British 1986

"I have an appointment with someone, and we will have dinner together later."

Allen didn't want to talk to him. For this kind of thing, it was enough to come up with an idea once. If you came up with many ideas, if something went wrong next time, whose fault would it be?

When encountering these two couples, no matter how good the plan is, it will be in vain. Instead of wasting time, it is better to have fun by yourself.

Moreover, at this time, should he go to comfort Boss Cha?

Allen doesn't have that ability. He can only leave this matter open. Let Boss Cha get angry first and let him think about it. After he thinks it through and calms down, he can just say no on the way back?

Boss Cha had a gloomy face, glanced at Allen, and understood what he meant. He did not continue to force Allen. Instead, he took a deep breath and laughed at himself: "It seems that I was too impatient, okay. I'll do it myself." Adjust it.”

After saying this, Allen looked at Boss Cha in surprise.

This is right, the majestic crown prince, what can he do if he doesn’t know anything about the city, but in such a short period of time, he can calm down a little. It’s really boss Cha, he just can bear it!

"Your Highness, how about I find you an Indian actress or something, and you can also relax tonight?"

Allen winked and gave Boss Cha a suggestion.

"roll!"

Compared with Allen, Boss Cha is already considered innocent. Although he is messy, he doesn't have many partners.

And he will never mess around when he goes out. He pays great attention to his external image and reputation, and he is always scolded for this.

If he dares to be like Allen and want to have fun wherever he goes, then he doesn't have to wait for the outside media to criticize him, the Queen will make him look good.

The Queen hates the promiscuity of the men in her family the most. Although Prince Philip is the leader among them, it is because of what Prince Philip did that the Queen has a shadow on this aspect.

Allen looked at the traffic outside the window and said, "Your Highness, I will leave as soon as I get back to the hotel. You absolutely don't need to rush me."

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Boss Cha took a deep breath, glared at Allen, and bent over to touch the cigars in the cigar cabinet. He was very angry now and needed to adjust.

Tens of thousands of kilometers away from Mumbai, Los Angeles, USA.

Several Koreans, who had come to Los Angeles to rest for a while, lived in a small single-family villa arranged for them by Carl Lao in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

This is an immigrant community, new immigrants.

The security situation in the entire community is very poor, and there are also a large number of immigrants, mostly Latino and Asian immigrants, as well as some black gangsters.

Due to poor public security, the police rarely appear here, so it is convenient to hide!

It’s past eight o’clock in the evening, and Los Angeles has lost its usual hustle and bustle.

The nightlife here is very monotonous. It's not as lively as some people imagine. It's fine during the day in Los Angeles, but not so good at night.

At night, all neighborhoods are dominated by major gangs. Ordinary people, if they have nothing urgent to do and don't want to get into trouble, try to go out as little as possible, especially in the suburbs.

The street lights on the road are still on, but occasionally there are a few damaged street lights, elongating the shadows and standing quietly in the darkness.

Groups of little black men stood in the shadows under the street lights, silently watching a large Chevrolet van driving out of the villa.

Several young men looked at each other in a tacit understanding. One of them, a tall and strong young man, casually walked to the side of the Chevrolet and knocked on the car window.

Several sounds of the hand cranking were heard. The manual window was rolled up for a long time and then lowered halfway. An Asian face was sitting in the passenger seat. Before Xiao Heizi could speak, a black gun muzzle was pressed against Xiao Heizi. On Kuroko's forehead.

An English with a strange accent came out: "I count to three, get out of my sight."

"Oh oh oh! Brother, talk nicely, I'm just asking for directions."

Xiao Heizi raised his hands in an instant and gave in very cowardly. Seeing that the Asian was holding a gun against him, he made a gesture with his raised hands. Behind him, several other Xiao Heizi were preparing to surround the Chevrolet car. He ran away in an instant.

"Brother, don't shoot. If you have something to say, please speak up."

"boom!"

"Say your mother! Get out!"

As soon as Xiao Heizi finished speaking, there was a gunshot, and the bullet grazed Xiao Heizi's ear and shot out.

"ah!"

Xiao Heizi was stunned for a long time, stunned by the behavior of this ruthless Asian man. It took several seconds before he felt the pain in his ears. His left ear was smashed!

Covering his ears with one hand, Xiao Heizi bent over, screaming and running towards the shadows next to him.

The Asian man sitting in the passenger seat holding the gun watched the little Heizi running into the shadows, seeming to be pointing here and there with the others, without even taking aim.

