His chubby face didn't match his figure at all. Following behind him was an Asian girl dressed like a doll. The black puffy gauze made it clear that she wasn't very old.
"Yamaguchi Tsutomu?"
"Yamaguchi Tsutomu?"
Xu Xiaoxiao and Qin Guan read his name at the same time.
"Do you know her?"
Xu was shocked. He turned to Qin Guan and blurted out, "Boss?"
Qin Guan stuffed a mouthful of meat into his mouth. "What did you say? Can you speak human language? Or did you see a pretty girl again? Yamaguchi Tsutomu is very cute. You don't see her often in America. "
Xu let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Qin Guan didn't respond. He patted Qin Guan on the shoulder. "Just eat here. If you get impatient, send a message to me. You can leave at any time."
Qin Guan nodded in confusion. Xu let go of the hot girl and walked towards Yamaguchi Tsutomu.
Yamaguchi Tsutomu was expressionless. When Xu walked towards her, she glanced at him.
She searched for him hundreds and thousands of times, but when she looked back, Qin Guan was at the steps … eating meat …
Yamaguchi Tsutomu was stunned. The fat man in front of her was the one she had met in Shinjuku. Due to his loyalty to the organization, he had accompanied her on her trip to America.
Yamaguchi Tsutomu didn't say anything, but she bowed slightly to Qin Guan. The honest man also bowed respectfully to Qin Guan.
"What a rare guest! Let's talk later."
Xu Xiaoxiao didn't want to attract attention. He gestured to Yamaguchi Tsutomu and they walked down the stairs quietly.
Feeling almost full, Qin Guan put the plate down on the table, wiped his long fingers, and got up to leave. There were so many acquaintances at the meeting that night.
I'd better go back to my own home.
Qin Guan bid farewell to the old man and his friends and left the party leisurely.
The night in Manhattan always had its own tranquility. There were stray cats wandering around on any small road that did not want to be left alone.
Dressed in a Burberry suit, Qin Guan wandered along the empty path, humming a melodious Jiangnan folk song as he stepped on the steps.
His home was only two blocks away, but he hesitated at the fork in the road. He turned left and found himself in a slum area. The street paintings there were in a different style, showing that he lived in a different world.
The road on the right, on the other hand, was a big detour. It would take them ten minutes to get there.
Who is Qin Guan? What is he afraid of? The slum area is not the hell of China. I don't believe it. Let's go right.
Qin Guan chose the long detour without hesitation. Nobody laughed at him. Anyone with a brain would choose the right one.
One was not afraid of robbers being poor, but they were afraid of robbers being cultured. There were also smart people among the robbers and hooligans. This street was known as the most chaotic area for a reason.
Everyone was so scared that they didn't take the shortcut anymore. Instead, they took the longer route. If there was no business on the left, couldn't they just wait on the right?
It was just that after the crime, they would run to the backyards of a few communities when they escaped, which would be beneficial for them to hide.
As a result, Qin Guan's correct choice didn't work. He was surrounded. In fact, Qin Guan had planned to run away at first, but when he turned around, two more people blocked his way.
There were only three of them. Like a lonely master, Qin Guan recalled all the kung fu he had learned, hoping that his next move would be able to deter them.
Qin Guan looked like he was possessed by Bruce Lee. He was wearing an exquisite black suit. "Ah!" With a loud shout, he turned around and did a 360-degree turn with a side kick. Then, he began his debut.
Immediately after that, he performed a handspring, a backbend, a somersault, and a somersault. Then, he performed a beautiful horse stance.
He arrogantly waved at the few American blacks in front of him with one hand, who knew how many mixed-blood Americans there were in front of him.
"We are all brothers. Only a man can fight one-on-one. Come on, let's have a one-on-one fight!"
Actually, Qin Guan was smart. The freestyle moves he had performed with the female gymnast were not for nothing. With a series of dazzling moves, he escaped from the encirclement.
Now that he was outside the circle, the three gangsters were standing in front of him.
"Brother, this guy looks good. Who should we send?"
Before the dark-skinned kid could finish his sentence, he was slapped on the head by the dark-skinned leader.
"This is robbery! You were in the martial arts club. You should have a one-on-one fight if he said so. Don't talk nonsense with him. Let's go together. "
With a disdainful smile, the three gangsters approached Qin Guan. The closer they got to the man under the lamp, the more they felt like he was a master.
The Asian boy was sitting like a bell and standing like a pine tree. His eyes were shining, and he was in high spirits.
Out of caution for his job and consideration for the success rate of the crime, the dark-skinned leader added, "Grab the weapons …"
His boss was very cautious of this fat sheep in front of him. It made sense. He still had to take off his clothes later. His clothes could be sold for thousands of dollars at a second-hand brand-name store, not to mention his watch with a tiny diamond on it and his bright sapphire cuffs.
To be honest, Qin Guan was dressed like a fat sheep. It was a pity that Qin Guan, who had never carried a wallet in the United States, was destined to disappoint them.
Qin Guan's appearance did not scare them away. He was trying his best to think of a countermeasure. The three gangsters pulled out their knives without saying a word.
The sharp switchblades were not like the fruit knives made in China. When they popped out, the thin blades would tremble a few times. The switchblades in their hands were as long as a person's palm when triggered.
Qin Guan estimated that they could stab a hole in a person easily, but he did not panic. He had to be fearless, like a man running away in front of a ferocious beast.
He shouted majestically, "Come on!"
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