The Strongest System of American Anime

Chapter 208

"By the way, buddy, I don't know how much you paid for this custom-made suit?" Locke asked with disdain, and took a sip of Lafite red wine after asking.

In Locke's view, a poor Chinese man riding a motorcycle and wearing a suit of an unknown brand can cost a few hundred dollars.

He deliberately used this excuse to humiliate Hannah's boyfriend.

Hearing this, Qi Yu snorted coldly, and stretched out three fingers to Locke and Evelyn: "Would you believe me if I said that my suit is worth 300 million US dollars?"

"puff!"

Qi Yu's answer instantly made the red wine in Locke's mouth spurt out.

Locke pointed at Qi Yu's suit with a big smile on his face, "Your suit is worth 300 million dollars? This is really the biggest joke I've ever heard in my life! Hahaha!"

"Tch." Qi Yulen snorted, with a rather calm expression on his face, "With the narrow vision of a mundane person like you, you wouldn't believe that the suit on me is worth 300 million US dollars."

In fact, Qi Yu did not lie, and there was no exaggeration in it.

This suit is a special suit that Qi Yu asked Doctor Doom, the most knowledgeable among his three servants, to help him tailor-made for him.

Its material is made of extremely tough composite materials, coupled with Dr. Doom's consecration, it can resist most physical attacks, chemical attacks, and even magical attacks.

The most basic material costs alone add up to 300 million U.S. dollars. If other expenses are included, it may not be worth 1000 million U.S. dollars.

But after hearing Qi Yu's words, Locke and Evelyn held their stomachs and laughed wildly, as if they had heard a big joke.In fact, it's just my lack of experience and shallow knowledge.

Bob and Serena on the side immediately felt contempt for the price of 300 million US dollars quoted by Qi Yu.

'A suit is just clothes after all, and the most expensive suit in the world is far less than 300 million US dollars. '

'You braggart, you have to talk about some basic common sense, okay? '

"Oh, Hannah, I didn't expect that the boyfriend you found would be such a superb guy..."

Thinking of this in their hearts, Bob and Serena couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

She was covering her belly and laughing when suddenly, Evelyn's cell phone rang.

Evelyn tried her best to suppress the smile on her face, but no matter how hard she tried to suppress it, she couldn't help but maintain a smile.

When she took out her mobile phone from her pink bag and saw that the caller was from a well-known director of a second-tier entertainment company, the sneer on her face stopped abruptly and vanished into thin air. .

"Director Koel?"

Seeing the contact's note name, Evelyn's expression immediately became serious.

Director Ke Aier is a director of a second-tier entertainment company in the United States, and she is just a small peripheral model. Although she has always wanted to squeeze into the entertainment circle, she has only worked on a small third-tier movie in the past two years , I was a female N number and showed my face for a few minutes.

Last month, she formally dated Locke. Last week, Locke took her to a local high society reception in Brooklyn. At the reception, she deliberately created an opportunity to strike up a conversation with Director Ke Er. The person got his mobile phone number in his hand.Now the other party called her personally, which made her overjoyed.

'Director Koel called me, maybe he wanted to invite me to participate in his new movie? '

'oh!God!If that's the case, that's pretty cool! "

'Director Ke Aier is quite well-known in the film and television industry, and the film and television dramas he directed are at least at the second-tier production level, haha, I'm so lucky! '

Dreaming happily in her heart, Evelyn hurriedly left the noisy box, came to a quiet corner in the corridor outside, and pressed the answer button impatiently.

"Hi, hello, are you Miss Venus?" A middle-aged man's voice, which was more forceful, drifted into Evelyn's ear curtains.

"Well, hello, I'm Evelyn Venus, may I ask if you are..." Evelyn asked politely. In fact, she knew that the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was Director Ke Er, but deliberately Just pretending not to know, after all, she was secretly looking for someone to come to this phone number.