"Bang bang bang!"

After emptying the magazine and looking at the little Heizi who screamed and ran away in embarrassment, the Asian man laughed a few times before rolling up the car window again.

Li Zairong watched the car window finally close, and then looked at the ruthless man sitting in the passenger seat, feeling a little frightened.

If it were in Korea, if someone dared to stop the car in front of him, his whole family would have been sent to prison.

But now this is America, Los Angeles, a place known as Sin City.

This is not his home. At night here, whoever has the gun, who is bold, whoever has the most people, can stand and speak!

And tonight, they need to go out to do some errands.

Li Zairong felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of the fierce Sir Carl.

He was still in Wales diligently supervising the construction of the construction site. The electronics factory was finally completed. He only used Lao Shishi as his supervisor. After a few more years of work, he could return to China.

Who would have known that within a few days of resting after Christmas, he would be taken to the United States and to Los Angeles.

Just hide in this rubbish community and keep contacting people and checking plans.

Li Zairong did not want to take any revengeful actions such as resisting or venting his anger on his compatriots.

But Old Karl made it very clear that this was a task assigned by the earl.

If he cannot complete it, if this plan cannot be completed under his full leadership.

The person who will die then

It will become Li Zairong himself!

Li Zairong didn't have to choose whether to kill others or die himself. He had no choice but to surrender.

Fortunately, Old Carl equipped him with several very capable men. Each of these people had their own skills, which made it easier for him to complete his plan.

Thinking of this, Li Zairong leaned back, thought about his plan for a while, and made an excuse to vent his anger on behalf of the Korean supermarket proprietress who failed in her appeal.

It's a very simple goal, but if you want to achieve it, you need to make some big moves.

But Sir Carl said that all he had to do was kill a few scumbags, make a little fuss, and buy him a ticket to fly back to Wales when he was done.

The entrance to Koreatown in Los Angeles.

The supermarket facing the street was the one where the proprietress was required to pay compensation after the young Heizi stole things. After the proprietress killed him, the court ordered her to pay compensation.

A hundred and fifty meters away diagonally across the road is the roof of an old four-story residential building.

Old Carl led a few of his men and stood quietly on the edge of the building. There was also a camera next to him facing the small Korean supermarket. He stood in the dark and took pictures of bright places, although the final imaging effect was not very good. , but this is enough.

"They haven't arrived yet?"

Old Carl was wearing a long fur coat and leather gloves on his hands.

In mid-February in Los Angeles, the daytime temperature is around 17 or 18 degrees Celsius, but at night it is brighter and the temperature can drop below 10 degrees Celsius. Coupled with the sea breeze, it is still a bit cool.

He is old and cannot catch cold. This is what the young master personally told him, so old Karl pays great attention to keeping warm and healthy. Everyone else present today can only wear a jacket outside, but he is wearing a long leather jacket. Coat.

"Sir, it's eight o'clock."

"Um"

There are still five minutes left until the agreed time. Koreans should be punctual.

Old Karl nodded. The whole rooftop was very quiet. Suddenly

There was a sound of slight footsteps coming from far away, and several subordinates nearby also heard this sound, and the clicking sounds were endless.

This is the sound of guns drawn and alert.

Tens of seconds later, a group of Koreans led by Li Zairong slowly appeared on the roof of the building. Li Zairong glanced around and saw the figure standing by the building. He nodded and said hello to several of Old Karl's men. He walked up to Old Karl and said, "Sir, are the plans ahead of schedule?"

"No!"

Old Carl held out his belly, put his hands in his pockets, slowly took out his arms, pointed at the Korean supermarket not far away and said: "Wait a moment, a group of black people will come here to make trouble, every night at this time these days , they will all come to make trouble, and it’s time for you to do your work!”

"Working.?"

Li Zairong looked at the small supermarket in the distance.

"Snapped"

Old Carl slapped Li Zai Rong on the shoulder very hard, turned his face to look at Li Zai Rong expressionlessly and said: "When they make trouble later, you! Go and burn down that small supermarket yourself. "

"ah???"

I thought I was taking advantage of the chaos to kill some gangsters, but unexpectedly, Old Carl asked him to burn down the Korean supermarket.

The cold sweat on Li Zairong's forehead fell instantly when the wind from the roof blew it away.

Li Zairong didn't understand why that small Korean supermarket was burned down, but he knew that if this supermarket was burned down today, there would be big trouble and the conflict would escalate!

