"And..."

Zhang Baichuan looked at an Sudong indifferent, and felt that what he said was not scary enough. He threatened: "not only do you have bad luck, but also your friends, everyone of the team, m country, you are here to play football, and there is no green card. Not to say that the law here does not protect you, it is really protected. In Los Angeles, where everyone has a gun, kill you, do you think the police can find out?"

"What am I going to do?" An Sudong's face panicked.

"Are you afraid?"

Zhang Baichuan laughed and patted an Sudong on the shoulder. "In the past, I said you had paid all the money. I'll say a few good words for you. It's not bragging. The Weilong club in Los Angeles will also give me some face. I'm here with my old brother. I promise you'll be OK."

Seeing how badly he was beaten, an Sudong almost laughed when he came to pretend to be an uncle in front of him.

What I really told him is that he is such a bull and fork. I don't think there is anything wrong with him for a long time. Can he still be hit by people with crooked mouth and eyes?

However, he intended to tease him and said, "well, please go over and help me talk about love. I'll give you the money."

"That's right!"

Zhang Baichuan burst out laughing. This was the most hearty laugh he had ever had today. He finally convinced an Sudong that he and his relatives and friends had all their money back.

His eyes turned, "but I can intercede for you. You have to..."

Speaking, he made a meaningful gesture, "you know, it's not easy for me to establish this relationship. It's a shame to help."

Do you still have face?

An Sudong wants a slap on his face. If he has a face, he will be beaten like a bird. If he has no face, he will not be killed?

"That's, that's, I won't treat you badly in the future." An Sudong gave him a reassuring look.

"Wait for me!"

Zhang Baichuan walked back and mumbled in kunke's ear for a long time. Kunke changed his face several times during the period, but fortunately, he was convinced and nodded.

"Come here!"

Zhang Baichuan waved to an Sudong, who ran to him and said, "have you talked?"

"All right."

Zhang Baichuan pushed an Sudong, "brother kunke, in my face, he gives money, this matter is over, how about it?"

Isn't that what we asked for before?

An Sudong looked at him, Zhang Baichuan also said: "as to give my brother a face, your good I remember."

He patted his chest like a big man.

"Ten million dollars, plus the signature jersey of the eighth player of your team." Kunk said.

This debt collector is a fan of elder martial brother Zhida.

An Su Dong really felt that the world was crazy. He rubbed his hands and said, "well, it's like this. If you lose money this time, I'll give you money. If other people lose money in the future, will I also give you money?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Baichuan was startled.

This boy really won't die if he doesn't want to die. At this time, he dares to bargain. He really thinks that Weilong will not dare to kill people. These are all ruthless characters who kill people without blinking an eye. If he gets angry, he can kill people with one shot.

"Am I right?"

An Sudong said with a smile: "Mr. kunke, the gamblers of the World League have gone to sea. If they all come to me, I can't afford to lose my fortune. Moreover, when I met Zhang Baichuan in the car, I also said that I believe our team can win. You don't believe us. Is it my fault if we lose the bet?"

"This..." Zhang Baichuan was speechless, wiped his forehead and looked at kunke.

"You mean, no more money?"

"I can't afford it."

Ansudong waved, "either you bet our football team, or you bet others, you don't trust us, now come to me for money, why don't you go to the peninsula team, they are too waste, so you lose, what's wrong?"

"Do it!"

Kunke is also a straightforward person. If you can talk about it well, you can talk about it. If you can't talk about it directly, you can't just lose the money of the club. In other places, they don't have enough influence. But in Los Angeles, this is their territory, so you have to do things according to their rules.

"My God, how nice of you to give money. Now, you are dead today, and I will be killed by you too!" Zhang Baichuan screamed, scared to hide.

The people on the second floor of the restaurant were also scared. They didn't know what was going on, but they heard that they were from the Weilong club. They went downstairs and left quietly.

Weilong will be the local leader of Los Angeles. Who dares to provoke them is to seek death?

"How did that boy offend the people of Weilong society?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know!"

"That kid just doesn't know how to live or die. If he offends the willon club in Los Angeles, he will die."

"It seems that he is still a Chinese. How brave he is!"

……

The crowd broke up, and on the second floor, besides Weilong club, Zhang Baichuan and an Sudong.

A group of black men surrounded ansoudong and showed their folding knives.

Even in Los Angeles, we don't use guns in normal fights. Especially in such an eye-catching place, it's better to use a knife to solve the problem.

This is very different from that in China. If anyone in China has firearms and is reported, it is a heavy sentence.

"For the last time, do you want to pay?" Kunke looked coldly at ansudong.

He didn't pay attention to an Sudong at all. It's not unusual for this Chinese monkey, even if he can jump, that is, a football player, to pee when he sees these local gangsters in M country.

"An Sudong, you'd better pay. Don't blame me for not reminding you. It's good for you!" Zhang Baichuan is jumping on one side.

I'm really afraid that ansudong will die. If he refuses to give money, he will suffer.

"The emperor is in no hurry, the eunuch is in no hurry." Ansudong gave a cut.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Baichuan's head is smoking. He is kind-hearted. When he comes to this bastard's mouth, he becomes a eunuch. Isn't he doing this for him?

He still dares to speak hard now. He doesn't know how terrible Los Angeles Veron will be. If he knows, he will lose his life.

"You just don't know what's good."

Zhang Baichuan saw it and said that no matter how much he said, the bastard thought it was farting. In his heart, it was a hate. He gritted his teeth and said, "brother kunke, fight him, fight him to death. I'll declare that this matter has nothing to do with me. It's all him, it's all his fault!"

That's mean.

"I wanted to help you pay your debts before." Ansu East Road.

"Bah!" Zhang Baichuan vomited, "who is special to use you to pay the debt, who are you special to help pay the debt, I warn you, I have nothing to do with you, you bastard, you should be killed!"