please make money

Or it doesn't matter if you don't crack it. Aliya doesn't plan to use this thing to attack the loopholes of her friends. All she wants is this group of talents.

But the fact that the letter didn't give her face made her very upset. She decided to have a face-to-face talk with the other party.

"Okay, I see, you guys are playing in the hotel——Lele, tell your brothers and sisters... Forget it, don't tell them, just give them some kind of koi, good luck event, etc. The services in a few hotels, body spas or indoor hot springs, let them stay here for a day."

"it is good."

"It's arranged for us to meet with Xin Guess, what grade and I will come together..."

"Calling the Warthog, unknown people surrounded the hotel and asked the BOSS if they needed to be transferred. 』

An Lele couldn't care less about the Warthog's code name, and threw herself to the window and opened the curtain to look down.

Thirty or forty vans, tuk-tuks and other vehicles surrounded the hotel entrance.

A group of men who looked vicious got out of the car and looked into the hotel across the street.

"Miss?" An Lele turned her head, "How?"

"Let the Black Bee Tigers prepare for battle, they must have obtained the qualifications for holding guns in the city, right?"

"Ok!"

"Then put up the M249, isn't a machine gun a gun?"

"it is good!"

"A Jing—"

"sister?"

"Go back to sleep, and so does Xiaoyu. I want you to get up and get up again. When your friends asked, they said that there was an opening event outside, and the lion dance set off firecrackers."

"...does it really matter?"

An Lele comforted him: "It's just for show. He believed in using other people's money to do things for others. How could he turn against us for such a little thing? The people I'm looking for are all established, and all of them have official service experience. They are all military weapons, he is a local ruffian, scare him to death..."

"Oh……"

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"right here?"

Thayer looked at the Dongwen Hotel in front of him, frowned, and then looked at the long streets on the left and right.

The hotel is an old hotel, and an old hotel means that it is not a brand new commercial district, and the roads are quaint—or narrow.

Originally it was just a good place to take a quiet place in the midst of the hustle and bustle, but surrounded by these seemingly unkind places, it suddenly became a problem.

"Take all those tourists away—be polite, fix the road, understand?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

The younger brother hurriedly drove the yellow wrecker to block the road, and it could be seen that they were very skilled in this method.

When Aliya came out, she saw this guy who looked like a meat mountain, waiting for her at the door.

The guys in the costumes of the two hotel waiters stood in front of Roshan, and then raised their fingers to Alia.

"Hello!" The man who looked like a mountain of meat squeezed out a smiling face and clasped his hands towards Alia: "You are very welcome to travel to Siam, and I hope you have a pleasant journey."

Aliya lifted her coat, stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, and said nothing.

As for Jie Gui and the other two bodyguards from the second assault squad, they were not covered by their bulletproof vests.

"Oh, don't be nervous, you guys, I'm just here to visit the guests."

Roshan Man raised his hands to signal everyone not to get nervous, and then raised his hand to call for a waiter.

"Come on, tell this lady who I am."

The waiter looked at him, then at Alia, and finally ran over in small steps to say something, but was held down by the bodyguard.

The class commander of the second class is a four-star character who was recruited by Alia once in the book. He can't beat the masters and can't deal with a few hooligans?

She held up the waiter with one hand, and then kicked out another cursing guy who wanted to squeeze over.

The latter clutched his stomach and rolled away, and a group of people who had been crowding across the street suddenly rushed forward.

But Jiegui just raised her hand and pulled out the gun at her waist, rubbed one hand on her leg and loaded it directly, pinched the waiter with one hand, and pointed the gun directly at Roshan Man.

"..." The corners of Roshan Man's eyes twitched, and then he took a deep breath and squeezed out a kind smile: "OK, OK... come back, let me talk."

"Stand back—"

Casually pushing away the second-five-boy waiter who has become the other side's ghost, sister Gui holds a gun in both hands, and doesn't give the other side any face: "Now——I said back off!"

While talking, she led the people forward, and the two teammates who directly raised the Christmas tree behind her followed, a standard assault strike.

Rou Shannan was forced to retreat repeatedly by her, just like a gangster who was forced to retreat helplessly by a certain Bai Yueguang holding a cordon.

She didn't stop until she was almost four or five meters away, and raised her hand to signal the people under her to redeploy their defensive positions.

The comrades in the fire support squad directly transferred the two cars parked on the side of the hotel and drove them to Alia's side, ready to drive out to form a shield wall at any time.

Not to mention that, under the expression that the corners of Roshan Man's mouth began to twitch, the front of the car was erected with two squad machine guns with defensive shields.

"boom----"

There was a crisp sound of glass, and everyone subconsciously looked up.

On the third floor of the hotel, the window glass was directly smashed, and glass shards fell on the street.

A remote-controlled weapon station was pushed out, and half of the black-painted gun body and base were exposed. Accompanied by the sound of a slight mechanical rotation, the muzzle of the gun pointed obliquely at the street entrance.

The electronic eye of the cold optical reconnaissance system adjusts the focus, reflecting the figure of Roshan Man on the street.

From this shooting angle, it is true that two machine guns can block a street...