"I'm Jere Keel, the director of Canary Entertainment Co., Ltd." Director Keier replied.

"Oh! My God! You are the famous director Koel! It's unbelievable! A big man like you actually called me..." Evelyn's tongue is very slippery, and her skill in flattering is very good. First class.

"..."

After the phone call, Evelyn jumped up for joy.

As expected, director Ke Aier called him, and he really wanted to invite him to participate in a movie, and it was a second-tier film project.

More importantly, director Ke Aier promised that he would arrange himself to be the third female lead in this movie!

"Lord, I'm number three! I'm going to be famous!"

Evelyn couldn't help raising her arms and cheering, and even her walking posture clearly had her head held high, as if she had become a popular starlet.

Evelyn walked with her head held high and her chest held high, with a proud and confident look. As she walked, she accidentally stepped on the instep of a person walking from the left side of the corridor.

This is a blond and thin man in his 30s, walking well, but Evelyn walked with her eyes above her head, and she didn't see the person coming next to her, so she stepped on his instep.

However, Evelyn came to accompany her boyfriend Locke to the high school reunion, and she was still wearing those very pointed high heels, which made the blond and skinny man so painful that he cried like hell.

"Bastard! You don't have eyes when you walk!"

The strange thing is that it is not the blond thin man who was stepped on the instep of others, but Evelyn who stepped on someone else's instep.

"Bichi! Keep your mouth clean!"

The thin blond man jumped on one leg, rubbed his instep that was sore from being stepped on by the toe of the high heels, and pointed at Evelyn opposite him and cursed angrily.

It was obvious that the other party didn't have long eyes when walking and accidentally stepped on him. Instead of apologizing to himself, he even insulted him, which made him very annoyed.

"Who are you calling Bichi? Do you know who my boyfriend is? Believe it or not, I asked my boyfriend to tear your mouth apart!"

Evelyn angrily threatened the blond man that if he disagreed with him, his boyfriend Locke would come over and teach the skinny man a lesson.

Locke is a 1.8-meter-five, muscular tough guy, not to mention the number two member of the Hungry Wolf gang in Brooklyn, with dozens of people under his command. Isn't it easy to teach this blond and skinny guy a lesson?

From Evelyn's point of view, nothing would happen even if the other party was crippled. After all, Locke had done such violent things before.

"Hehe, who is your boyfriend that makes you so confident?" The blond thin man glared at Evelyn viciously, with a hint of disdain on his face, making it a little unpredictable.

As he spoke, the blond man reached out and grabbed Evelyn's arm with a fierce look in his eyes, "I don't care who your boyfriend is, unless you apologize to me now, I will not only not let you go, but also Sell ​​you to a nightclub as a prostitute!"

"Let go of me, you bastard!" Evelyn struggled hard, but it's a pity that she is a girl, not as strong as the thin blonde.

Fortunately, Locke soon heard her shout and ran over aggressively.

After running over, without saying a word, he directly punched the skinny blond man in the face, smashing the skinny blond man's lips to bleed, and several teeth fell out.

"Oh! My God!" Due to the severe pain, the thin blond man let go of his hand, covered his mouth and wailed.

After Evelyn broke free from the thin blond man's hand, she immediately raised her high-heeled foot, and deliberately stomped on the thin blond man's instep again, causing him to moan louder and louder in pain.

"Trash, how dare you bully a woman! And she's my woman!"

Locke kicked the skinny blond in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

Finally, he spit on his face, and then took Evelyn's hand, and the two left the corridor arrogantly, and walked to the 404 luxury box.

The blond thin man lying on the ground was covering his stomach that hurt from being kicked with one hand, and wiping the blood from the ruptured lip with the other hand. His eyes were fixed on the number of the private room that the two of them entered.

"Room 404, I remember, you wait for me!" The blond thin man spat bloody phlegm on the floor, whispering to himself, with a hint of cruelty flashing across his face.

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(End of this chapter)