Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 222 He Doesn't Look Like an Actress
"Bullet armor."

Chu Zihang replied calmly.

"Come to travel and wear body armor?"

The guard looked like you were kidding me.

"We heard that the law and order abroad is not very good."

he said tactfully.

The guard looked at Chu Zihang, who was 1.9 meters tall, and Lu Mingfei, who was [-] meters tall, and smiled.

Who will rob you unless his brains are sucked dry by those dudes.

Just as the guard was about to say he couldn't wear this in, a stack of banknotes flew into his pocket by itself.

"go in."

He coughed and stepped out of the way.

After entering, it was still the same routine as Juarez. A bunny girl came over and asked them how many chips they wanted to change.

Chu Zihang directly swiped [-] US dollars in chips, which was already considered a lot in a non-border city like Culiacan, and immediately attracted the attention of others.

The three of them sat down and started betting. They were playing Texas Hold'em, with a handful of blinds.

This kind of play naturally loses more and wins less, and quickly loses more than half of the chips.

"It's so boring, isn't there anything interesting here?"

The crow pretended to throw away the chips in annoyance, and shouted loudly.

"Sir, what do you want to play? I have a lot of good women here."

A thin monkey-like guy got ahead of the others and got next to them.

"Women? If you want to play with women, why should I come from Japan? I want good things, good things that Japan doesn't have, do you understand?"

Crow said with a look of disdain.

Japan's entertainment industry is also famous in the world. The thin monkey rolled his eyes and took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained colorful candies.

"Then would you like some refreshing candy?"

The crow took the bottle, poured a grain into his hand, and then stuck out his tongue to lick it.

"Pooh."

He spat on the floor.

"Just use this stuff to fool me? 90% of it is sugar!"

Crow's head threw the bottle on the skinny monkey.

90% of candy is sugar, but the thin monkey understands such strange words.

He caught the bottle in a hurry and said with a playful smile.

"Sir, you are really a connoisseur. I also have good products here, but it is not easy to sell them in the market. I will take you to a good place, where there are wine, women and good things. You will like it."

"Hey, Pino, grab a customer in front of me, don't you want to live?"

The person patrolling the field said dissatisfiedly.

"This gentleman has already spent tens of thousands of dollars with you. What's the problem if you want to spend in another place? Everyone is a brother of a gang, so you can't stop me from making money, right?"

Pino said confidently.

He seemed to think that what he said was also reasonable, and the people who patrolled the field snorted and ignored them.

After exchanging the chips for cash, Lu Mingfei and the others followed Pino out of the jam.

Pino called for a blue Passat and drove the three of them to another block.

The white villa stands in the center of the open space, forming a strong contrast with the low bungalows next to it.

"Gentlemen, here we are. This is the city that never sleeps in Culiacan, a paradise for all men."

Pino exaggeratedly introduced.

Led by him, the person in charge of soliciting customers, the guards at the gate of the villa did not search them.

As soon as you enter the villa, you will be greeted by a mixture of heat waves and multiple smells.

The hall was filled with semi-naked or fully naked men and women, in pairs or in small groups.

Some are eating and drinking wantonly, and some are connecting like no one else.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang showed disgusted expressions, which were instantly captured by Pino, who had been paying attention to them.

"Gentlemen, if you don't like the environment in the hall, there are special boxes upstairs."

He said right away.

"OK."

Chu Zihang nodded.

Under the leadership of Pino, the three passed through the people who had turned into beasts and walked up the stairs.

Entering the box, the heavy door is closed, and the hustle and bustle outside is isolated.

"What would you like to drink? We have top-quality whiskey and brandy here, as well as local tequila."

Pino said.

Tequila is the national drink of Mexico, known as the soul of Mexico.

As early as the third century AD, the Indian civilization living in Central America had already invented the technology of fermenting agave to make wine.

After the western colonists brought distillation technology, agave fermented wine was upgraded to distilled wine and became popular all over the world.

And Mexicans often like to put some weird things in agave, such as lemon and sea salt, which are normal, and gunpowder and insect larvae, which are outrageous.

"Three shots of tequila, and something to drink. Don't fool me with the trash this time, or I'll blow up your store."

the crow threatened.

