The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 299 The people here are not normal
Zhao Hong knocked on the door several times, but there was no response from inside.

This made Zhao Hong a little undecided. Could it be that the boss was sleeping?
Would this wake him up?
Well, it is possible, but I have to give my boss a surprise!
Zhao Hong went downstairs, and when he came up again, he was accompanied by a Cuban girl and a black girl.

There is an extra key in my hand.

Zhao Hong was explaining something to the two women, who were full of confidence. The black girl even said, "Don't worry, boss. No man can lose his temper under my tongue. Not even the white ghosts who hate black people the most!"

Xiunuo's face in the room turned dark.

You fucking said that everyone here is mentally ill, don’t you realize that you have been assimilated too!

Zhao Hong opened the door and the two women walked in, but came out after a while.

Zhao Hong was stunned: "So fast?"

The two women said, "There's no one inside, boss."

"No one?" Zhao Hong hurried in, only to find that the room was indeed empty.

At this time, Xiunuo in heaven said three good words in a row, then took out his mobile phone and dialed 911.

You want to make a living, right? Then I’ll give you a bigger one.

About ten minutes later, Zhao Hong had given up looking for Xiu Nuo.

Anyway, the boss has always been mysterious, and his sudden disappearance must have something of his own.

An Er also ran over: "Boss? How is it?"

"The boss is away."

"Ah? How is that possible? I saw the boss never come out after he went in."

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Zhao Hong waved his hand.

"What about now?" An Er looked at the girls who were having fun in the swimming pool and asked, "Let's finish it first?"

Zhao Hong waved his hand and said, "What are you trying to end? We are already here! Even if the boss is not here, we are still here. I have to choose."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Hong's cell phone rang.

After he answered the phone, he was still a little unhappy: "Roble, please don't call me when I'm happy, okay? I am very not happy!"

"What are you talking about?" A puzzled voice came from the other side: "Zhao, you damn Oriental guy, do you know how much pressure I have to endure to help you? You should be more respectful to me when I call you! Because it must be you who caused the trouble!"

"It could be that you are short of money, Mr. Director." Zhao Hong didn't buy it at all: "Tell me, which of your mistresses is pregnant again? Or who is pregnant? Damn it, I am the boss of the Black Hand Gang after all, but I have to help you with the abortion! Can't you take some precautions when you are having fun!"

"Shut up Zhao! I'm not as stupid as you say!" The voice on the other end was a little angry: "Think carefully about what you did!"

"I happen to have a $50,000 business here."

"This has nothing to do with money, Zhao! You bastard, you opened a party and didn't even invite me! You were just enjoying yourself!"

Zhao Hong was stunned: "How did you know?"

"Someone has called the police to report you!" Roble snorted, "My police officer will be here in about five minutes. Before that, end your damn party! Clean up your things! If you haven't started yet, then congratulations. If you have started, either end it or pull it out!"

"Someone actually reported me?" Zhao Hong was instantly furious. "And Roble, you bastard, you are just taking revenge on me! Send your police officers back immediately! There is no place for them here."

"I'm sorry Zhao, we have to be responsible for every person who calls the police. This is the MPD's responsibility!"

"Fuck your job, you bastard did it on purpose!" Zhao Hong said, shouting at An Er, "Let them put on their clothes! Hurry! The police are coming. Also, let these damn women hand over all the contraband on their bodies, and we will pay them double later."

Roble on the other end of the phone laughed happily: "Remember today, Zhao, this is the price you pay for not calling Roble the Unbeatable at the party!"

"Next time I will definitely give you ten more sons, Robles! And divide up all your pitiful property!" Zhao Hong cursed viciously: "Also, who the hell reported me!"

"Oh, an illegal immigrant named Xiu Nuo, but his phone number is registered in California. What a poor guy, he traveled across the United States from the West Coast to Florida, and ended up offending you as soon as he got here. You can deal with it yourself, Zhao. He's just an illegal immigrant, I won't help you, go find it yourself."

When Zhao Hong heard this name, he was dumbfounded.

Xiu Nuo in heaven was also dumbfounded.

He made the call using a card issued by the Border Force, but this is outrageous.

