I'm going. This old John is quite sect, and he didn't give any instructions. The people below are very clever. It seems that they must have rehearsed.
Fan Jianming fluttered and asked, "What do you want to do?"
What the hell!
The gangsters next to them were all dumbfounded, thinking: This guy is really looking for death!
Originally, Old John asked him to take away the 100,000 he won, but these gangsters were dissatisfied. Later, he had to add 200,000. Everyone felt weird.
However, what made them even more dumbfounded was that Fan Jianming not only disagreed, but smiled contemptuously, and actually asked Old John what he wanted to do
You really don't want to die!
The gangsters all looked back at Old John, who suddenly couldn't hold his face.
What's more, it was Fan Jianming's sneerful smile, which made old John feel that if he didn't take the initiative to teach this kid, it would not be a matter of being laughed at, and there would be no need to stay in this society.
The so-called Tao is also Tao.
If it was someone on the other side who came to provoke him, Old John would have ordered his men to open fire a long time ago.
After all, it seems that Fan Jianming doesn't look like a gangster in society, he just relies on his own abilities and loves to show off.
So he snapped his fingers, meaning to let the bodyguards frighten Fan Jianming.
The bodyguards understood. They were silent, but they made a clatter, took out their pistols from their waists, and stared at Fan Jianming in a daze.
This battle is really cool wherever it is placed.
Seeing this, the gangsters hurriedly dispersed, and subconsciously hid to the side.
The girl was also frightened, she no longer dared to persuade Fan Jianming, and also subconsciously hid from the side.
After her boyfriend eased, he followed him like Erha, looked at Fan Jianming, but said in his heart: This guy is not stupid, how can he not even look at the direction of the wind? Damn it, it's your business that you're going to die, don't hurt me.
At this moment, ten or twenty police officers and ten or twenty plainclothes rushed in at the door, all holding guns in their hands, all aimed at Old John and the others.
Old John was dumbfounded.
At first, a few police officers rushed in. He still wanted to find out if he knew him. He thought those police officers were here to help him.
It turned out to be wrong.
Those police
He didn't know any of them, and the guns were pointed at them.
Especially those in plain clothes, all in suits and leather shoes, with earphones in their ears, it looks like the FBI's.
Fan Jianming turned his back to the policemen and plain clothes, and found Old John and the others looking behind him with amazement, and then turned his head back.
gosh!
Where did so many policemen pop up
He glanced at Elena.
Elena looked back. At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked through the door. It was the supervisor who greeted them at the airport.
After he entered the door, he said nothing, and stood there seemingly irrelevant.
Elena smiled and whispered: "You are the chief's guest, and they are protecting your personal safety throughout the process."
I'll go. Is this protection or surveillance
Fan Jianming asked the supervisor: "I'm sorry! Sir, this is a private matter between me and them, can you leave it alone?"
"No problem!" the supervisor said blankly: "As long as they don't threaten your personal safety, we will not interfere with any problems between you."
Old John heard him clearly.
What do you mean by non-interference? Is this unknown
Looking at the posture in front of me, the identity of that supervisor is not simple. The problem is that old John takes all of the black and white. Haven't you seen this person
Old John asked the supervisor with a blank face: "Sir, are you the state police or the FBI?"
The supervisor said blankly: "We are from the Intelligence Bureau."
Sweat!
I heard that he was from the Western Intelligence Bureau, and the legs of the people present were frightened.
They know very well that whether it is the state police or the FBI agents, they still pay attention to the law when they treat ordinary people, even if they are social gangsters.
The Intelligence Bureau is different.
They are notorious for subverting overseas, and the same is true in China. If you provoke them, you will be directly detained as a foreign spy. This is more serious than any criminal offense.
If you come to the dark, let you go violently on the street, or sink to the bottom of the sea, and even say that you absconded in fear of sin, there is nowhere to go.
To put it bluntly, in the West, what they fear most is to provoke the Intelligence Bureau.
For a long time, this oriental kid is actually love
Newspaper agent
John now understands, no one can figure out Fan Jianming.
He had to look at Old John grievously, and stood at the door honestly, shouting to the outside: "I am a Western pig, so stupid, and the most humble scum in the world, you all come to me. !"
Old John stood there, his face was blue and white, but he was silent.
At first they thought those plainclothes were FBI detectives, and it was very difficult for them to accommodate them, and now they know these people.
Those bodyguards also dropped their arms honestly.
The girl’s boyfriend immediately rushed over and grabbed Fan Jianming’s arm with both hands and said, “Thank you, brother, you are so amazing, we Asians are really proud of you!”
Fan Jianming didn't bother to look at him.
He first returned one hundred thousand dollars to Elena, then took another hundred thousand dollars, walked up to the girl and put it in her hand.
"Remember, if you are an international student, you can study hard, and if you are a part-time worker, you can work hard. In the future, you will find someone worthy of your love to entrust your life to life and associate with a married man. There will be no results."
The girl nodded quickly, and before she could say anything of gratitude, Fan Jianming had already turned and left.
"Thank you!" Walking to the supervisor, he thanked him.
When he came to the door, he patted John on the shoulder, and then John stopped scolding himself.
"You play well, but winning or losing is a common matter for soldiers. Even if others lose, you shouldn't insult others' personality, especially people of different skin colors and different nationalities, and you shouldn't insult other people's entire country."
John bowed respectfully to Fan Jianming: "Mr. taught it."
"Also, I gave the girl the money just now, your people can't ask for it back, otherwise..."
"Don't worry, no one moved the money you gave her."
"Even if she voluntarily returns to them, you can't let them accept."
"understand!"
"It's okay, go ahead and play your ball."
After speaking, Fan Jianming walked outside by himself.
Elena handed the one hundred thousand dollars directly to the supervisor, and then quickly followed Fan Jianming, holding his arm and smiling: "Sorry, I disturbed your Yaxing!"
(End of this chapter)