The leader was thin and tall. He was wearing a large hoodie. The hood covered his head and half of his face. He had his hands in the front pockets of the hoodie and looked like he was armed.

The man came in, saw Qiang Zai, and immediately sneered and joked, "Wow, Mr. Goose from China, have you prepared the money I want? If I don't get 3,000 US dollars again tonight, I'll give it to you Take a few bullets, throw you into the Hudson River, and let your body float back to China!"

Qiang Zai became extremely nervous for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, Ye Chen, who was already sitting at the dinner table, interrupted him and urged, "Boss, go and prepare a meal for me. I'm already so hungry that I want to hit someone."

Qiang Zai was stunned and didn't know what to do. Chen Zhaozhong on the side whispered, "Hurry up and go!"

Qiang Zai gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "Okay...I'll go right away..."

After saying that, he turned around and went into the kitchen.

When the black man at the head saw Ye Chen sending the boss to the back kitchen, he felt a little unhappy. He curled his lips and sneered, "Okay, okay, okay. It seems we have some new business to do here."

After saying that, he sat in front of Ye Chen in an exaggerated manner and said calmly, "Hey, Huaxia guy, who gave you the courage to interrupt when I was collecting protection money?"

Ye Chen smiled, looked at him and asked, "What? You don't let customers eat after collecting protection fees? Don't you know that customers are God?"

Seeing Ye Chen's joking expression, the man immediately realized that he might be with the shop owner, so he said sharply, "Boy, it seems that you don't know much about the situation here. The entire Chinatown, I mean the entire Chinatown in New York, from now on This is our Burning Angel�s territory. If you Chinese guys still want to do business here, you must pay protection fees as required by us, otherwise, I will kill you one by one!"

Ye Chen didn't take his threat seriously at all, he just raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I don't have a good temper. I hate being disturbed when eating, so I don't care if you are a burning angel or a burning wild animal." Dog, flaming rat, if you don�t quickly take your boyfriends and disappear from me, I will let you know what life is worse than death.�

"Fuck! Do you think I'm gay?" The man spat on the ground, then took out a 9-9 pistol from his pocket, held the trigger, turned it around on the table, and then pointed the gun at Ye Chen turned his head and shouted in a cold voice, "Boy, it seems you have never tasted bullets. Do you believe I will let you have a taste now?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I've made people eat shit, immersed people in iron cages and sunk across rivers, and done human body calligraphy, but I really don't know how to feed people bullets." I tried it, and since you proposed this novel idea today, we can put it into practice."

As he said that, Ye Chen glanced at the gun in his hand and said calmly, "This gun of yours should use nine millimeter bullets, right? There should be thirteen rounds in the magazine. With so many bullets, I wonder if you like to chew them?" Eat it or swallow it?"

"damn it!"

Seeing that Ye Chen was not only not afraid, but also uttered arrogant words, the black man suddenly became furious!

He used the bottom of the pistol to push all the bottles and cans on the table to the ground, then stood up, pressed the muzzle of the gun against Ye Chen's head from above, and cursed with a sinister expression, "Huaxia Dude, this is the United States, the United States of America! If you cause trouble here, no one will tell you to go back to China, but they will smash your head with a gun!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "You are so arrogant."

After saying that, Ye Chen put away his smile and said contemptuously, "But I'm not afraid!"

The man gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, are you really tired of living?"

Ye Chen spread his hands and said calmly, "I am sitting here today. No matter what kind of angel is burning or a wild dog in the crematorium, as long as you dare to come, you must kneel down and sing "Conquer" for me! Good singing , spare his life; if he doesn�t sing well, I will twist off his head and kick him from the east end of Chinatown all the way to the west end of Chinatown.�

As he said that, Ye Chen looked at his face and frowned, "Your head is not very good. It's too long and too pointed. It's more like a football. With a head like yours, you can't dribble like a football. You can only dribble like a football." Rugby is like a big kick, so I take back what I just said and say it again. If you don't sing well in a while, I will twist your dog's head off and drive from the east end of Chinatown to the west end of Chinatown!"

"Holy shit!" The man went berserk in an instant. His finger kept rubbing on the trigger. He jumped back and forth in a space of three meters to the left and right as if going berserk. He muttered the words "I'm going to kill this bastard! Immediately! Immediately!" " JrNovels.com