The American Scripture

[Dao Zang America] General Chapter Serial Post [Forbidden Water] m

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　　 Very young Asian, with a smile on his face, giving people a gentle and gentle feeling, but this person looks familiar. Dean suddenly raised his chin, and he remembered that it was the celebrity in Temecula, who miraculously survived the plane crash.

　　 Thinking of this, his heart calmed down again. Such a young man should have no threat to him. He nodded at Zhen Fan.

　　 "Do you know Sheriff Kerns?"

　　 "Yes, he and I are friends, so... we have this meeting today!" Zhen Fan nodded and snapped his fingers at the reception, "A cup of coffee and some sugar!"

　　 "It's not good to eat too much sugar, it's very tiring, it's not good for teeth and appetite!" Dean raised his eyelids, then ignored Zhen Fan's face, and just stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon.

　　 "I like sweeter ones!" Zhen Fan held up the coffee delivered by the waiter, and held the quilt to Dean. "It tastes good and it makes memorable. This cafe is really good. I like the taste!"

　　 "Well, let's be straightforward. What do you want to do when you ask me to come here?" Dean scruples at Sheriff Cohens, so he is more polite to Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan still smiled like that, not trembling with Dean’s impatience. Instead, he took a sip of coffee and said, “It’s actually very simple. After what happened last night, I believe Mr. Dean is already in Timechul. Lashi is the only boss, right?"

　　 "So what?" Dean replied with disdain, he was indeed the boss of Temecula City. But what does this have to do with you?

"How to be the boss is your business, but I don’t want the city of Temecula to become a mess when Jim is still in power. The underworld must have underworld rules. If you can’t do it, the boss might as well let someone else do it. !" When Zhen Fan said this, his eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at Dean, making him feel very uncomfortable.

A big guy next to 　　 suddenly stood up, "crash". The coffee cup in front of his table also fell to the ground, and the waiter hurried over, wanting to help. But being pointed at by the big man, shook his finger, quickly stopped, and stood far away. Obviously anyone can tell. Zhen Fan is in trouble.

　　 "What did you say? Boy!" The big man pointed at Zhen Fan, "You tm talked to the boss like this, want to kill yourself?"

　　 "Cowen, sit down, don't get excited, I believe Mr. Zhen will consider it clearly! He will apologize for it!" Dean stopped Cowen's further actions considering the relationship with Sergeant Koens.

　　 "Luck you, bastard!"

　　 Cowen sat down. His expression was not good, and his heart was still filled with the excitement and sense of accomplishment of accepting the Erotica last night. Your heart has already started to swell, how can you keep others from speaking to Dean like this?

"If...that's what you want to say, then I can tell you!" Dean leaned his body back. "You have to be a little clearer, okay, boy, I should go now, by the way. Say hello to Chief Cohens!" Dean said, slowly standing up, adjusting his suit and preparing to leave.

"Perhaps you have forgotten how Urban hits his head. Is it particularly uncomfortable to see that feeling?" Zhen Fan suddenly said, and then stood up and approached Dean. "Dean Sir, do you know why Urban was ruined overnight? Know why he suddenly drove back, deliberately blasting his head in front of you? Isn't this the doubt in your heart?"

　　 "What do you want to say?"

　　 Dean's body froze, and Urban's sluggish gaze and the disgusting scene of blasting his head flashed across his head, which made him feel a little vomiting.

"What I want to say has already been said, the underworld must have underworld rules! If you violate the rules, I believe Urban will tell you clearly what is the end of the violation!" After Zhen Fan finished speaking, she turned around without looking at him. Walk towards the outside of the cafe.

　　 "Wait!" Dean yelled quickly.

　　 "Man, the boss told you to wait!" The two bodyguards standing at the door tried to stop Zhen Fan, one of them extended a hand to press against Zhen Fan's chest.

　　 "Are you sure you want to stop me?" Zhen Fan suddenly smiled at the two men.

　　 The two bodyguards seemed to be sluggish all of a sudden. They stopped moving, their eyes were full of horror, they were shaking all over, but they couldn't move a step.

　　 "By the way, Mr. Dean, are those outside the cafe yours? Get them a good doctor!" Zhen Fan said, not looking back, and left straight away!

　　 "Damn it, go look outside!" Dean suddenly felt an uneasy feeling in his heart.

"Okay, Boss!" Cowen ran out of the cafe quickly, and saw that under the dim light, the men they were lying in ambush outside were lying on the ground, a little confused, and horrified eyes appeared in their eyes. Seeing Cowen coming out, they yelled as if they were stimulated, and some even pulled out their guns, wanting to face Cowen.

　　 "Asshole, it's me! Cowen!" Cowen was taken aback, kicked the guy who was lying on the ground and trying to get his gun, squatted down, and asked harshly, "What happened?"

