British 1986

"Haha, Sir Allen is serious. We in California still welcome foreign funds to come into our market to develop. Sir, you can rest assured to develop the market here. Our Johnson Fund very much welcomes your arrival."

Seeing that the atmosphere in the venue was a little awkward again, Old Johnson quickly came out to smooth things over and act like a good old guy.

Allen glanced at the old guy and also smiled.

The main purpose of meeting this group of people has already been explained. He is new here. This time he comes to develop in their area. He wants to say hello to the local snakes and make it clear that he will not steal their business.

It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not, but they must speak out first and make their position clear.

"Hahaha, old Johnson is right. We all know each other now, so let's take a seat and formally welcome Mr. Allen to the United States this time!"

Chief Baker looked at the expressions of the people around him and accepted the words. At this point, the atmosphere finally relaxed a lot. This meeting, which had been weird from the beginning to the present, finally officially started. Everyone has shaken hands now. Now that we've officially met, all that's left is to have dinner together.

At 10:30 in the evening, after the banquet, the black modified Lincoln City fleet was driving quietly on the road leading to Old Carl's suburban station.

This row of fleet looks extremely low-key. All the models are this year's new Lincoln City. Even the appearance of the cars has not changed much. The black body, silver reversing mirrors, and the very exaggerated front face of the car are all outstanding. With American car design style.

The 5.5-meter body wheelbase is not long. It can be seen through the dark glass. The two-finger-thick glass should be modified bulletproof glass.

Allen sat in the back seat, quietly looking at Los Angeles at night.

Along the way, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on both sides of the road, but most of the people who caught sight made Allen frown.

Most of them are black men!

They walked in the night, like moles on a person's body, making the whole city look like it had cancer.

Anyway, Wales is almost becoming a single-racial area. In the past two years, more people from China have come to do business. In the past few years, the percentage of white people has reached 98.7%, which is very exaggerated.

After staying in this kind of place for a long time, Allen suddenly came to a place full of sunspots, and the more he looked at it, the more he disliked it.

These people are very eye-catching!

In Allen's impression, it's not that there are no good people in their race, but

The probability of elites among them is too low. A very few elites are also mixed-race or the kind of big family that has developed over many years. They may seem to be black men, but they have become albino in their hearts.

Most of the real black men actually have a high crime rate and a low level of education. Even those who have gone to school have very poor personal qualities.

Organization, discipline, and sense of responsibility are very poor.

"Master, you have met those guys, let's follow."

Xiao Shitou drove the car himself, Old Carl sat in the passenger seat, and Allen himself was the only one in the back seat. Seeing him coming out of the hotel, Allen didn't speak a word all the way. Old Carl turned his head and couldn't help but prepare to ask Allen what was going to happen next. plan.

"These people haven't realized my strength yet. When we finish saving people tomorrow, they will really know me!"

Allen squinted his eyes and thought of those old guys. Some of them pretended to be generous, and some seemed arrogant. When they met for the first time, Allen didn't care. He would wait until tomorrow to finish the job and let them get a raise. With more knowledge, these people should know what kind of person Mr. Allen is.

"Bang bang bang!"

The car under his seat suddenly stopped. Allen would not think that someone was setting off firecrackers in the suburbs of Los Angeles in the middle of the night. There was only one possibility that could make such a sound - someone was shooting!

Xiao Shitou was a little nervous and subconsciously stepped on the brakes. Old Carl picked up the walkie-talkie and asked a few questions before turning around and said: "Master, this is quite common here. There are many people idle at night. These black dogs are eager to see people." They all grabbed one, and the car in front drove away a few people and fired warning shots."

"Is this common here?"

Allen looked at Old Carl's accustomed expression, and his heart suddenly moved. His talent as a shit-taker was suddenly ready to be used.

He found that he was still a little unaccustomed to America. He was used to living in an environment like Britain. Even though he had some stereotypes about the chaos in America, he could only feel it when he really got here and experienced it on the ground.

