When I first arrived in the United States, Chapter 12 is a different big guy

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At night, a pickup truck with a rear carport in a deep alley in the suburbs of Los Angeles was parked next to the garbage can, the engine was not turned off, and the lights were on, but next to this car, an old man of about 70 years old stood proudly on a winter night. 》。 》

He doesn't look like a 70-year-old at all, his straight back and bright eyes are more dazzling than a young and strong man in the dark night, I'm afraid the whole LA can't find such a spirited old man.

Airplanes.

A modified Mustang swayed slowly down the alleyway, and every time the throttle was pressed, there was a loud roar, like a young man in a black neighborhood who bought his first car and would make it known to everyone and then swagger through the market.

The Mustang cart stopped, just behind the pickup truck, and the strong light hit the old man directly, at that moment, the old man didn't reach out to block it, and waited there quietly, just frowning slightly.

There were a few Asians in the Mustang car, these guys were notorious in both the area where the Koreans and the Vietnamese lived, they were the Viet Ching people, and the person who sat in the passenger seat and held a cigarette with his index and middle fingers on the door was Nguyen Kyung, who almost killed the Koreatown boss for Kim Tae-hee.

Touch.

The door opened, and the four Vietnamese in the car got down, and Nguyen Kyung walked to the headlights wearing a windbreaker with a cigarette in his mouth and blue smoke, sat on the front cover of the car and asked, "Where are the goods?" ”

The old man shook the leather jacket on his body, pursed his lips, and responded indifferently: "Vietnamese, for the last time, this is the last time I remind you, if the next time you trade, you still drive that Mustang that may provoke the police at any time, our business will be terminated." ”

"Hahaha......"

Ruan Jing laughed, he laughed arrogantly and unscrupulously, and finally laughed until his whole body trembled, and when his shoulders were already shaking significantly, he suddenly raised his head and glared at the old man: "Old guy, do you think you are heavy?" ”

"Not heavy?"

The old man looked at Ruan Jing's subordinates as he spoke, and twisted his shoulders to face them one by one as if asking them: "If it's not important, why are you here?" ”

Ruan Jing stretched out his finger and shook it: "If it's really as you said, why don't you continue to do business with the Russians?" Oh...... I forgot, they seem to be mutilated; And the Mexicans, oh my God, my memory has really deteriorated lately, they died earlier than the Russians; And what about the Armenians? Cowering in the wandering area all day long, those shrunken turtles don't even bother to see you; And the blacks who only play with pistols and ******, and they can't eat these things from you at all. ”

"Los Angeles, after that star detective came out, I was the only one who dared to do business with you, but there are so many illegal arms dealers, old fellow, do you still think you are important now?"

The old man didn't think so, he didn't even get angry, he took a step back lightly, and reached out to open the back compartment of the pickup truck under the light of the headlights: "MP5, brand new, none of them have been used, there is no gun number, even if you take it out and shoot a whole shuttle of bullets at the door of the police station, you will not be connected with other cases, a total of ten, a thousand bullets; The Colt Python, the most powerful of the revolvers, can shatter the internal organs with even one shot in the abdomen at close range, ten bullets, and five hundred bullets; U.S. military-standard defensive grenades, exclusive tools for careerists; m16, ten; m4, ten. ”

The guns filled with several cardboard boxes were opened one by one in the old man's chatter, and the black with murderous intent was that these guns could never change their fate, and they were stored to seize the appointment.

At this moment, the old man turned around and said, "In Los Angeles, no illegal arms dealer can prepare so many weapons for you after a phone call, only I can, now, do I matter?" ”

Ruan Jing stared at those weapons, like a greedy wolf, since he was a wolf, of course he was doing the business of wolves.

Under the fierce gaze, an evil smile appeared on his face, and the moment the man lowered his head and raised his eyelids upward, it was almost just an order, and a black fight was about to appear.

"Uh~" The old man groaned and said, "Mr. Ruan, in fact, for my safety, I have made some small preparations, I hope you don't mind." I'm seventy years old, I love money, I'm timid, I'm afraid I won't be able to change this problem in this life, so you'd better let your men take out the money now, I'm serious. ”

At the entrance of the alley, another car drove in, and when the doors of the two white vans were opened, and the crowd carrying the M4 walked down, Ruan Jing looked back and saw a mixed force composed of black and white skin.

"Doko?"

Ruan Jing saw the familiar face, and blurted out the name in his mind, he really couldn't believe that Duoko, who had once been in the hands of the Russians, was actually escorting an old man.

"It seems that there is no need to introduce it." The old man said lightly: "Mr. Ruan, where is the money?" ”

"Rear compartment."

Ruan Jing was a little unconvinced, it was not the first time he had cooperated with this old man, this time he asked for such a large amount because he was going to eat black, but!

He didn't think that it would be successful, Ruan Jing always felt that this old man was different from ordinary gangsters, the people in the gangs were either fierce and vicious, or insidious and cunning, but this old man was too calm and relaxed, as if he had long been tired of playing this game, and was smiling and watching you play. Therefore, Ruan Jing has made two preparations today, grab it if you can, buy it if you don't have a chance, if you have already done it but don't take it down, then throw the money in the back compartment and buy your life......

It is this principle of multi-handed preparation that has allowed Ruan Jing to live to this day, but the old man in front of him is more sleek than him, I don't know how many times.

At this second, Ruan Jing understood that the other party opened the cards in his hand in order to continue to do business, if his group lit up first, then no matter what the result was, the business would definitely not be able to continue. At the same time, Ruan Jing was a little afraid, this old guy was a wake-up call for himself, he may have known that his business partner had bad intentions, otherwise how could he have prepared in such a timely manner? If he really made the first move, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to buy his life!

Doko opened the trunk and took out two black plastic bags in the trunk, the bags were full of money and held them in his hand after inspection, and at that time, he nodded at the old man, meaning, "No problem." ”

The old man walked over from the pickup truck, stretched his waist and said to himself: "I'm old, I can't stay up late, but Los Angeles at night is really beautiful, I don't like to ......be in such a beautiful city at all" He stopped, smiled and turned back, looked at Ruan Jing sideways in front of the van headlights and said: "Add a lot of corpses." A fierce face that was not overly fierce suddenly exploded with a smile, and the corner of the eye seemed to be shining under the headlights!

Syllable.

Ruan Jing seemed to have been slapped in the face by the old man invisibly, and then spat and said viciously: "Don't have a next time, otherwise, I will never let you go!" ”

Although, these two ways are different.

"Who the hell are you?" Ruan Jing asked.

After Doko and the others escorted the old man to the van with a gun, the car drove away, and there was no response on the streets of Los Angeles. (To be continued.) )