Chapter 383: If we can’t cure the white people, can we cure the Asians?

After hearing Wang Yuanchao's words, tone, and seriousness, the three women felt something was wrong and turned their heads to look.

Beth and Kate even stuck directly to the rear window.

A Ford and a Dodge, sometimes moving side by side, sometimes chasing each other, closely following each other. Through the light of street lights and neon signs, you can see that the cars are filled with a bunch of shouting, grinning black men.

"Damn it, when did we provoke them?" Beth said distressedly.

Kate's calm finishing blow:

"Is it about Arthur pursuing you?"

Arthur is the captain of their school's basketball team, and Beth is the captain of the cheerleading team. Arthur has been pursuing Beth.

But Beth had no feelings for black people.

Even for a yellow-race person like Wang Yuanchao, she would not be attracted to him unless he was fair-skinned, handsome, and strong enough.

Patricia said:
"What should we do? If we stop the car, will they rush over?"

Kate thought for a moment and said:
"How about we go to the LAPD? They won't dare to chase after us, right?"

This is a good idea!

"Then who can show me the way?" Wang Yuanchao asked.

The three women looked at each other.

If you ask them where the nightclub is, they may know it, but if you ask them where the police station is, who would remember it? These girls hate the police station the most.

There was no response, and Wang Yuanchao knew that it was useless to ask.

"It seems that a battle is inevitable."

The three women turned pale.

Not to mention that two fists are no match for four hands, there are two cars chasing them from the opposite side, and Adam is the only man in each car. No matter how good Adam is at fighting, can he protect the three women?

Beth said quickly:

"Go to my house. My family has a villa in Beverly Hills. The security there is strict and there are many police officers. Nig doesn't dare to go there."

Yeah!
Patricia sat in the passenger seat and quickly pointed the way:

"Turn onto Welsh Street! Go all the way!"

Wang Yuanchao has a house in Santa Monica Beach and Beverly Hills. He has bought land in Silicon Valley, so he will certainly invest in Los Angeles. Now, it is not the time to invest in U.S. stocks. He plans to buy futures before the stock market crash and buy some high-quality stocks after the crash.

Not only did he know the way, he also knew where the police station was. But he didn't want to let these niggers go easily.

This is just the right opportunity for the girl to deepen her admiration for him.

As the car drove out of the city, the vehicles began to thin out. The Dodge behind caught up all of a sudden, and seemed to be trying to overtake, and attacked the Ford from the front and back.

At the moment they were running side by side, they even grinned at Wang Yuanchao and his group with their big white teeth.

The three girls' fear skyrocketed.

If Dodge overtakes a little, Wang Yuanchao will catch up a little. It's like they fight for the opponent and don't give the other side a chance to overtake.

After trying to overtake several times, Dodge decided not to overtake and just moved towards this side.

"boom!"

The two cars collided violently.

The girls in the car didn't know what to do except screaming. Their minds were blank and filled with fear.

There was another "bang" sound. Wang Yuanchao saw that the time was almost right, so he drifted and turned to the road next to him.

The grim smile on Dodge's face froze. He had no time to slow down or turn, so he had to rush straight through the intersection.

However, the Ford behind saw this and was able to slow down, turn, and catch up.

There was joy in the car.

But soon, Ford's familiar headlights appeared again from behind.

"Fuck!" Beth and Kate said in unison.

Wang Yuanchao was calm and said:
"How about teaching them a lesson?"

As he was speaking, two more lights appeared from behind, and the Dodge made a circle and turned around.

The movements are quite skillful!

Beth said:

"Let's dump it first."

Wang Yuanchao said:

"Sit tight and wait for the show!"

Wang Yuanchao accelerated and did a drift at the next intersection. With a "squeak", the car turned sideways.

The three women were pushed aside by the car's tailspin, but Wang Yuanchao calmly leaned out of the car window and took out the American M16 semi-automatic rifle. The muzzle of the gun had long been equipped with a crude silencer. He even had time to aim at the opponent's tires.

"puff!"

The Ford was chasing fast and straight without any movement. When it saw the BMW in front of it coming sideways, it quickly slowed down. They did not have the driving skills of the other party.

As a result, the BMW did not skid away. Instead, a man jumped out of the window and shot a gun.

That big, thick, black and hard thing is not a small biubiu!
Driver Nig's eyes widened and he felt something hit the front of the car. The car lost balance and crashed into the ditch next to it.

The steering wheel was totally out of control.

The Ford flipped off the road and rolled several times.

The Dodge behind watched the Ford spin and rush out, and was terrified. Did it hit something because it was dark and didn't pay attention? But the Dodge was also fast, and when it reacted, it rushed forward for dozens of meters before it began to brake in a panic, and the car was drifting and swaying.

But overall it was okay. The distance was not far and Wang Yuanchao fired another shot.

Fortunately, the Dodge slowed down in advance and just plunged into the ditch on the side of the road instead of spinning and somersaulting like the Ford.

