Zhou Qing has never been to Xiaodong Street, but Shen Yu is very familiar.

In fact, Los Angeles has always been a big city that accepts immigrants, with Chinatown, Little Tokyo Street, Mexico Street and other places with great characteristics.

followed Shen Yu to the door of a Japanese restaurant, and when he walked in, there were many Japanese waitresses in kimonos greeting guests respectfully.

He can only speak Japanese here, and Shen Yu is very proficient in this, and he is chattering with people.

Zhou Qing didn't understand anything, so he stepped into the box first.

After a while, Shen Yu walked in and said with a smile: "This restaurant has been around for more than 20 years, and the main signature dish is the human banquet. Feeling the body of a beautiful woman, not interested? ”

Zhou Qing thought of some scenes he had seen on TV, although he was really curious, but when he thought of the food on people, it was tasteless.

Shaking his head, he changed the subject: "You know Japanese?" ”

"I went to Japan to study, and the shareholder behind the Qingzhu Gang also has a Japanese."

Shareholder?

A gang even has shareholders.

Shen Yu said: "Then you are too lonely and unheard, the Qingzhu Gang does not have a so-called stronghold at all now, but a serious investment company." If you're short on money, I might be able to help you out. ”

"I don't dare use your money."

To put it nicely, it is an investment company, and Zhou Qing is sure that it is a loan shark.

The waiter walked in with the food at this time, knelt down beside Zhou Qing respectfully, and put the plates on the table one by one.

Shen Yu poured sake for Zhou Qing: "This wine is very authentic, brewed according to the ancient Japanese method, and it may not be drunk in Japan." ”

Zhou Qing put it to his lips and sipped it.

The Japanese sake brewing method is imitation of Chinese rice wine, and the taste is bland, which really has nothing to do with good taste.

It's cold, especially thirst-quenching, and it's more comfortable in the abdomen.

However, comfort is comfortable, and there are side effects.

When he first drank it, it was not obvious, but slowly, Zhou Qing's head felt something abnormal.

Shen Yu poured another glass and reminded him appropriately: "This wine has a low degree, but it is on the top, so it is better to drink less." ”

Zhou Qing signaled that he knew, then pushed away the glass and replaced the wine with boiling water.

A meal, eating, chatting, time flies.

At half past nine o'clock in the evening, a particularly pleasant string music sounded outside.

Zhou Qing took the initiative to settle the account and walked out first.

At this time, the streets will be lively.

Most of them are Japanese, but there are also a lot of Western faces.

The color industry is also particularly developed here, and almost every few steps, you can meet the women standing on the street.

"Hey, beauty."

As he walked, Shen Yu was patted on the shoulder, a black man with short hair.

He is about 1.9 meters tall, with thick hands and feet, thick lips, and snow-white teeth that are completely prominent when he smiles. It's just a pair of eyes that are flashing with fire, especially straightforward.

When Zhou Qing first came to the United States, he had contact with black people.

Although he is reluctant to generalize, he really does not have any good feelings for this race.

Shen Yu took a step back.

Zhou Qing couldn't help laughing when he heard the two communicating in English, this foreigner fell in love with Shen Yu and was willing to pay 300 US dollars to ask Shen Yu to accompany him for one night.

The result was naturally fruitless, and unexpectedly this black foreigner had a cheap hand, and when Shen Yu turned around, he slapped her on the buttocks and whistled.

Zhou Qing wanted to go shopping quietly, but the trouble was like a shadow.

A woman of Shen Yu's personality didn't even think about it, so she raised her foot and kicked it in the black man's crotch.

There was a dull sound, and even Zhou Qing felt pain.

The black man howled, clutched, and fell limply.

Such an incident is simply very common in Xiaodong Street, and passers-by are not even interested in watching, so what should they do, occasionally glance at it, and indifferently.

I have to say that the black man's ability to resist attacks is so strong, such a deadly attack, he can quickly react and call someone.

Shen Yu encountered a lot of accidents, and he also picked up his mobile phone.

But when he was about to dial, Zhou Qing grabbed his wrist.

"Forget it, get out of here."

Shen Yu said disdainfully: "Cheap him!" ”

As he spoke, the high-heeled shoes landed directly on the black man's wrist, and there was a crisp click, accompanied by the black man's screams.

Zhou Qing's brows moved.

This woman is really ruthless, obviously the other party can't stand up at all, and there is no threat.

Hurry back to the car.

Zhou Qing quickly started the car and left Xiaodong Street.

When I drove a kilometer or two, my eyes glanced in the rearview mirror, and someone followed.

At first, I thought it was the black comrade who taught him a lesson in Little Tokyo Street, but it's unlikely to think about it.

Shen Yu also noticed the change, and his face flashed with indifference: "Where do you live?" ”

"The Residence Hotel."

"It's inconvenient for me to take a tour."

Zhou Qing turned his head to look at the woman, grabbed the hand on the steering wheel and put it away, and said frankly: "Of course." ”

He had already guessed who the stalker was.

Except for Liu Boren, I'm afraid that no one can make Shen Yu react like this.

I just don't know what she means?

Can you just visit the man's room, obviously?

Even if it was deliberately done to show Liu Boren, there was no need to visit his bedroom.

However, Zhou Qing couldn't refuse.

Whether it's for the reason of befriending Shen Yu, or other aspects. He knew very well that to refuse was to offend, not to mention, he had already prepared for anything.

Entering the room, he poured a cup of tea, then sat opposite Shen Yu, and said with a smile: "Miss Shen, what do you want to visit?" ”

Americans, or Chinese living in the United States, are undoubtedly very open in this regard.

Shen Yu took a sip of tea: "I want to take a bath now." ”

Zhou Qing pointed in the direction of the bathroom: "If you lack something, I can help Miss Shen buy it." ”

Shen Yu's eyes were very bright, and he looked at Zhou Qing with a burning eye: "I only lack three hundred dollars, does Mr. Zhou have it?" ”

Three hundred dollars is the price that the black foreigner on the street just now wanted to sleep with Shen Yu.

Zhou Qing was not stupid, rummaged through his pockets, took out three hundred dollars and put it on the table, and the person stood up.

In the bath, when the bathtub is large enough, there is really no need to wash it separately.

Shen Yu's body was a little closer: "I always thought that Mr. Zhou was a serious person who didn't sit still, and sure enough, it was just a fake seriousness." ”

Zhou Qing stopped her waist and hugged her whole, and said as she walked to the bathroom: "Men can't refuse women, especially beauties like Miss Shen." ”

Shen Yu chuckled and poked his head to catch Zhou Qing's lips.

Zhou Qing quickened his pace, and after entering the bathroom, he slammed the door shut with his foot.

The night, destined to get longer.

And Zhou Qing will also be completely immersed in this depraved and indulgent pleasure.

At some point, he will always lack any scruples, even if he knows that it may be a path from which he cannot turn back.