He is seriously the confidant of Master Hedao, and the tone of the local ruffian is so vividly imitated, as if he is not imitating.

"Don't worry, our products here are all the best."

Pino assured, patted his chest.

He used the phone in the room to call out, and soon, someone knocked on the door.

"Three glasses of tequila, a package of appetizers, a total of five thousand dollars."

said the waiter carrying the tray.

Chu Zihang took out cash to pay, while Wu Ya picked up a glass of tequila from the plate and drank it down in one gulp.

After smacking his lips twice, he picked up the appetizer and took another sip.

"Hey, you guys made this out of cornmeal."

He said with disgust.

"Impossible, sir. The purity of this bag is at least 90%. If you don't believe me, we can test it on the spot."

cried Pino.

Guests can say that the wine is not good, but they cannot say that the appetizers are not pure. They sell this glass of wine just for the appetizers.

"I have tasted better than yours at any place in Tokyo."

Crow pouted.

"Sir, you must be joking. We also know Japan. If your government does not support this, how can it be comparable to Mexico."

Pino retorted.

If he is uneducated, he doesn't know that Japan prohibits addiction. To be an addict is to master the market.

"I'm not kidding, just last week in Ginza, I drank a kind of red wine, and I can't forget the taste until now."

The crow tore off his shirt, exposing his ferocious tattoos to everyone.

Pino was a little confused, but the eyes of the waiter serving the plate changed slightly.

"Later, I went to Ginza and went to all the places in Tokyo, but I couldn't buy that kind of wine anymore. I heard that Mexico has a lot of resources, so I came here. As long as I can drink that kind of wine, I am willing Pay any price."

The crow yelled hysterically, like a fungus having a fit.

"This"

Pino subconsciously looked at the waiter.

The waiter did not speak, but left the room.

A few minutes later, he opened the door and came in again.

"Thirty thousand dollars a piece, pay first."

The waiter Lion opened his mouth wide.

"Okay, give him, give him the money quickly."

Crow urged manically.

Chu Zihang took out the cash he had just exchanged, and counted [-] US dollars to the waiter.

"It's none of your business, go back to the blocking field."

Said the waiter to Pino, and drew five for him.

"Ok."

Although a little reconciled, Pino didn't dare to resist, and reluctantly left.

"Gentlemen, please follow me."

With [-] dollars in hand, the attitude of the waiter is also a little more respectful.

He led the three of them past the guards and came to the box on the third floor.

The decoration of the rooms here is more upscale and more stylish, just like the secret reception room of the nobles.

"The wine will be here soon, please wait a moment."

The waiter closed the door softly.

After a while, all the lights in the room suddenly went out.

After the light came back, a man in a white shirt, a black dress, and a hat with a large brim appeared on the chair.

"Welcome to the Tequila Club, all distinguished guests. I am the boss here, Chief."

He stood up, took off his hat and bowed.

"I don't care what boss you are, just give me my wine."

Yaksha still looked like he was insane.

He still wanted to pounce on Qi Fu, but was held back by Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei.

"Is 'Sacred Blood' so addictive?"

Chief looked at him a little strangely.

Could it be that Japan has changed the formula again?

As the owner of the largest club in Culiacan, he has a certain understanding of the source of "divine blood".

Forget it, that's none of his business, he's just in charge of selling.

"Don't worry, I'll pour you wine right away."

Chief took out a test tube from his pocket, and the rose-red thick liquid reflected a breathtaking luster under the lamp.

"Wine, I want wine."

The crow jumped in front of him and snatched the test tube.

Chief smiled, ready to watch him eagerly pour it into his mouth.

"Is this 'Divine Blood'?"

The crow shook the test tube, his tone as cold as a samurai sword.

Something is wrong with this guy!

Qifu's expression changed, and he reached out to draw his gun.

But as soon as his hand touched his clothes, the crow grabbed his wrist.

With a shake of both hands, Chief's arm was raised high.

The crow took another step forward and pressed one hand on his shoulder, causing Chief to fall to his knees.

Very standard grappling skills, this confidant of the head of the Hedao family turned out to be a karate master.

"Don't move around, or your hand will be broken."

The crow stepped on Chief's left hand with one foot and crushed it a few times.

"Who are you?"

asked Chief in pain.

(End of this chapter)