Wang Yuanchao put away his gun, turned back to the driving seat, shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared out.

The three girls had no idea what was going on and just watched the two cars behind them getting thrown into chaos.

"Oh my god, that's cool. How did you do that Adam?"

Kate, who was sitting in the back seat of Wang Yuanchao, was in the same direction as Wang Yuanchao and saw the car flipping over the most clearly. She should have heard the gunshots. But she was a little nervous after being tailgated at that time, so she didn't pay attention, and then the car flipped over.

Wang Yuanchao pretended to pull out the silenced rifle from the side, unloaded the magazine, threw it to the girls, and said casually:
"That's it!"

The three girls were so surprised that their mouths could be stuffed with eggs.

The chase distance was at least forty or fifty meters, and the car was running at full speed, and the street lights were dim at night, but he was still knocked down by a rifle. What kind of miraculous shooting skill is this!
Looking at this man who is concentrating on driving now, who wouldn't have tears in his eyes?

Handsome!

Good figure!
Talented! Not short of money!
Good at playing! Good at fighting! Great at driving! Excellent at shooting!
I can even come out and play with them on Christmas Eve!

To put it in simple terms, Pan Lu and Deng Xiaoxian have done their job.

Which woman can resist this charm?
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The first reaction of the Dodge driver, Nig, was to get out of the car to see what was going on.

He pushed the door with difficulty, only to find that it was stuck and could not be moved. The door was even deformed! He banged it twice, but it didn't work.

He could only call his companions and try to open the door from the other side.

But these people, no one is wearing a seat belt, how could they have this awareness, right?
Everyone was knocked around in the car, dizzy and dazed, but he, the driver, was the only one who was sober because he had a steering wheel to support him.

Driver Nig had no choice but to climb over his companion, open the passenger door and get out of the car.

It was pitch black outside, with only the dim street lights extending to the horizon. Occasionally, a vehicle would speed past, but would not and dared not stop, and might even step on the accelerator.

Fake!

It seems that the Asian was responsible!
But Los Angeles is so big, I’ve lost it now and I’m afraid I won’t be able to find it.

He called out several companions in the car.

After several of my companions woke up from their panic, we went together to look at the overturned Ford in front of us.

Until now they still don't know how the car flipped over.

But everyone else is fine, only they are in trouble, so it must be those people who are causing trouble!

That Asian is fucking awesome, and those bitches are such a sucker.

They placed a few bets at the bar, thinking they were getting some free money, right? So they bet everything.

The results of it?
I actually lost the bet!
Isn't this cheating?

How come that white guy, who is so strong, was knocked down so easily by that Asian guy?

They will definitely hold that Asian responsible for such blatant cheating!

After all, they don't have the courage to look for strong white men.

When they saw the Asians driving luxury cars, they became even more furious and started chasing them!

If we can’t cure white people, can we cure Asians?

They dragged Nig's accomplice out of the Ford, cursing.

Compared to Dodge, Ford was much worse off. People were groaning and yelling, but no one could climb out of the car.

The Ford rolled over several times, and since they never wore seat belts, they got their heads smashed and bleeding from the collision.

Two of the poor guys had obvious broken bones, one in the arm and the other in the calf. The condition of the others' hands was not clear for the time being, but fortunately they were all breathing and no one died.

Thank God.

The Ford driver said weakly:

"He has a spear!"

These words sounded like thunder in the dark night. The Nigs, who were originally shouting and cursing in a daze, instantly scattered in all directions. Some of them even lay on the ground. No one cared about the wounded.

The Ford driver saw this and shouted with a sigh:

"He's running away! He's running away!"

Isn't it?
Looking around, even if there were houses with lights on, the doors were all closed, and there was no place to ask for help. They didn't dare to go over, because the people really dared to shoot!
They swore that the Asian guy must look good!
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Patricia was no longer able to stop her two best friends. The key point was that Adam didn't seem to refuse. How could this man be like this?
These bitches!

We can’t let their conspiracy succeed!
This is my man!
A melee was about to break out, and no one was willing to give in.

...Ten thousand words are omitted here...

Wang Yuanchao didn't hang around for too long. As a gangster, he had to be independent and do his own thing.

Romance has never been the style of a gangster.

The more of a scoundrel he was, the more obsessed Patricia and the others were with this lion.

Of course, the specific reason is that Wang Ling, the Jokers, the Carpenters and others returned to Los Angeles one after another after their Christmas Eve performances. They were going to take a flight to Hong Kong to attend the Hong Kong New Year's Eve party.

The trip takes almost two days, passing through Honolulu and Tokyo, with flights and transfers.

There is no way, the boss's business is the most important task, which cannot be bargained. Besides, the boss treats everyone well.

Even Bruce and Thomas, who had spent Christmas at home, set off.

Who says Europeans and Americans don’t care about social conventions and don’t work overtime?
They even sacrificed their Christmas holidays. Did they ever mention this to their boss Adam Wang?

(End of this chapter)