What's the difference between this and me calling the police to report the person in front of me, and then the guy's phone rings?
Xiunuo originally thought that the California LAPD was outrageous enough, but now it seems that compared with this MPD, the LAPD is simply a piece of cake!

But Zhao Hong now doesn’t understand why his boss reported him?
Damn, could it be that the boss was infected by the people here just one day after arriving in Florida!
Or.
After hastily hanging up the phone, Zhao Hong shouted, "Cooperate with the investigation! Cooperate with the investigation later!"

Soon, a police car stopped in front of Zhao Hong's house.

Roble was still a human being. Zhao Hong knew the two policemen who came. It was obvious that they were just taking revenge on him and did not really want to do anything to him.

"Routine inspection, sir." The two policemen looked at Zhao Hong and said cheerfully, not looking like they were conducting an inspection at all: "Someone reported that you were running a brothel and that you were carrying contraband."

One of the policemen even laughed when he talked about the latter part.

They know very well who these people are, and they can treat it as an entertainment activity to deal with this God of Wealth of everyone after receiving the order.

Moreover, they did not go in directly, but told Zhao Hong to put his things away quickly because they were going to check.

The normal process is that Zhao Hong lets them in, they just take a look around, and consider themselves lucky if they see some girls without clothes, and then they retreat directly, and then just say hello, Mr. Director.

But it was obvious that after hearing the name of the whistleblower, Zhao Hong had already fallen into self-doubt.

After the two police officers finished speaking, Zhao Hong nodded: "Yes, there is."

"Ah?" The two police officers were stunned.

Zhao Hong directly took out a small bag of flour: "This is it, please take me away."

A surprised veteran policeman immediately turned off his own recorder, then looked at his colleague: "No meat, my recorder seems to be broken, what about yours?"

The man was still in a daze. Zhao Hong quickly stuffed the thing into the hands of a police officer and stretched out his hand: "Quick! Take me back for investigation! If you dare to be partial to me, I will sue you MPD!"

The two police officers were completely confused this time.

The guy who turned off the recorder took out handcuffs and pulled Zhao Hong to the side of the police car. The other one looked into the villa in tacit understanding.

"Sir, do you know why we are here?" the police officer whispered, "The chief is just joking with you."

"Stop talking nonsense! Take me away and I'll find you three Cuban girls to keep you company for a week!!"

The officer was stunned, then said, "Really?"

"Nonsense! When have I ever told a lie? Go ask your chief!"

"It's a deal then, but." The officer handcuffed Zhao Hong and said, "Give me two more punches, or I don't think I can take this benefit with confidence."

"Stop the fucking bullshit!"

The police officer quickly shouted to the other person, "We caught him, come back to the station!"

An Er was in the villa and was confused. How could the boss be arrested? Or was he arrested by someone he knew?

Then her phone rang. It was Zhao Hong.

"Let them leave quickly! And don't run away casually, wait for the boss to come back."

"Okay, I understand, boss." At this moment, a series of plots had already emerged in An'er's mind, including that the boss joined MPD to escape disaster.

The Xiunuo people in heaven are already dumbfounded. What did I see?
No, what's going on?

Did Zhao Hong have a brain seizure? No, he had had a brain seizure before.

But why were you arrested?

Why do you think I am protecting you because you are in danger, instead of thinking that there is something wrong with your behavior?

Shaking his head, Xiunuo decided not to think about it anymore. This matter was too polluting.

Roble was equally puzzled. He looked at Zhao Hong in the interrogation room with a look of confusion: "Are you sick, Zhao? I just interrupted your party, and you want to come to MFP to disturb my sleep!"

Zhao Hong waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about me, Roble. Go back to sleep. I'll stay with you for a while."

"Are you not going to leave yet?" Roble's eyes widened. "If you want to attack me, just tell me! If I don't let you go tomorrow, I will be dragged out of bed by your crazy men the day after tomorrow! Tell me, what on earth are you doing here?"

Zhao Hong said mysteriously: "Someone is targeting me, I just want to hide here with you."

"Do you think I'm a kid and you're teasing me?"

Zhao Hong said mysteriously: "You don't understand, Roble, but trust me, just help me once."

