Godly Fisherman

Kenneth said: "They once again smashed the American Express in a financial project. Sooner or later, I will report this grudge!" said Kenneth winked at Xiao Peng: "Of course, that sentence just now. If anyone asks, I will definitely not admit that it was what I said, and even more so I will not admit that I checked your bank account."

Xiao Peng laughed after hearing Kenneth's words. In any case, Kenneth is a fun person. The most important thing is that he is a smart person. He chose the most correct way to deal with Xiao Peng.

"Well, Kenneth, since you have said so, I would be hypocritical if I veto it. I am honored to be the owner of the Centurion Black Gold Card." Xiao Peng said.

Kenneth said: "That is the honor of our company. I don't know how long Mr. Xiao will stay in the Stars and Stripes?"

Xiao Peng said: "About three weeks."

Kenneth said: "I will go back and let them make your black gold card as soon as possible. Don't you stay in the Stars and Stripes for a while?"

Xiao Peng shook his head: "No, I'm just waiting for a boxing match in Star Stripe Nation. After this boxing match is over, I will return to China."

"Boxing match? Is Mr. Xiao still a boxing fan?" Kenneth said.

Xiao Peng continued to shake his head: "I am going to play."

"Uh, sorry, Mr. Xiao, I really didn't know that Mr. Xiao is a professional boxer." Kenneth said.

Xiao Peng still shook his head: "This is my first game."

Kenneth was embarrassed: "I don't know what Mr. Xiao does?"

Xiao Peng was speechless: "I am a fisherman who runs a fishing ground. This time I came to Star-Stripe Nation because I successfully broke the world record for sailing across the Pacific. However, I had a dispute with people while waiting for the ship to be repaired, so I made an appointment. A boxing match."

Kenneth listened for a while and for a while: "You mean you are a fisherman, right?"

What happened these days? Yachts who don’t want to be boxers are not good fishermen? Why don't you go to heaven!

Xiao Peng was helpless: "Mr. Kenneth, you don't even know what I do, so you are willing to send me a black gold card? Is this too trivial?"

Hearing Xiao Peng say this, Kenneth laughed: "Just aim at the money in your account and let me give you two black gold cards. I'm happy."

Well, the most important reason is because Xiao Peng has money!

Seeing Xiao Peng swiping his VISA card to pay the bill, Kenneth was still not very beautiful. If he develops such a customer earlier, wouldn't the counter-point commission here belong to American Express? No, you must have someone make the card quickly, this Xiao Peng is a big spender! Kenneth secretly made up his mind.

After chatting with Kenneth, Xiao Peng did not look at other cars, but the auction record of this auction was not set by himself, but a Shelby Cobra: the sky-high price of 22.15 million US dollars was sold. history record.

This 1962 Shelby Cobra is the first Shelby modified car in history and is very commemorative. Every time this car appears at the auction venue, it will create a new historical record.

But Xiao Peng is not interested in this car. The reason is simple: this particular car is also convertible! What to do on rainy days?

Xiao Peng is so realistic. If you can't drive a car on the road, then it's not a car! (If anyone knows Xiao Peng's thoughts, he will have the heart to choke Xiao Peng to death.)

A Can also photographed the Mustang Shelby for 420,000 U.S. dollars. After the payment and the handover procedures were completed, Xiao Peng had three beautiful, classic cars in front of him.

"A Can, what about this car? How do we get it back." Xiao Peng was dumbfounded. Two people and four cars, how to drive back?

A Chan said, "Boss Xiao, this matter is left to me. Wait for me to get the car over." After speaking, he took the phone and walked out.

In fact, after the auction is over, there is another event, the parade of classic cars, where the cars that were photographed and exhibited are parading around on the nearby highway, showing off.

But Xiao Peng couldn't drive, so he didn't go, guarding three cars, look at this one, look at that one. Thinking about going back to China and driving this car on the road in the future, it must be very exciting.

While Xiao Peng was still dreaming, he heard a voice: "That kid, don't let him run."

"Huh?" Xiao Peng turned his head, hey, the old man Xie Ding is back? He didn't get serious with him, he really intends not to finish with himself?

Old man Xie Ding watched Xiao Peng here alone, and said arrogantly: "You kid doesn't know what his surname is if you have some bad money? I tell you, this is the Stars and Stripes, not China! What are you relying on here? It’s the background! It’s the relationship! Whose fist is hard! I won’t be able to give you a lesson today! You go! Teach me to teach him! With a wave of his imposing hands, he saw that Chow Yun-fat had watched too many movies.

Xiao Peng waved his hand: "Slow!"

"Boy, do you know you are afraid? You are too late to beg for mercy now!" Old man Xie Ding sneered.

