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Chapter 89: The Beginning

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    The flat clouds float in the sky, casting huge shadows slowly moving along the undulating sand dunes. When the wind blows, in the rolled up sand and dust, withered yellow cage plants are flying against the ground covered with fine stones.

    Ahead, a road stretches straight from the far end, and in the distance, a car is driving.

    Buzz!

    The speeding wheels flattened the tumbling cage plants and rushed straight to the next section of the road. The driving figure lowered his sunglasses, looked at the dilapidated buildings on the side of the road in the distance, slowed down and approached there, and after stopping, the Mexican in the co-driver hurried off.  Car, take the oil gun and plug it into the fuel tank.

    The dilapidated signboard of the gas station was swayed by the wind, the door of the driver's cab was opened, and a layer of dust was splashed on the ground by the black leather shoes.  Convenience store, as soon as you step inside, behind the counter next to it is a thin old man with disheveled hair, wearing a pair of denim suspenders, seeing the figure with his head down entering the door, he subconsciously touched the shotgun hidden under the stage with his shoulders down, his eyes  He looked at each other warily.

    "What do you need? Orientals."

    Rural gas stations do not display many things, most of which are hardware farm tools, chainsaws, seeds, and irrigation nozzles are placed in categories, or hung on the wall for people to choose.

    "Two bottles of water." Smelling the strong smell of motor oil in the store, Wang Ruhu casually took two large bottles of mineral water on the shelf, looked through some bread and snacks, some of them had expired, or were about to expire, so he took them  A box of chewing gum, used to check out the gas money together.

    "I drove out of Chicago with my companions, running around aimlessly, not knowing where we were."

    After counting three large banknotes, put them on the table and push them over, the old man on the opposite side looked at the banknotes, carefully looked at the oriental man in front of him, and suddenly there was a smile on his face.

    "Aimless travel, that's what I did when I was young, it's exciting, but I can show you the way, sir."

    The old man gently moved the banknotes with his fingertips, and turned his head to look at the road outside, "Go straight down from here, and you will reach Nevada. If you want to go to Mexico, I have a better way."

    "Huh?!" Wang Ruhu frowned, and looked at the old man in front of him again.

    "Don't look at me like that. I understand. I've seen many people like you on this road. Wait a minute." Before Wang Ruhu could ask him, the old man buried himself down and took out a sheet of paper from the drawer of the counter.  The map of Nevada, took a pen, pulled out the cap, put on the reading glasses and slowly marked the fastest route to Mexico on it, then folded it and handed it over.

    "I'm happy to help people like you, of course, it's because of Meidao's favor."

    "Ha." Wang Ruhu looked at the other party, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and probably understood that the old man thought he was the type of person who inquired about going to Mexico to buy and sell drugs.

    Simply make the mistake, and simply ask someone.

    "Ask you again about a man named G¨¹nter Wiltsen, do you know where he appears?"

    "Oh, I can't help you with this, sir." The old man seemed ignorant of this, even if he drew another banknote, he shook his head and refused, "I can't tell you things that I don't understand, or you will suffer disaster.  "

    At this moment, the car outside was already full of gas. Wang Ruhu saw that the old man really didn't know, so he took the water and chewing gum he bought and went straight out. Not long after he got in the car and drove away, Kema, who was sitting in the passenger seat, saw him turning over from time to time.  Looking at the map in his hand, he suddenly went straight to the west at the fork in the south, holding the poured water, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Sir, where are we going, the road seems to be wrong."

    "Las Vegas."

    "We're not going to ink"

    The leather shoes slammed on the accelerator, and Wang Ruhu didn't answer. He pulled the gear lever when he accelerated, staggering the occasional oncoming trucks. On the straight and undulating desert road, the car roared away with a roar of smoke and dust

    The casino Las Vegas is located on the edge of the desert and Gobi, and is one of the four major casinos in the world. It has grown from an inconspicuous dilapidated village to an international city in just ten years.  , Most of the people who come here are tourists from all over the world. The real gambling here only accounts for one-third, but the amount involved is extremely huge, which is an important economic pillar of the city.

    The setting sun dyed the western clouds red like a tide, and the red rays of the sun shone obliquely on the tall buildings lined with shadows, covering the streets with people coming and going. On the long street with traffic, a dusty car was parked  I bought a parking space on a back street near the suburbs.