"Have you told your people?"

"I only told one person, what's wrong?"

Roble sneered: "Don't worry, you will definitely be out within 24 hours! Unless everyone you give it to knows that you came here voluntarily!"

"I came to your place to escape disaster, Rob! How can I escape after I tell you?"

Roble didn't buy it: "It has nothing to do with me."

As he said that, he walked out. A moment later, a police officer came in with food: "Sir, your midnight snack."

But the next moment, Zhao Hong broke free from the handcuffs and pinned the policeman.

"Wow, I love Florida!" Patch shouted as he looked at the black girl in a bikini on the side of the road.

The latter even blew him a kiss.

"There are few white people on the street, it's so comfortable," said Patch.

Jonas said calmly, "Patch, if you don't want to go to jail, you'd better watch what you say."

"I'm not afraid of you now Joe! 911 is 911, don't talk to me in that tone."

Hunter said from the side: "Patch, are you sure Joe won't take your shares if you say that to him?"

Patch's face changed.

Old Wang, who was holding his phone, saw the villa in front of him and said, "We're here."

A few people got off the bus and were greeted by a white man: "Welcome to Miami. Oh, you are the hero of Los Angeles, Mr. Patch, right? I've seen your video."

Patch raised his neck and said, "See? This is Patch Leo."

The narcissistic Patch shut up immediately after seeing Aner's face.

"Please follow me, the boss is waiting for you inside."

Hunter looked at Patch and said, "It seems you only said half of what you said. What are you afraid of, Patch?"

"That guy must be gay!" Patch whispered, "Does he like me?"

Hunter was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Sometimes I really envy your brain, Patch."

After entering, they saw Xiunuo looking at his phone in the living room.

Before they could say anything, Xiunuo spoke directly: "Jonas, go to MPD."

"Huh?" Jonas was stunned. "Do we have to go to the police station right after we get here?"

"Go and get that idiot Zhao Hong out." Xiu Nuo's face looked a little unhappy: "I'm too lazy to get him out."

"Yes, I'll go right away."

Jonas went out, and Wang Fugui asked curiously, "Boss, what project do you want us to come to Florida for?"

"Old Zhao is doing well here, and..." Xiu Nuo talked about Zhao Hong's situation here.

Everyone pretty much understood what was said.

Patch even said: "Great! I also think we should send people to Florida! But the route has changed..."

Hunter next to him said, "What he meant is that he is not going to take out the money to go to New York."

"Shut up, Hunter! A bodyguard like you has no right to speak here!"

Just at this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, with the roar and shouting of cars.

Then, more than a dozen people rushed in from outside, led by a black man. After seeing the people in the house, they were all stunned.

But immediately the black man pointed at An Er and said, "You bastard! You were the one who sent the boss to the police station, right?"

An Er was dumbfounded: "What does it have to do with me?"

"The boss went with you yesterday, and you found those women! But the boss was caught by the police! Also, who are they! And why are they here with the boss!" A group of people were filled with righteous indignation, and some of them had already pulled out their guns.

At this time, Patch stood up.

"Hey, no meat, calm down, okay?"

"Get lost, this is no place for you to talk, black man!"

Patch was not angry, but said: "I know you are angry about your boss being arrested by the police station, but believe me, we are here for this matter too."

"Who do you think you are, black man!"

"It doesn't matter who I am. We have sent our best lawyers to the MPD."

"Okay." The black man sneered, "Tie them all up. If the boss doesn't come back, throw them into the Caribbean Sea to feed the sharks!"

"Hehehe! Show some respect." Patch stepped back in fear, then as if he had thought of something, he said seriously: "You can disrespect me, but you have to respect him!"

"Who?" The black man followed Patch's hand and looked at Wang Fugui.

Patch tilted his neck and said angrily, "This is Mr. Zhao's father, Mr. Wang! Do you want your boss to come back and see his father tied up?"

Xiunuo, who was sitting in the back, was already holding his forehead.

The black man who had a fierce look on his face just now took a step back after hearing this. "Is that so? Did you rush to Miami only after you knew about the boss's situation?"

Xiunuo had already covered his face.

There's no hope. This broken place is hopeless.

(End of this chapter)