Xiao Peng scratched his head: "Well, let's change places. I'm afraid of accidentally hitting my car..." If the car I just bought was smashed into a big hole, Xiao Peng would have nowhere to cry. . These cars are expensive. If something goes wrong, you must find a professional manufacturer if you want to repair it.

"Huh! Don't play any tricks on your kid, give it to me! Take care of him!" The old man Xie Ding had a good temper.

The two bodyguards looked at each other and walked in front of Xiao Peng, with a trace of apology on his face. One of them said: "I'm sorry, brother, the boss has spoken, we are also a mess, offended!"

"What are you talking nonsense with him? Come on! Abandon him!" the bald old man shouted from behind.

The two bodyguards showed an apologetic expression, and quickly stepped forward, kicking Xiao Peng over.

Otherwise, stay on the sidelines and meet each other in the future. If the two bodyguards didn't say this, Xiao Peng could just abolish them!

But even after thinking about it, can they take the money from the bald old man and not work? Thinking of this, Xiao Peng also made his move a lot lighter. It was enough to punch the two of them with one punch and make them lose the ability to do hands.

But Xiao Peng didn't plan to let old Xie Ding go, and walked towards him step by step: "Are you addicted to trouble me? I gave you a face?"

The bald old man was terrified now. He knew the skill of his two bodyguards, but he saw that two of them were one by one. In less than a second, the two lost their ability to move. Is this Nima an illusion?

"Don't come here! I tell you, I am from the Huaqing Gang! I know the boss of the Huaqing Gang! Do you dare to move me, I will make you unable to stay in the Stars and Stripes country. Kill you in minutes!" Of course, on the lips He was bullish, but he pulled his god-daughter directly in front of him and hid himself behind his god-daughter, his calves trembling in fright.

Xiao Peng still walked towards him, looking at the plastic girl in front of the old man, Xiao Peng said coldly, "Get out of the way, I won't hit women."

The plastic surgery girl nodded, trying to step aside, but the old man grasped her hand tightly, not letting her leave. The plastic surgery girl made a fierce kick and kicked the old man. Then she broke free of the old man's hand and hid aside.

The old man watched the plastic surgery girl leave with hatred on his face, but when he saw Xiao Peng had come before his eyes, the old man was frightened: "You have to dare to move me, the Huaqing help can't spare you!"

Xiao Peng coldly said, "Kneel down!"

The old man pointed to Xiao Peng: "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Peng punched the old man's stomach with one punch, and then the bald old man's tears, nose and saliva flowed out, and he knelt down while holding his stomach.

"True Nima, let you kneel and not kneel, so I have to help you? Fuck!" Xiao Peng slobbered on the face of the bald old man: "Who do you think you are? Who gave you the courage to let you find I’m in trouble! Liang Jingru? I didn’t find you if I lost the bet, and you dare to provoke me! Aren’t you looking for it?"

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I won't trouble you anymore! Just let me as a fart!" The bald old man knelt on the ground, almost kowtow to Xiao Peng. Xiao Peng looked at his wimps, and he really didn't feel like making trouble for him anymore.

Xiao Peng felt a little embarrassed to be angry with such a fool.

He finally understood why Yang Meng said he was bullying people when he called Yang Meng. . . . . .

"What's going on?" A Can drove home at this time, and there were three young people with him. A Can and several people just got out of the car, watching the scene in front of them, a little confused. .

Who knew that the bald old man saw A Chan, and he got up directly from the ground: "Brother Chan, you have to call me the shots! This kid is too arrogant, and he looks down on the Huaqing Gang at all."

A Chan was dumbfounded: "Who are you?"

The bald old man ran to A Chan, "Boss A Chan, I am Zhao Fugui from Irvine! We met at the Chinatown New Year celebration."

When Xiao Peng heard it, he almost sprayed out, Zhao Fugui? Really as the name suggests, looks like a ball, a wealthy suit.

Zhao Fugui pointed to Xiao Peng and said, "Boss Acan, this kid, he insulted the Huaqing Gang. I said he didn't listen to his two sentences. He directly injured my subordinates and beat me too! Boss, you must stand up for us."

A Can did not speak, but Xiao Peng said instead: "A Can, what does this grandson do?"

A Can shook his head: "I didn't remember, wait for me to ask. You guys take good care of him." After asking the young man beside him, A Can went to the side and called. The three Chinese young people who came with A Can are very black, wearing big sportswear, with big chains, like hip-hop singers, they also have the characteristics of the Stars and Stripes when they do things: I heard A Can If it is, all three of them took out a pistol from their back and aimed it at Zhao Fugui on the ground.

Zhao Fugui was scared to pee directly. This is not an adjective, it is really peeing. . . . . .