He was resting in Los Angeles these days, and he saw many conflicts between the two sides in the newspapers.

“Don’t be mentally burdened, everything has been prepared for you, not to mention”

Old Karl patted Li Zairong hard on the shoulder again and said, "Besides, you don't have a choice, do you?"

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Li Zairong took a deep breath, looked at the small Korean supermarket in the distance, nodded and said, "I understand, I'll go prepare it right now."

Before leaving, Li Zairong's pupils shrank slightly when he saw the camera placed not far from Old Karl.

This is going to be recorded, and this guy asked him to go there in person

If this kind of video is kept, if he is exposed in the future, he will be beyond redemption.

He looked at Old Carl, and the other person's eyes were unmoved, and there was even a hint of ridicule, just like the look on a cat looking at a desperate mouse.

Gritting his teeth, Li Zairong lowered his head and turned around to prepare.

If he doesn't do it, where else can he go?

Even if he runs away, can he run away?

They dared to stand here and take pictures openly. Who knew if there was someone in the dark with a gun aimed at him?

Ten minutes later, the sound of whirring came from a distance, including bicycles, motorcycles, and pickup trucks.

More than a dozen vehicles, carrying dozens of gangsters, staggered to the gate of Koreatown. Some people took out stones from the vehicles and threw them at the small supermarket from a distance. Others took out paint and threw them at the supermarket gate. Splash on.

I watched a black man draw an extremely insulting word with red paint on the rolling door of the supermarket. The young black men around him laughed. There were also some singing and dancing people, and some people lit fireworks and threw them into the open space. .

Although there were only a few dozen gangsters, the noise they made was so loud that even people in Koreatown could hear the noise. There were already lights on the second floors of several shops inside.

Li Zairong was carrying two huge backpacks in his hands. They were filled with asphalt mixed with gasoline. Everyone knew that these were simple versions of incendiary bombs. They would explode after a while, and the asphalt inside would get on people. It can burn through bones, let alone buildings.

In addition, when this thing is ignited, it will emit a large amount of smoke and toxic gases. It is very powerful and the production cost is very low. But the prerequisite is that you must have craftsmanship and strong hands-on ability. You must understand the principles and be able to do it. .

Wearing a sloppy hat with only a pair of eyes exposed, Li Zairong took a deep breath, grabbed two backpacks and started sprinting. The few people around him didn't even notice Li Zairong. When he threw the two backpacks at the door of the supermarket, people They have all run away, but those little black guys are still singing and dancing at the entrance of Koreatown.

"Mr. Li!"

"Give me the controller!"

Since Li Zairong dared to do it, he was not afraid of trouble. He gritted his teeth and hid on the other side of the road thirty meters away. Then he took a controller with an antenna from his subordinate's hand.

When I pressed the red button above, the two backpacks seemed to have no reaction. After waiting for tens of seconds, two plumes of smoke came out of the bags.

A few young people thought that the fireworks in someone's bag had been lit, so they clapped their hands and watched the joke.

Li Zairong squinted and glanced in the direction of Old Karl, and even took off his hat to make it easier for the other party to take a picture of him. After waiting for a few seconds, there was a "bang" from the opposite side, and then another "bang".

The sound is very muffled, a bit like the sound of popcorn popping when the air pressure is not enough and the lid starts to open.

Then

Heart-rending screams came one after another. Li Zairong snorted coldly, greeted the few people who came with him, and quietly disappeared from the path into the darkness. Old Carl said he didn't need to go back until the next time the other party needed him. Whatever he does, he will be found naturally.

"I haven't had time to ask your name yet. I'm really sorry for today. His Highness suddenly has something to do. I can only follow His Highness back first."

Mumbai, Taj Mahal Hotel. After Allen arrived at the hotel, he took a shower and changed his clothes before meeting his partner and the new friend he just met today.

His previous impression of Indians was that they were dark and dirty.

But today's person's skin color is not too white, but definitely not dark. If I have to describe it, it should be the kind of wheat-colored skin that white people in Europe and America are very envious of.

Mainly because of her traditional clothing, Ellen liked it more and more the more she looked at it.

He himself likes to read Journey to the West, and now when he sees this little Indian beauty, he always feels like the holy monk has finally arrived in India.

I will unconsciously carry that BGM in my ears, that song "Digging in the sand, digging in the sand." from "Tianzhu Girl".