Yan Fei did not ask Wei Kai to pick him up. He probably went to find Yangma to have fun after the banquet last night. Although his interest was disturbed, he did not disturb others' bad tastes.

After looking at the surrounding environment, Yan Fei found a taxi and said, "Go to Culver."

"Are you a tourist?" The driver was a fat white man in his forties. When he heard Yan Fei going to Culver, he was stunned and then persuaded, "The public security there is very poor. Although it is daytime now, try not to go there. Especially for single foreign tourists like you."

Los Angeles is known as the City of Angels, but it only comes from the places backed by the western north. For example, San Gabriel gathered with financiers, Beverly Hills gathered with stars, Malibu in the Rich Coast villa area, Pasadena in California Polytechnic, etc., which are very well-known high-end residential areas throughout North America.

But the south of this city is completely different, and it is even hard to believe that it belongs to a city.

In the south of Los Angeles, black Mexicans and people of color live in it, and few white people make a living here. This is also a famous public security-hit area in the United States. The streets are full of idle people who are idling in life, and various crimes are endless. Not to mention the presence of these places at night, it is even very dangerous during the day.

The Culver area where Yan Fei is going to is the worst security place in Los Angeles. Shootings occur almost every day, and there are countless thefts and robberies. Under normal circumstances, taxis are unwilling to go there.

"I'll give you double the fare." Yan Fei waved his hand and said, "Just deliver it to the entrance."

Under Franklin's temptation, the driver finally drove Yan Fei to Culver.

Yan Fei, who threw down a few green bills and didn't want to make any change, got off the bus and saw a slum-like scene.

Dirty streets, dilapidated cars, and various more dilapidated buildings next to the streets. Broken light bulbs, tilted telephone poles, smashed telephone booths, etc.

The ground was full of dirty garbage and cigarette butts, and even X sets of them. The walls were filled with graffiti sprayed with paint. It was messy, old and dirty. It was hard to imagine that this place was part of the Angel City.

Although it was morning, there were already many pedestrians on the streets. They were either black or Mexicans. They showed their tattoos with bare shirtless, and their heads were full of braids or simply bald. They looked at Yan Fei with a ferocious face and fierce look.

As for why Yan Fei came here, of course it was for his check of 20 million US dollars.

Although the fierce battle with Huang Wuwei last night made him feel very comfortable, how could he let go of such a large sum of 20 million US dollars? This is all the hard money that Yan Fei earned. Of course, he has to come back.

The headquarters of the large black gang who borrowed money was located in Culver City. Yan Fei came here this time to make up for the losses.

A pair of malicious eyes swept across Yan Fei's body, and someone soon began to act.

A strong Mexican man with a braided head, wearing an elastic vest, and a complicated tattoo on his arms walked to Yan Fei with his strong body, "Hey, man. Do you want cigarettes?"

Of course, this cigarette is not a cigarette that can be bought in supermarkets, but refers to X-grade products. If strangers come here, most people come to buy X-grade products.

"How much?" Yan Fei curled the corner of his mouth and quickly entered the role.

"Thirty dollars per piece." The strong man with yellow teeth was swaying at Yan Fei with three fingers.

Yan Fei took out his clutch directly and opened the clutch casually in front of the strong man to reveal the piles of Franklins inside.

"Give me two." Yan Fei took out a picture of Franklin and handed it over, ignoring the irresistible greed in the strong man's eyes.

"Okay guy." The strong man who took the money smiled very happily, reached out to Yan Fei's shoulder and took him to a narrow alley not far away. "Come on, I'll take you to get the goods."

So you choose the opportunity yourself. If this guy was not so greedy, he would not provoke Yan Fei. Since he made a choice, he should consider himself unlucky when encountering any unlucky things.

"Damn it, that guy Sanchez picked up the fat sheep again." Seeing the strong man taking the fat sheep to the alley, the guys nearby all had envious expressions. They often did this kind of thing.

"Now it's a robbery, I'll hand over all the money you have." When I walked to a place where no one was, Yan Fei's face changed and started robbing before the guy named Sanchez took action.

"...fuck!" Sanchez, who had just taken out his pistol and was about to threaten Yan Fei's payment, was stunned by Yan Fei's words. Then he reacted and raised his pistol in anger to carry out a real robbery. Then, Yan Fei suddenly raised his hand and furiously fucked the pistol.

"...Chinese Kung Fu?!" Sanchez looked at the pistol with only the gun handle in his hand, and suddenly felt that he was in a bad mood.

I originally wanted to make some extra money by robbing, but I never thought that I would meet a real master! I unloaded the gun with my bare hands. This is the legendary Chinese Kung Fu that I must not provoke!

Scared Sanchez turned around and ran, his long legs moving quickly like a flying fire meteor.

