Chapter 533

Jesse's town is one of the most notorious places in New York. People here are probably bewitched by him and lost their direction. They indulge in the illusion of drunkenness all day long. Therefore, the surrounding area of this town is not peaceful, and burning, killing and looting happen frequently.

Police officers and inspectors have lost patience with this place, so as long as nothing big happens here, half of them will pass by with one eye open.

This small town can hardly be seen in the daytime, and it is very lively at night. So there are a lot of call girls here. They gather under the streetlights, all dressed up and scratching at the residents who come and go.

It's said that there are two kinds of people who are best mixed here. One is called girl and the other is drug dealer.

In fact, I regret giving the t2-1 to Jesse. He showed the disadvantages of this thing vividly, which made me deeply realize what a disgusting butcher I am.

It was evening when I arrived, and the residents had come out one after another, heading for Jesse's bar. It's like their concentration camp.

I also went in, found a less conspicuous place to sit down, asked for a brandy, ready to wait. If Jesse is really with Shang Ying, I will meet her and ask her about her child and why she jumped out of the building.

If it was really my child, I would go back, and I would never let my son do the same. I can't choose how Shang Ying lives because she didn't choose me at that time. And the child is mine, and I will pave the way for him.

There were more and more people in the bar, and soon there were all the poor people in the bar. They sat there talking and scolding the officials for ignoring them and God for sorry for their good people.

I listen quietly, as if watching a century's big joke.

People here don't know what human nature is. It's common for a man and a woman to do that kind of thing in full view of the public.

After a while, the other side seemed to have a dispute. The man seemed to have taken some medicine. He suddenly got up and slapped the woman, then he called the woman a "whore.".

You know, the women in this kind of place are not soft roles, so the woman turned up and kicked the man with one foot. It was probably in his swollen and swollen place, and she immediately cried and curled up.

The woman didn't get angry. She rushed to ask the man for money. The man's face was angry. When he recovered, he grabbed the woman's hair and punched and kicked. The woman kept screaming and attracted many call girls.

These call girls in the small town are very united. When they see their sisters being beaten, they rush to them together. I think the man is also a jerk. He turned his head and yelled. Several other men rushed to him. He grabbed the bottle and beat the women.

The whole bar became very noisy because of the brawl. Several bottles of wine were flying around me, and the ground was covered with glass slag. The security guard of the bar couldn't hold back the scene and was about to die.

I'm trying to figure out whether or not to take care of it. After all, I'm not the kind of person who acts bravely. I just saw that the girls who were called were beaten to the head and blood. I don't know why I couldn't bear it. I still went through it again and again.

I didn't talk to that guy. I just pulled the guy who jumped the highest, put a gun against his head and opened the insurance. "Tell them to stop, or the bullet will go through here."

People who try their best in the bar are not hard stubble. They like to bully the soft and fear the hard. So when they see me take out the gun, they immediately give advice. They all stop and look up at me with a fierce look.

I've seen a lot of people like this, and I don't think so. I saw that three or five women were beaten to the head and blood, so I hit this guy with the butt of a gun and said, "take out all the money."

These bastards didn't have much money, so I asked them to take out all the valuable things, such as watches, gold chains and so on, piled up a lot. These guys don't have money, but they still have decent clothes. They may be reluctant to sell them.

I estimated the total value was tens of thousands of dollars, so I squinted at the next less injured call girl and asked her, "is that enough money to see the injury?"

She gave me a timid look, then at the pile of money and things on the table and nodded, "that's enough!"

"Take them away!"

This group of bastards at this time, turn to look for their bad luck, I am very clear about the hidden rules. So a few women picked up those things and helped them to leave the bar. As soon as they went out, there were a few shriveled applause from the door, as if they were satirizing me.

I looked back and saw that Jesse and his bodyguard came in with a strange smile on his face. I squinted at him, put away my gun and sat back in my position, sipping my glass.

