The bearded jacket man, as the leader, whistled to his companions. Suddenly, a dozen motorcycles drove to Qin Lang and circled around him, full of provocation.
"Hey, Yanguo boy, do you want diapers? Ha ha The bearded jacket man sneered in English.
Qin Lang and his party did not have any expression, and the expression on his face was even indifferent.
They had long known that Michigan was a mess, and that Europe and America were hostile to each other. They didn't expect to be targeted as soon as they got off the plane.
"Everybody, we don't want to make trouble. Let's go." Qin Lang said faintly.
"Go?"
At this time, the bearded jacket man took out a cigar and lit it. They are all the fast car gangs in this area. It's rare to see a group of Yanguo people in the evening. For a moment, they used their brains.
A dozen strong men stop their motorcycles and form a circle to put Qin Lang in the middle. The jacket man comes to Qin Lang with a cigar in his mouth and flicks his collar disdainfully. His eyes fall on the backpack behind him: "what's in the bag?"
Qin Lang is helpless.
He just arrived in the United States, and he came to the United States with a mission. He didn't want to make trouble.
And Long Ya, they also looked at the group of people in front of them indifferently, because this time it was Qin Lang's leader. If they were them, they would have done it long ago.
Qin Lang took out a stack of beautiful knives from his pocket and shook them: "that's all. Don't bother me."
Seeing the money, the jacket man suddenly widened his eyes.
He took the bank note in Qin Lang's hand. It was tens of thousands of dollars. It was a lot of money.
"I didn't expect to be a local tyrant." The corner of the jacket man's eye suddenly became cold. He put the money into his pocket and pointed to Qin Lang's and other people's backpacks: "leave the bag and get out."
"I advise you not to go too far, or I don't guarantee what I will do." Qin Lang's voice cooled down.
Spend money to eliminate disaster and save something. Unexpectedly, he was regarded as a coward by the other party, but he intensified.
However, the jacket man laughed when he heard this.
"Brothers, listen, this boy threatens us, ha ha!"
"Ha ha..."
In their eyes, Yan people are thin and small, dare to threaten them.
Whew!
Jacket man fiercely took out a butterfly knife from his waist and swung it. The tip of the knife was against Qin Lang's chest. His face was fierce: "I want you to put down your bag!"
Boom——
For a moment, several people behind Qin Lang sent out a strong murderous atmosphere.
Qin Lang gave them a wink to stop being impulsive and then unloaded his backpack.
"Open."
Qin Lang obediently opened his backpack, and it was full of bundles of banknotes.
"Money... A lot of money!" Jacket man's eyes are red, squatting on the ground, frantically stuffing money into his pocket.
This is also attracted by other people, one by one to see so much money suddenly red eyes, crazy grasp bundles of money into the pocket.
"And you all, open your bags!" Jacket man has been red eyed by money.
Qin Lang winked at the others, and they had to put the bag on the ground according to Qin Lang's idea.
"Go and open your bags." The jacket man couldn't help getting excited.
WOW!
A bag was opened, which was also a bundle of banknotes.
The jacket man's breathing was rapid.
"A lot of money!"
Other strong men were hungry. Some of them stuffed money into their pockets crazily, and some of them ran excitedly to open the remaining bags.
WOW!
There are bundles of money in the backpack.
"Boss, there's money in this bag!"
Jacket man put down his backpack at this time, went to the man and pushed him away heavily. Sure enough, the bundles of money in the bag hit his pupils crazily.
Jacket man took a look at Long Ya, and then came to Bai Yin. With a crash, he opened his backpack. Cm was still full of bundles of banknotes.
"You open that bag!"
A man immediately came up to Bain and opened her bag, which also contained bundles of banknotes.
"Boss, it's also money in this bag."
"Boss, it's the same here. It's all money."
One by one, the bags were opened, and there were a lot of banknotes in bundles.Jacket man hard to swallow a mouthful of saliva.
His eyes changed when he looked at Qin Lang, and he became frightened: "who are you on earth?"
Qin Lang grinned coldly: "don't care who I am. The money is in front of you. Take it if you want."
The jacket man looked at the bundles of money on the floor.
I have to say that this is definitely the most money he has ever seen in his life. It's worth tens of millions of dollars. It's not ordinary people's handwriting.
But with so much money, if you can become your own, you won't have to worry about food and clothing in your whole life.
"Think about it before you decide." Baiyin also sneered.
Click!
Jacket man suddenly pulled out a pistol from his back and pointed at Qin Lang: "quick! Take all the money
Other people react to this one after another, but they don't care what the consequences will be. One by one, they are going to run with backpacks.
At this time, Qin Lang went up with one hand on the pistol and the other hand grabbed the butterfly knife in his hand. He pulled the man's hand around his neck and wrapped his arm around his neck. The butterfly knife in his hand was on the jacket man's neck.
Bang!
Then Qin Lang grabbed the pistol again and fired a shot into the sky. Then he pointed to the others: "let's put it down!"
The sound of the gun made everyone wake up and dare not move with their money.
Qin Lang sneered. He was worried that he didn't know where to get a gun. Unexpectedly, someone sent the gun to the door.
In foreign countries, the probability of guns appearing in China is very low, and it is difficult to get guns.
But it's different in foreign countries. Foreign conflicts are basically inseparable from shooting. If you don't defend yourself with a gun, you really have no bottom in your heart.
"You die!" At this time, a man jerked out his pistol to shoot.
Bang!
However, Qin Lang was a step faster than him. The bullet hit him in the middle of the eyebrow, and the man fell down without even opening the insurance.
Hiss~
Everyone took a breath, and no one dared to move.
Qin Lang makes a wink. Bai Shi and Bai Yin react immediately and come forward to shoot them all.
"Leave the motorcycle and get out." Qin Lang pushes the jacket away.
Jacket man looked at the body of his brother on the ground. He was scared. He didn't want the car. He took a group of people and ran away.
"A bunch of trash." Qin Lang put away his pistol and put on his backpack again.
Then a group of people mounted Harley motorcycles and galloped down the street.
In the evening, Qin Lang finds a small hotel to stay, and plans to investigate the ghost noodles the next day.
"Do you have a room?" Qin Lang comes to the counter.
Counter is a bloated old man, the old man glanced at them, Yan people?
Then the bloated man ignored it.
Bang!
Qin Lang drew a pistol from his back and slapped it on the table.
The bloated man looked up at Qin Lang with disdain. Then he took out a shotgun from under the table and patted it: "what's the Yanguo pig loading? Go away!"
Qin Lang took out a pile of thick banknotes from his waist.
The murderous spirit on the bloated man's face suddenly disappeared, and he became greedy, and his momentum was obviously insufficient.