Chapter 253

Chu Feng looks at the international student. To tell the truth, he listens to the big head and doesn't ask his real boyfriend's advice. He comes to take a group photo. He's seen eating and drinking, but he hasn't seen such a cheeky girl. Chu Feng really wants to beat him up.

"Don't be afraid. I'll show you. If you speak politely, nothing will happen." For the sake of Dongfang Siyi, the international student became much more hospitable. He took out the enthusiasm of the seniors in the university to hold a big box for the younger students in the process of welcoming the new year, and led a few people to the "klelister" agency.

It has to be said that in the United States, as long as there are large-scale companies, they are relatively formal from the outside, especially their hardware is absolutely impeccable. This intermediary company, which has set up its name in Chinatown, not only occupies the best section of PROSA square, but also the building is absolutely not small, with a big sign on the door, "Klelister" real estate agency with Chinese and English characters on it.

When entering the door, the black security guard yelled very rudely, "yellow monkey, what are you doing here?"

"This is our first time." He Jie was eye to eye with the black man. He was much different in size and tonnage, but he refused to give in at all.

"Anyway, you yellow monkeys look the same. I can't recognize them."

"Nigger, your mother, I've endured you for a long time. I'm a yellow monkey. Believe it or not, I'll smack you." He Jie's face was gloomy. He glared at the black security guard. His eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.

"Who do you call a nigger? He dares to engage in racial discrimination and can't kill you."

As he spoke, the baton in the hands of the black security guard had been turned down.

Bang!

He Jie stubbornly resisted the other party's stick, and without waiting for the black man to hit it again, he jumped up, slapped the black man in the face, and glanced his opponent's head to one side.

When people are in the air, he Jie carries forward the power of his nickname "he Sanjiao" and kicks his two feet in each other's chest.

Whoosh!

The black man fell on the security machine with a heavy back. The huge tonnage made the security machine rumble and deform rapidly. By the time the black man struggled to climb up, the machine was deformed and smoking, which was obviously damaged.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..." it has to be said that the black brother is used to being overbearing and has never been so fiercely attacked. He tries to stand up, but finds that his back waist has been sprained and he will fall to one side if he doesn't need to cover it with his hands.

Just as the black man in his 40s was struggling to swing his stick down, a warm and dry hand grabbed his wrist, and then the other hand gave him a sharp lift on his waist. He Jie was a little fierce just now. If he didn't care, it might only hurt at that time, but there would be more serious uremia in the back. If it developed seriously, he might get septicemia.

He Jie just gives a lesson, not to the point of hurting people's lives.

"Ah -" when Chu Feng took the hand, the black man jumped with pain. However, after landing, he found that his waist didn't hurt at all. However, when he saw he Jie standing behind Chu Feng, he didn't know that these people were together.

Ruthlessly glared He Jie one eye, hummed after, still obediently gave Chu Feng to make way for the position.

"Wow, it's so handsome. What kind of technique did you use just now? Just pinch it and you'll get rid of the pain." Luo Jiajin, a foreign student, has a strong interest in Chu Feng's magical technique and a slight worship of Chu Feng himself.

Step, step, step!

As soon as the four entered the hall, they saw a group of people rushing out with batons.

"If you make trouble here, don't you think you can afford it?" The person taking the lead is wearing a suit. Through the badge hanging on his chest, he can accurately distinguish that this person is a real economic man. Behind him is the employee who was beaten by He Jie.

At the moment, when he arrived at his own site, the employee looked at several people with resentful eyes, especially he Jie. He Jie wanted to swallow him up.

"Boss, that's what I told you about the beater." Obviously, the employees have added fuel to report the atrocities of several people in Chu Feng, but now it's just a repetition.

"Don't leave, no one can leave!" With these words, the agent has picked up the phone and dialed a number, "officer, this is Clyde Lister real estate company in Chinatown. Some people are making trouble here..."

With these words, the agent takes the lead to sneer at Chu Feng, but does not step forward. It seems that their company culture and the tradition of being able to beep and never do anything. Yesterday, his old employee was beaten, but he just put out a word. Today, it's almost the same. When the security guard was beaten, the agent also put out a word and let the mounted police take action.

Chu Feng can't laugh or cry. He goes forward to explain, but he sees the "non cooperative and non violent" agent step back. The people around him are obviously used to doing this kind of thing. When the agent steps back, they step back at the same time.

"This corporate culture is so weird!" Chu Feng can't fight back, but he has no way to deal with his agent. He just doesn't cooperate with you. Can you really go up and fight others? It seems that this suggestion is good.

It's a pity that the United States is a legal society. If we really take the initiative, it will really make a big deal. Even so, it can be big or small.

There's really no way. Chu Feng wants to wait for the troopers to come and explain. If it's a big deal, he Jie should apologize to others. The dead child can't help but teach others. It's not good either.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo..." there was a loud siren outside. Needless to say, the mounted police came.

And then it's a bit like the picture often seen in police and bandit movies. The car stops in a hurry and makes a "squeak -" sound.

A group of troopers with shields, patrolmen with Glock 17 pistols rushed in, while still chewing gum, shouting the names of teammates, quickly looking for combat positions.

It has to be said that these American mounted police officers are of high quality and first-class tactical awareness. However, they have been in for a long time. Their walkie talkies in their hands are self-care, whistling and yelling all the time. It seems that they are very busy, which is not very different from the 500 ducks coming in.

It's kind of like taking clylister as a vegetable market.

Of course, they would be more professional if they didn't regard Chu Feng as the people who need to be protected and aim all their guns at klelister.

Agent Smith smiles. "Hello, officer Wilson. I'm..."

"Stand aside and let all your people squat down with their heads in their arms. Someone has reported that you have used violence. Now I'm detaining you with Article 327, section 42, of the criminal law of the United States for the illegal use of violence."