1855 United States Tycoon

With her back to Don Juan, Dena didn't even notice the greedy and sulky look Don Juan showed to her, but even if she saw it, Dena wouldn't be too worried. The guy who wears such a low-end perfume certainly doesn't have a great background. Although in the United Kingdom, the influence of the McDonald family is far less than in the United States. However, crushing a small person like Don Juan to death is not as easy as crushing a small ant.

But Dena didn't notice, it didn't mean that others didn't notice. Alice, who was working as a nurse with Dena, noticed it. So she took the opportunity to pack things, walked gently to Dena's side, and whispered to Dena, "Dana, be careful of that guy, I think he seems to be unkind, maybe he will do something. "

The warning didn't scare Dena, it made Dena excited.

"It's so interesting." Dena grabbed Alice's hand tightly, "Don't be too busy, see what tricks he can do! No hands are allowed without my command."

Looking at Dena Miss who was full of excitement, like a child who saw a new toy, Alice could only mourn the hapless apprentice in her heart.

...

Dana is now renting in a small attic in a small block in the West End of London. There are many out-of-towners in this neighborhood. There are wandering "artists" who have not yet become famous, and do not know if they can become famous within a hundred years after their death, there are college students who have come to London from other places to study, there are down-and-out small businessmen, and women who sell laughs.

Compared to Dena's current status, a student from abroad, the rent and consumption of this block are the most suitable. Moreover, Dena actually likes this unfettered to a bit chaotic environment. Of course, the law and order here is not good. There are many idle homeless people and gypsies on the street.

Some gypsy women in dirty red turbans will hold a small glass ball (pretending to be a crystal ball), stretch out your hand to hold you, and tell you that, according to Star’s enlightenment, you may be in the near future. There is a chance to make a fortune. As long as you give her five pence, she is willing to teach you how to seize this opportunity and make a fortune.

Of course, if you are a woman, she will tell you that, according to Star's guidance, you can find a Ruyi Scepter.

Of course, if you think five pence is too expensive, she will also be willing to make it cheaper. Five pence is not good, then four pence, three pence, or even one penny. Do it anyway-it's just a begging. But at this time, you must be extra careful, especially pay attention to the children that the gypsy woman is carrying. Maybe, that gypsy woman mumbled so much to you, just to distract your attention and cover the child so that he has time and has the opportunity to put her hand in her pocket. Or simply use a sharp knife to cut open your handbag.

This is still gentle. If a woman goes out alone at night, she is more likely to encounter a guy who directly robs.

So when you walk on this street with your handbag, be sure to hold the handbag in both hands like Dena, and place it in front of your body where your eyes can see. Otherwise, when you go home and look down, you might find that a large opening has been cut on the top of the handbag, and all the valuable things in it will naturally be gone.

...

"Do you know where that woman lives?" Don Juan asked at the big man with a bull above the arm standing in front of him.

"Yes, she lives with a woman named Alice in the attic of Old Jack's house." The man replied gruffly.

"Living in the attic?" Don Juan thought, "It seems that this woman really has no money."

"When they come back tomorrow, you let your people deliberately go up and provoke, and then I will rush up..." Don Juan said.

"You know, isn't it the old-fashioned "Hero Save the Beauty"?" The man interrupted Don Juan, "It's okay for our brother to act for you, but the acting has to pay for the performance."

"No problem," Don Juan said. "How about three pounds?"

"Too little, at least ten pounds!" The man was obviously dissatisfied with the price.

"Five pounds, no more!"

"Seven pounds, this still depends on the happy cooperation we have been working together, and it can't be less."

...

"Dana, there were a few people following us on the way back just now. Why don't you let us take a detour to get rid of them?" Alice said to Dana who was sitting on the edge of the bed soaking her feet.

"Ah, I know. Those guys must be ill-intentioned. But I'm tired and don't want to bother with that." Dena gently patted the water in the bucket for washing her feet with her feet, and spoke in a way. The tone of other people's stories say this.

