Chapter 154 Follow the melon

Zhang Ping smiled and flashed aside, "It turns out that you are looking for her. Please tell me what you need."

The big black man saw that he was more knowledgeable and ignored him. He said viciously to Kelly, "Stinky 38, where else do you want to go? How dare you steal our boss's money and don't want to live you? Where's the money? Hand it over quickly?"

When Kelly saw Zhang Ping dodging, he felt even more uncertain and said with a sad face, "Money, I gave it to him." The man who flashed to one side had a faint sense of pleasure in his heart. The big black man turned his head to Zhang Ping, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

Zhang Ping took out his wallet, took out a few real banknotes, and handed them to the big black man tremblingly. The big black man took the money and recognized it carefully. His face changed and he said harshly, "This is not those cards. Where is the money? Hand it over quickly. Don't play tricks.

Zhang Ping muttered to himself, "It's all money. What's the difference?" But when his hand was unprepared in the dark, he was already punched in the face, and he suddenly fell to the ground with a plop. Before the two black people behind him could react, Zhang Ping immediately kicked out two whip legs, and the two fell to the ground. Kelly next to her was stunned. Zhang Ping took her arm and said with a smile, "I haven't seen enough yet. Let's go!"

After leaving the store, Kelly was about to take a taxi. Zhang Ping took her arm and said, "Don't you want to see what happened?"

Kelly is also a bold girl. Seeing that Zhang Ping was interested in it, she thought about it and stayed and observed the movement there.

After a while, the three black men came out dejectedly and walked quickly in the other direction. Zhang Ping and Kelly secretly followed.

In just half an hour or so, the two followed the black man to a three-story building, where several black people stood idlely in front of the door. After greeting the black man at the door, the three walked in. Kelly was shocked after seeing the curtain of the building clearly and pulled Zhang Ping's hand to turn around.

Facing Zhang Ping's consulting eyes, Kelly was a little panicked: "We are in trouble. What should we do?" These people are all bloodless people. Now it's bad, it's bad!"

Zhang Ping pinched her chin, pulled it over, and said to her word by word, "Don't panic. What is this place? Who are these people? Tell me first."

Kelly was slightly stabilized by him and said with a trill, "This is the territory of the Los Angeles gangster. Do you see the flag of the skull? That's their mark. These people kill and set fire, do all kinds of evil, and no one dares to provoke them.

Zhang Ping whispered, "Los Angeles gang, what kind of gang is this? What is it*?

"I don't know the specifics. I also heard what the ruffians in the stadium said. It seems that * is very powerful. Many politicians and police have dealings with them."

Zhang Ping pondered for a moment and told Kelly to wait for him at the coffee bar he had just passed by. Under Kelly's gaze, he swaggered out and walked around the back of the building.

Looking at the left and right, Zhang Ping flew up the window sill, fiddered with it twice and got in. This is a bedroom, which obviously belongs to a woman, and the woman is not very old. Zhang Ping had no time to look at the graffiti on the wall. He quietly walked to the door and listened carefully. There was no one outside. He pulled the doorknob and flashed in. There were several devices piled up in the empty living room. I don't know what it was for.

I was about to explore other places when I suddenly heard some voices outside the gate. I looked left and right and became invisible behind the curtains. Through the thick curtains, Zhang Ping heard two noises and came in.

"Cuffel, at this point, won't you give up?" A familiar voice came to Zhang Ping's ear. Huh, who is this?

"Give up? Do you know how long the family has been prepared for this matter? Give up, how can you give up?" His voice was clear, but his tone was a little angry.

"How long can it last? My father has stayed in China for five years for the affairs of the family. How much sacrifice has he made and how much has he contributed to the family? Isn't this enough? Zhang Ping suddenly remembered that this is tomorrow's birthday star: Blair. Why did it appear here? The following dialogue confirmed his judgment.

"Blair, we all know the contributions made by your father and daughter, but this is the mission of the whole family, and it is absolutely impossible to give up. If you give up easily, let me ask you, won't your father and daughter's efforts over the years have come to nothing? Are you willing? Is your father willing? The woman's voice changed from anger to comforting, beautiful, as if wiping the tears on Blair's face.

Blair stepped back half a step and shouted hoarsely, "I will never agree. I, Blair's fate is in my own control, and I will never let you dominate my own fate." The footsteps slowly faded away, and Blair's cry echoed in the corridor.

"Well, you control your own destiny. Is this possible? For the rise and fall of the family, not only you, even me, can't escape the curse of fate. The woman's voice slowly sank down, and then she muttered to herself: "The funds and personnel are all in place. Dedicated envoy, can you really bring hope for our family to be reborn?"

He didn't hear about counterfeit money, but he heard these inexplicable things. Zhang Ping's head also opened the pot. The appearance of Blair's father and daughter made him think a lot. In Tibet, their father and daughter took the trouble to bump around and take photos everywhere, which also showed a strong interest in the ruins of the Guge Dynasty. Although they don't know why they parted ways with them later, it is inevitable that they have other plans. So, what is their purpose?

