He turned off the computer and didn't ask for the remaining internet fee. He just walked out of the Internet cafe, got on his motorcycle, and disappeared from the neighborhood.
He roughly figured out a way to obtain information without putting him at too much risk.
Of course, how it will develop in detail remains to be seen.
Texas is the second largest state in the United States and one of the areas with the most guns in the country.
And because it is close to New Mexico, the gangs here are far more brutal than those in the heartland of the United States. Any gang that is a little bit respectable can almost always produce dozens of gunmen at any time, and the drug dealers are the worst in this regard.
"Well, there should be one here, right?"
Standing at the door of a luxuriously decorated dance hall, Colin muttered to himself hesitantly.
In his previous life, there was no room for gangs in the country, so naturally he had no knowledge of this.
Although he lives on the other side of the ocean in this life, the original owner is a good kid in this regard. He has never touched drugs or anything like that, and he also doesn't have this kind of knowledge.
But TV and novels all say that people buy drugs in these places, and they say that art comes from life, so it shouldn’t be bad, right
After thinking for a moment, Colin stepped forward.
After all, you still have to take the initiative to ask, otherwise you won't be able to come up with any results just by thinking about it.
It was morning and the dance hall did not seem to be open yet, but the door was not locked and was open as usual.
Colin pushed the door open and walked in. At the bar, a woman in her twenties with blond hair, delicate features, and dressed in work clothes spoke to him:
"Sir, it's not open yet..."
"Well, I know." Colin interrupted, looked around, and when he didn't see anyone else, he walked over, rubbed his nose and whispered, "Well, Miss, I want to ask you something."
As Colin spoke, he took out about five or six hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it over secretly, avoiding the camera.
The beauty at the bar changed her expression slightly. After looking at Colin twice, she took the money without leaving a trace and asked with a smile, "What do you want to know?"
"Well, I just got here."
Colin straightened his collar, as if to ease his embarrassment.
He had asked people for information many times, but there was always something strange about asking where drug dealers were.
He exhaled slightly, calmed down his tangled mood, and said nervously, "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, Miss. I usually have some special hobbies."
As he said this, he pretended to be taking drugs.
The beautiful lady at the bar looked slightly unhappy after seeing this.
Colin pretended not to see it and continued, "This time I came to Texas, because of some relationships, there were some problems with my return date. You know how uncomfortable it is to be addicted, so I want to ask if there is any nearby..."
"I'm sorry, sir, I probably can't help you."
Before Colin could finish his words, the beautiful bartender took out the money again.
Colin looked down, confiscated it, and continued to work hard: "Miss, you don't have to worry about me getting you into trouble, and I'm definitely not a policeman..."
"Hey, yellow boy, what were you mumbling to Julie about? And I heard you mention the police?"
A dark-skinned, nearly two-meter-tall burly man walked out of the dance hall. The beautiful woman at the bar, who was called Julie, changed her expression slightly. She looked at Colin and told him to leave quickly. Then she looked up at the burly man and said, "Reed! He's my friend."
"Friend?" The black man named Reed came over and looked at Colin for a while, then sneered, "How come I didn't know you had a yellow friend?"
"There are a lot of things you don't know!" The blonde beauty Julie seemed a little angry. She looked at Colin and said coldly, "Eugene, didn't you say you had something to do? Why are you still here with me?"
Her tone was urgent. Colin stood there and watched for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you very much for your help, Miss Julie, but Mr. Reed is right. We are not really friends."
After hearing this, Julie's expression changed. She sat down with a stern face and ignored him.
Reed glanced at Julie, who was sitting in her seat sulking, and his lips curled up, looking somewhat happy.
When he turned his gaze to Colin, there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.
"Tell me, boy, what do you want to do here?"
Reed put his hands on Colin's shoulders, and his overly strong body brought a strong sense of oppression.
Colin tilted his head to look at the arm on his shoulder, then turned around, smiled and said, "I wanted to ask Miss Julie for some information about drug trafficking, but now it seems that I found the wrong person. You are the one I should be looking for."
"Drug trafficking?" Reed looked at Colin again with a serious expression, grinning and said, "You are right, I know all this, but this is not the place to discuss this, come with me!"
I held the arm around his shoulders tightly to prevent him from running away suddenly.
Colin did not resist. With a smile on his face, he followed Reed.
Behind them, Julie watched the two men walk into a private room, hesitated slightly, and did not move.
Everything she did was worth the five hundred dollars.
Besides, if someone insisted on getting beaten, she wouldn't be able to stop him.
…
In the private room.
Unlike what Julie had expected, where Colin was severely beaten up by Reed and then questioned and threatened by being dragged by the collar, the actual situation was completely reversed.
He flexed his fists, found a bottle of wine from the box and drank it down in one gulp. Then, looking at Reed, who was lying on the ground with his right hand broken, bruised and swollen, he kicked him hard.
"Get up, I have something to ask you."
The voice was flat, but Reed, who was lying on the ground, shuddered all over. He endured the pain all over his body and stood up trembling.
This man is a devil. Not only does being beaten cause him extreme pain, but he can't even scream to vent his anger. At least now, he has given in.
"You're in a gang, right?"
Colin sat on the sofa in a hurry and looked up and asked.
"Yes, it is."
After opening his mouth and finding that he could make a sound, Reid responded quietly.
"What's the name of the gang? Is this area powerful?"
After taking a sip of wine, Colin continued to ask casually.
Reed looked at Colin carefully and whispered, "I'm from the Blacks family. The boss is Drew Blacks. There are about 500 registered members in the family. In Texas, except for the Mexican gang, we are the strongest."
"More than 500 people!" Colin sighed after hearing this, thought about it, and ordered Reed: "Call your boss and tell him I want to see him. You can book a place, but it must be quick!"
"ah?"
Reed stood there in a daze, not moving for a moment.
After reading it, Ke Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you understand?"
"No, I understand, I'll hit you right away!"
Reid hastily pulled out his cell phone.
Although he didn't understand what this guy was trying to do, this was a good thing for him as it gave him a chance to get revenge.
He glanced at Ke Lin sinisterly, thinking to himself, "Just wait! Yellow-skinned monkey, I will definitely take back all the humiliation I have suffered from you!"
"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for?"
Colin urged, and Reid quickly smiled and said, "Right away! Right away!"
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