Chapter 010: Targeted
After the weekend was over, Las Vegas went quiet.
Shi Hu also has holidays, only weekends are his working hours, and the rest are rested. First, he is not a gambler and has no love for gambling; Second, he is not a working machine, and the money he earns has not been spent until he dies, which is the saddest thing in life. It's still the same sentence: life is short, be happy in time.
In the hotel room, he counted the money last night until his hands cramped, so today he slept until noon and woke up naturally...... People have to live like this, and when he wakes up, he doesn't get up, but rolls on the bed, nostalgic for this softness. Then he took out a pen and paper and planned his schedule.
To be precise, it should be ideal.
The many items listed on the paper are the world of flowers and flowers that he hopes to experience before he dies.
The first is to win money in Las Vegas. This is already commonplace, and it will come true if he wants to. So crossed out with a pen, it has been achieved.
Next, ride a Yanpo...... Zi said: Chromophobia also. He has also experienced it, except for rough skin and a lot of body hair, everything else is great. Achieved.
Go down again, sports car mansions. This is the to-do list.
Further down, starting a family? I don't know what I thought at the time, but it was impossible. He will not leave regrets for his children and wife, because irresponsibility will hurt them. So he scribbled it out with a pen, and it was better for him to finish his life alone.
Next item......
In addition to many things that can be realized now, there are also dreams such as: learn to fly an airplane and soar in the blue sky; If conditions allow, have an airplane and cross the seas; Or even experience the feeling of going to space, I heard that commercial space travel has developed now......
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Behind the excitement of the casino, Shi Hu occasionally feels bored. Being in a foreign country, and having no relatives, cultural and language differences, sometimes you can't even find someone to talk to, and it is inevitable to be lonely. He had to run to the gym and toss his muscles.
Sweating like rain during the day, and lingering at night.
The tall night clubs on both sides of the long street are always open to him. But he prefers to go to a more remote strip bar nearby: the Red Queen. I can't tell why, maybe the rhythm there suits him better, the style is unique, and it doesn't deliberately cater to the mainstream, just like him.
The bar staff are all personalities, and the bartender Nick is a white kid with a lot of musical cells, and sometimes he talks like a rap; The security manager is a big and scary man, and his sharp eyes are always wary of the man who orders the dancer, because it's all - "my girl".
The rule of some strip bars in the United States is: you can only look at it, you can't touch it.
If you mess around, those big, retired security guards will be happy to throw you out.
And Gianna. She's a bar-dancer, blonde-haired, tall and sexy, but not that dedicated, and when Shi Hu first met her, she was being complained of being picky about her guests...... She has an attitude of "the old lady is like this", and she ignores it.
A group of individual staff, a unique bar, he liked it at first sight. A lot of the time I come over just to have a chat. Oral communication is not a big problem for him, when he was in school, others buried their heads in memorizing words, and he glanced at it clearly. Fluent in everyday language.
"Casinos and nightclubs are haunted by beautiful women, and these women are usually divided into two categories, one is for a fee, and the other is a philatelic woman - that is, looking for all kinds of men she likes. I don't object to the former, and I don't care about the latter, as you ask me which party I support? β
Listening to Gianna's complaints, Shi Hu wondered: "Is there no normal woman?" β
Gianna smiled: "Except for weekends, what other normal women will come here to play?" β
"It seems to be." Shi Hu is clear.
"So as long as you have money, throw tens of thousands of chips in the casino, and it is guaranteed that there will be women who take the initiative to hook up." Gianna hooked his hand.
Shi Hu suddenly said: "I see...... I thought it was my charm. β
"You've got a little bit of it." Gianna's hand pressed to his heaving chest, "It's interesting that I'm not critical of race - except for blacks." β
"Haha." Shi Hu smiled, she was very straightforward.
"When I get off work, are you interested?" She sucked-sucked her fingers, her eyes resting on his crotch: "I've heard that yellow people are hard. β
"Free?" Shi Hu joked.
She stepped on the sofa with one foot and rubbed him charmingly: "If you can satisfy me, I can even give you money." β
"Yay! I love welcoming America! Shi Hu cheered. Gianna only dances and can't come out of the stage, can she ask her out, or she takes the initiative and is a little proud.
