England 1986

Chapter 326 Los Angeles at night
"I have an appointment with someone, and I will have dinner together later."

Allen didn't want to talk to him. For this kind of thing, it's enough to come up with an idea once. If there are too many, if something goes wrong next time, whose fault is it?

When meeting this couple, no matter how good the plan is, it's better to have fun than to waste time.

Moreover, at this time, do you want him to comfort Boss Cha?

Alan doesn't have that ability, he can only hang on to this kind of thing, let Boss Cha get angry first, let him think for himself, after he thinks clearly and calms down, just say no on the way back?

Boss Cha had a gloomy face, glanced at Alan, and understood what he meant. Instead of forcing Alan, he took a deep breath and laughed at himself: "It seems that I was in a hurry, okay. Myself Adjust."

After saying this, Alan glanced at Boss Cha in surprise.

That's right, the majestic crown prince, what can he do without a city mansion, but in such a short period of time, he can calm down a little bit. It really is Boss Cha, who can bear it!

"Your Highness, how about I find you an Indian actress or something, so you can relax tonight?"

Allen winked and gave Boss Cha a suggestion.

"roll!"

Compared with Allen, Boss Cha is already pure and innocent. Although he messes around, he doesn't have many targets.
And when he is away from home, he will never mess around. He pays great attention to his external image and reputation, and he is always scolded just for this.

If he dared to be like Allen, wanting to play everywhere he went, then he didn't have to wait for the outside media to criticize him, the Queen would make him look good.

The queen hates the men in their family messing around the most, although Prince Philip is one of the leaders, it is because of what Prince Philip did that the queen has a shadow on this aspect.

Allen looked at the traffic flow outside the window: "Your Highness, I will get out when I get back to the hotel. You don't need to urge me."

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Boss Cha took a deep breath, glared at Allen, and bent over to touch the cigars in the cigar cabinet. He was very angry now and needed to adjust.

Thousands of kilometers away from Mumbai, Los Angeles, USA.

Several Koreans who have been to Los Angeles to rest for a while live in a single-family villa arranged for them by Carl Elder in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

This is an immigrant community, newcomers.

The law and order situation in the entire community is very poor, and there are also a large number of immigrants, mostly Latino and Asian immigrants, and some black gangsters are entrenched.

Due to poor law and order, the police rarely appear here, so it is convenient to hide!

After eight o'clock in the evening, Los Angeles has lost the hustle and bustle of the past.

The nightlife here is very monotonous, unlike what some people imagined, it is also lively at night. Los Angeles is fine during the day, but not at night.

At night, all the neighborhoods are dominated by major gangs. Ordinary people don't have any urgent matters, don't want to cause trouble, and try to go out as little as possible, especially in the suburbs.

The street lamps on the road were still on, but occasionally there were a few damaged street lamps, with long shadows, standing quietly in the darkness.

Groups of little blacks stood in the shadows under the street lamps, silently watching a large Chevrolet van drive out of this villa.

Several little blackies looked at each other tacitly. One of them, a tall and strong little blackie, walked to the side of the Chevrolet casually and knocked on the window.

There was a few sounds of cranking the gear lever, and the manual window was rolled for a long time, and then half down. An Asian face was sitting on the co-pilot. On Heizi's forehead.

An English with a strange accent burst out: "I count to three, get out of my sight."

"Oh! Brother, speak up, I'm just asking for directions."

Little Heizi raised his hands in an instant, confessing cowardly. Seeing that the Asian was pointing a gun at him, he made a gesture with his raised hand. Behind him were the other little Heizi who were about to surround the Chevrolet car. Run away in an instant.

"Brother, don't shoot, and speak up if you have something to say."

"boom!"

"Talk about your mother! Get out!"

As soon as Xiao Heizi finished speaking, there was a gunshot, and the bullet grazed Xiao Heizi's ear and shot out.

"what!"

Xiao Heizi was stunned for a long time, stunned by the behavior of this Asian ruthless man, and it took several seconds before he felt the pain in his ear, his left ear was smashed!

Covering his ears with one hand, Little Heizi bent over, screaming, and ran towards the shadows beside him.

The Asian man sitting in the co-pilot holding a gun watched Xiao Heizi run into the shadows, as if he was pointing at one side and another at the other, without even aiming.