"But doesn't this expose all our footholds?" Alice said, "You know, it's so easy for us to get rid of those idiots, why bother..."

Hearing Alice's complaint, Dena didn't take it seriously. Instead, she smiled and said, "What are you afraid of, aren't you still protecting me?"

"Big Miss!" Alice was almost speechless, "I have only one person. If a large group of gangsters pop up all at once, it may not be possible. And Big Miss, we have guns, but, who knows those Are there any hooligans? In case, even if these stinky hooligans touch even one of your hair, even if we kill them all, it will be at a loss."

"It's okay. Alice, don't worry about it." Dena still didn't care. "Today is too tired. I'm going to sleep."

...

"There is a group of damn gangsters eyeing Miss Miss. They have been following Miss Miss to where she is now." An intelligence agent said to Andy.

"What kind of people are these? Have you investigated it clearly?" Andy asked.

"It's a small gang. The boss is called John Bilson, and his nickname is "Mad Cow". There are about seven or eight people under him." The intelligence agent replied.

"What is the tracking level of these people? Didn't they find you?" Andy continued to ask.

"Very amateur, an ordinary person is very likely to find their tracking. How can a guy of this level find us tracking them?" Obviously, the intelligence agent was completely dismissive of the level of those guys.

"In this way, Alice has always been with Miss Miss. At her level, it is impossible not to find these trackers. In fact, even if it is not Alice, it is just the anti-tracking training that Miss Miss has received. I should be able to find them easily and get rid of them. Why did the big Miss take them all the way back to where he left?" Andy said as if to himself.

After a while, he slammed his right hand into a fist and hammered it in the palm of his left hand.

"Dana Miss uses those guys as bait." Andy said, "Dana Miss must know our existence. As far as I know, Dena Miss mostly doesn't like people staring at them in the dark. For her, even if these people are out of good intentions. She probably hopes to use these guys as bait to catch us out. Then she can figure out a way to get rid of us. It must be so!"

"So, Boss, what do we do? We can't look at Big Miss in danger. If something happens to Big Miss, Mr. MacDonald will definitely kill our family."

"Of course we can't let the big Miss be in any danger, but we can't directly expose it. Those guys in that gang have some people, they all live there, go and find out for me as soon as possible. Let's do it first and get all these scum... "Andy said.

"Kill it all!" Carl of the action group said on the side, and at the same time he made a knife shape on the palm of his right hand and smashed it fiercely.

"What nonsense! This is not United States, don't cause too much trouble. It's best not to let Miss find out what's going on, please. So if you don't do mass killings, you can't do it!" An Di severely stopped this unnecessary violent tendency.

"Carl, once the target is confirmed, find an opportunity to bring your people, pretend to be fighting, and severely wound them so that they can't move. In addition, you have to ask them clearly why they are watching Big Miss. Don't kill or maimed people easily. Understand?" Andy ordered.

"Understood, boss!" Karl replied.

...

Early the next morning, John Bilson came to the street as usual. This is his territory, and he goes around this street one or two times a day. It's like a beast, patrolling its own territory.

After seeing John Bilson, everyone nodded their heads to say hello to him with a look of fear and flattery, which made him especially proud.

At this moment, I didn’t know that someone emerged from there and slammed into John Bilson. He staggered. The person still stepped heavily on his toe, almost all of them. He is going to crush his toe.

"Ah!" John Bilson clutched his feet and jumped up.

"Asshole, don't you walk with eyes? You dare to hit daddy, do you want to die?" Before John Bilson could speak to the guy, the guy yelled at him first.

"Asshole!" John Bilson put his foot down and rushed to the guy with an angry roar, ready to teach that guy a lesson, so he must be beaten so that his mother can't recognize him!

John Bilson punched the guy fiercely, but that guy was exceptionally agile. He just flashed slightly to the side, and John's punch fell through. Then, just when John wanted to withdraw his fist and try again, he was punched hard in the face, so his eyes went dark and he fainted. Just before he fainted, he seemed to hear that the man said: "It's so fucking useless!"

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