I have a paradise

How about staying in a room for thirty-five thousand dollars a night?According to Wang Yi's words, living in a villa without him is comfortable. Although the room is decorated with care, it is not like a bed at home, with various attributes.

The sun was warm and comfortable. Wang Yi left the hotel early in the morning and declined the personal butler arranged by the Four Seasons Hotel. Wang Yi took his bodyguards and went out.Let the bodyguard sell a cardboard box and a black plastic bag at a convenience store on the street. Wang Yi filled the ledger and white powder he found last night, and then asked the bodyguard to drive to the 44th block.

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"Jingle Bell!"

In a certain room, the phone rang, and a middle-aged white man turned over and got up from the woman next to him. He fumbled on the table with his right hand, took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button, put the phone on his ear and put it in his mouth. He cursed and said: "Damn it, which bastard called Lao Tzu early in the morning. If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, believe it or not, I shot your head!"

"Boss, I'm Pete, something is not good!" An anxious voice came on the phone.

"Pete? Didn't you look at the goods in the warehouse? What happened?" Hearing Pete's voice, Brandon woke up suddenly.

"Yes, the boss has something serious." Pete said.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

"Last night I, Jim, Joseph, and Jack were four people guarding the goods in the warehouse, but when I woke up this morning, I found..."

"What did you find?"

"Found that the goods we just purchased are missing!"

"What? It's gone? The four of you guards lost the goods! Damn, did you stuff your heads? What do you eat..." Brandon roared angrily when the goods were gone.

Then Brandon scolded Pete with a bloody head. Brandon barked at the phone for ten minutes, then stopped after feeling tired.

"Do you know who stole the goods? If you don't even know this, then you don't have to come back to see me!"

"Boss, the person who stole our goods also left a note." Pete said.

"Note? What note? What did he say?" Brandon asked.

"He said he was a blood hand! Let's give him three million dollars, otherwise we will give the goods to others..."

"Shit, that's mine!" Brandon yelled.Hanging up the phone, Brandon put on his clothes, drove downstairs and got in the car and galloped towards the warehouse.

When he came to the warehouse, the warehouse door was wide open, and his four younger brothers were already standing at the door.

"Boss." Seeing Brandon getting off the car, several people hurried up to meet him.

When he saw that the box of hidden goods was empty, Brandon really wished to destroy the four guys with a single shot.Reached out and took the piece of paper out of the box, and looked at the text on it, Brandon was furious, and his hands directly tore the piece of paper into pieces.

"Bruno, he dared to move my goods!" Brandon gritted his teeth, as if to eat people.

"Pete, Joseph, the people who notified us, all bring the guy, I'm going to ask that guy who gave him the courage to steal my goods!" Brandon vented and recovered his calm, and then directly commanded his men.

It is impossible for Brandon to believe that the goods were taken by the blood hand because of this note, but this is the only clue, in case he really took it.

About half an hour later, the various weapons prepared by more than 20 gang members drove the car aggressively towards the headquarters of the Blood Hand Gang!

At the same time, Bruno woke up from his sleep.

"Ah~ I slept so well last night!"

Bruno yawned, pushed the woman beside him away, then rolled over and got out of bed, took a cigarette and lit it.With a cigarette in his mouth, Bruno put on his shoes, wandered to the bathroom, went to a toilet, washed his face casually, and walked out of the room.

"Mark, where is my breakfast?" Bruno shouted directly when he came downstairs.

"Boss, your breakfast has been bought, and I will bring it to you." A short Latino trot over.

"These are your favorite crab burgers, Mexican chicken rolls, milk and fruit salad. They are all just hot. You can try them."

"Well, not bad." Bruno picked up the crab burger, took a big bite and muttered.

"Matt are they back?"

"Matt and they haven't come back, but yesterday Matt called back and said that they had blocked him, and they should have gone to our secret base now!"

"This guy, it's been all night, is that foreign fat sheep difficult to deal with?" Bruno never thought that Matt would be wiped out. You know, he asked Matt to bring half of the good players inside, and he only dealt with one. The lighthouse country does not have any foundation of foreign wealthy people. If this fails, Matt will not have to be the third person in the blood hand.

"Call them and ask how things are going!"

"Okay boss, I'm going to call now." Mark took out his cell phone and dialed it, but the call was not connected, but prompted him that the phone was turned off.

"The boss can't get through. Matt's phone is off."

"It's turned off, this guy, wouldn't it be a fool again! Damn it coming back to clean up you!" Bruno didn't take it seriously when he heard the phone turned off, because it was not the first time.

"When I have breakfast, I will go straight over!"

Just after he finished eating the crab burger, he heard someone shouting: "Take the guy, the group of niggas are here, go to the gun library to get guns!"

Bruno was taken aback for a moment, ignoring his meal, and rushed downstairs. When he ran down with a gun, his little brothers had already waited downstairs with pistols and rifles.

There are more than 40 people on both sides. The two sides are 20 to 30 meters apart, and they point their guns at each other one after another. The atmosphere on the scene is fierce. It seems that only a little spark will be directly detonated!

Bruno couldn’t figure out why these niggers suddenly came here to block the door. You must know that these gangs are also well-known, and as the largest gang around, the last time they were blocked was two or three years ago. Thing.

"Brandon, what do you mean? Whoever gave you the courage to bring someone to block the door of my bloody hand!" Bruno pointed to Brandon and asked.

Brandon's eyes were red, like an angry bull that smelled like gunpowder and said: "Bruno, you dare to snatch my goods and return my goods to me immediately. I will treat today's things as if they had never happened, otherwise... ."

"Have you stuffed your head? When did I let someone snatch your goods!" Bruno angered.