The wife of the reborn queen is very domineering

Chapter 1090 Trouble is coming
Dabai sat on the high carved wooden chair specially ordered for him, just like this condescending, looking at all the people in the hall like a little king.

All the people are sitting on the sofa or at the table, some are holding notebooks, some are holding tablets, and some are holding a bottle of wine...

A group of people of all shapes and sizes, old and young, men and women, with very different styles of dress.

But they all give people an unfathomable feeling, and they don't look like ordinary people.

All the people quietly listened to Dabai's speech, and Dabai explained all the rules.

Then a group of people chime in.

"Don't worry, just leave it to us, and we will follow the rules." A 60-year-old man with cross-legged legs said, holding a pipe in his hand.

"Yes, Dabai, don't worry, we will take care of everything here, you can just go home and meet your family!" A woman in her thirties with a very good figure and a very coquettish appearance was wearing a tight-fitting slit When he reached the cheongsam that was almost at the hip, he flicked the fluffy fan in his hand twice.

"Dabai, leave everything to us." A little girl who looked only six or seven years old on the sofa said seriously.

On the carved wooden chair, Dabai slightly nodded his head.

Although Xiao Nai Bao looks small and cute, but he is able to convince the crowd. So many people in the audience are looking at Xiao Nai Bao and listening to Xiao Nai Bao's words.

And Dabai also has a majestic expression on his face, the little guy has a cold expression on his face, and there is an imposing manner all over his body.

"Okay, then everything here will trouble you!"

Dabai said loudly to everyone.

"Should be!"

A group of people echoed.

At this moment, there was a gunshot outside.

Immediately afterwards, the antique carved door was suddenly pushed open, and the light from outside came in, and all the people present subconsciously looked towards the door.

A group of strong men walked in.

They were not Chinese, most of them were Americans, and all of them broke in with guns in their hands.

Compared with these big and strong American men, the group of people in the room looked like old, weak, sick and disabled.

"Jones?" The beautiful woman in a cheongsam fanned her fluffy fan and looked at the group of strong men at the door with interest.

"Oh, so it's that poor family. Why aren't you poor?" An old man looked at the crowd who almost had machine guns in their hands with a playful smile.

"What are you doing here? I don't know about Chinatown. Is this place our territory? Is it our young master Dabai's territory?"

In the room, a group of men, women and children stood up one after another.

Everyone looked at the group of people rushing in with machine guns at the door with unkind eyes.

But no one had any fear in their eyes.

Everyone just walked forward in a foolish way, blocked the gate, and blocked the group of Yankees.

A group of Yankees were all armed with guns, but they couldn't help trembling when they saw this group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

"What about the poor man? Let him say what he wants to do!" An old man stood up and said to a group of Yankees.

"What a poor man! JONES, our boss is called JONES!" A strong man shouted at the old man.

"Damn! What the hell, isn't he just dying of poverty? Is he really dying of poverty?" The old man laughed.

(End of this chapter)