I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 451 Surprise, return home.

"Jessica."

"I want to drink milk."

Ms. Jessica puts dollar bills into the cash register after collecting a customer's bill.

Anan wore a headset and squatted in front of the freezer, putting bottles of milk into the freezer and lining them up.

Fire Bull said innocently.

Jessica turned to look at him and said, "A bottle of milk is five cents."

"You buy me a drink."

"Is there no need for money?" Fire Bull asked.

Jessica felt a wandering gaze on her chest, looked up at the fire bull, touched his head with a smile, and sighed in her heart: "What a majestic man, but unfortunately, you are such a funny kid that you don't understand at all."

"I invite you to drink a glass of milk." She said.

"do not want!"

"Jessica, I want to drink you." Fire Bull suddenly lost his temper as a child.

Jessica had a smile on her face. When she saw a customer coming up to help the customer pay the bill, she turned around and saw that the fire bull was still clinging to her. She couldn't help laughing: "What do you want?"

"I want to drink free milk, big cow!"

Fire Bull suddenly cursed.

But Jessica thought it was fun, and became interested, and pulled the fire bull into the warehouse of the convenience store.

Fire Bull does five hundred push-ups every day.

After half an hour.

Jessica tidied up the staff uniforms, straightened her collar, combed her hair and walked out of the warehouse. She glanced at Anan and asked, "Sir, are you sure your friend is mentally deficient?"

"Yes, he does suffer from mental retardation, but he was lying to you from the very beginning." Anan stood in front of the counter and smiled.

Jessica was blushing, lying with her chest up: "I'm happy to let him cheat."

night.

nine o'clock.

711 started a 24-hour service system ten years ago, but some convenience stores only operate during the day because there are not many customers or there are no night shift employees.

Tonight, all the 711 convenience stores in Houston are open 24 hours a day. A group of Hongmen brothers wearing peaked caps and convenience uniforms stand in front of the cash register with their heads bowed, showing their necks and tattoos of various colors on their arms.

Occasionally, when customers enter the store to buy, they may find that the waiters in the convenience store are all Chinese faces, and they are all big and muscular.

These young and Dangerous waiters have built a wonderful landscape in Houston, but they are not so eye-catching when they are placed in convenience stores.

There are Chinese working in the convenience store, the waiters like to exercise, the waiters have tattoos...

Every point is very ordinary, and the customers at night don't even pay attention to who the waiter is, and they come and go in a hurry to pay and leave.

"Bingo!"

"The people from the Parma Group started their work the night before!" Fei Lin was driving a sports car, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

Behind the sports car, more than a dozen Minghai brothers were riding motorcycles, wearing black helmets and black leather clothes.

Ride a bike and follow the boss.

Zhang Guobin sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and said into the phone: "Maybe I got wind of it to some extent, and wanted to call us while we were not ready."

"However, the brothers have already made arrangements. As long as the Parma Group does not change the plan, the gift prepared for him must be accepted!"

"No problem, Brother Bin, just wait for my good news!"

Fei Lin turned the steering wheel with one hand and stepped on the accelerator.

The sports car suddenly turned around an intersection.

Leave a roar.

Zhang Guobin hung up the phone.

Mason is a big leader of the Parma Group. In the past, he was solely in charge of a white powder smuggling line from Mexico to Texas. He was the right-hand man of Director Torres. His position within the group was second only to the top seven directors. Bonus stick.

In the Palma Group, he was famous for his bravery. He was once stabbed in the eye with a knife, and continued to kill many enemies.

He has a good reputation among the entire Mexican gang.

People called him "Captain".

Tonight, the captain led 711 gunmen to commit the crime, and was ordered to ransack seven [-] shops and shoot all the shop assistants inside!

A group of people came to the street in a commercial vehicle, pushed open the door, held guns, and quickly spread out towards the nearby 711 store. Thirty people were divided into seven groups, ranging from three to six people in each group. Most of the criminals held guns. Pistols, a few people are equipped with submachine guns, and rifles, but there must be someone in each group carrying a small barrel of gasoline.

The gasoline is enough to ignite a shop and burn it clean. At least it can make the shop unable to open for half a month, causing losses of up to hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Tonight, not only the police station will be busy, but the fire station will also be busy.

But when Mason came to the door of the convenience store with his three brothers in hand, he saw the clerk turn his head through the glass door and cast a playful look at him.

over the city.

Faint gunshots sounded already.

Mason thought of his yellow-skinned classmate in middle school, who always had better grades than him, was always better than him, and looked down on Fei Yezi, and suddenly became angry.

Why!Why do you work harder, work harder, and be more noble?
However, the losers of the war, the wretches who rely on human aid, and the inferior people who come to steal their wealth will never be able to integrate into the United States and enjoy the true democratic superiority.

It's ridiculous to try so hard to get a green card, but those who are willing to become playthings have some value.

