The Most Powerful System

Soon, Qi Yu and other more than 30 fans saw the minibus appear outside the back door of the hotel.

However, beside the minibus, there were four bodyguards in black wearing sunglasses, all with a cold expression, just like the characters in the movie.

Everyone saw that the minibus didn't look like a normal walk, but more like it was pushed and walked by two bodyguards in black.

The more than 30 fans present are not fools. All of them are adults with certain social experience, so they naturally understand what happened.

"Shet! Has my minibus lady been spotted by a local boss in Los Angeles?" said a fan from New Orleans.

"However, looking at her appearance, she seems to be Smecta who was forcibly taken away." Another Korean fan continued.

"Dare to bully my minibus? Brothers, come on!" The fat uncle, as the default leader of the fan team, waved his hand and ran over with more than 30 fans behind him.

The fat uncle rushed to the front of the minibus and was about to ask if the minibus was okay and if he needed their help, when he was suddenly stopped by two black-clothed bodyguards.

"Hey..." The fat uncle was about to speak, but was interrupted by a black-clothed bodyguard.

"Go away!" Black, the black-clothed bodyguard boss, scolded immediately, and he was not polite at all.

"What do you say, you have the guts to say it again..." However, the fat uncle said further, the voice became smaller and smaller.

Because of the Blake in front of him, he lifted the corner of his clothes directly, revealing a black pistol inserted in his waist, and put his hand on the handle of the pistol, as if he wanted to pull out the pistol at any time.

After all, the fat uncle is a Chinese of Chinese nationality. Under the strict gun control environment in China, in fact, he has never touched a real gun. Now he sees that the black bodyguard in front of him has a gun, and he has to draw a gun at any time. , Uncle Fat is a little cowardly, and he is seriously lacking in confidence. Although there are more than 30 fans and teammates behind him, he is still very flustered.

Because as long as the opponent actually fires a shot, not to mention the opponent's choice of headshot for the time being, even if he just shoots a shot at his own leg, then he will become a lame person for the rest of his life!

Many fans behind the fat uncle watched the scene of Blake trying to draw a gun, and their hearts could not help but become nervous.

"Why don't you talk?" Blake mocked, with a look of contempt on his face, "We are serving the respected Mr. Smith. In this huge city of Los Angeles, Mr. Smith is the king of the underworld, just like New York City used to be. The same as Mr. Jin Ping. I am not afraid to tell you, even if I shoot you here today, under the protection of Mr. Smith, you will be safe in the end! If you know each other, you will quickly bring you poor bugs ,disappear as far as you can!"

Among the more than 30 fans, most of them are Chinese fans who came from China to support. Basically, it is the first time to come to the city of Los Angeles in the United States, and it is not clear who Black is talking about "Mr. Smith".

So, someone asked in a low voice, "Who is Mr. Smith he is talking about, is he a very powerful person?"

Hearing this, one of the Los Angeles natives with glasses answered, and the others came over curiously to listen: "Mr. Smith, is the president of a large group with a scale of hundreds of billions of dollars in Los Angeles, and it is rumored that he is also the largest in Los Angeles. The boss of the gangster and demon gang has hundreds of pure thugs under his control alone. In this city, even the mayor has to give him a three-point thin face when he sees Mr. Smith, like other prosecutors Officials such as officers, directors, and detectives must give him at least seven points of face."

After listening to the explanation from this Los Angeles local fan, everyone could not help gasping for breath. How could they afford such a big man? It's so terrifying!

Even Fat Uncle, the number one die-hard fan, was shaken in his heart to protect the minibus.

In the past, his Chinese teacher had taught him that star chasing could be pursued, but there had to be a limit. For example, he must not risk his own life.

Just when the fat uncle was hesitating whether to lead the fan support group to retreat, Qi Yu came over at this time, which was a good step for the confused fat uncle.

"Uncle, forget it." Qi Yu stepped forward and pulled the fat uncle back, "I know a very powerful friend who will help solve this matter. As for us, just leave it alone, trust me. , the minibus will be fine."

"Really...really?" With such a step down, the fat uncle retreated half-shoved. It's not that he doesn't want to help the minibus, the key is that all four of them hold firearms, not to mention that there is a real big man in the background, they really can't do anything!

However, after hearing Qi Yu's words, Blake couldn't help laughing and said to the other three bodyguards in black, "Giggle, this yellow-skinned monkey is really interesting, he said he has a very powerful one. There are not many people in the whole big city of Los Angeles who can solve this matter, and who can move our great Mr. Smith?"

"Maybe, this yellow-skinned monkey is the mayor or state legislator, and the illegitimate child secretly born with a yellow-race woman?" Another black-clothed bodyguard also mocked.

"Hahaha, as far as he looks like a fool, with a headshot of a woman on the front of his clothes, how could he be the illegitimate child of the mayor or a state legislator. A fool like him, our demon gang doesn't know how many people die every year. That's it." Another black-clothed bodyguard said contemptuously.

At this time, even Di Minibus couldn't stand it anymore, she interrupted the ridicule of these bodyguards in black, and fans such as Qi Yu and Fat Uncle said: "Thank you very much for your support, I'll just go to accompany one later. The big man is just having a meal, nothing will happen, don't worry."

Speaking of this, Di Miniba smiled: "Tonight at seven o'clock sharply, the North City Sports Center of Los Angeles, we will see you!"

After finishing speaking, she obediently and cooperatively got into the car with the bodyguards. She did this so that these malicious bodyguards would no longer embarrass the fans present.

Up to now, she can only pray, the next thing is really just to have a meal with you, not something too extreme. But when she thought that she was just a powerless female artist, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness from the bottom of her heart. Compared with the real big man in Los Angeles, it was difficult for her to hold back. Throat of fate.

Unless a miracle happens...

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