"Bang bang bang!"

After emptying the magazine, looking at the little blackie who was screaming and fleeing in embarrassment, the Asian laughed a few times, and then rolled up the window again.

Li Zairong watched the car window finally close, and then looked at the ruthless man sitting on the co-pilot, feeling a little terrified.

If it were in Korea, if someone dared to stop the car in front of him, his whole family would have been sent to prison long ago.

But now here is the United States, Los Angeles, known as the city of sin.

This is not his home. At night here, whoever has a gun, whoever has the guts, whoever has more people can stand up and talk!

And tonight, they need to go out temporarily to run errands.

Thinking of that fierce Sir Carl, Li Zarong felt a little uncomfortable.

He was still obediently supervising the construction of the construction site in Wales. The electronics factory was finally completed. He just had to be his supervisor obediently. After a few more years, he would be able to return to China.

Unexpectedly, within a few days of rest after Christmas, he was brought to the United States, to Los Angeles.

Just hide in this kind of garbage community, keep in touch, and check the plan.

Li Zarong didn't want to take revenge actions such as resisting and venting anger for his compatriots.

But Old Karl made it very clear that this was the task assigned by the earl.

If he can't complete it, if the plan can't be completed under his full authority.

who will die then
It will become Li Zarong himself!
Whether to kill others or die by himself, Li Zairong didn't have to choose at all, he could only submit.

Fortunately, Old Carl has equipped him with a few capable men, each of whom has their own skills, which can make it easier for him to complete the plan.

Thinking of this, Li Zairong leaned back, recalled the plan a little bit, and made excuses to express his anger for the Korean supermarket owner who failed to appeal.

It's a very simple goal, but if you want to achieve it, you need to make a little big move.

But Sir Carl said, just kill a few black people, make a little trouble, and buy him a plane ticket back to Wales when he's done.

The gate of Koreatown in Los Angeles.

The supermarket next to the street was the one where Xiao Heizi stole things, and after the proprietress killed Xiao Heizi, the court ordered her to pay compensation.

The roof of a four-story old-fashioned residential building 150 meters away diagonally across the road.

Old Carl led a few men and stood quietly on the edge of the building. A video camera was installed next to the small Korean supermarket. He stood in the dark and took photos of bright places, although the final imaging effect will not be very good. , but that's good enough.

"They haven't arrived yet?"

Old Karl wore a long fur coat and leather gloves on his hands.

In Los Angeles in mid-February, the daytime temperature is seventeen or eight degrees, but at night it is brighter and the temperature will drop below ten degrees. With the sea breeze blowing, it is still a bit cool.

He is too old to catch a cold. This is what the young master personally explained, so old Karl pays attention to keeping warm and healthy. Others present today, at most, wear a jacket outside, but he wears a long leather jacket. coat.

"Sir. It's eight o'clock."

"Um"

There are still 5 minutes before the agreed time, and the Koreans should be punctual.

Old Carl nodded, the entire roof was very quiet, suddenly
There was a slight sound of footsteps coming from far and near, and several subordinates next to him also heard this sound, and there was an endless crackling sound.

It was the sound of guns being drawn.

Tens of seconds later, a group of Koreans led by Li Zairong slowly appeared on the roof. Li Zairong glanced around and saw the figure standing by the side of the building. He nodded and greeted several old Carl's men. Walking to Old Carl, he said, "Sir, is the plan ahead of schedule?"

"no!"

Old Carl puffed out his stomach, put his hands in his pockets, slowly took out his arms, pointed to the small Korean supermarket not far away and said, "Wait a minute, a group of black people will come here to make trouble, these days every night at this time , they will all come to make trouble, and it's time for you to work!"

"Work.?"

Li Zairong looked at the small supermarket in the distance.

"Snapped"

Old Carl put his slap on Li Zairong's shoulder very hard, turned his face to look at Li Zarong expressionlessly, and said, "When they get into trouble later, you! Go and burn down that small supermarket yourself. "

"what???"

I thought he was taking advantage of the chaos to kill a few little blacks, but Old Carl asked him to burn down the Korean supermarket.

The cold sweat on Li Zairong's forehead was blown by the wind from the roof, and it came down instantly.

Li Zairong didn't understand why the small Korean supermarket was burned down, but he knew that if this supermarket were burned down today, it would be a big trouble and the conflict would escalate!