"Master, we are almost in the suburbs here. It's relatively remote to begin with. It's so late and most people don't dare to go out. Most of the people who can hang out on the streets now are those idlers who belong to gangs. To them...you They really dare to get close to us without shooting."

"Um"

Allen patted the back seat of the driver's seat and motioned for Xiaoshi to continue driving. After thinking about it, he suddenly asked Old Karl: "You have a very good relationship with that Chandler. How are you doing with his information?"

Old Carl subconsciously grinned when he heard Allen ask this.

This is his favorite thing about Allen, and it is also the biggest difference from the old earl.

Old Carl was born doing dirty work. Even though Allen later gave him a knighthood, no one cared about him in this three-quarter acre of land in the United States. As time went by, he always had itchy hands, but now Under normal circumstances, there is no need for him to do the dirty work himself, and Allen's property here is basically a business, with no competitors or enemies.

As a result, as time went by, Old Carl changed his mind and developed his small gathering place on the outskirts of Los Angeles into a temporary home.

Not to mention the weapons stored at home, he also began to investigate information about some upper-class people in Los Angeles. He didn't know if they would use them. Anyway, they were idle. What if his young master needed them in the future?

Most of the dirty work that the old earl asked him to do was for the sake of human life. It was simple, direct, and had no purpose, just physical elimination.

But it's different when it comes to Allen. When he kills people, or secretly messes with any family, his purpose is very clear, and he usually does it for other people's property or money.

In this comparison, although Allen has a darker heart and crueler hands than the old count, old Carl likes this kind of master, and it suits his taste.

Originally, it was normal for Allen to come out. But now that he suddenly asked about this, Old Karl probably guessed what Allen wanted to do.

"Master, the Chandler family has a total of 204 family members, 47 of whom are stationed abroad. The rest of them don't live together here in the United States, but it is said outside that the Chandler family has a large number of people. , although the assets are not the largest among these families, but in terms of manpower, they are second only to the Bechtel family."

"I have files on everyone in their family. Who do you want to know about?"

"Hahaha!" Allen pointed at Old Carl. Such an old servant is comfortable to use. He doesn't need to explain anything. He has already prepared it in advance. With such conditions, if he doesn't do something here, Does the matter not fit his personality?

"How many sons does Chandler have? Which one is his favorite?"

"this."

When Old Carl heard Allen's question, he frowned, thought for a moment and murmured: "He has three sons, but he probably likes the eldest son the most. His second son is now in France and has opened a winery of his own. It’s been a long time since I came back to see him. His youngest son is not very motivated and likes to invite a few starlets to have dance parties all day long. He basically doesn’t participate in their family business.”

"Master, do you have any thoughts about the Chandler family?"

The more Old Karl talked, the more excited he became.

"snort"

Allen squinted his eyes and looked out the window. Don't look at what Karl Lao had introduced at the banquet just now, saying that Chandler had helped him a lot and how good the relationship between the two was.

In the face of flesh, who talks about relationships with you, and talks about relationships with people in Daying? Are you still awake?

"I have the idea, but as you said, it's hard to deal with their large family. I've been so busy during this period and have been distracted by so many things. I can't bear to eat this piece of meat from their family!"

In the future, the United States will develop sooner or later. Old Carl's side is the front line. Selling medicine this time is a test of the water. What should we do after we have established a firm foothold in the future?

Do you want to do business honestly here?

Isn't this embarrassing Master Allen?

They've all entered the sheepfold. If they don't want to eat meat, what are they waiting for?

But even though he can't eat this piece of meat now, it doesn't mean that Allen can leave him alone. Since he is here, let's mess with their family first, cause some trouble to their family, weaken it first, and wait for him later Take some time and stand firm here before you can attack them.

When it comes to robbing things, Allen is still very professional. Compared with strangers and acquaintances, they will definitely rob the acquaintances first!

Even Karl Lao knows to collect information first, and Allen certainly understands this too.

