my korean savage wife

Chapter 331 Azure Dragon Society? ! Iron Fist? !
I couldn't just let Ahu be tortured, so I asked Peter: "Do you know where they live?"

Peter shook his head again and again: "Do you want to save him? Don't go, they are members of the Dragon Club." Maybe because he realized that my English is not good, when Peter spoke, he tried to speak as slowly as possible.When he said the word "Qinglonghui", he used the pronunciation of Chinese pinyin. Could it be that this is a Chinese gangster association?

Yin Shanmei smiled at Peter: "Anyway, we are going to try, you just need to lead the way."

Peter has nothing to do with us but agree.

As soon as I walked out of the black neighborhood, I suddenly felt very bright.

"Peter, do you know where 'Iron Fist' is?" Yoon Sun Mi asked Peter, looking at the traffic on the road.

Peter showed surprise: "You said 'Iron Fist'?!! Where did you go and what did you do?"

Yin Shanmei smiled slightly: "Look for someone."

Peter led us to a skyscraper, and Yin Shanmei took out a golden magnetic card from her bag, and took a photo of the instrument at the door, and the glass door slowly opened.I was even more surprised to see Peter's expression.

As soon as we walked into the splendid ground floor hall with golden walls, two burly men stepped forward and said in English, "Miss, a magnetic card only allows one person to enter."

Yin Shanmei said with a blank face, "I want to see your manager Smith." When she spoke, she used Korean.

They didn't dare to underestimate Yin Shanmei, so they hurriedly changed their words and asked cautiously in Korean: "Excuse me, are you..." The Korean spoken by these two foreigners in the United States turned out to be very standard, better than mine.

"I have something urgent to find him, so you just say that a person named Yin Shanmei came to him."

One of them immediately took out the walkie-talkie: "Mr. Smith's secretary's room? There is a lady named Yin Sunmi who asked to see the manager." Then she showed us a friendly smile and led us to the sofa beside her, "Please wait here for a while. Wait."

The attitude of these two people is not bad, but what exactly is this building for?The entire hall was covered with magnificent tiles, but it was very empty—except for a sofa at the door, a service desk, and two big men.

Ding!The elevator door opened, and a tall American walked out. When he saw Yin Sunmi, he greeted him warmly in Korean: "Sunmi!? When did you come?"

"Just came today. Uncle Smith, I want to borrow some people from you."

"Borrower? Be your tour guide?" Smith looked confused.

"No, a friend of mine was taken away, and I want to rescue him."

Smith chuckled, "I'm more efficient than the police in San Francisco. How many people are there?"

Yin Sunmi thought for a while: "30."

Besides me, Smith was also taken aback: "So much?" Only Peter stood there in a daze without responding—because he couldn't understand Korean.

"Uncle Smith, have you heard of the 'Blue Dragon Society'? My friend was taken away by them."

Hearing the words Qinglonghui, Smith's face changed abruptly: "You said Qinglonghui?!!"

Seeing Smith's strange attitude, Yin Shanmei was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"It's a bit tricky~ Although the Qinglong Society is a Chinese community, their sphere of influence spans the entire San Francisco. How did you mess with them?"

"They gave usury to a friend of mine, and my friend couldn't repay it, so they arrested him." Yin Shanmi briefly introduced the situation.

"Loan usury? This is not like their style. Let me go with you. I hope they will let your friend go for my sake."

Yin Sunmi smiled happily: "Thank you, Uncle Smith."

Smith took the walkie-talkie of the big man beside him, and pressed the shortcut key: "Hey, I want thirty people."

It took less than a minute, and four elevators descended to the ground floor at the same time, and many people in black suits came out from inside, no more, no less, exactly 1 people.

The efficiency is really high... I noticed Peter's surprised eyes, as if he couldn't believe that this frail woman could summon more than 30 strong bodyguards in such a short period of time.

A group of us walked out of the building in a mighty way, and boarded a big bus with the words "Iron Fist" printed on it. Peter sat next to the driver to guide the way, and the car drove quickly to the location of the Dragon Club.

In the car, I asked Yin Shanmei in Chinese: "Who is this Smith?"

Yin Shanmei smiled at me and answered me in Chinese: "What is Gu Da's identity is what he is. This 'Iron Fist' is a high-end martial arts gym to the outside world, but it is actually our bodyguard group in the United States."

Seeing that we were speaking in Chinese, Smith was a little curious: "Shanmei, is your friend Chinese?"

Yin Shanmei smiled sweeter: "I forgot to introduce him just now, he is my boyfriend Sun Ye. The black man in front is Peter, the boss of the black neighborhood."

Smith frowned and thought for a while: "Since there are Chinese among us, it's much easier to handle. The Qinglong Society never makes things difficult for the Chinese."

Now it's Yin Shanmei and I's turn to wonder: "Don't embarrass the Chinese? Our friend who was taken away is Chinese!"

Smith pondered for a moment: "There is only one explanation. This person is not from the Blue Dragon Club. He is just using the name of the Blue Dragon Club to do evil. If that is the case, then don't give him any face, just flatten him."

So it turns out... This Smith seems to be the same as Gu Da, he is not easy to provoke, with his help, we are more confident.

"We're here!" Peter yelled, lifting his spirits.

Peter cursed and got out of the car first, and led us into a shop called "Yuanji Tea Shop".

This is a typical Chinese tea house, the tables and chairs inside are all made of old wood.No one would have thought that this turned out to be a "bandit den".The people who were drinking tea inside were scared and ran away when they saw so many of us rushing in aggressively.Some of the more courageous ones wanted to stay inside to watch the excitement, but were all kicked out by the bodyguards.Two bodyguards guarded the door, preventing people from entering and leaving, and the others followed Peter.

Straight to the second floor, opened the curtain, Peter broke into an elegantly furnished private room, and we followed closely.

I saw Ah Hu at a glance. He was tied up like a zongzi and thrown on the ground beside him, with fresh wounds all over his body.

The thin man's head was wrapped in gauze like an ugly onion.He was sitting on a chair drinking tea, but when he saw so many of us rushing in, his face turned pale with fright: "What do you want to do?"

"Blood debt!" I stepped forward step by step, my fists rattling.

The two people next to the thin man wanted to stop them, but were immediately subdued by the bodyguards we brought. Taking the opportunity, Peter stepped forward to untie the rope for Ahu, and helped Ahu to the chair next to him.

Seeing me approaching him, the skinny man turned pale: "I have something to discuss, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding...I'll let him go right away, right away."

Seeing his cowardly shrimp-like appearance, I became even more angry: With a person like you, you dare to bully Ah Hu! ! !

(End of this chapter)