"Gentlemen, are you ready to continue?" Qin Lang's words were addressed to the other two Jacksons. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 It was only at this time that they came to their senses from the initial shock.

"You damn yellow monkey...... The two Jacksons dropped the object of their beating and turned to rush towards Qin Lang, but O'Connor and Duncan immediately rushed out of the crowd to block their path and aimed their guns at their chests.

Duncan went one step further and made a clear threat. "Return to where you just looked, or yours will look good."

Neither the Jackson brothers nor the onlookers expected Qin Lang to have two white helpers, but some well-informed people had remembered what they had just heard about a Chinese armed man entering Los Angeles with two white men.

Obviously, they are the three people they are now.

People began to whisper. Of course, the central topic is their identity, and as for how to resolve the dispute between them and the Jackson brothers, this is no longer the focus of attention.

Qin Lang began to realize that he had made a mistake. He really shouldn't have been involved in this dispute. The L.A. angeles were already talking about him, O'Connor, and Duncan, and they would soon find out what they were doing in town, and they would know what he had bought—especially the three green hoods, which the old tailor would probably never forget until he died.

It's bad, and once they commit a robbery in San Francisco, the police find clues very quickly.

"Impulsiveness is the devil." He sighed.

The two Jacksons he had put a gun to his head heard them, but they didn't hear them clearly. "What?"

"Impulsiveness is the devil." Qin Lang repeated. Of course, this time he was speaking to the Jackson brothers. "Do you know why I say that? If you hadn't been so impulsive, you wouldn't have beaten my poor fellow man in the streets, and you wouldn't have attracted so many onlookers, and certainly not my attention. And if I hadn't noticed, I wouldn't have intervened, and I wouldn't have put a gun to your head, and the whole thing certainly wouldn't have become as unmanageable as it is now. ”

Regrettably, none of the four Jacksons took his counsel seriously.

The Jackson, who was under O'Connor's aim, said viciously, "You damn yellow monkey, and you two bastards, you'll know who's better in a minute......

"There's no point in talking about it, Mr. Jackson." Qin Lang replied contemptuously, "Now we have the advantage. And, I am responsible, to tell you that if your mouth is still so unclean, God will have to listen to your confession himself. ”

"Are you threatening me, Yellow Monkey?"

Qin Lang shook his head. "I never threaten anyone, and everything I say is true."

O'Connor knows this. He grinned. "I can guarantee that, Mr. Jackson."

"Admittedly, Mr. Jackson," Duncan also whistled, "it's your right to swear, and it's my freedom to pull the trigger." ”

The Jackson brothers were indeed frightened by these three fierce guys - after all, they were nothing more than the lowest level of ruffians in Los Angeles, not even the underworld, and now they had to be good children when they met three fast gunners who threatened to speak with bullets at every turn.

But that doesn't mean the matter has been resolved. After all, the Jackson brothers are locals, and there are other ways they can turn things around when they can't solve the problem themselves.

For example, the power of government.

"Alright, boy, we'll see." Four Jacksons called out at the same time, "The police will be there soon." ”

The police? O'Connor and Duncan immediately began to worry. They didn't want to be seen by the police at all, and even though this was Los Angeles, only God knew if their case in Sacramento and San Francisco had reached the ears of the Los Angeles police — if the answer was yes and the police who came to deal with it happened to recognize them...... Or if someone recognizes them after they are taken back to the police station by the police, then it will be a big problem.

Seem...... Should get out of here immediately.

"Qin, we'd better leave now." Duncan whispered to Qin Lang, "Police ......"

"You just have to be optimistic about Mr. Jackson, Duncan." Qin Lang interrupted him sternly, "The police handed it over to me." ”

"Do you have a way to deal with the police?" O'Connor asked.

"There's exactly one."

"Hopefully not the one you use the most, dear."

"Don't worry, Mr. O'Connor, I'm not the kind of person who only knows how to deal with problems with my fists." Qin Lang replied comfortingly, and then he shifted his attention to the unlucky "compatriot" [should be the "ancestor"] who was beaten just now.

He was able to move, crawling around on the ground to collect the luggage that was scattered around. This couldn't help but make Qin Lang feel a little frustrated - now there were seven people facing each other nervously because of him, and the situation could get out of control at any time, in this case, the first thing he should care about should not be his luggage no matter what, right?

But the hapless compatriot seemed to be unaware of what was going on around him, and was busy collecting his belongings, then slowly repacking them, and finally ......

Thankfully, just when everyone thought he was going to leave, he hobbled up behind the Jackson brothers with his luggage on his back and said in English that he was not yet proficient in, "I owe you money for the house, and I will try to earn money to pay you back in the future." ”

Qin Lang almost fainted.

Not only him, but O'Connor and Duncan's bodies shook a few times.

Even the Jackson brothers were dumbfounded.

"Why should I help him?" Qin Lang asked himself, now that he felt more and more that he had made a big mistake, and then he shouted angrily: "You idiot, how could you still think of paying them back?" ”

But he didn't seem to understand at all. "Isn't it a matter of course to pay off debts? Also, my name is Yi Shui, the word is Yu, and I am not a fool. ”

Perhaps because he saw that Qin Lang was Chinese, or because he felt that he could not express himself in English, Yi Shui spoke Chinese - so no one except Qin Lang knew what he was talking about. "What did he say?"

"He's saying his name."

"What's the point?"

"Ask God!" Qin Lang really wanted to hit someone now, he really wanted to, he really didn't expect the first compatriot he met to be like this...... To put it mildly, it is also pedantic. "Listen, Yi Shui, you don't need to pay back these four guys, there's no need to pay back a penny." "You are being blackmailed by them, and the rent is too expensive," he explained in Chinese. ”

"Expensive? But when Uncle Liu introduced me to their house and told me that the rent was $60 a month......

And such an insider? Qin Lang blinked. "You don't think the Jackson brothers are giving you a discount by charging you fifty dollars, do you?"

"Isn't it?"

"Do you think you're staying in a luxury hotel for fifty dollars a month?"

"I'm ......" Yi Shui's face turned red. In fact, even though he had been in the United States for several months, he still had no idea about "fifty dollars" - during this time he had been in his room to tutor in English, had never been on the street at all, and everything he needed was bought by the Jackson brothers or Uncle Liu......

Only God knows how much he was blackmailed by them.

"My God......" Qin Lang could only sigh like this. You're just a cute little sheep, easy to water. This time, he was in English.

"Wait a while and sigh at your little fat sheep, Qin." Duncan called, "Now that your people can go, I think we'd better get out of here." Even with Qin Lang's assurance, he was still worried about the police.

But the Jackson brothers were already laughing. "Boy, you can't go anywhere."

Then, Qin Lang heard his familiar shout. "Police! Don't move, put the gun down-"