Infinite Possession of Beauty

"Guru."

Swallowed a mouthful of water.

Shamek cautiously came to the second floor of Harlem Paradise by the dim lights of the nightclub.

"Shit, this is the real Harlem paradise, this is what I want!" Shamek dared to look down on the first floor scene from the second floor, and couldn't help but let out a foul language.

Containing his excitement, he continued to walk in, standing on the second floor with a few men dressed as bodyguards made Shamick subconsciously lift his heart, he was lucky enough, and did not attract a few people's attention.Following the aisle on the second floor, Shamik came to an obvious office.

The Martin he had seen before was inside.

"I am a person who never likes to bend, so tell me, what happened?"

Standing in front of the huge "Mr. Infamous" poster, Cornell looked at Martin and the others with the bandage in front of him, and asked with interest.

"We met a man, he..."

"Ah, ah~" reached out and interrupted Martin's explanation. Cornell turned to look at the dazzling crown on the "Mr. Infamous" poster behind him: "I don't need to listen to too many excuses or explanations. I spend money. It’s for you to do things for me, not to listen to you complaining like a lady in front of me."

"He is a yellow man. He is wearing a red undershirt and a pair of torn shoes."

Subconsciously raised his eyebrows, Cornell looked at Martin who was so big in front of him: "So, he will give you a group of people?"

"He is very powerful and kicked me away with one kick."

Cornell sat back in his chair, was silent for a while, then said: "One kick?"

"We found a little mouse."

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and the bodyguards grabbed Shamek and walked in.

Martin: "Shamek?"

Cornell: "Do you know him?"

Martin: "No, we are not very familiar."

Nodded and looked away, Cornell looked at Shamek in front of him and leaned forward slightly: "Then, tell me boy, what are you doing at the door of my office."

"I just look around. Really, I'm Dante's friend. I still play in your team."

Facing Cornell's full of deep gaze, Shamek swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

"So kid, I can only say that it's a pity that there are some places in this world that you can't just look around, such as my place." Reached out and gestured to the bodyguard standing behind Shamick, and Cornell renewed He turned his gaze back to Martin and others in front of him.

"Wait a minute, I know who that yellow guy is, I saw him in the daytime!"

Anticipating what he might encounter next, Shamek quickly struggled in the hands of the bodyguard and shouted.

"Stop it first."

Raising his hand to stop the bodyguard's movements, Cornell moved his gaze to Shamick again.

"Tell me, who the hell is that guy?"

...

"There is a small room on the third floor of the restaurant. It was originally a storage room, but you can temporarily use it as your own bedroom."

In the middle of the night, the Chinese restaurant closes.

Mrs. Connie said to Li Ran who was tidying up in the restaurant.

"Also, try not to hang out at night. Harlem's law and order is not very good, especially in the middle of the night. Many black people without work like to wander in the street. They like to rob other people like you. ."

Although her face was stern, Mrs. Connie also gave a few words to Li Ran.

"It’s not easy for a person to go abroad. Although I don’t know why you came to the United States, since you are here, you should work hard. At least you can live here. Although the salary in restaurants is not high, at least It can guarantee your three meals without getting hungry."

"Thank you."

Although Li Ran's working time in the Chinese restaurant is destined not to be too long, the kindness shown by Mrs. Connie still made him feel a little warm.

boom--

However, the warm moment did not last long. There was a knocking sound from the door, and several black punks with baseball bats rushed in.

"Sorry, we already..."

Seeing some guys coming in, Li Ran was about to say something, but was pulled down by Mrs. Connie who was standing beside him.

"what happened?"

In the kitchen, the male owner of the Chinese restaurant, a middle-aged Chinese man with the same black hair and yellow skin, walked out.

Kang Dang——

A stick smashed the ceramic pots placed in the shop. A black man with an obvious lead looked at the three people in the Chinese restaurant and asked disdainfully: "How long have you been in this country? Have you learned to speak English?"

"I have no problem with my English."

Facing the menacing black gangsters, the host replied, guarding his wife behind him.

"Then, tell Cornell Stokes and Maria Dillard that in order to build a new Harlem, you donate money and we will leave."

On the side, Li Ran had already figured out the situation, and it was obvious that these little gangsters who broke in were here to collect money.

It seems that Harlem's security situation is not very good, and it is the same as Hell's Kitchen.

Faced with the threat of black gangsters, although the host of the Chinese restaurant was scared, he still firmly refused: "This Chinese restaurant belongs to me. This building was obtained by my father's hard work. Tell Cornell Stoke S and Maria Dillard, I will not donate money to them. We voted for Maria Dillard, not for her to do this kind of thing."

"Obviously, old man, you haven't figured out the situation."

Hearing the host’s refusal, several blacks suddenly changed their expressions. The leader raised the baseball bat in his hand at the two old men and said word by word: "I don’t have the habit of respecting the old and loving the young, so , Old guys, when we are still talking, obediently take out the money for me."

"I think they have said it clearly enough."

Always watching from the side, Li Ran definitely, it's time for him to play.

"A Xing!"

Hearing Li Ran's opening, Mrs. Connie on the side hurriedly called out, trying to stop him.

However, obviously, the black gangsters on the opposite side have noticed Li Ran next to him.

"What are you talking about?" He pulled out his ears, and a black man approaching Li Ran put the baseball bat behind him and leaned forward to ask: "I didn't make it clear just now, maybe you can repeat the words again. Again?"

"I said, they have already..." After silently glanced at the baseball bat behind the black man, Li Ran replied without changing his face.

Before Li Ran could finish repeating the words, the black man standing opposite him suddenly changed his face, waving the baseball bat behind him and smashing it at the opposite Li Ran.