Chapter subtitle: Slap Him in the Face!

"Do you think of this as a brotherhood?"

John McCall immediately retorted: "SIR, I'm sorry for making you unhappy, we two college students." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but I can't chat with my client? ”

"Seriously, even if the sandwich is so unpalatable, it doesn't taste much better." He picked up the freshly burned coffee on the table, frowned and sniffed, "But even the coffee is so bad, I really don't know if it's coffee or muddy water?" ”

The rich three generations put on a nasty posture unique to the rich N generation and said: "NYPD is abusing criminals and ...... Do you guys? ”

In fact, in addition to the lack of some talent in picking up girls, this little fat man is still very smart, otherwise he would not have been admitted to the New York State lawyer's license.

He fully understood what Yuan Yanqian meant, so he made this deliberately provocative appearance.

"You're right, Neo...... Neo?! ”

And our Master Yuan was stunned and didn't say a word.

Mr. Lawyer, who finally realized that something was wrong with him, anxiously asked, "Neo, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Oh! Oh! Oh! ”

Yuan Yanqian turned his head to look at him with a blank gaze, and his mouth was grunting meaninglessly.

"Neo, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

Master Yuan suddenly grabbed his throat, and a look of extreme pain appeared on his face.

"Neo, Neo, don't scare me!"

Just when John was at a loss, his client's eyes turned white and he looked like he was about to burp.

"Neo...... You're choking?! ”

"Hmmm! Well! Well! ”

The Chinese, whose faces were purple, nodded again and again with the only remaining consciousness.

"Neo, open your mouth!"

"Slow ......"

John was so frightened that he didn't even care if Agent Aiden stopped him. He picked up the cup on the table and poured the coffee into Yuan Yanqian's mouth at once......

A piping hot cup of coffee!

"Brother Leo, why did you let federal agents try that case? You NYPD are not nobody? ”

"Donald, this case may not be as simple as you think, so it's better to be cautious."

"My Director, haven't you and I been under pressure enough these past few days? If you're a little more cautious, don't do anything with you, the director, and me, the district attorney. ”

"Donald, don't you know about this China man's heroic deeds at NYU this morning?"

"This ...... I've also read the morning paper. It's just a China man with a little money. ”

"Donald, a China man who can donate half a million dollars at once is not easy to deal with."

"I see, that's why you let federal agents interrogate him. Hahaha, I really want to learn more from you, brother......"

While Prosecutor Donald Ramsey and Director Leo Hill were drinking in the conference room, an NYPD burst in without even knocking on the door.

I only heard him panting and saying, "It's not good, it's not good......"

The two stood up in surprise and asked in unison, "What's wrong?" ”

"That China man......"

"What's wrong with that chima man?!"

"Could that chima man have already confessed?" A reporter who was waiting for news in front of the police station smoked a cigarette boredly and casually asked a colleague next to him.

And the colleague with the camera had already seen Master Yuan's demeanor this morning, and he slowly shook his head and said, "That China...... Well, Chinese is not as simple as you think. ”

The guy who smoked was quite angry, and said disapprehantly: "Aren't there just two yellow people with stinky money?" What's the big deal! ”

"Two stinky money? Hehe. The photojournalist glanced at him and said, "That's half a million dollars!" You and I may not make that much money in our lifetimes. ”

"But ......" When he thought of the figure of 500,000 US dollars, the benevolent brother was also speechless, so he had to mutter, "It's just a Chinaman......

"Toot toot!"

At this moment, a car horn sounded in front of the police station, and several small cars came at the same time.

"Heck, the New York Times reporter Mr. Stephen is here too."

"It's only natural for him to have such a big case...... Look, isn't that Mr. Pulitzer, the editor-in-chief of Le Monde? I didn't expect him to come in person. That's kind of weird. ”

"yes, does he need to be there for a press conference? There's something wrong with that! ”

Not to mention that these two little reporters felt weird, even the big reporter of the New York Times was taken aback.

He took off his hat and greeted, "Mr. Pulitzer, why are you here in person?" ”

Mr. Le Monde's editor-in-chief snorted and said, "Mr. Stephen, I haven't been to a press conference for a long time, so let's feel the atmosphere." ”

And the one who could be a big reporter for the New York Times was also a human being, and he immediately realized that the old guy was lying. Was this press conference important enough for the chairman and editor-in-chief of Le Monde to attend in person?

Could it be that the other party has some information that we don't know?

Just as Mr. Stephen was thinking about how to get something out of Mr. Pulitzer's mouth, a small reporter rushed over out of breath, pointed behind him and shouted, "Back door!" ”

Back door?

The reporters present immediately reacted and rushed towards the back door of the metropolitan police station with a hula la. Even Mr. Pulitzer and his daughter, as well as Mr. Stephen, were no exception.

When the group of reporters arrived, they happened to see several men in civilian clothes rushing out of the building, and there was a wounded man among them.

This wounded man is our Master Yuan. He was originally a handsome old man, and he was also the kind of cream boy who was popular in both the East and the West at that time, and he would definitely be able to become a male god.

Otherwise, how can there be a saying in the future, "Wang Zhou, Jiang Zhangmei, not as good as Jiang Zuo and Xiao Yuan"?

It's just that Yuan Yanqian himself doesn't like this sentence very much, a traitor with a brain in water, a waste wood with a brain in water, and another who is just singing, can these three still be compared with themselves?

As for the military path killing boxing and piercing Lin Bei's legs, of course, I can barely make it together. (note 1)

It's just that now this cream male god is almost cooked!

Well, it's actually a mouth burn. His mouth was like a pig's mouth, red and swollen. The organ that was so vital to him...... Well, one of the two is even more of the hardest hit area, and he can't close his mouth when it's swollen.

In addition to the burns, the dying Master Yuan's mouth kept flowing bright red blood. This is the result of him accidentally biting his tongue just now.

So in the eyes of everyone outside the police station, this Chinese seems to have been tortured!

Mr. Pulitzer, who was out of breath, looked at his daughter, who was fiddling with the camera in a panic, and shouted, "Slap him in the face!" ”

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Note 1: If you really can't understand some of the black words, please leave a message in the book review area. Even if I don't see it, I think there must be enthusiastic people among the patients who will reply.