Lublin.

Located in the east of Poland, it was founded in the 9th century A.D. and is a thousand-year-old city, when the first rays of sunlight bathe, this "Polish industrial city" began to gradually awaken.

A heavy-duty pickup truck nearly 7 meters long drove into the gas station with wind and frost, the tires close to one meter high rudely pressed over the snow, and stopped steadily in front of the fuel box, the door was pushed open, and the frost hanging on it shook down, and the tired Tang Dao and others got out of the car with a yawn, and there was still eye feces in their eyes, and they reached out and buckled a few times, as if they were sticky, and it hurt a little.

"Boss, fill up the gas and have three more buckets of instant noodles." Tang Dao reached into his shirt, pinched out five Alexander Hamilton ($10), straightened the curled corners and handed them over, and the male staff in red overalls and glasses looked at them several times, and glanced at them from time to time.

"Hey! What are you looking at? Don't you see that we are starving to death? Osborne slammed his fist on the table, pulled down his hood, showed his beard like the Lion King, and glared, this nearly 40 hours from Warsaw to Lublin, everyone was going crazy, and now the waiter was still slow.

I really want to turn his head to 180°.

"Horses... Right away, sir. When did the waiter see this meeting, he was so frightened that his little face turned white, his hands and feet were numb a lot, and after retrieving the change, he carried three buckets of instant noodles from the container behind him, and helped pour water very intimately.

With instant noodles, the three of them squatted on the steps of the gas station and waited for the noodles to be cooked.

"Boss, how much is this shipment worth to Ukraine?" Osborne's mouth is not idle, and after staying with the guy for a long time, he understands that he is a lazy toad, and you have to have time to kick him twice, and if you don't, he may jump on your head one day.

"Who said I want to change dollars?"

Tang Dao asked rhetorically, don't exchange dollars? Is it for rubles?

Robert, who was holding instant noodles and smelling the fragrance through the gap, also raised his head in surprise.

"You're a murderer, this is a hyena, I'm also being hunted by the Warsaw Police Department, we're all talents, of course we have to do something great." Tang Dao turned around, just in time to see the waiter leaning forward, tilting his ears sideways, seeing Tang Dao looking over, he hurriedly stood up straight, pretending to be nothing.

"Eat noodles first, and you'll know when the time comes."

There are many people here, and it is inconvenient to say more, Osborne and the two nodded, and glanced at the waiter, whose sphincter muscles were tight, his scalp was numb, and his intuition told him that these people did not seem to be good people.

There were only a few sips of instant noodles, and the soup was almost drunk, only half filled, Tang Dao licked the residual fragrance on the gum with his tongue, patted his pocket, and the cigarettes were gone, but the smoke addiction came up, and he walked in like an ant scratching, "Come and pack cigarettes, and make another call." ”

The waiter hurriedly took the bag of Marlboro, tore it open and took it in his mouth, holding the microphone in his left hand, and touching his pocket with his right hand.

It is difficult to achieve positive results without smoke without fire, and it is difficult to become a god without smoke without fire!

The waiter put the lighter on with both hands, and Tang Dao just "poofed" the wheel teeth slashed, and as soon as the flames came out, the phone was answered, but he didn't speak.

"Tires?"

"Which one are you?"

"I've been to Lublin, from Warsaw." Tang Dao said.

There was silence on the other side, but Tang Dao still heard a commotion, like the sound of turning a book, he was not in a hurry, just waited, and there was still time to take two puffs of cigarettes, and it took about a minute or so before the other party spoke, "Hey, Mr. Nicholas?" I've waited for you, I thought you'd been kidnapped by that damn Polish bandit. ”

Nicholas is a pseudonym given to himself by Tang Dao.

People are in the rivers and lakes, who uses their real names?

"Where are you now?" Tang Dao asked directly.

"Half an hour later, we met at Bar 911 on Black Street in Tarla, and I liked to have a golden butterfly tattooed on my sleeve." After the tire finished speaking, he simply hung up the phone, listening to the busy sound inside, Tang Dao shook his head, "How much?" ”

"Twenty-five cents, sir." The waiter smiled.

Tang Dao took out five dollars from his pocket, thought about it and put it back, flipped out Zhang Washington, and threw it on the table, "Don't look for it, let me ask you a question, how to get to Black Street?" ”

The waiter looked surprised, but few would tip the gas station, but for 75 cents, you can go to McDonald's for a whole burger.

Perhaps for the sake of Washington's face, he clearly pointed out the way to Tang Dao, and also persuaded, "That place is very chaotic at night, where most of the low-level unemployed blacks gather, and besides, the police gentlemen dare not go to that place at night, what is the difference between drunken blacks and wild dogs." ”

said a lot, anyway, the previous part is the same, it's very dangerous, and if you're not careful, your life will be lost there.

Tang Dao looked back at Osborne, who was staring at Robert, and smiled, "I like that place, thank you very much for the reminder, sir, I wish you a good evening." ”

He waved his hand as he spoke, walked out of the store, and gently kicked the Englishman with his foot, "You follow me to find someone, Robert stays to watch the cart." ”

Osborne half-stared at the round eyes, muttered a few words, licked the instant noodles with his deep tongue, threw the empty box in the trash, patted his ass and stood up, brushed his hair, slowly and reluctantly followed behind Tang Dao, walked two steps and turned around, and raised a middle finger towards Robert.

"Idiot", Robert scolded, clutching his stomach with a little tangled on his face, but the lingering fragrance in his mouth made him determined.

"Three more buckets of instant noodles!"