The meat mountain man was no longer as simple as twitching the corner of his mouth, his face turned livid, and he stared at Alia.

Everyone is a gangster, are there any rules?

Your configuration - you -

Roshan Man nodded and clapped his hands lightly: "Wonderful performance, miss, can we talk now?"

An Lele next to him brought Alia a stool, so Alia sat down opposite a group of rotten boys who were staring at him, raised her chin defiantly, and called the Roshan Man over to talk like a puppy.

The two twenty-five waiters also followed, and it was obvious that they 'revealed' Alia's information.

"Miss Ai, I'm sorry to meet you in this way..."

The Roshan man kept his posture very low. He had no choice but to feel that he was a professional, but he didn't expect Alia to be more professional.

An Lele sneered at his arrogance: "If we hadn't been prepared to block the door early in the morning, you should sit now and let us stand, right?"

Roshan Man obviously passed the Mandarin test. Hearing An Lele's yin and yang aura, he nodded, then turned around and slapped the waiter on the face.

"Things with no eyes! I'll let you tell me when Ms. Ai is free. I'll pay a visit. How did you pass on the news!"

As he said that, he slapped his backhand again, and the poor waiter lost two of his teeth.

The latter hastily covered his face and repeatedly admitted his mistakes, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his cheeks suddenly swelled up, and he looked at Alia beggingly.

"Miss Ai, you don't remember villains, if you're not satisfied, I'll feed him to the crocodile!"

What is the younger brother used for?

Of course it is used as a stepping stone!

If you don't use it as a step now, why don't you slap yourself in the face to show Alia?

Aliya rested her chin on one hand, and her eyes were so calm that she didn't look like a little girl who would be scared, but rather like watching monkeys in a zoo.

"After all, it was you who followed me last night?"

"...Yes, but this is what Mr. Sinchai meant."

"What do you want?"

"Give us your phone, please."

Aliya took a deep look at him, then took out her mobile phone: "Do you want this?"

Of course, Roshan Man doesn't know if this is the case, but since the other party has brought it up, it is obvious that there is something to talk about.

He felt relieved, and his expression suddenly became flattering, as if we were friends again.

The slumped Thayer is more like a mountain of meat, a fat walking pig.

With his dark skin and some South Asian blood, he is not like a Siamese, but like a third brother.

"Miss Ai, as long as you don't meddle in this matter and give it to us, then you can gain Mr. Xinchai's friendship..."

"What if I don't?" Aliya handed the phone to An Lele: "What kind of bullshit, do you know me?"

"..."

Roushan Nan's expression slowly subsided, and he stood up straight: "Miss Ai, you have to understand a truth, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake."

"So how do you want me to understand this truth?"

The meat mountain man narrowed his eyes and stared at Alia, wanting to know whether she was going to charge a high price, or if she was really unhappy with him.

"Like this." He turned and grabbed the waiter, punching him in the cheek.

The latter fell to the ground, and the Roshan man rushed forward to punch and kick, and then clasped the opponent's eyelids with his fingers.

"Miss Ai, here, if you don't respect Master Xinchai, your eyes will be gouged out, and your tongue will be cut off—I'll show you right now."

Aliya sighed: "In another 100 years, you will still play this game..."

After that, she looked around, then took off her slippers helplessly.

In the next second, a ridiculously loud slap resounded throughout the long street.

Like drumming—or something else—Thayer stared blankly at Alicia, then at the slipper in her hand, and finally touched his face.

His cheeks began to swell, and a shoe-sole mark was visible to the naked eye.

But he still didn't seem to believe this scene, touched his numb cheeks, and there were gold stars buzzing in front of his eyes.

"exhibit--"

"Snapped------"

"give me--"

"Snapped------"

"Look—"

"Snapped------"

"You local gangs really have no manners at all. You have to find a suitable partner to play this in front of me?"

Alia threw the slippers on the ground and put them on again. Thayer, the meat mountain man, staggered and wanted to stand up, but his cheeks were swollen like a pig's head after a few strokes, and he was blurred to see things. He knelt down in front of Aliya.

Aliya stood up and picked up the stacked stool behind her, and slapped him on the head and face, with great force and debris flying.

"friendship!"

"Snake!"

"Let me guess—"

"Kid, you still guess!"

"Can you have someone whose name doesn't involve guessing!"

"You're annoying me like this—"

By the time she hit the stacked stool in her hand, there were only two steel pipes left, Thayer had turned into a lump of real meat that had grown three times fat, twitching and exhaling on the ground.

His subordinates were excited, and two of them, who seemed to be loyal boys, pulled out the coconut knife wrapped in newspapers and were about to rush forward.

Aliya pulled out the gun from Jiegui's waist and raised her hand to shoot twice. This action stopped Jiegui, who was about to shoot, and prevented them from becoming sieves.

"Bang bang——"

Two shots directly pierced the knees of the two knives, and all the other bodyguards pointed their guns at them.

The weapon station upstairs made a clear sound of mechanical rotation, trembling slightly as if it would fire in the next second.

He fired without hesitation, the clear gunshots, and the slight smell of gunpowder smoke made the whole street quiet.