A wad of money was thrown on Anthony's body.

It was an insult to Anthony, and he was furious, even more angry than when the damn guy had just snatched the woman he had flirted.

"Are you insulting me?"

Anthony is not very burly, but he also looks quite strong, and without a strong body, he really can't hide from those debt collectors who attack you at any time.

"This money is enough for you to buy a lot of clothes, don't be ignorant."

The drunken young man smiled and said, "Isn't it enough, it's also that poor people like you can't experience the happiness of our rich people at all." ”

It only takes one glance to see whether Anthony is a rich man or not, and the young man's eyes are sharp, as if he can observe all the subtleties, and then continues:

"You can tell from the look in your eyes that you're angry, but you don't dare to do it, you sit here and smoke a cigarette and look embarrassed, I think something unpleasant happened in the bar and you're a loser."

The boy was like a mind reader, and he saw through everything about Anthony.

At this moment, Anthony is just as uncomfortable as a person without clothes and pants, and he becomes very insecure in front of this teenager, which is even more insulting than throwing money in his face.

"Damn it!"

Anthony scolded and shoved the teenager.

The boy was pushed to the ground heavily, but he was not annoyed, because the people around him would naturally solve the trouble in front of him.

Soon they scuffled together, and Anthony was no match for them at all, and was soon beaten to the ground, his face covered in blood and looking even more embarrassed than before.

People in the distance couldn't help but laugh at Anthony's embarrassed appearance.

"There is still someone who dares to go against Bruce."

A police car was parked on the side of the road, and the officer in the car leaned against the door and lit a cigarette to watch the scene, a scene that Anthony remembers firmly.

"Damn it!"

Anthony got up from the ground and found that the clothes he had just bought today had been torn, and it was stained with a mixture of dust and blood, no different from the oil of a car, except that it tasted different.

"Forget it."

Bruce, who was sitting on the steps, was helped up by two bodyguards, sat on his Bugatti, sprayed Anthony twice with the exhaust valve, and proudly left.

Anthony staggered to his feet, glanced at those who were laughing at him, and exclaimed, "Look at it, damn it!" ”

Pick up your clothes and leave.

After a few steps, Anthony looked up at the policeman leaning against the police car, he was leisurely drinking the coffee he had brewed, it was obvious that he was interested in the duel just now, and made a cup of coffee, but he didn't expect the duel to end so soon.

Anthony had a bold idea.

"Hey officer, do you have medicine in the car, I'm in a terrible pain, that damn guy is going to kill me." Anthony said to the officer in pain.

The officer glanced at Anthony and shook his head: "I don't have any medicine in the car, this is a police car, not an ambulance, if you need medicine, you should call 911." ”

"Sorry, my phone is broken, can you take me to the hospital? I'm in terrible pain right now, and I really need a doctor to help me, otherwise I'd probably die here today. "Anthony please, but the officer didn't pay any attention to it.

"Oh oh oh ~ Then you have to go away, I'm not a rescuer, and it's my time off work, I don't want to help you, it's a waste of my time to help you."

The police officer looked disgusted, pushed Anthony away with his fingers, opened the car door and sat back in the car, and quickly closed the window when he saw that he still wanted to talk.

Anthony was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to knock on the window, if this guy shot himself in the name of attacking the police, then he would be finished, let alone 20 million dollars, even the 10,000 dollars that had just been thawed would disappear!

After a few moments, Anthony re-entered the bar, ordered another drink, and glanced at the guy who had been holding a gun to his head before, still there.

It looked like he was just a bodyguard, but the happy look on his face really wanted to tear his mouth and stuff all the ice from the ice cube bucket on the table into his mouth.

After sitting at the bar for a long time, it was really difficult to get a gun.

But when I think of that heart-pounding $20,000, it's really difficult, this damn task.

Watching the time on his watch pass little by little, Anthony couldn't help but get nervous, time began to press his nerves, and he wanted to go to the toilet as soon as he was nervous.

Came to the bathroom, squatted in the pit, and looked at the phone with the broken screen.

"Hey baby, missed me? Wait for me tonight. ”

The familiar voice made Anthony jerk his head up, and listened carefully, as the footsteps got closer.

"Do you like the sound of the whip whipped on you, I love it, we can try it tonight, I think you'll be happy."

The officer's voice.

Anthony packed up and got up, opened the door, and saw that he was facing away from him, which was really a good opportunity, glanced around, grabbed the flower pot and smashed it directly.

The voice was dull and not loud, and he collapsed into Anthony's arms.

Anthony calmed down his heart, now he is a real attacker, and he must face it calmly, otherwise he will be seen through.

Then he picked him up, and the words were in his mouth.

"Don't let you drink, you're so drunk so badly!"

There was a hint of blame in his tone.

When I walked out of the door, my voice became louder and clearer, just so that others would not suspect that there was something wrong with me.

The heart was beating fast, as if someone was beating a drum like crazy, and the next moment it could break the heart.

Anthony's eyes didn't wander and looked directly at the police car in front of him.

Opening the police car door, Anthony put him in and sat in the car himself.

In the car, I felt the gun he was carrying, which was cold and a little heavy.