He was resting in Los Angeles these days, and he had seen conflicts between the two sides many times in the newspapers.

"Don't be burdened, everything is prepared for you, not to mention"

Old Carl patted Li Zarong's shoulder again and said, "Besides, you don't have a choice, do you?"

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Li Zairong took a deep breath, looked at the small Korean supermarket in the distance, nodded and said, "I see, I'll go get ready."

Before leaving, Li Zarong saw the camera placed not far from Old Carl, and his pupils shrank slightly.

This is to be recorded, and this one asked him to go in person
If this kind of video is kept, if he is exposed in the future, he will be lost forever.

Looking at old Carl, the other's eyes were calm, and there was even a hint of ridicule, just like the expression of a cat looking at a mouse that has nowhere to go.

Gritting his teeth, Li Zairong lowered his head and turned around to prepare.

He can't do it, where else can he go?
Even if he runs, can he run?
They dared to stand here to take pictures openly, who knows if there is someone pointing a gun at him in the dark?
Ten minutes later, the sound of woo-woo-la-la came from a distance, there were bicycles, motorcycles, and pickup trucks.

More than a dozen vehicles, carrying dozens of little blacks, staggered to the gate of Korea City. Someone took out stones from the car and threw them at the small supermarket from a distance, and someone took out paint and walked towards the gate of the supermarket. Splash on.

Seeing a little blackie draw an extremely insulting word with red paint on the rolling shutter door of the supermarket, the little blackie around laughed, there were singing, dancing, and some people lit fireworks sticks and threw them on the open space .

Although there were only a few dozen little blacks, they made a huge commotion, and even people in Koreatown could hear the commotion. There were already several shops on the second floor, and the lights were on.

Li Zairong was carrying two huge backpacks in his hands, which were filled with asphalt mixed with gasoline. Everyone knew that this thing was a simple version of an incendiary bomb. Can burn through bones, let alone buildings.

In addition, when this thing is ignited, it will emit a lot of smoke and poisonous gas. It is very powerful and the production cost is also very low. .

Putting on a sloppy hat, only a pair of eyes were exposed, Li Zairong took a deep breath, grabbed two backpacks and started sprinting, the little black people around didn't notice Li Zairong at all, when he threw the two backpacks at the entrance of the supermarket, people They all ran away, and those little blacks were still singing and dancing at the gate of Korea City.

"Mr. Li!"

"Give me the controller!"

Since Li Zarong dared to do it, he was not afraid of trouble, gritted his teeth and hid across the road 30 meters away, and then took a controller with an antenna from his subordinate.

Pressing the red button above, the two backpacks didn't seem to respond. After waiting for tens of seconds, two puffs of smoke came out of the bags.

A few little blacks thought that the fireworks in someone's bag had been ignited, and they clapped their hands and watched the joke beside them.

Li Zairong narrowed his eyes and glanced in the direction of old Carl, and even took the initiative to take off his hat so that the other party could take a picture of him. After waiting for a few seconds, there was a "bang" on the other side, and then another "bang" immediately after.

The sound is very muffled, a bit like the sound of opening the lid when the air pressure is not in place when the popcorn is popping.

then
Heart-piercing screams came one after another, Li Zairong snorted coldly, greeted the few people who came with him, and quietly hid in the darkness from the path, Old Carl, then he doesn't have to go back, and the other party needs it next time Whatever he does, he will naturally be found.

"I haven't had time to ask your name yet. I'm really sorry today. Your Highness has something to do suddenly. I can only follow His Highness back first."

Mumbai, Taj Mahal Hotel. After Alan arrived at the hotel, he took a shower and changed his clothes before meeting his girlfriend, a new friend he met today.

His previous impression of Indians was that they were black and dirty.

But today's skin tone is not too fair, but it is definitely not dark. If I have to describe it, it should be the kind of wheat-colored skin that European and American whites are very envious of.

Mainly because of her traditional costume, Allen liked it more and more.

He himself likes to read Journey to the West, and seeing this little Indian beauty now, he always has the feeling that the holy monk has finally arrived in Tianzhu.

Unconsciously, I will bring the BGM in my ear, the song "Dig in the Sand, Dig in the Sand" from "Tianzhu Girl".

(End of this chapter)