America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 90

Driven by a local named Little John, he soon came to Fort Worth.

Little John was familiar with the road, and drove off the original I-35 Interstate Highway, turned on the turn signal and drove to Wickham Road on the right.

But he was stopped by Abel, "Little John, don't drive there."

Little John, who was driving, was taken aback. He quickly turned around and drove the huge F350 back to Interstate I-35.

He changed lanes twice in this way, causing a car behind him to almost hit him.

The driver behind was an old cowboy, who immediately rushed forward cursing and speeding up.

When the car was level with Little John's car window, the other party lowered the car window and yelled at this side:

"Shit! FXXK shit, can you drive?

Get back in your mother's crotch if you can't drive, FXXK! "

With a expressionless face, Little John lowered the car window, grasped the steering wheel with his right hand, and took out a small Beretta M9A3 from the door storage rack with his left hand to point it at the opposite side.

"FXXK YOU! Say it again!!"

Aim at each other, Little John roared while driving.

The opposite side was startled, his face flushed by the sun changed color suddenly, and his hand was about to reach into the storage compartment.

Just at this time,
"Clap".

Another huge F350 behind, hit the old cowboy's car hard.

Little John immediately stepped on the accelerator and walked away.

All that happened between lightning and thunder made David Jones in the rear compartment terrified.

Just now, Edward in the passenger seat took out his special portable Agram submachine gun.

"Don't be afraid. It was the fourth generation who hit him." Looking at the expressionless Abel in the rearview mirror, and David Jones, whose face paled a lot.

Little John looked again at Edward's special Agram submachine gun.

"It's really a good sprayer." Little John finished evaluating the gun
Only then did he speak again: "That old guy is Depp, an old bastard.

I often get nervous, don't worry, Sishi can take care of everything. "

"Amount" David Jones was speechless.

Abel turned his head and looked out the window.

He saw the F350 driven by the fourth generation, and the Japanese off-road vehicle of the old cowboy named Depp stopped, and leaned to the side of the road in a very strict manner.

The F150 that Lincoln and the others were riding passed directly past them and kept up with them.

Seeing that the off-road vehicle driven by Depp is a dilapidated Japanese model, Abel became a little relieved.

Generally in Texas, the people who drive this second-hand old Japanese SUV are all poor people.

"Okay." Abel shrugged, turned around and said to Little John, "Go to Jack's restaurant next to McDonald's in the city center. I want to meet someone there."

"Oh~ I thought you were going to find Alexander. Well, I listen to you." Little John laughed.

He doesn't look at all worried about staying behind, dealing with troublesome sons.

The car drove for a few more minutes, and David Jones, who was sitting next to Abel, couldn't bear it anymore.

David whispered: "Excuse me, Mr. Smith. How to deal with what Mr. John said?"

"How else to deal with it." Abel said casually: "The two sides got out of the car and confronted each other with guns.

Generally, they will not fire, but there is a high probability that they will fight.

Then the local police arrived and entered the bureau together. "

"Hahaha~" Little John, who was driving in front, laughed, "You guys can tell you are a Yankee or a Western guy at a glance.

Or else?

What do you think the treatment is?
Shall I tell my son to kill that old bastard?

Hahaha~ Brother, murder is against the law and you will be jailed! ! "

David: .
Well, David admitted that he really thought that what Little John said was dealt with just now.

It's John IV, get out of the car and kill that old guy.

This made him frightened, thinking that he had fallen into a trap of thieves.

Seeing David like this, Abel smiled and said to him:
"That's the way these guys are. This is Texas, this is Fort Worth.

50 years ago, it even looked like it was in a western. "

"In short~"

He waved his hands to David, "Welcome to Texas."

A place where the folk customs are strong and martial arts are abundant.

It is also the safest place in the United States.

Very contradictory, isn't it?
But the numbers don't lie, Texas has been around for years.

Not counting the old Mo who came from further south, the local law and order has indeed been very good.

Things like the one just now happen often, but most of them don't actually shoot.

This can be regarded as a local, conventional rule.

Unless one of the two parties is not a local.

That could really be going wrong.

Similar things happened to Abel before.

The people here really often draw their guns when they disagree.

Most of them will not really fight, because everyone knows that guns can really kill people.

Abel inherited all the memories of the original body, and also has this aspect of memory.

So although it is a bit embarrassing, it is still acceptable.

Not David Jones, he's from New York.

Not so with New Yorkers.

But this matter is also up to Abel to decide.

Go back to Texas in the future, or go to those tough states like Texas.

Just bring more bodyguards.

For things like this just now, Depp is a fool, so it was just an accident.

But if there is a caring person who intends to do something wrong to him halfway.

In the situation just now, it was really dangerous.

Thinking of this, he decided to ask the rock for security later.

To this end, a better security plan must be developed.

Just like that, when Abel was thinking about how to make himself safer.

Two Ford F350s arrived at the McDonald's in downtown Fort Worth.

Stopping in the parking lot of McDonald's, Abel got out of the car and walked to Jack's restaurant not far away.

Little John didn't know what he was going to do, but he got out of the car too.

"Abel, who are you here to see?" Little John asked curiously.

Abel responded casually:

"Meet that Florida guy you were talking about who bought Sunny Hills."

Little John was startled, "That Florida guy? I heard from Steve that he usually doesn't come here once a year. Also, what are you doing with the Florida guy?"

"I'm going to buy his Sunny Hills, what do you think, Little John?"

"Forehead"

Little John could keep up quickly, walking beside Abel, looking into Abel's calm eyes.

He said, "Are you serious? Sunny Mountain is huge.

Steve said that it takes almost a day to drive a motorcycle to complete a complete circle. "

"Yes. I'm serious." Abel laughed.

"Well, that's pretty good." Little John said: "The grass on the Sunny Mountain side is very lush, and a lot of it is grass.

And there are two big rivers passing by, and five big lakes. "

"If it is bought, it is estimated that thousands of cows can be raised, or a lot of corn can be planted."

After saying this, Little John realized later, "Although the farm is barren, there is nothing.

But it is several times bigger than Smith Farm, do you have that much money to buy it? "

(End of this chapter)