……

Mixed with cacophony music, stupid X's shaking his head like a psychopath, and a black man with a foul smell all over his body, this is what makes up a black street bar in Tlal.

Tang Dao twisted his eyebrows, he didn't like the environment here very much, Osborne pinched his nose, his face was almost green, and his voice was muffled, "Boss, what are we doing here?" Vomit! Damn, the blacks in this place stink so much, is this a bar or a toilet? ”

"Come... Come for a drink. A middle-aged black man who had drunk too much was staggering over, his eyes wandering.

"Man, don't let me break your hand." Tang Dao took a step back, his eyes narrowed.

The black man sneered and took his hand out of the pocket of the Tang knife, there was still drunkenness in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand generously, "Mark. Twain, you can call me gold, I'm here—" he rolled his finger, "in charge."

Mark Twain?

Is this a low-profile version of the writer?

Tang Dao complained in his heart, and after looking at the unknown liquid in the other party's hand, he finally put his hand back in his pocket, "I'm just here to find someone." As he spoke, he walked around him and walked towards the booth, Osborne looked at Mark Twain with a mocking look on his face, and lowered his voice, "Nigga!" ”

Mark Twain's face suddenly became fierce, and the green tendons on his forehead exploded instantly.

This term originated from the contempt of the period when white Americans subjugated black Africans, representing the "low" blood of black people in society at that time, and it was a word specially coined for discrimination, and it was the same as "Hey bro" for Chinese people, with serious racial discrimination.

"Bastard!"

Who can stand this?

Mark Twain put a foot on Osborne's waist, how could the latter react, stumbled on his feet, crashed into the crowd next to him, causing screams and riots, and with one blow, the former took advantage of the momentum.

But Osborne is the elite of the "Red Devil" after all, and when he reacted to this, he became angry, said a dirty word, kicked Mark Twain in the stomach, and directly kicked him to the air, rushed up, choked his neck, and threw an old fist.

And Tang Dao, who was half a head ahead, heard the movement and turned his head, also surprised, but the next second...

He grabbed the wine bottle next to him and smashed it at Mark Twain's head, holding the other man's chest so hard that at least a few ribs would be broken, and there was no nonsense.

Two people beaten... Alone?

The people around them shook their hands excitedly, screamed, and roared loudly under the stimulation of alcohol.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, stop!"

Three or five black men in lean suits pushed away the crowd of onlookers and rushed in, the leading black man's temples were a little white, and he scolded loudly, but Tang Dao and the two turned a deaf ear, which made his eyes flash with anger, shook off his suit, took out a MABPA-15 pistol, and raised his voice, "I said stop!" ”

Bang!

Tang Dao punched Mark Twain in the right eye, spat out turbidity, stood up and turned around, ripped off his clothes, half-held his head, and when he saw the pistol, his pupils shrank, and he simply shirked the responsibility and spread his hands, "We are customers, are you entertaining like this?" ”

"Go look at the gold coins." The black man shook his face at his subordinates before squinting, "Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?" ”

"The bar was a bit noisy, I couldn't hear it clearly." Tang Dao's brain turned very calmly, at this time, whether he could survive or not was on Mark Twain, he suddenly pulled the other party's hair and lifted it, and strangled his neck with his right hand, "You'd better put the gun down, when I'm nervous, it's easy to break his head with force." ”

This came as a surprise to everyone.

It's all like this, do you dare to come nonsense?

It's a little too bold.

"Let him go, I'll let you go." The corners of the black man's eyes spasmed, and he was very aggrieved.

Tang Dao grinned, "Are you an idiot for me?" You put down the gun! ”

No one backed down, glaring at each other, like a powder keg, just a little and it exploded.

"Bang bang bang".

Just when the stalemate was at a stalemate, a crisp applause was very abrupt, and out of the back came a black man wearing a tunic suit, tied with dirty braids, and gold-rimmed glasses, baring his teeth and smiling, "Wonderful, I didn't expect Mr. Nicholas to have very flexible legs and feet." ”

"You know me?" Tang Dao frowned.

The other party nodded, raised his right hand, and a golden butterfly was tattooed on his sleeve.

"You're a tire?!"

"I'm sorry to meet you in this way, I'll give you a satisfactory reply to this matter." The tires looked very polite, but Tang Dao always felt that this guy had a bad stomach in his heart, but if he could go down this step, he was naturally willing to stiffen his neck, "Shall we talk about business like this?" ”

The tires get out of the way, "please".

Tang Dao let go of Mark Twain, the latter's body was weak, like rotten meat falling to the ground, the tires didn't even look at it, and there was still a smile on his face, just slightly behind Tang Dao half a position, his face turned pale, and he glanced at the black man with the gun, "Jacob, do you say useless people should be sent to hell." ”

The black man with the gun looked at Mark Twain, his eyes were unbearable, but his heart was more chilling.

The gold coin was ordered by him to come down to test this Chinese, and now he even said that he would lose it?

A cold of rabbit death and fox sorrow came to his heart, but Jacob knew that the boss was ruthless, and there was no one in Lublin who did not know the name of the tire!

He used to make a living by robbing duty points on the Ukrainian border, but later retired to work as a broker when he heard that he was injured.

Xiao Maozi offered a reward of $170,000 for his head, this is a complete murderer, if he disobeys him, he will definitely be killed.

"I, I see, chief." Jacob struggled to say it, with a bit of bitterness in his mouth.

Perhaps, tomorrow morning, we will see the news that the corpses of the wild beasts have been found in the Lublin forest, and the residents are careful to enter and exit.

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