"After I finish my work this time and go back, you can find time to drag his eldest son down, get him into some bad habits, and ruin him. It's such a mess here. Hmph, you can make him even more messy. It's best. To draw fire to those other families, what is the relationship between the Chandler family and those families?"

"Master, their family is in the media. If they want to hang out, they have offended many people over the years!"

"I see!"

Allen took a deep breath. It's better to offend as many people as possible. In this way, no matter who is causing trouble for their family, it won't appear too abrupt. That's good, that's good!

Old Carl's residence has now been transformed into a large villa complex that looks a bit like a manor but actually functions like a fortress.

In the suburbs, land is not so tight. After years of exclusion and acquisition, his former neighbors have either moved away actively or "by" them. There is no one else around within a few kilometers.

Theoretically speaking, this villa complex and Allen's private prison are located on the south and north of several main roads in Los Angeles heading east, making transportation very convenient.

As soon as he got off the car after entering the manor, Old Carl bent down and whispered: "Master, Cameron has arranged a small gift for you. I have already sent someone to deliver it to your room. Do you want to eat something first?" .”

"Oh? Cameron arranged it?"

As soon as Allen thought of Cameron's lewd expression during the day, he knew what this gift meant.

He rubbed his hands in anticipation and asked, "Who is here? Introduce me, actor?"

In terms of Cameron's identity, Allen subconsciously thought that he would find a certain female star in Hollywood. He should at least find out the identity of the person first. Don't wait until he goes in later and sees that she doesn't know him at all. Then What a shameful scenery.

"Well, I'm not an actress. This one is not from a particularly good background, but she has already accumulated a certain degree of fame. She only became famous this year. She seemed to have been a model before. I heard Cameron say that she was an actress, but she was A small role, not famous."

"oh?"

Hearing Old Carl's introduction, Allen became more and more curious. If she was a little-known actor, would Cameron have the nerve to send her to him?

"However, she started to transform this year. I heard from Cameron that she seems to be able to dance the feather fan dance. It is said that she is famous throughout California and has a good figure. They say she is naturally charming. She has specially prepared it for you today. Watch the show, I believe you will like it.”

About one and a half meters high, a huge goblet made of thick glass was placed in the open space at the end of the bedroom facing the big bed.

As bottles of champagne were poured into this huge wine glass, the golden wine was filled with a layer of light foam. Under the light, it looked very psychedelic, as if gold had been melted.

Dita Vantees tightened the towel around her body nervously, and looked unconsciously at the ground not far from her, where there was a pile of empty champagne bottles.

Each bottle of champagne is worth at least a thousand dollars. Now, right in front of her, more than forty bottles of such expensive champagne have been poured into it.

As if he didn't want money, the servant poured it in expressionlessly. The servant next to him opened the bottle and handed the wine conscientiously. There was also a servant with a flashlight and a net, looking at the wine glass over and over again, salvaging it. Looking at the non-existent debris inside.

"His Excellency the Earl is back, you can get ready."

A very stout maid walked up to Dita Vontes and deliberately slowed down her speech to inform her.

"Oh? Oh! Okay, got it."

Dita Vantees nervously walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror and slowly took off the bath towel. She was wearing a set of black erotic shaping underwear.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her medium-long black hair is slightly wavy covering her cheeks. Her curved eyebrows are very exaggerated, especially the lipstick on her mouth. The flaming red lips match her outfit today, which makes her look very charming. The black mole at the corner of her left eye added a touch of coquettishness to her extremely charming face.

Taking the gauze shawl handed over by the maid, which was a transparent gauze shawl inlaid with hundreds of diamonds, Dita Vantees took one last look at herself in the glasses, and then With the help of the servant, he walked down the small ladder and slowly walked into the wine glass.

Tonight, this huge wine glass filled with tens of thousands of dollars is her dance floor, and she is going to perform a private dance for a distinguished guest!

The servant helped Dita Vontes into the wine glass, packed away the remaining empty wine bottles and the small ladder, and finally turned on the lights that had been arranged in advance as required, and inspected the spacious bedroom again. Then he closed the door and waited for its owner to appear.