"Don't touch it. I don't want Brokeback Mountain."
Long Zhan laughed and cursed, pushing Tucker away, pointing at the van he drove over and said, "What is this? Your new mobile van?"
"Man, we are gentlemen, correct me, he is the car of love."
Tank blinked his left eye, exuding impropriety.
"It's such a color that can blind people's eyes. When I saw it, I wanted to give it a plastic surgery with a hammer. Will the girls really follow you in?" Long Zhan said with disdain.
"This is good."
Tucker stretched out his hand and made an obscene gesture, proving that he had a very impressive skill.
"Hahaha."
Long Zhan was made to laugh by him. He admitted that he was not as good as Tucker when it came to "hand jobs". After all, he was a strong man who relied on his body to make a living.
Tucker, like Long Zhan, is an expert at picking up girls, and he can get girls to warm his bed no matter where he goes.
As the saying goes, only people with similar interests can mingle together, which perfectly explains the two of them.
If you put it in China, you will definitely be criticized for your private life. However, this is the general environment in the United States.
If you look at each other, you can take it home, and then get up happily together at night. There is no need to say anything about what is good or bad, it is purely a physical release.
After the meeting between friends ended happily, Long Zhan changed the subject and asked, "How have you been lately?"
"It wasn't bad. After you left, I went to Detroit, Michigan, and joined a heavy metal band, and I've been playing music with them."
As he spoke, Tucker unbuttoned his collar and exposed the tattoo on his left chest to his chin, showing off: "This is our band's exclusive tattoo. How about it? Isn't it cool?"
"A skull wearing sunglasses? That's cheesy enough."
Long Zhan really doesn’t like tattoos like skulls, grim reapers, and bleeding knives. In his opinion, they are just like non-mainstream tattoos in China.
"cut!"
His most proud thing was not appreciated. Tucker raised his middle finger and retorted: "You have no artistic ability. This is a culture that belongs to musicians. You, a big-headed soldier, can't understand even if I talk to you."
"Yes, yes, I don't understand, you know best, haha,"
When Long Zhan heard that he didn't understand music, he couldn't help but nodded and laughed.
If you don’t want to become an Internet celebrity, you will be recognized wherever you go, which is very unsuitable for the industry you are currently engaged in.
Long Zhan really wants to slap the old man’s big head and let him know that in the current American music scene, Blank Space has occupied the first place on YouTube, Billboard, Golden Songs and other music charts for more than eight weeks, and its producer " Who is "Tank"?
In Tucker's unbelievable shock, he completely understood who knew music better.
But nothing.
Since Long Zhan didn't really do this, Tucker thought Long Zhan's smile was an approval of him, and proudly raised his handsome but obscene head.
It was when the focus of his eyes shifted that he finally realized something was wrong.
"Eh? Why is your house missing? Did you push it to build a new one? Not bad, it seems that the army has made a lot of money in the past few years." Tucker said excitedly.
"Building a shitty new house, the ground is full of weeds, do you think it looks like it?"
It was a good thing that Tucker didn't mention the house. Now when he mentioned the dragon war, he felt like he was getting angry all over, and all the violent factors in his body were stirring.
"Dude, what's going on?"
Tucker felt something was wrong, and the smile on his face faded.
"I have only been away for more than a year, but when I came back I found that my house was gone. I just checked it and I am sure it was set on fire."
"What? Someone set your house on fire?"
Tucker and Long Zhan are good brothers. Not only do they like to pick up girls everywhere, they also have bad tempers. Their brother's house was burned down, and their anger suddenly rose.
He said angrily: "This matter must not be left alone. We must find out who did it and teach him a lesson."
"It has been burning for a while. It is difficult to find traces at the scene. I just searched around inside and found this thing on the grass outside the garage."
Long Zhan stretched out his right hand, and there was a chip in his palm that was severely burned and deformed. It could only be vaguely seen through the shape and the words on it that it was a chip.
"I can't see the words on it clearly, I can't tell which casino it is from, and this thing can be found everywhere. Are you sure it's not yours?" Tucker asked.
"I never enter a casino. I'm very sure that I didn't miss this." Long Zhan said with certainty.
"you mean……"
"You guessed it right!"
Before Tucker finished speaking, Long Zhan interjected: "Although I can't be 100% sure, there is a high probability that this chip was dropped by the person who set fire to my house and fled in a hurry after lighting it."
"This is indeed possible, but unfortunately the damage is too severe and it will be difficult to find the source."
When his good brother encountered this kind of encounter, Tucker shared his hatred and actively tried to find a solution, and made a suggestion: "How about we investigate in the community? We might gain something by asking people who have lived here for a long time."
"I originally wanted to go to the xc district police station. There should be files stored there, but from what you said, it might be a good idea to ask before going."
Long Zhan was no longer in the mood to sweep the grave, and all he wanted to think about was finding the murderer.
Find out why he set fire to his house, what kind of monster he has a grudge against, and where he offended him.
Long Zhan also thought about whether it might be related to the previous time when he made 200,000 US dollars by cheating.
But now that he didn't have actual evidence in hand, he couldn't be sure that the two things were related. He still had to investigate to get more information.
After all these mysteries are clarified, Long Zhan hopes to receive fair treatment.
Either the murderer has been caught and brought to justice, and all losses must be compensated, or you can do it yourself and let the murderer know what fear is.
As a man of two generations, he is a top battlefield machine who has been on the battlefield for more than 10 years.
Long Zhan is confident enough and capable enough to do it.
Tucker could feel the explosive rage in Long Zhan's huge body, and the combat factor in his body that had been extinguished for many years was ignited.
This feeling reminded him of the "scuffle experience" he and Gibran had in Chicago when he was young.
No fear, just excitement.
In Chicago, a city that is extremely chaotic and filled with violence around every corner.
For a "small case" such as setting fire to a house, the police will most likely not be able to catch the murderer. After all, there are all kinds of shootings and murders every day.
Setting fire to a house would definitely not be done by Mihaoshi citizens.
This means that if you want to find out who the murderer is, physical contact will inevitably occur during the investigation, and it may even escalate to the use of firearms.
Once a gun is used, it represents the highest danger.
The higher the degree of danger, the more nervous people will be. The more nervous they will be, the more excited they will be. The more excited they will be, the faster their blood will speed up and their blood will spurt out.
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