Chapter 179

"Ha ha..."

There was a burst of laughter around.

This Steven is stupid enough to dig a hole for himself.

"You..." Steven's face turned blue and red. He immediately explained, "goddess, it's not like this. You are priceless in my heart."

"Priceless. How much are you willing to pay?" Qin Lang asked seriously.

Steven thought for a moment, and put up three fingers: "three million, no, four million!"

"Ha ha..."

There was another burst of laughter.

How come Steven doesn't have a long memory. He just dug a hole for himself, and then he dug a bigger one.

"What are you laughing at?"

All of a sudden, Steven realized that he had been fooled.

Being tricked in front of the goddess, Steven instantly raised a group of anger.

"You dare to fool me!" Steven grits his teeth. He says hello. Two bodyguards standing outside step forward immediately.

The two bodyguards are both American. They are tall and big. Standing in front of Qin Lang, they are one head higher than Qin Lang.

"A Yanguo person dares to be arrogant in the United States. Give me a call!" Steven was furious.

The two bodyguards rushed at Qin Lang immediately.

Steven has great confidence in his two bodyguards, both of whom are selected by his father.

These two bodyguards have served in the U.S. special forces and participated in many actual battles in Africa. They are the elites among the elites.

"Well! Let you be arrogant. You will ask me later. " Steven is very proud.

Just when he thought Qin Lang was going to kneel in front of him and ask himself to let him go, Qin Lang suddenly moved.

He directly kicked out two feet, two bodyguards just now also aggressive, in the twinkling of an eye then bow back to fly out.

A man smashed into a Ferrari and knocked the door out of a big hole.

The other one bumped into Steven and put him on all fours. He was very embarrassed: "you fuckin 'bumped into me, get up quickly!"

"Yes..." the bodyguard got up in a panic, but because his foot was caught by Steven, he fell on Steven again.

And his elbow because of subconscious support, accidentally hit Steven heavily in the crotch.

Steven was about to get up when he was hit by a heavy blow. His whole body was as sour as an electric shock. His painful face twisted: "my balls... Asshole, do you want to die?"

The onlookers have been laughing for a long time.

It's not heavy, but it's enough for Steven.

Steven kicked the bodyguard away and got up. His face turned red! You have seed, you wait for me, I will not let you go. "

"Go

Steven has no face to stay after such an embarrassing incident.

Before leaving, he kicked a bodyguard on the back, and the bodyguard lost his balance and fell face down.

There was another burst of laughter.

Steven's face is even more red. He really wants to find a crack in the ground to get in. This face is lost. He gets into the car, starts the car and runs away from here quickly.

After Steven left.

Yan Shuya's smile gradually calmed down: "Qin Lang, he said he was from the Red Star Group. Will we be in trouble?"

"Red Star Group?" Qin Lang gave a cold smile.

He doesn't come to trouble himself, he has to trouble the Red Star Group.

Three days later, in a hotel in San Francisco.

At the bidding meeting, a group of security guards surrounded the hotel.

Qin Lang rarely changes into a suit and walks to the hotel hand in hand with Yan Shuya. Behind him are Zhang Kui, Leng Feng and stone.

"Yan people?"

The guard saw Qin Lang, his face immediately full of disdain and disdain: "there are rules in the bidding meeting, only people who hold the invitation can enter. In addition, we don't welcome Yanguo people here."

"That is, Yan people came to the United States to earn money!"

"Go back to your country!"

"Yan people, are not the quality of the lower class, here is not where you can come."

All the people who come to the bidding meeting are dignitaries in San Francisco. In San Francisco, these people look down on the Chinese from the bottom of their bones.As if in the zoo to see animals in general, all with a very disdainful look at Qin Lang and Yan Shuya.

"What did you say..."

Yan Shuya has always been in a high position, with the dignity and domineering spirit of the superior in her heart, her pretty face immediately cooled down.

Qin Lang stopped her and winked at her.

The purpose of his coming here is to enter the bidding meeting and find an opportunity to join the red star group instead of making trouble.

"Two brothers, we have an invitation." Qin Lang smiles and takes out the invitation.

The two bodyguards looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Take the invitation immediately and carefully identify the authenticity.

There are many Yanguo people in San Francisco. Ordinary Yanguo people don't have a chance to get the invitation at all, and all the Yanguo people who can get the invitation are dignitaries.

"How's it going?"

"No mistake. This is a real invitation."

There was a flash of panic in the eyes of the two security guards. The invitation was true, that is to say, the Yan people were not small.

Just then, a voice came from behind: "Mr. Qin, wait for me."

Qin Lang and the others looked for sound. They were Jiang Hong and Jiang Xiaoxuan of Qinglong Gang: "Mr. Qin, why are you so early? I still want to wait for you early."

"Uncle Jiang." Qin Lang and Yan Shuya greet each other with a smile.

It's a very happy thing to meet Yan people at the bidding meeting full of American people.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Qin Lang standing outside the hotel, Jiang Hong asked in doubt.

Qin Lang told him what happened.

Pop!

Pop!

Jiang Hong slapped one security guard first, then slapped the other security guard in the face with his backhand: "grandma, Mr. Qin is my guest. How dare you not let him go?"

"Sorry, Mr. Jiang..."

The two security guards bowed their heads in fear.

The Qinglong gang has a great influence in San Francisco. It's not the two security guards who can offend them. Even the organizers have to give Jiang Hong a small face.

"Well! I'll let you go today. If I find out again that you dare not respect Yan people, you know the end! " Jiang Hong stares coldly and takes Qin Lang to the hotel.

Leaving two security guards in a panic.

In San Francisco, there are some Chinese who are very powerful.

Jiang Hong is one of the best people in this category. If he told the organizers, they would not be given good fruit.

Shortly after the party left, a luxury motorcade slowly stopped outside the hotel.

From the car down a handsome middle-aged man, middle-aged man has a standard European and American face, hook nose wide chin, very masculine charm.

And behind him is Steven.

"Sean."

The people around greet warmly.

He is the president of Red Star Group, Steven's father, Sean.

Of course, he also has an identity, the head of the red spider organization division.

Sean greets one by one and takes Steven into the hotel.

All of a sudden, Steven saw a figure in front of him. He was very familiar with it. He fixed his eyes on it. Isn't this the person who made him lose face yesterday?