　　 "I'm in hell, I'm in hell!" The man's mouth repeatedly said, and the frightening color on his face became more and more serious. He tried to get up, but struggled and fell to the ground again.

　　 "What's the matter with this tmd?"

　　 Cowen drew his pistol and yelled loudly at the surroundings.

　　 "Who is it? Come out, you **** bastard, if you have the courage to come out and challenge me, I will blow your head with one shot!"

　　 "咚咚" twice. The two bodyguards who blocked Zhen Fan just now also suddenly fell to the ground, making panic sounds, as if something was strangling their throats.

"Take them away!" Dean's face turned pale, and he finally understood why Urban, who had already escaped, drove into his home eagerly. He pulled the trigger and splashed him. The blood stains and brains on the face are warning myself.

　　Cowen called. A few cars galloped over quickly and carried all these guys away.

　　 "You will go to hell, Dean!" Dean was watching one of his men being carried. Ready to drive, suddenly the guy raised his head and looked at him coldly, "You'll go to hell, Dean!" The voice was a little weird, and his eyes were hollow, like unfocused astigmatism. It was like the eyes of a viper staring at him.

　　 "You idiot!" Cowen cursed aside.

　　 "Hurry up!" After Dean said this, he didn't say a word, and walked to his car silently. Open the car door.

　　 "Go back!" Dean said.

　　 It is strange that the driver is still motionless!

　　 "Go back!" Dean's voice was louder and somewhat unhappy, if this time. The driver should be shivering in fright. But the driver still sat motionless in the cab.

　　 "Hurry up and drive back, **** you!" Dean was finally angry, all kinds of anxiety and fear, made him scream hysterically, "Go back, or blow your head off, I will drive by myself!"

　　 The driver suddenly turned his head and smiled weirdly at Dean: "You will go to hell! Dean!" As he said, he opened the car door dumbly. Then walked forward step by step stupidly. The door did not close either.

　　 "Hey, are you crazy? Where are you going?" Dean yelled at the driver.

　　 "I will kill you!" Cowen also walked over at this time. He raised the pistol and pointed it at the driver, "Better come back quickly before I get angry!"

　　 "You will go to hell!" The driver smiled strangely, and suddenly fell to the ground, unconscious.

　　 "Damn it!" Cowen cursed, ran over, looked at the driver, pressed his finger on his carotid artery, and nodded at Dean. The guy just fainted, and it didn't matter.

"Boss!" Cowen came over, and he started to panic in his heart. He also began to feel a little inexplicably afraid of the man named Zhen Fan, just like seeing a poisonous snake, subconsciously felt that he should stay away from that. Dangerous guy.

　　 "Do you think I should follow Van Zhen's words?" Dean asked subconsciously.

　　Cowen was stunned, looked at the brothers who were carried into the car, and shook his head: "I don't know, boss, maybe...I don't know, but no matter what you decide, you are our boss!"

"Thank you, Cowen!" Dean patted his shoulder lightly. "Perhaps we have been arrogant for too long and have overlooked a lot of things. Call Sheriff Cohens and say I will Follow the rules and let him rest assured. The tragedy of Jim and Urban will not happen to me."

　　 Dean said, and then walked forward slowly, his figure stretched out obliquely under the dim street lights, looking a little lonely and a little sad.

　　 "Boss, I'll take you back!" Cowen said loudly while looking at his back.

　　 Dean didn't look back, stretched out his hand high, then shook it, and moving forward, his figure slowly melted into the night, gradually faded, and gradually disappeared.

　　The gangs in Temecula City have almost disappeared in these two days. They have become low-key. Even if there are, they are just a few innocent rascals. However, because of the shooting incidents these days, the police in Temecula City have increased their patrols and investigations, and these little rascals were knocked over their guns.

　　 "What else do I need? I have all my things!" Kristen dragged his little suitcase and turned around in front of Zhen Fan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How do I look? "

　　 "As always!" Zhen Fan was a little absent-minded, looking at the phone on the coffee table from time to time.

　　 "Are you waiting for someone to call?" Christine squinted at the phone on the table.

　　 "It's Sister An!" Zhen Fan looked at Christine helplessly, "I originally planned to go back to China with her, but... now it's a threesome!"

　　 "That's better, there are always talks between women!" Christine dragged the suitcase, "Let's go, we can go to Los Angeles to pick her up!"

　　 At this time, the phone rang suddenly, and Christine took it over and answered the phone, moving faster than a monkey. He said that he didn't care, but he actually cared more than anyone else.

　　 "Hey, I'm Christine!"

　　 "Uh, it's me, Darnell Cohens!" There was a male voice on the other end of the phone, which made Christine feel embarrassed, smiled embarrassedly, and handed the phone to Zhen Fan.

　　 "It's me, Fan Zhen!"

　　 "Dean called me, everything is done!" There was some excitement on the other end of the phone.

　　 "I see, that's it!" Zhen Fan hung up, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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