And why does a Chinese cashier in a convenience store look down on him!
"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The feast of killing has begun!

Mason rushed into the store with a gun and the three of them, pointed the gun at the waiter in the store, and was about to pull the trigger decisively.

The waiter in the store was smiling, and even said in the mood: "Welcome."

"Da da da."

"Da da da."

A sturdy man with a machine gun, ammunition belt, wearing a uniform and a peaked cap stepped out of the warehouse, pointed the muzzle at the store door, and pulled the trigger across the shelves.

The muzzle of the gun started to rotate crazily, and each bullet rushed out of the muzzle like raindrops, smashing the entire row of containers in an instant, and the hit goods jumped.

The bullets pierced through the container without stopping, smashing and flying the four people who had just entered the door. In front of the machine gun bullets, there was no physical difference between people and goods, and what should be smashed was smashed.

The man was able to stabilize a round of shooting with one hand, and when the shooting was over, the muzzle was steaming, and the angle hadn't shifted by half a meter.

Indeed, the feast of killing had begun.

but,

It's the Chinese who serve the meal.

Fei Lin arrived at the gate of a villa in his sports car, and rushed into the villa with his brothers. Half an hour later, he drove past the Texas TV station and threw a black package at the gate with his hand.

"Snapped!"

The package flicked, but it was still able to roll. It slowly rolled out two meters, with red spots along the way.

That night, the police station and the hospital were very busy. The 711 convenience store not only had staff from the Grand Court on duty, but also happened to have staff from the Grand Court delivering goods, taking inventory, and familiarizing themselves with the work.

There is no better staff in Texas than the staff of the Grand Court. If there are, it is to send more staff.

The next day, more than a hundred employees of the 711 convenience store were taken away for investigation, but most of the convenience store employees were released on bail because the monitoring equipment in the store clearly recorded the criminal acts of the robbers.

The strange thing is that the Grand Duke's cousins ​​are holding pistols, submachine guns and other firearms, all of which have proof of purchase from the local arms store. The number of the guns is correct and they are legal firearms.

There are not many brothers who really use illegal weapons such as machine guns and grenades. They don't need a job at all, and they are the bosses and bosses who are responsible for the operation of the hall.

The Texas TV station broadcast the news that the wanted criminal "Torres" was shot, but did not explain that the physical evidence was directly thrown at the door of the TV station.

The warning is self-evident.

In the morning, Zhang Guobin woke up and got up to watch the news. He heard that more than [-] people died and more than [-] people were injured in the Palma Group last night. He immediately knew that Texas had been fixed!

On the one hand, the Palma Group can no longer bear greater losses, otherwise, other local gangs from Texas will rise up;

That night, in a high-end apartment in Houston, Uncle Jack took a brand-new suit and put it on for the young gentleman. One button was fastened, and he said with satisfaction: "Congratulations, sir."

"Uncle Jack, what do you think?" Brown opened his arms. There was no wrinkle on the top and bottom of the suit.

"I think you are very much like a young and promising chairman."

Brown put down his arms: "Mendoza's head and body have been separated, Torres suffered heavy casualties, I am now the strongest in the group, and I have the best reputation. I have already discussed the new direction of the company with Mr. Chief Superintendent. To drive the Chinese out of Houston, you must accept the entry of the Chinese, and in the future, sharing a share of Houston's business with them is better than losing all the business."

"I believe that other directors within the group will have no further objections."

Uncle Jack straightened his tie for him: "Sir, you really made a good friend."

"Remember, only what you hold in your hand is the best."

Brown replied: "Yes!"

"I will cherish his friendship. The more he is the enemy of the Mexicans, the stronger my friendship with him will be. Do you know that he has another name abroad?"

"Please enlighten me, sir."

"Yihai Mad Dragon!"

Brown read a string of English.

This is the first time that the words "Yihai Kuanglong" have been pronounced in English.

Then Brown said: "I hope my uncle can serve as my housekeeper, just like he once served my father."

At this time, Uncle Jack took two steps back, bowed and saluted, and replied, "I have always been, sir."

A week later, after drinking coffee with a friend in downtown Houston, Zhang Guobin drove to Dezhou Airport and took a flight back to Xiangjiang.

Dagongtang laid the foundation of South America in the First World War in Houston, and the next step is to develop business and expand financial resources. Commercially, 711 completed the acquisition and held hard assets with hard fists. It is time to return to Xiangjiang. At the same time, Feilin also brought people back to North America to continue He runs a branch company, but with his efforts in South America, he will definitely be able to get a piece of the cake in Texas.

This time Zhang Guobin took fifteen dog brothers back to Xiangjiang, only seven of them came back, and even three members of the business negotiation team died overseas. As soon as Zhang Guobin walked out of the airport, he saw a figure in a white suit, holding the sign high Shouting above his head: "Boss, go back to the house and drink soup!"

(End of this chapter)