Peter has his own bottom line, but that doesn't mean he can be played with as an idiot, he squeezes the dagger into Janet's neck, and the blood gently seeps out, with a little more force, he can pierce her neck.

The bald "lighter" in the hands of the child slowly lost the struggle...

"Let him go, I say, I say!" Janet cried, Peter slowly let go of his hand, and nodded towards the bald head, as soon as the latter's hand was released, the little boy named Bet fell down and lay on the ground, greedily breathing in the fresh air, his mouth bent, and he was about to cry, but Janet hugged him with his face against him, constantly comforting, red eyes, and trembling lips, "Lance is Calvin's younger brother, and he is the assistant mayor of Santa Monica City." ”

Assistant to the Mayor?

Peter twisted his eyebrows, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, I have to go back and hand it over to the boss, he squatted down and slapped Janet in the face with a dagger, "I hope what you said is true, otherwise... As long as you're in the U.S., we can find you and send you and your children to Calvin. ”

"Let's go!" Peter raised his hand, bald his head and bared his teeth, and whispered, "Beast, do you want to give them away..."

"Do you want to die?" Peter scolded dissatisfiedly, "Next to this is the police station, and with human lives on our backs, we all have to run to Africa." ”

The bald head touched his head, and had to look back, scaring the child with a fierce face, and Bett kicked her legs on the ground in fear, and shrunk her head into Janet's arms, and her little hands were a little white.

Peter took a deep look, took the people, got into the golden cup, and walked away.

Janet touched the heads of the two children, her eyes were very worried, and she bit her mouth, "Bette, Bess, let's leave Santa Monica City." ”

"Where to go Mom?"

"Go to San Francisco!"

……

Wuling drove into the manor with thick smoke, compared with a dozen top supercars parked in the parking space, it was like a beggar, but it was full of pride, swaying and parked at the door of the villa, Peter pushed the door open and jumped down, striding into the inside, and at this time, Beta just came out of it, and the two collided with each other.

"Who's coming?" Peter asked, pointing to the supercars.

"A bunch of rich kids from Chicago, huh? They wanted to get some toys from the gentleman. Beta shrugged and smiled wryly, tilting her head.

Toy?

Ammunition?

Do you need to go to Santa Monica to buy this if you can drive a top-notch supercar? Chicago also had arms dealers, and they were correspondingly larger than the current HWP.

Peter nodded, rubbed Beta with doubts, walked in, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he could hear the unbridled laughter inside, and... The strong smell of smoke, which made him frown, although the boss likes to smoke, what he hates the most is to make the whole room smell of smoke.

"Hey! Gao, you're the tallest Chinese I've ever met, in Chicago's Chinatown, OMG, so many dwarfs! A black man wearing the No. 23 jersey of the Chicago Bulls stood in front of Gao Jun waving his hands and twisting his body, holding a little sister beside him, pouting, learning to walk in Chinatown, "They walked with their heads down, like a criminal." ”

And the others around him laughed out loud.

Peter furrowed his eyebrows, but his eyes were drawn to another person, who was sitting next to the boss, Asian face, not very good-looking, wearing glasses, looking quite elegant, always wiggling the ring of the little thumb intentionally or unintentionally.

De Beers Series!

Valued at about $30,000, it is one of the most luxurious men's rings.

When he heard the black man's ridicule, he was not annoyed, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling, and he turned his head to look at Gao Jun, Peter always felt that this Asian laughed too hypocritically, like a fox he had seen in Siberia, infiltrating people!

After the black man finished going crazy, Gao Jun pulled his hand out from under the table, put his hands crossed on it, and squinted, "Bertram. Mr. Cannon, did you come from Chicago specifically to laugh at me? ”

"Of course not! I don't have this idleness, I just take a word, leave St. Mony early, this is the place we want from now on! ”

Idiot?

Idiot!

Gao Junqi wanted to laugh a little, if it weren't for Bertram. Cannon's father is the owner of the largest supermarket chain in Chicago, with an annual output value of nearly $90 million, so he didn't bother to see these children, even if the other party was about the same age as himself, but Gao Jun always felt that their behavior was very retarded.

And the same Bertram. Cannon also looked at Gao Jun with a provocative expression.

When he was in Chicago, he heard his father constantly chanting Gao Jun's name, and he still had a little appreciation in his words. Cannon happened to be racing with someone else, hit and killed an old woman crossing the road, and was released on bail pending trial, when he saw him, his father scolded him, and emphasized that at the same age, Gao Jun had already started galloping in the business sea with billions of dollars in his hands, and he still had nothing to do!

Other people's children are the most likely to be jealous.

Bertram. Cannon remembered Gao Jun in his heart, and after his father went out to work, he took his girlfriend and a few friends and drove a supercar to Santa Monica City, just to meet this "child next door." ”

All he wants is to get a kind of pathological self-confidence from Gao Jun, which is why he has a bit of aggression in his words, which seems to be mentally retarded, in fact, everyone has this mentality when they say from their close friends that another person is better than themselves.

"Are you kidding?" Gao Jun smiled angrily, the business related to billions or even tens of billions of dollars in the future is Bertram. Can Cannon's words be broken? Not even the president!

Gao Jun didn't want to say more, and waved his hand, very disgusted.

"Sir, do you need our help? I'd love to do that. ”

"Tooms, if you want, of course, I don't want a few monkeys to buzz in my ears!" Gao Jun measured his body and said with a smile.

"Of course I'm happy to help."

Bertram. Seeing Gao Jun ignoring him directly, Cannon took this brisk walk, slapped his hands directly on the table, and shouted, "Hey! Bastard, didn't you hear what I was saying? ”

Gao Jun ducked back, the other party's mouth was really stinky, and he frowned, "Is this how your father educated you?" You'd better not make me unhappy. ”

"Fack..."

Bertram. Cannon scolded angrily, and before he could finish speaking, he saw Gao Jun open the drawer, grab a revolver from it, and put it on his head, "Do you want to say it again?" ”

Gun? Gun!

Bertram. Cannon had played with a lot of guns, and even experienced three days of training in Blackwater, of course, it was just a game for the rich, far from real combat, but it also made him proud enough, he thought he was at least a fighter, but now, the fighter was starting to tremble.

Only those who have been shot in the head understand that the movie is a lie, who can do it without being surprised? His pupils widened and his whole body stiffened, his eyes up, staring at the gun, his lips trembling to the point of not speaking.

"Call and let Pellet. Mr. Cannon came to take it personally, and showed him how bold his son was. Gao Jun patted the landline on the table, and smiled at several other rich second generations, "You too, if they don't come, I'll send you to Africa to sell py!" ”

…… I want to talk about "The Strongest Arms Dealer" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~