Yan Fei did not chase after him, but threw the barrel of the gun in his hand and threw it towards Sanchez's back.

With a precise hit on the back of the head, Sanchez flew directly into the air and was knocked to the ground.

A few minutes later, Sanchez, who walked out of another exit of the narrow alley, shook his thick neck and took out a cigarette to light it. He looked around and walked towards the distant street.

There are highly venomous rattlesnakes in the desert in California, which make a loud sound when moving in the desert. This snake has very terrible toxins, and if it is bitten, it is very mortality if it cannot be treated in time.

Yan Fei's target this time is a gang called Rattlesnake. Like all gang organizations, they operate underground gambling, paid services for physical contact, and of course, the usury business also sells X products as their main business.

Today is the day of weekly settlement. Distributors from all over the country and every point in the subordinate industries will send their weekly income to the headquarters. Today, the boss of the gang, Francisco, was praising his subordinates in charge of usury business in his office because he sent a check worth 20 million US dollars.

"This is the top-notch product that just shipped. Try how it tastes." Francisco took out a cigarette without a label and threw it to Marcos, who was in charge of the usury business.

The standard Latino face in his forties, Marcos, who braided his beard into many small braids, tore open the cigarette paper and put it under his nose and sucked it hard, then showed a satisfied expression, "Great product."

"You did a good job this time." Francisco fiddled with the large check in his hand and gently stroked it with satisfaction, his eyes full of greed. "Who is so rich?"

"It should be." Marcos nodded vigorously. "I heard that he was a star in Asia and made a lot of money."

Francisco reached out and knocked on the table in front of him, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Finish her father and find a way to let him continue to borrow money. Since he is so rich, of course he has to squeeze it out."

"No problem." Marcos laughed and said, "When the money is squeezed out, she can continue to make money for us. Such famous women are very popular."

"Haha~~~This is business."

Just as the two were laughing with satisfaction, the door was suddenly pushed open. A subordinate ran in with a panic on his face, "Boss, someone broke in!"

"Police?!FBI?!" When Francisco heard this news, his first reaction was that a policeman or the FBI rushed in and wanted to destroy them. But then he thought that he had never missed the amount of work he had during this period, so it shouldn't be.

"It's not the policeman, it's Sanchez who sells goods on St. Saint Sauron!"

"FUCK!" Hearing that it was not the police who broke in but a poor gangster, Francisco immediately cursed, "Kill him out of the cement bucket and throw it into the sea!"

After his subordinates left, Marcos spoke out and explained, "It's just an unlucky guy who's eaten too much."

"Yeah." Francisco waved his hand and asked Marcos to leave his room, then got up and locked the large check in his hand into the safe.

At this time, a fierce battle was taking place outside!

When Yan Fei, who turned into Sanchez, came here and found that this place was really a repair shop. But this was just an appearance. The real Rattlesnake was headquartered in the basement below the repair shop.

"Hey, Sanchez." A tall and strong bald black man walked to Yan Fei in a white vest and reached out to push his shoulder. "Have you eaten too much? This is not a place you can come!"

Yan Fei raised his hand and grabbed the bald black man's big hand, which was as big as a bear's paw, and pinched the pulse door and twisted it hard. With a sharp sound of breaking, one of the bald black man's arms showed a strange angle and twisted it directly!

"Ao~~~" The bald black man let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground holding his twisted arm. Yan Fei picked up the large wrench on the iron table next to him and slapped it directly on his huge one, instantly causing his ghost howl to stop abruptly.

This time, it was a hornet's nest. Several strong men around hurriedly rushed up with various tools. However, although they were crowded, they were useless to face Yan Fei. Yan Fei, who was holding a wrench in his hand, easily knocked the strong men to the ground.

When Yan Fei stepped into the repair shop, a fat man with a rifle rushed out from one side and raised his rifle and was about to fire at Yan Fei. But before he could pull the trigger, a large wrench flew over and smashed it on his head with a sharp whistling sound.

"Where is the entrance to the basement?" Yan Fei picked up a bad guy whose arm was broken by him and asked about the entrance. However, the bad guy was very tough and cursed at Yan Fei directly and said that their Rattlesnake Gang would definitely not let him go.

Yan Fei has always admired and respected this tough guy, so he directly locked the strong man with a strong man and twisted his force, making his head look behind him with a long tongue.

When Yan Fei picked up another unlucky guy next to him who had been smashed to his head, the black man who had witnessed his accomplice being twisted with his neck immediately informed Yan Fei of the entrance to the basement.

He picked up the rifle and pushed open an iron door. When he saw it, he saw a narrow path that was slanted downward. Yan Fei walked down without hesitation.

After walking down about ten meters, we reached the end. There was also a solid door here and it was tightly closed.
Chapter completed!