    Open the car door and come out, Wang Ru?? Clenching his fists, his arms and body shook slightly, and the dust on his underwear and shoes splashed away. The Mexican man beside him who was watching the dust particles on his body with his hands opened his mouth and forgot to move. When he reacted, the other party  He has already moved forward, so he hurriedly followed.

    "Sir, what are we doing here? Want to go to the casino? But speaking of which, sir, I don't mind if you go. I've seen a lot in Mexico. They can't let you win unless the equipment is malfunctioning."

    "No, there are other things."

    Seeing a telephone booth by the side of the road, Wang Ruhu told him to go and wait outside. Inside the booth was a young Caucasian man in denim who was chatting with someone on the phone. He saw an oriental man standing outside. Although he was tall,  Putting up his middle finger provocatively, he continued to talk about his phone.

    Boom bang!

    After waiting for about ten minutes, Wang Ruhu knocked on the glass with his fingertips. The young man turned his head and took another look. Just like before, he raised his middle finger. As soon as he turned around, Wang Ruhu outside suddenly opened the glass door.  He grabbed the young man who was still on the phone by the back of the neck, threw it out, fell heavily on the ground, and fainted immediately.

    ?Looking around, I saw that no one noticed on this street. I strode into the booth, and the words hanging under the landline were still "Hello?"  !  ¡¯ "Can you hear what I said?" In the voice, Wang Ruhu pressed the landline back, took the phone book, and quickly scanned a line of pedestrian names and addresses on it.

    "Sir, let's go, there should be police patrolling over later."

    Kema dragged the unconscious white youth to the weeds in the green belt, not to urge him, but in a moment, Wang Ruhu found the person he was looking for¡ª¡ªGunter Wiltsen, and tore up the page  He got down, put it in his arms, pushed the door out, called the frightened Mexican man, and followed the address recorded on it, hiding from the Las Vegas police patrolling the street, to a 30-odd building in the city.  storey apartment building.

    Searching for the floor number, went up, rang the doorbell for a while, but no one came out, but the neighbor next door, a black-haired beauty in loose shorts came out yawning with a wine bottle, stretched lazily, revealing her navel  studs on.

    '¹¾~~'

    Kema stared unblinkingly at the half wheat-colored 'ball' exposed under the half of the T-shirt, and swallowed his saliva.

    The woman didn't seem to mind the Mexican man's gaze. She took a sip of wine, glanced at the tall oriental man behind him with her eyes painted with rich eyeshadow, and raised her fingers.

    "Hey, macho, do you want to have some fun?" She tilted the wine bottle, a little wine flowed out from the mouth of the bottle, wet the thin cloth, showing a clear outline, and swayed charmingly towards the king like a tiger twice.  Dazzled.

    I probably understand what this woman does.  Wang Ruhu tried his best to look kind, pulled out a two-hundred-dollar knife, opened the woman's neckline, and stuffed the banknotes in, "I heard that your neighbor is a retired boxer? Do you know where he is? I came from Chicago and wanted to  Let's fight him."

    The woman pressed the man's hand against her chest, leaned her head against the door frame and glanced at her neighbor, lit a cigarette, and pointed in one direction.

    "A fight club, he's the owner there, he's also the coach, of course he'll be there, umhe frequents my business too, he's great, you have to be careful."

    Seemingly wanting to tease Wang Ruhu, he looked him up and down, then stretched out a leg to hook the opponent's calf: "If you have no idea, you can ask me for a try, and I will make a fair judgment."

    "Need not."

    Wang Ruhu smiled, his legs trembled slightly, he kicked off the woman's feet, turned around and walked to the elevator, the woman snorted, turned her head in with a cigarette in her mouth, slammed the door shut, and got a nosebleed  The Mexican man pointed to the closed door, looked at the figure waiting for the elevator, and stomped his feet anxiously.

    "I gave all the money, what a pitySir, if you don't have that desire, why not"

    Wang Ruhu's eyes turned cold, Kema quickly shut his mouth, and raised his hand in a sly way: "I mean it's better to educate her well, what a woman she is."

    Here, when the elevator came up, Wang Ruhu walked in silently. After going down to the first floor, amidst the chattering voices of Mexican men, he first went to a place on Charleston Entertainment Street, found a bowling alley, and picked a bowling alley.  The bowling ball came out, and the heavy bag wobbled in his hands as it moved.

    Not long after, he saw a fight club in the distance, Wang Ruhu stopped, looked at the name of the club written on it, and walked over without saying a word.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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