Bill found an open area where it was easy to run, and reversed the five-door car before getting out.

Arriving earlier was a red Mazda sedan and a pickup truck, and Bill didn't recognize the brand of the pickup truck, thinking it might be a niche brand in the United States.

The three people standing on the construction site are quite interesting, one is a typical American poor big fat man, the fat on his waist is decorated with a circle, and he looks like a spinning top with small head and feet.

But he didn't dress like a poor man, with a pale yellow printed shirt and contrasting gray jeans, and a pair of unrecognizable white canvas shoes on his feet.

Regardless of his posture, this big fat man looks like a college student.

This kind of outfit should be called preppy style, preppy means preppy, this style is usually the daily wear of the children of the rich elite who are going to the Ivy League school, which became popular in the seventies and has been popular for decades.

The superimposed state of the big fat man who is poor and rich makes Bill a little confused, but the second person is much more normal, a middle-aged strong man, with a leather jacket on the upper body, breeches on the lower body, and a very developed cheek raiser.

The third one was also very strange, a lean old man, with age spots all over his bare skin, dressed in black and black pants, with his hands folded in front of him, and he didn't look at anyone else, just closed his eyes and recuperate.

Of the three people, if it is pure martial arts, Bill is confident that he will take out the big fat man and the elderly, after all, Bill's size advantage is here, his ability to resist strikes is strong, and his fault tolerance rate is also high. But the middle-aged strong man is hard to say, and Bill didn't pull away much of his size advantage.

But with weapons unlimited, Bill felt that he might not be able to kill any of them.

The big fat man was undoubtedly a master of playing with guns, and Bill saw bulges in his lower back and ankles, and the old man was so calm that he probably had real work on his hands.

Not to mention the strong man in the leather jacket, Bill could see the handle of the gun pinned to his trouser belt.

In the United States, this gunfight suit, no guns still suffered a big loss.

In the future, if you have time, you have to ask Anthony to help you get a gun and a small revolver, at least not passively.

While Bill was thinking so, his employer arrived in his car.

A Toyota sedan favored by the American middle class plows a very round arc on the ground of the construction site, and then a white man with a decrepit face gets out of the car.

“OK！” The employer rubbed his hands together and then asked counterclockwise, "Gentlemen, I have called a lot of people asking for help, so I don't know who introduced you, so please tell me which kind person I have informed you of this and what skills you are good at, so that I can make a decision." ”

Introducers and letters of recommendation have really penetrated into all aspects of the United States, and even the job of giving things to the gangsters depends on the introducer.

Bill shook his head again and again, calling out the American pill.

The big fat man came first, he spoke very quickly about his introducer, and then roughly talked about the many fights and arrests he had participated in before.

Bill pricked up his ears and listened carefully, it turned out that the big fat man was doing a similar job as a private detective and a bounty hunter.

Private detectives are easy to understand, bounty hunters are a special profession in some states in the United States, with some functions of the police, can arrest people and then hand them over to the police or the magistrate in exchange for bounties, only three southern states completely prohibit the existence of bounty hunters.

The strong man in the leather jacket is also very similar, he said that he introduced his introducer, mentioned that he has good marksmanship, and he is also a good hand in fighting, and he didn't say much about the rest, thinking that there are considerations to protect the privacy of his previous employer.

The old man is different, and he is generously called "Black Mike" by the person who mixes this business, and he used to be a police officer in Massachusetts.

Massachusetts is the core of the New England region of the United States, also called Massachusetts, and its capital is the large city of Boston.

It is worth mentioning that Massachusetts and Virginia were the two main forces of American independence at the beginning, and they were also considered old revolutionary areas, and Washington was the spokesperson of the Virginia giants, and the representative of Massachusetts became the speaker of the rebellion, and the general command ability of the Sakura God Axe was forcibly lifted to the position of commander-in-chief to maintain the balance of the two forces.

Later, when he fought, he placed the battlefield in New England and New York State, especially Brooklyn, so that his hometown of Virginia was basically unaffected by the war.

In addition, Virginia later made a lot of money in the slave trade in the United States, and in the Civil War, New York and other eight states once again sided with the Virginians who advocated slavery. So the three states of New York and the six states of New England have a stronger sense of identity than the rest of the world.

There's a sense of "as long as you scold Virginians, we're good friends."

It was Bill's turn, "It was Voshel who called me, I'm an Italian, you can call me a buffalo." ”

The bartender never said his name, nor did Eddie Serrano, who asked Bill to drink, so Bill took out the tavern's last name and told the story.

He thought for a moment and described himself this way: "As you can see, I'm extremely good at martial arts, often taking down a gang member with a single punch. ”

The physique of nearly two hundred pounds makes Bill's words particularly convincing.

Before the decrepit looking employer could speak, Black Mac preemptively asked, "Which Voshel?" ”

Compared to the previous state of ignoring foreign objects, this person's anxious question showed a little abnormality, Bill was at a loss, but on the surface it was the same as always.

"Naturally, it's Jack Voshhl, in his café."

Hearing this name, Black Mike directly spread his hands and palmed his palms to Bill, "I won't have any intersection with his people, I quit." ”

He repeated the action and words to his employer again.

The weak-faced employer nodded, just now, he had decided to kick the big fat man out of the game.

"emm, if you each take twenty knives and then leave, it will be regarded as lost work."

The employer took out a twenty-dollar sheet from his wallet and handed it to the big fat man closest to him.

The fashionable big fat man took it, glared angrily at his employer, then threw the bill to the ground, turned around and got into the pickup truck of unknown brands, and drove away.

The employer picked up the twenty-dollar knife that had been thrown to the ground, put it in his wallet, and then took out another one.

Black Mac turned to leave, but was stopped by his employer, and after a hesitation, he turned around and took the bill before leaving.

He walked away, and Bill guessed that his car should have been parked a block or two away to prevent leaking his own information.

"Okay, two, let's go and deal with that group of sour pools!"

The declining employer rubbed his hands, looking like he wanted to breathe.

Bill suddenly said: "Since those gangsters don't have guns, and this friend is a person who plays with guns, why don't I do this work alone, and let you have less scruples." ”

He said this for a reason.

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