Crash?!

This kind of situation happened on this occasion, obviously beyond everyone's expectations, those originally casual reporters suddenly came to the spirit, they were like sharks smelling blood, their eyes were shining, as long as anyone with a brain knew that these drivers had undergone rigorous training, and this kind of rear-end collision accident would not occur at all, and it was at such a slow speed.

The four people got out of the Bentley, and they looked like big guys.

"It's someone from the Boston Consortium." Charlie, who was standing next to him, was a local dragon, how could he not know him, his face was serious, his chin was in his mouth, his eyes were squinted, he leaned over, and said to Tang Dao, "The fattest one is called Lubsien. Lawrence is the current patriarch of the Lawrence family, and the tall, glasses one is Marlin of the Locke family. Locke, they're cousins, and on the far left, it's Jack on crutches. Kennedy, the other is Mellon. Lowell. ”

The latter two are brushed aside, not that they have little influence, but the so-called low-key!

After all, the gentleman's skull is still cold, and because of that death curse, many of the Kennedy's direct disciples are extremely aggrieved, and some small newspapers even said with a little excitement, "They want to die quietly in bed!" ”

Just look at the death records before 1991.

In 1941, Joseph's disabled daughter died of a failed lobotomized operation;

In 1944, Joseph's eldest son, Joseph Kennedy Jr., died in a wartime plane crash;

In 1948, Joseph's second daughter, Catherine, died in a plane crash;

In 1963, President Kennedy's third son died two days after he was born;

In 1963, Joseph's second son, President John F. Kennedy, was assassinated;

…

There is also an ellipsis here, which means that the story is far from over, and even has just begun.

So I want to be low-key...

Escape the call of Satan.

As for the Lowell family, there was little improvement after World War II and they were completely ignored.

When Tang Dao heard Charley's introduction, he raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that seemed to be a smile, which was too coincidental.

I just happened to scare my tiger head!

If he didn't find trouble, then he really didn't believe it.

"I'm sorry, oh my God, this driver was too careless." Rubisien's acting skills are too exaggerated, if there is any broom award, it will definitely be the winner, and it will be embarrassing to see it, next to Marin. The corners of Locke's mouth twitched, squinting, raised his head, and looked at Tang Dao, he was very curious about this Asian, and at this time, the latter also looked over.

The two looked at each other in mid-air.

There is no such spark of fantasy.

It's a mutual scrutiny.

Marin. Locke saw another layer of meaning, this Asian was not in Lubsien's nonsense at all.

"Of course it's okay, if Mr. likes it, I can give it to you."

"Then when the auction is over, how will Mr. Nicholas go back and walk?" Lubzien asked as if he was smugly.

Tang Dao put his hand in his pocket, this half high, like a kind of condescending condescending gaze, maybe... It's tall, after all, it's a slightly emaciated height of about 187 (click on the first photo!) ）。

"All I care about when I go out is whether I should land from the sky or come out of the sea, not what kind of transportation I use."

Wow!

What a big B!

Charlie was also stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, what he said was right, with a huge private airlift group and two conventional submarines in the Ukrainian military factory, Tang Dao just cared about whether he wanted to be stimulated.

Of course, one of these conventional submarines is a semi-finished product, and another has been sold to Mexico through Charley's channels.

It was a Quebec submarine that began production in 1952!

Although this is close to 50 years old, it is still old and strong, and it is enough for the Mexican smugglers to transport goods, of course, the torpedo tube was originally dismantled, but the Mexican side strongly demanded to keep it, and finally added 500,000 US dollars, depending on the sincerity of the other party, the company only received 3.1 million US dollars!

An old antique was ordered.

Of course, this is off-topic.

Rubicien's face froze, he was not the kind of person with a very honest personality, of course he wanted to continue to slap back, but he was beaten by Marin. Locke stopped and shook his head at him, the former obviously had a lot of respect for this Sven Marin, and kept his mouth shut, but still looked at Tang Dao unconvinced.

"Let's go in first, I think we've known each other for a long time." Marin. Locke said.

The four of them walked side by side towards the hall, the lame doorman just in front of Lubicien, and the same skin as Tang Dao made him very unhappy.

What Yankee isn't racist?

Just more or less.

Rubhien. Lawrence, as a member of an old family, was of course racist, but he certainly wouldn't say anything unfavorable to himself in such a scene, and the reporters were not far away.

With a smile on his lips and a little dimple, he looked at the lame doorman, "Sir, my car needs to be washed." ”

The lame doorman's English is very poor, of course, this is compared with Tang Dao, and the basic communication is also stammering, "When... Of course. ”

"Very good, you Asian car wash, I am the most relieved, I have a maid at home who is also Asian, and he brought my dog very well." Rubisien said.

This said...

Meaningful.

This Tang Dao and Charlie are both old foxes, and you can't move him in three or two sentences, but Ben. Longfellow is not, this young kid has been very unhappy with Tang Dao since his trip to Ukraine, but he also admires it in his heart, and his ability and strength make him respect, especially the two families are now one, Lubicien This is equivalent to pointing at Tang Dao's nose and scolding, and the Asian only compensates him for washing his car and raising a dog.

"Falk Squid!" Root. Longfellow directly began with a national curse.

"Charlie, don't your children know how to be polite?" Jack. Kennedy spoke at this point, his voice gruff, but clearly dissatisfied.

A group of bigwigs are talking, and as a junior, this interjection is already very excessive.

Charlie grabbed his son, his face turned dark, and he wanted to talk back, but Tang Dao was faster than him, "Do you need me to introduce a few Taoist priests to your Kennedy family to curse?" ”

"What are you talking about!!" Jack. Kennedy shouted, and he was about to fight Tang Dao forward.

The reporters below are almost X, are they going to do it?!

Who the hell is this Asian?

A son of the Kennedy family?

The bodyguards on both sides were also tense, and the atmosphere began to become wrong.

"Gentlemen, the mayor, they're all in there, you need to calm down."

The welcome assistant standing at the door, who was also from a government agency, saw that they were all planning to fight each other, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said.

The auction is full of big guys.

Thinking of what was important, they glared at each other, and Marin pulled Lubsien and the others into the Faneuil Hall.

"Is he tearing his face?" Charlie turned his head to look at Tang Dao, his eyes were very cautious, even if the Thesavior-A consortium was strong, there was still a lot of gap between it and this old consortium, and there was really no need to tear his face unless it was absolutely necessary.

"A few people can't decide where interests go, and Franklin on the dollar will tell you that the real road to Rome is the road." Tang Dao was a little philosophical, and said meaningfully, and then prepared to enter the Faneuil Hall, just walked two or three steps, stopped, and looked at the lame doorman, "Wash my car and give him 200 US dollars." ”

The latter words were addressed to John.

After saying that, he didn't intend to ask the other party's name at all, so he walked straight in.

Maybe...

It's his car that's really dirty, and perhaps, whites aren't worthy of an Asian car wash!

……