When they saw Jesse come in, they were all honest and went back to one side. He came up and sat down at my table, picked up a glass, poured a glass of wine and drank it down. Then he glared at me with a smile on his face.

"Jon, what brings you here?"

"One thing, I heard that you have a woman named Shang Ying. She has a son. Can I see her?"I don't want to talk nonsense to Jesse. He knows that I'm not going to do anything good here, and he doesn't dare to do anything to me. Small characters like him don't dare to blackmail me, so I'm not afraid that he'll come out with any moths.

He didn't expect that I would ask him directly. He was stunned and laughed, "your message is very smart, but this woman's name is not Shang Ying, her name is Jenny. She does have a son, but a half breed. "

I didn't believe Jesse's words, but in his territory, I couldn't turn my face directly, so I laughed and said, "can I see you?"

"Of course, Jon, you're a friend of mine and a friend of Jane's, so wait a minute. I'll call her up."

"Please, I'll wait here. You can get someone to clean up the place."

I glanced at the mess on the ground, mixed with wine and blood, and it was particularly shocking.

When I see the white shark's bloody behavior, I often see it. Generally, those who have to get rid of, I let old a to solve, he handles things very neatly.

Jesse gave me a smile, nodded and went out. I called Engels immediately after he left and told him that I was here with Jesse and asked him to come over and talk about the past. As soon as he heard the lie, he thought I was going to do business with Jesse, so he said it immediately.

I put up the phone, smile, heart secretly scolded a "fool.".

I guess it's true. After Jesse went out, she didn't ask her to come over. Instead, she took a large group of younger brothers and almost surrounded the whole bar. On the surface, everyone called me boss, but I found their eyes full of anger.

I didn't move my face and asked Jesse to come and drink with me. I guess he is trying to give me a bully, because after he betrayed me, I didn't let the old a supply him any more. He was cut off from his fortune.

People like him, who are mercenary, have no money and no desire to live. Naturally, they hold a grudge against me.

I poured him a glass of wine, and then, pretending to disapprove of it, I glanced at the bastards who surrounded us and laughed, "Jesse, are these all your brothers?"

"yes, they all follow me, I has the final say in this town." He said with a faint smile, still very proud.

I waved to the gangsters, "it's my treat today. I'll pay for all the drinks you can drink in this bar."

They all look at the same time. Jesse was embarrassed and yelled at them angrily, "Jon wants to buy you a drink. What are you doing? A bunch of idiots

With such a roar, the gangsters went crazy and went to the bar for drinks. It was indescribable. It was a shame. I raised my eyebrows and glanced at Jesse, and I gave a meaningful smile. "Jesse, you brothers don't seem to get along well with you."

"Yes, it hasn't been so good lately! Jon, there seems to be something between us that hasn't been settled. " Jesse was stabbed in the back by me and gave me a cold look.

I picked my eyebrows and said, "yes, I'm here to solve the problem today. I want to know why you betrayed me. You should have heard of me, and you don't like to have people who do things in the opposite way. "

"I was forced."

"So why should I give you the benefit of a man who is forced to betray others? Do you think I look like a fool? " I still appreciate this bastard. At least he didn't deny what he had done.

"Jon, I killed my boss for you." Jesse jumped to her feet and looked like she was going to use force.

I sneered and looked up at him, "is that right? Do you have any evidence? "

"What do you mean? You want to deny it? "

"Literally, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Jon, this is my site, everything has the final say. If you don't want to be amputated here, don't piss me off. "

Jessie stood up and looked down at me. I glanced at my watch and ignored him. So he got a little angry and pulled out his gun and aimed it at my head. This made me very unhappy, so I stood up and took a step towards him. He subconsciously stepped back.

"You want to kill me? Come on, come here I pointed to my temple and said, "I frown and I'm not a man."

He was so embarrassed that he put his gun on my head with a roar, and other gangsters swarmed around. At this time, the door opened again, and Engels came in with his gang of men.