I have been teaching at Nanjing University for five years. What have they done in these five years? It was at this time that they returned to the United States. He was also inexplicably brought to the United States by Feng Lan. So far, the purpose is not clear. It must have nothing to do with the company's listing. That's just an excuse. Zhang Ping knows this well.

What exactly is going on? Is there something big going to happen in this part of the United States? Zhang Ping thought in a mess, and his mind was in a mess. He didn't notice that the woman in the living room had combined the idle equipment.

When the sound of the equipment suddenly came to mind, Zhang Ping came to his senses and peeked. The woman had short brown hair and was turning her back to him to operate the machine. After a while, Zhang Ping was stunned to find that several U.S. banknotes had been printed with the sound of the machine. Ah, counterfeit money, the source is really here!

The woman picked up a counterfeit banknote and looked carefully, sat on the sofa, and dialed a phone. The door was pushed open, and two men came in and bowed to the woman.

The woman picked up a counterfeit banknote and said slowly to one of the black people, "Hanson, have those counterfeit banknotes been recovered?"

Hansen took a step forward and whispered, "I'm sorry, I haven't come back yet. Tiger said that the point was very tough and hurt three brothers."

The woman slapped a pen on Hansen and said in a shrill, "What a waste. Send more people and be sure to get those fake money back. Without those pictures, there will be no comparison between our machines, and you know what's involved. If you contact Doug again, it will be too late. Do you understand?"

Hansen said bluntly, "I see. I will recover those bills in person. What do you think Tiger will do about this? He was only careless for a moment before he was hit by the female thief, didn't he?

The woman sneered: "Tiger, what should you do according to the rules? Don't you know? If you don't know, the obscene king will help you.

The white man who had been silent on the side hissed and sneered: "Hansen, I'm willing to help you."

Hansen waved his hand to the white man timidly and said with disgust, "Forget it, I won't bother you. As for Tiger, I will ask him to give everyone an explanation.

The woman nodded impatiently and said harshly, "In three days, no matter whether you can recover the counterfeit money, you two will go to Las Vegas with me at that time, and I'm afraid there will be some new troubles. You go down and get ready first."

The two agreed respectfully and walked out of the room. The woman shook her shoulders, stretched out, yawned a big yawn, and walked to the bedroom inside.

Through the cracks in the curtains, Zhang Ping could faintly see half of the woman's side face, and his eyes suddenly straightened. Why does this side feel so familiar?

This woman's flat figure is not very sexy, but her body exudes a unique charming temperament. That clear look can't be connected with the voice just now. Yes, isn't this familiar side a profile photo of Audrey Hepburn?

When she was about to walk to the door, the woman suddenly turned around, picked up her mobile phone from the sofa, pushed open the bedroom door and walked in. After turning around like this, Zhang Ping still saw some differences. Compared with Hepburn, without that noble and elegant temperament, there are actually many differences in appearance, but just now, Zhang Ping can only think that it is his own illusion.

Slowly walked to the door of the bedroom, and Zhang Ping listened carefully to the movement inside. There was no sound. Zhang Ping, who thought he could overhear the phone, was a little disappointed and was about to find a way to leave. Suddenly, the door of the bedroom was opened, and a pistol was aimed at Zhang Ping.

"Well, I thought there was something wrong just now. Sure enough, someone was peeping. Who are you?" The woman had a proud expression on her face and pointed a gun at Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping also regrets his own carelessness, but it doesn't matter. Facing the muzzle of the gun, he said faintly, "Cofel, is that how you treat the guests? I'm here to talk to you about a deal."

Cofill stared at Zhang Ping warily, motioned him to sit on the sofa, still pointed a gun at him, and shouted harshly, "What's the deal? Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I have the U.S. money you need. I don't know if I'm qualified to trade with you?"

Cofill's eyes lit up, and then he returned to normal. He laughed and said, "Joke, I killed you with one shot, and naturally I can get the US money. Do you think you are still qualified?"

Zhang Ping smiled and said, "Yes, in this case, we'd better trade fairly." Before he finished speaking, his figure shook, and he was almost bullied in front of him like lightning. He patted his hands and took off Kofir's pistol.

Zhang Ping slowly put down the pistol and said with a smile, "So, can we trade now?"

Kofir gently pinched his wrist and knew that the man in front of him was extremely skillful and he must not provoke the other party. So he also smiled softly: "Of course, of course. However, first of all, at least let me know the origin of this handsome man in front of me?

"Since you want to know my origin so much, you might as well tell you that my name is Lao Gong. There is no history when you are alone.

Kofir's eyes turned, stood up and walked to Zhang Ping and sat down. A gust of fragrance came to his nose, "Lao Gong, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Ping couldn't help admiring this woman. There was an extremely vicious heart hidden under her beautiful beauty. If he hadn't been there just now, he would have been confused by her beauty. He would not expose it at the moment. He said faintly, "It's very simple, 1,000 dollars per piece, pay one hand and deliver the other!"