When she twisted her waist like a water snake, Shi Hu picked up a handful of change and stuffed it into the T-shaped strap on her body: "Beautiful performance." β
She licked her tongue in his face and whispered in her ear, "You're making me want to skip work." β
Then she bent down and touched her boot, pulled out a lipstick, unbuttoned his shirt, and wrote her phone number on his chest.
βcallοΌmeγβ She sent a flying kiss and turned to leave.
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Shi Hu came to the bar and sat down and asked for a cocktail.
Nick, the bartender, brought him the cocktail he ordered, grinning, "Man, I've got Gianna this little pepper, I've heard she has a special taste." β
"How?" Shi Hu was curious.
"The Queen." Nick wiped his glass as he said, "Of course if you like this type, congratulations." β
"Wow!" Shi Hu was a little scared, but also a little expectant...... Is this sick?
"Hey, buddy!" While he was thinking about it, there was a young man sitting next to him, not very old, with the shadow of a Westerner on his face, perhaps of mixed race.
"What's the matter?" Shi Hu looked at the other party.
"From?" The other looked at him.
"China." Shi Hu said.
"You howl?" The other party showed off his Chinese, "My father is also Chinese." β
"It's not ...... Not bad. Shi Hu said with a clear conscience.
"I'll just say." The other shrugged, and then said, "Would you like me to have a drink?" β
Shi Hu was a little strange, but still nodded: "Nick, please have a ......"
"Whiskey, on the rocks." He said, "Oh, forget, Michael." β
"Tiger." Shi Hu said, that is, the pronunciation of "tiger", the English name he gave himself recently, is a bit out of the ordinary.
"Tiger? What a rare name. The other took a sip of whiskey, "Man, you're in trouble." β
Shi Hu was puzzled: "What do you say?" β
Michael remained silent: "There are two guys behind you who are eyeing you and want to make a profit, I heard that the Chinese are very rich and timid." β
"Why do you want to tell me?" Shi Hu asked.
"Don't you wonder why they're eyeing you?" Michael was surprised.
"It's in probability." Shi Hu said. It is said that wealth is not exposed, but he has not hidden it much in the past few days, and it is normal for someone to be interested in him.
"Probability?" Michael was dazed, "I'm for the sake of you and me." β
Michael's Chinese level is really bad, but Shi Hu understands the meaning, and he laughs: "Is it really just like this?" You're not honest. β
Michael's face froze, he picked up the cup and put it down: "Okay, I've stared at you too, but I'm not on the same side as them." β
Shi Hu understood: "I can't find a chance, and I don't want others to get it?" β
Michael laughed, "You're in your right mind. Yes, I also want to get a vote from you, but your range of activities is too narrow, and you are so strong, I can't find an accomplice, and for the sake of a little compatriot, I remind you for free. Of course, I can collect money to be a bodyguard. β
"Just you?" Shi Hu looked at him, his height was not as good as his own, and his body was even weaker, and he shook his head: "I'm sorry, but can you be a bodyguard?" β
"I have this." He patted his coat, there was a guy inside, and he smug: "How's it going?" You shouldn't be here, it's a remote place. If you have money, you should go to the big fields on both sides of the long street to play, where there are a lot of police, security guards, and everything is a quick response. β
"It's a pity." Shi Hu shrugged, "I don't need a bodyguard, but thank you for reminding me, I'll invite you to have another drink." β
"God bless you." Michael was bored and left with a wine glass.
Shi Hu turned his head and muttered in the bartender's ear, the scene was too loud to hear what he said, only to see him stay for a while, then get up and leave.
Walking out of the gate, Shi Hu turned around and walked down the back alley of the bar. The back alleys are all for guests to park and it's quiet at night, with only some wildcat activity.
Behind him, I don't know when, three guys followed.
Shi Hu quickened his pace and walked ahead, turned left, and picked up the baseball bat prepared for him around the corner - he never fought unprepared battles, he just greeted Nick and asked him to do a small favor and let the security guard prepare - but Shi Hu is not good at stubble, and likes to solve problems on his own.
He stood by the wall, listening carefully, and when the three men approached, he swung his baseball bat and smashed it in the face of the guy who rushed to the front - he clenched his hands and used his strength, and this smash hit the bull's-eye, and the other man snorted and fell to the ground and wailed.