A month ago, David was attacked by Asians at a tavern in Los Angeles and nearly lost his life. To this day, the wounds on his body have not healed, and every time it rains, the back of his head and spine still ache from time to time. And right now it's the horrible Asian guy pointing a pistol at his head!

A dense layer of sweat oozed from David's forehead, and wet sweat poured out of his chest and back. He knew what kind of person the other party was, and even if he didn't have any weapons in his hands, he wouldn't let him get out of his residence alive. His only hope now is to wait for help. He never doubted the combat effectiveness of the "Predators" and the loyalty of his subordinates.

There was another earth-shattering explosion, and David's ears buzzed. This time he heard it clearly, the explosion was coming from the distillery, from the drug production and processing plant below the distillery to be precise. Apparently, the attackers, numerous and well armed, were destroying his workshops and various facilities, destroying his hard work and all hopes.

David has experienced countless storms and waves in his life, and has experienced countless reefs and dangerous shoals, because of God's favor, he can always turn evil into good fortune and become auspicious. He firmly believes that even if years of hard work are ruined, even if he loses all his capital in gambling, as long as he is alive, there will be a time to make a comeback. Thinking of this, he stabilized his mind and said:

"It's been a long time! Heroes in the tavern! ”

"Your Excellency really has good eyesight. If you are a little smarter, you will remember that this is the third time we have met. ”

"Third meeting?" David looked at Ren Fei suspiciously.

"Isn't it? Your Excellency bloodbathed a Chinese shop in Chinatown and killed people for no reason, so quickly forgot? ”

When David heard this, many bloody images poured out in front of his eyes like lightning.

It was the eve of May Day, and there was wind and rain, lightning and thunder. David's car stopped in front of a Chinese shop. Two days ago, he was paid for protection here, but he was humiliated and almost arrested by the police who rushed to hear the news. Today he personally went out to see if this daring Chinese had eaten bear heart or drunk leopard gall.

The owner of the shop, Huo Yufu, is fifty years away, has a straightforward temperament, and claims to be the descendant of Huo Yuanjia. The proprietress is surnamed Hu, in her forties, skilled in business, and has a good reputation in Chinatown. Although the Huo family is the third generation of M Chinese, they still maintain Chinese traditions in their living habits, and their families and friends always gather together on important holidays to enjoy family fun. On this day, Huo Yufu invited the eldest brother, sister-in-law, aunt and their children to come to the house as guests, and more than a dozen people of all ages and children formed a big circle, changing the cup and talking about the past and the present, and the scene was very lively.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Huo Yufu's family banquet had come to an end, and three black-clothed men with gloomy faces suddenly broke in.

It seems that the person is not good, Huo Yufu's wife greeted him:

"Excuse me, gentlemen, is there something wrong?"

David's gloomy gaze swept over everyone in the restaurant, and finally fell on Huo Yufu:

"Are you Huo Yufu?"

"Not bad!" Huo Yufu patted his wife on the shoulder and motioned for her to sit in her seat.

"The day before yesterday, you refused to pay the protection money and reported the case to the police?" David pointed the muzzle of the black hole hole at Huo Yufu's temple.

"Not bad!" Huo Yufu glared at David without showing weakness:

"Why do you want protection money? What have you protected? Is there such a law in country M? ”

"That's it-" David's fingers snapped lightly, the pistol rang out, and Huo Yufu fell in response, and red blood-white brains spurted to the ground.

After a while, everyone who was already stunned reacted, and a heart-rending cry suddenly sounded in the room.

The heart-rending cry alarmed Liang Tianyu, who happened to be passing by here. He didn't have time to think, so he asked the driver to wait outside, and ran into Huo Yufu's shop alone.

In the shop, David radiated blue light in his eyes, and he was still holding his dark 92F pistol in his hand. The two black-clad killers who followed David did not raise their guns. They like to use their fists and kicks, because the whirring punches and kicks can reflect a kind of skin-to-skin pleasure.

The bloodshed in the shop angered Liang Tianyu, kicked David's 92F pistol away, and then kicked David's lower abdomen, followed by another punch, and went straight to David's face.

At the same time, Huo Yufu's nephew Huo Gang, who was covered in bruises by the two black-clothed killers, saw that the pistol kicked away by Liang Tianyu happened to fall at his feet, and hurriedly grabbed it, fired a shot at the bald head of the black-clothed killer, and fired a shot at the chest of another black-clothed killer. The two shots resulted in the lives of the two black-clothed killers, and Huo Gang was about to fire the third shot, but David and Liang Tianyu were entangled together, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Police lights flashed outside the shop, police cars roared, and the police arrived. Although David was unwilling, he did not dare to openly confront the police after all. He left Liang Tianyu behind, put aside the two black-clothed killers who were shot, and slipped out alone.

Afterwards, David sent a large number of men to carefully search for the whereabouts of the young man who attacked him. Time passed, and still no clues could be found. Just when David was losing patience and getting restless, Andrew brought him the exact news. The young man's name was Liang Tianyu, who was from China and was studying at the Los Angeles Institute of Technology. David clenched his teeth as he listened. The most hated thing in his life was the Chinese, and his family had a bitter hatred for the Chinese. The primary goal of his predator was to deal with Chinese people around the world. He vowed to capture Liang Tianyu alive, to trap Liang Tianyu like a cat and mouse, until he was tired of playing and couldn't play new tricks, and then executed Liang Tianyu with the oldest and most cruel car crack in China. So he opened his net in Los Angeles.

A month ago, David finally discovered Liang Tianyu's whereabouts. On that day, he returned to Los Angeles from London, England, and accidentally ran into Liang Tianyu in the parking lot. He repeatedly observed the young man in white costume from different angles. The slightly dark face, slanted eyebrows, deep eyes, and tall figure were the same Asian who almost killed him in the Huo family shop in Chinatown.

David was surprised and delighted, and his joints gurgled all over his body. He saw Liang Tianyu take his girlfriend into a white Cadillac, and shouted in his heart, "Boy! You can't run away even if you get on the plane! He activated the extended black Lincoln and bit down on the white Cadillac.

After a chase that was fast and slow, Liang Tianyu's Cadillac stopped in front of a tavern. David's Lincoln also stopped in front of the tavern. David walked into the tavern with his two assistants. Liang Tianyu was nowhere to be seen in the tavern, only his girlfriend sat alone at a dining table. David's heart trembled: Could it be that he ran away! David's blue eyes looked around, his mind racing. Liang Tianyu's girlfriend is here, and Cadillac is also there, so it is impossible to escape. David sat down beside the girl with a grin, crossed his legs and waited for the prey to enter.

The tavern door opened, and David and the girl glanced at each other at the same time, feeling an inexplicable sense of disappointment. It wasn't Liang Tianyu who came in from the outside, but an Asian with an obscene face. The Asian-American wears a gray jacket with wide-rimmed black glasses on the bridge of his nose, gray sideburns, and a few uneven strands of beard on his chin.

The situation of the Asian was strange, there were many empty tables and chairs in the tavern, but he didn't go, he came to the girl, and looked at David.

David was furious and raised his fist and threw it at the Asian American.

"M countryman, want to fight? Come on! The Asian didn't dodge either, blocking David's fist with one hand and sweeping the other lightning toward his face. The shot is too fast, too powerful, just listen to "Smack!" With a crisp sound, David felt a sharp pain, and his eyes were dark.