Super Treasure Hunter

"Little idiot Hua, do you think that winning a few money in the casino is great? Hey, if you live to win, you have to live to spend money!" The white man said to Zhou Zhong with a grinning face.

Midweek looked at a few people calmly, and asked with a smile: "You still dare to kill?"

"Killing? Hahaha, what is killing, there is something more powerful than killing, do you want to try?" Several foreigners suddenly laughed wildly, their expressions incomparably arrogant.

In the middle of the week, I didn't want to talk nonsense with them, glanced at the people behind him, and said to the fat man: "Fat man, stay, Uncle Sam, you go back to the hotel first."

"Let's go back to the hotel, what do you do?" Uncle Sam asked worriedly.

Zhou Zhong smiled and said, "It's fine with me and the fat guy here."

In the middle of the week, I don't want to reveal too many secrets of myself. The superb gambling skills are enough to shock the world. If you let them know that they can play well, they may cause some trouble. Whether it's Sam or Anna, both girls are from the US, they don't worry about midweek, while the fat man is Chinese, and he still has confidence in his compatriots in midweek.

Uncle Sam is still worried about the two people staying at Midweek and Fatty, but Anna knows the ability of Midweek, and even the dozens of warships of the little devil can't stop him. What are the few triads? So he nodded to Uncle Sam and said, "Let's go back to the hotel first."

But a few people were going to leave, but the big white man quit, shook his headlights, and screamed: "Stop! Who let you go? Fak!"

Zhou Zhong said coldly to the big white man: "Isn't it me that you are looking for? Now that I stay, what means do you have to do with me, it is difficult for two women to be capable of it? Besides, they are both Americans. I know a little bit about the U.S. I know that you U.S. idiots just like to bully blacks and foreigners. The real U.S. people don’t dare to bully. You go to the police station, and the police dare not treat you American citizens. Because local citizens of the United States will take them to prison, right?"

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the big white man, and he didn't expect that the middle of the week would still know them so much about the United States. What I said in the middle of the week is correct. The United States speaks most about law and equality, but this is limited to their whites and American citizens. They discriminate against foreigners, black people, etc., and they are very serious. If they beat a black man on the street, even if the black man goes to the police station, the police will not bother to pay attention.

This is why black parades often occur in the United States, because black people are not seen here.

"You go!" The big white man said coldly to the three of Uncle Sam, then looked at Zhou Zhong and Fatty, and said with a grin: "You two stay!"

In the middle of the week, he smiled and waited for Uncle Sam and Anna to walk far away, and when they could no longer see them, they started to move their wrists in the middle of the week and said, "Okay, it's time to solve our problem."

The fat man was shivering vigorously hiding behind Zhou Zhong, and there were a dozen U.S. men on the opposite side. It looked like a fierce spirit, although he often saw gangs fighting in Los Angeles, but he avoided far away every time, and he had never provoked the underworld himself.

Looking at Zhou Zhong next to him, he even smiled relaxedly, did he have any long heart.

"Man, you still laughed out, they are gone, what should we do?" The fat man said with a cry.

Zhou Zhong thought the fat man was quite interesting, so he deliberately scared him and said, "Are you afraid of death?"

"Ah? Don't, I haven't lived enough yet. After so many years of living, I finally found a goddess to be a girlfriend. I can't just enjoy it for two days and I can't raise my braids." The fat man's face turned white in shock.

"Afraid of death, then wait for me here." Zhong Zhou patted the fat man on the shoulder, and then walked towards the big white man.

The big white man was stunned for a moment. He was thinking how to teach Midweek. He must be allowed to survive, so that he can relieve his hatred, and then grab all the money he just won! Then he will post it.

Unexpectedly, facing a dozen of them in the middle of the week, they didn't run, and even took the initiative to walk up.

"You're looking for death!" The big white man was riding on a motorcycle, one foot propped on the ground, and the other kicked directly towards Zhou Zhong.

Zhou Zhong’s eyes were full of disdain, he really didn’t want to do this kind of guys, he would lose money by hitting these guys, but if he didn’t do it, the fat guy couldn’t beat these guys either. It seems that he would have to take a few attendants when he went out. , Specifically to clean up these small eyes.

Thinking of Zhou Zhong already reaching out, grabbing the big white man's calf, and let out a low voice.

"Get down to Lao Tzu!"

The big white man weighing more than 200 jin felt a strong force coming from his calf, and he was directly swiped from the motorcycle by Zhou Zhong.

"Get out!" Zhou Zhong shouted in a low voice, and threw the big man out, banging against the concrete wall on the side of the road with a bang.

"Oh~" The big man rolled all over the floor in pain, feeling that his waist was broken.

"Fake! Kill him for me!"

The remaining dozen white men dared to do something when they saw the middle of the week. They were all angry and rushed towards the middle of the week. In the middle of the week, he stood there constantly, and a big man rushed up and threw it out, all hitting the white man before, and the big man who hit him kept howling miserably.

Behind a group of big guys, there was a U.S. guy with tattoos on his arms panicking, seeing his partners being thrown out one by one, panicking that Midweek's strength was too great, and at this time, a sullen flash flashed in his eyes, and he rode a motorcycle. The accelerator slammed into Zhou Zhong.

The look of the Miguo guy is extremely ferocious, full of murderous intent, and the heart said that your kid is not strong? Then I hit you to death. No matter how strong you are, can you withstand the impact of a motorcycle? These motorcycles are all Harleys, weighing 300 kilograms, and coupled with the rapid impact, a wall can crash.

"Dude, be careful!"

The fat man also yelled in horror when he saw this scene.

The dazzling lights dazzled from the front, and the huge motorcycle rushed to the middle of the week in the blink of an eye, and a murderous intent was shot in the eyes of the middle of the week. These guys seem to be really vicious and really want to kill people! If it was not his midweek standing here at this time, but someone else, he would definitely be hit and killed directly.

Since these guys are so vicious, they won't be merciful in the middle of the week.

"court death!"

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Zhou Zhong squinted his eyes, and when the huge heavy motorcycle rushed forward, Zhong Zhou suddenly shot, grabbed the handle of the motorcycle, and then roared, directly leading the car and raising one hand over his head.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the American guy on the motorcycle and the fat man behind him couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning, their faces were shocked.

This...this TM is simply Superman!

"Get out!" With a roar in the middle of the week, he threw the motorcycle and people in his hands directly at the pile of American giants by the wall.

"Ah! Damn! Fak!"

A dozen U.S. giants who were thrown around in the corner and scattered all over, saw that they had thrown their motorcycles into Kulai in the middle of the week, and they were so frightened that they urinated and tried to escape.

Unfortunately, their speed was too slow. Before they could get up, the huge motorcycle smashed down, and the screams of the dim streets continued. When the huge motorcycle smashed down, Zhou Zhong also clearly heard the sound of cracking bones.