Xu Lin staggered as he was pushed by the strong man behind him, and entered this somewhat cramped room filled with a strange smell.
As soon as he entered, he saw a bald white man sitting on a boss's chair opposite. He had a scorpion tattoo on his head. He noticed that from the moment he entered the building, everyone's head, face, or There are scorpion tattoos on their necks.
There is no doubt this is a local gang.
Even the two enchanting women sitting in the arms of the big man had tattoos similar to scorpions on their arms.
Of course, tattoos are very popular in the West. Every one of these guys’ bodies are colorful, and their exposed arms are almost always colored.
"Sith, this guy actually has a gun."
At this moment, the man behind Xu Lin raised the pistol in his hand, pointed at Xu Lin's head, and gently shook the muzzle twice.
The bald white man known as Sith stood up slowly and looked Xu Lin up and down, his face full of teasing.
He opened his mouth and asked: "Ruiya? Take over for you? O... Denis?"
Xu Lin did not answer directly, but looked at the three people behind him, then at the bald head, and finally glanced at the two girls, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand!"
All the foreigners were stunned.
After a while, the bald white man touched his head and suddenly said: "What's your Gada?"
When Xu Lin heard this, he almost burst out laughing.
Damn it!
Talent!
A pure foreigner, or on Mo Ge's side, he actually heard a relatively pure northern dialect. This guy is definitely a weirdo.
This also indirectly proves that Daxia now has an influence that cannot be ignored in the entire world.
However... weird things are weird things, and we still have to do it.
He said to the bald white man: "Your uncle."
"Fake Oil, Spike Yingge Lei Xu." The bearded man behind started to take action, grabbing Xu Lin's neck and preparing to push him to the ground.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the person in front of him had disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, the person was already behind their boss Sith.
And there was an extra pistol in his hand, which was the Sith's favorite revolver.
Seeing that his finger had pulled the trigger behind the revolver, the expressions of the big men suddenly changed, and Fake kept shouting out sentence after sentence.
Xu Lin spoke and said in pure bird language: "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking you to do a favor."
He spoke calmly, but everyone in the group glared angrily, and the Sith who was held hostage by him even cursed: "Fake oil, you Bichi, you are dead..."
Xu Lin smiled coldly and slowly opened the palm of his left hand. The faces of Sith's men suddenly changed again.
I saw a grenade in his hand, which passed from another person's waist just a moment ago.
"Can you listen to me now?" Xu Lin gently hit Sith's head with his revolver.
Sis swallowed and nodded cautiously, his eyes fixed on the grenade close at hand.
If this thing explodes, he will definitely be the first person here to see God.
Xu Lin: "Please, lock the door and put your weapons on the ground. I will only say this once."
After he finished speaking, he held the grenade with the ring pulled out with only two fingers.
The hairs on the hairs of several big men stood up after hearing this. One of them immediately closed the door behind him and locked it.
Then, under the scolding of Sith, they all put their firearms on the ground, and even pulled out all the pistols on their waists and threw them aside.
"very good!"
Xu Lin smiled and said, "Mr. Sis, please sit down."
The bald white man turned his head, glared at Xu Lin viciously, and then sat down helplessly on his own boss chair.
Xu Lin pointed his gun at the two girls and said, "Don't be nervous, relax for Mr. Sis."
As he spoke, he placed the gun on the table in front of Sith.
Even so at this time, no one dared to move.
If they kill Xu Lin, the grenade will explode in about three seconds. The door is already locked, and the speed they can open the door will definitely not be faster than the speed of the grenade exploding.
So...if Xu Lin is killed, everyone will die.
What's more, they can't do it alone.
Xu Lin has this confidence. The moment these guys take action, he can resolve the battle faster.
He said: "Mr. Sis, how much money can you make every month?"
Sis frowned and stared at Xu Lin, secretly wondering if this guy was sent by a rival gang to seize his territory, or to kill him?
He said in a deep voice: "If nothing happens, it will be almost three hundred thousand knives."
Xu Lin was a little surprised. It was indeed a huge profit!
He said: "200,000 dollars a month is indeed good, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Sis suddenly added two words: "Yers..."
"What? Yers? You mean a year?"
His eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
What a mess!
Just holding a gun like this all day long, making sudden attacks at every turn, and even being in danger of being killed at any time, how can you earn 200,000 knives a year?
Converted into a soft girl, it's just over 1 million.
What's going on?
Are you still doing this business?
The look of disgust on his face was noticed by the Sith, which immediately caused the guy to glare angrily.
As a result, Xu Lin rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "I will give you one million knives a year, how about you help me? The people under you earn 200,000 knives every year."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone in the room changed.
As the boss, this guy Sis only earns 200,000 yuan a year, but Xu Lin asked for 1 million, which is a five-fold increase.
As for his subordinates, it is considered good to earn tens of thousands of dollars a year, and they are basically squandered. From time to time, they have to go out and kill people to earn some extra money.
Now, the price Xu Lin gave them almost made their hearts beat out, and everyone had a heartbeat look on their face.
"Bring me my phone."
Xu Lin said to the bald bearded man.
Hearing this, the other party quickly took out the mobile phone that he had just taken away. Then Xu Lin looked at Sis and asked, "Give me your bank account number."
The latter was stunned for a while, and it took him a while to understand, and then he spoke out his bank account.
Xu Lin dialed a number, and the call was connected after a while.
"Hello!" A deep voice came from the other end of the phone.
"God of Wealth, long time no see." Xu Lin smiled.
The other party suddenly said in surprise: "Boss, I heard that you are very powerful recently! You have achieved a lot of first-class achievements. I am so envious of my brothers. Wait, I will ask them to answer the phone."
