The leader is a young man who dyes his hair into a rainbow color.

The young man with rainbow head rested and was tired of it, leaning on the baseball bat, and said arrogantly: "Do you know whose territory this is? You dare to come here to play wildly?" (English) Zhou Zidong translated beside Li Shuang.

Having no time to talk to his gangsters, Li Shuang said straight to the point: "I want to meet your boss - Brother Liu, I have a big business to talk to him."

He was using Chinese. Zhou Zidong was about to translate, but he didn't expect that the young man from the rainbow head was suspicious and asked clearly in Chinese: "What boss, there is no such person here."

Li Shuang was happy. This kid regarded himself as a policeman. He repeated it again, but when he saw the rainbow-headed young man grinning, he never refused to admit that there was such a person. Before the rainbow-headed young man could draw a trace, Li Shuang got angry first and suddenly pulled out the watermelon knife at his waist. At the same time, he suddenly flashed behind the other party, grabbed his hair with his hands, pulled it back hard, and the watermelon knife also stood up: "Cao, I have to force me to be a hooligan. If you say half of it, I will cut you off."

The brothers in Hu Tang reacted the fastest. Seeing that the hall took the initiative, they rushed forward and stopped a few people first. The gangsters were shocked, but they didn't even say hello, so they started to take action. When they shouted and shouted, they surrounded Li Shuang and others, the latter's knife was already close to their boss's throat.

Feeling the coldness of the watermelon knife blade, the young man's face changed suddenly, and he begged for mercy repeatedly: "Brother, brother, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. Brother, I miss Brother Liu, right? I'll take you there now, and take you there now."

"Grass, a cheap bone, don't eat toast, and go forward to lead the way." Li Shuang pushed the rainbow-headed young man and urged him.

Led by the Rainbow Head Young Man, Li Shuang and his party came to the supermarket's underground warehouse. This warehouse is the supermarket's goods storage area, filled with all kinds of goods. In the innermost part of the warehouse, there is an iron gate.

"Here." The young man from the rainbow stopped, walked to the front door, and knocked on the door a few times. Not long after, more than a dozen alert men walked out of the door, all of whom were holding bright pistols. In the United States, as long as you have a gun license, it is legal to hold a gun. Even if you are a policeman, you can't do anything to them.

Seeing these people, the young man with rainbow head looked around as if he had seen a savior: "Brother, save me."

A big man with his right eye blinded held a gun, glanced at Li Shuang and others, and said coldly: "Friends, what do you mean? We are just legal businessmen." (English)

Li Shuang guessed the other party's words, but did not let Zhou Zidong translate, and said first: "I want to find Brother Liu, I want a gun, so many guns."

The blind man was stunned for a moment, his tone was still cold: "There is no gun here. If you want a gun, you go to the shop on the street. This is not the place you come." Just like the concerns of the young people in Rainbow Hall, they were also worried whether Li Shuang was a policeman.

Fortunately, Li Shuang was ready, so he pushed away the rainbow-headed young man, reached into his arms, and clamped out a black card with his fingers. In the center of the card, there was a blood-red character for killing. Next to the character for killing was a line of golden small characters: "Wendong's black post, blood killing endlessly, and commanding all heroes, who dares not to obey."

"Huh", Li Shuang erected a black card: "If you still have some insight, you should know this."

The blind man searched carefully in his mind, and his pupils suddenly dilated: "This is this Wen Donghui's black post?"

Originally, Wendonghui was just a zg gang. No matter how powerful it was, the American gangs that were thousands of miles away would not know much about it. But two years ago, Wendonghui assisted the Hongmen in the United States to quell the rebellion and once posted black posts, which once caused a huge bloodshed. For a time, black posts, such a death-induced thing as a deadly urging thing, became a household name among the Los Angeles gangs.

Li Shuang giggled: "You are blind, but your heart is still not blind."

The blind man looked up and down at the fat man in front of him and asked tentatively: "Is he from Wen Donghui?"

Li Shuang clasped her fists: "Li Shuang, the head of Wendong Huihu Hall."

"Ah~" The big men were so shocked that their chins almost fell off when they heard this name. The blind big man's tone was Li Shuang, and his attitude immediately became respectful: "Oh, it turned out to be Lord Li, I'm so respectful. You'll wait outside now, I'll invite our elder brother." He walked into the warehouse and saw that the warehouse door was closed to death. After waiting for four or five minutes, the movement came from the door again. The sound of the roller blind sounded, and seven or eight big men holding pistols emerged from inside. The leader was a middle-aged man in silk clothes and a face full of flesh.

From the position they stood and the clothes they wore on the middle-aged man, it is not difficult to see that this person is the Lao Liu that Li Shuang is looking for.

Lao Liu fought with his hands behind his back and said, "Listen to my friend, you call yourself the leader of the Tiger Hall of Wendonghui?" This seemingly careless sentence is the magic weapon for Lao Liu to identify the true or false of Li Shuang's identity. People's words can deceive people, but their eyes cannot deceive people. Over the years, he has relied on this experience to escape several traps set by the police.

But seeing Li Shuang's eyes clear and elegant temperament, she exudes the domineering aura that the leader should have when he raises his hands and feet. He bows: "I am Li Shuang, you are Lao Liu?"

Out of caution, Lao Liu asked another incision (black words) in the world, and Li Shuang answered them one by one. In fact, the question was not the most important. He mainly observed Li Shuang's words and expressions. After a conversation, Lao Liu finally believed that he was definitely not a policeman.

"Yeah." Old Liu nodded to his subordinates, and the blind man waved his hand, and everyone put away the guns. Seeing this, the brothers from the Tiger Hall also let go of the gangsters and put away the watermelon knife.

Lao Liu shook his hand at the rainbow-headed young man: "You have nothing to do here, go out and guard it. By the way, some guests may have called the police, and you can deal with the police by the way."

The young man from the rainbow head agreed and turned around and left with his more than ten gangsters under him.

Li Shuang and his group followed Lao Liu into the office. Although the warehouse outside was very large, the space here was not small, with more than 300 square meters. They saw that boxes of all sizes were piled up all around, which looked very messy.

"Haha, the place is a bit messy, please don't care, Brother Li." Brother Liu smiled apologetically and found a chair to sit down.

Li Shuang shook her head and signaled that it was okay.

Before the transaction, Brother Liu had something to ask Li Shuang. After thinking about it, it would be better not to ask. They would not ask if they shouldn't know about this industry. Seeing Brother Liu's desire to speak, Li Shuang quickly guessed his thoughts. He looked around and said carelessly: "If you have any good products, take them out and brightly."
Chapter completed!