The Strongest System of American Anime

Chapter 137 The Mysterious Boss in Los Angeles
After a while, Qi Yu and more than 30 fans who were waiting outside the back door of the hotel finally saw the minibus itself appear.

However, beside the minibus, there were four black-clothed bodyguards wearing sunglasses, each with a cold expression, just like the sturdy characters in the movie.

And everyone can see that the walking state of the minibus is not normal, it looks like being pushed and pushed by two of the bodyguards in black.

The more than 30 fans present were adults with certain social experience, not some fools trapped in an ivory tower all day long, so they naturally realized what happened.

"Shet! Is my minibus lady picked up by a local bigwig in Los Angeles?" said a fan from New Orleans.

"However, looking at her, she seems to be Smecta who was forcibly taken away." Another Korean fan continued.

"Xiaoba is also a Chinese star who is going international. The boss who dares to touch her must be one of the top bosses in Los Angeles." A local Los Angeles fan analyzed.

"Don't care if they are big or not! Dare to bully my minibus? Brothers, come on!" As the default leader of the fan team, the fat uncle waved his hand and immediately ran over with more than 30 fans behind him.

The fat man hurried to the minibus, panting heavily, and was about to ask if the minibus was okay and if they needed any help, when he was suddenly stopped by two black-clothed bodyguards.

"Hey..." The fat uncle was about to speak when he was interrupted by a bodyguard in black.

"Go away!" Black, the boss of the bodyguard in black, immediately scolded, not polite at all.

"What did you say, you have the guts to say it again..."

But as the fat uncle spoke further, his voice became smaller and smaller.

Because, the Blake in front of him deliberately lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing a black pistol stuck in his waist, and put his hand on the handle of the gun, as if he was about to pull out the pistol at any time.

After all, the fat uncle is a Chinese of Chinese nationality. Under the strict gun control environment in China, in fact, he has never even touched a real gun. Now he sees that the black-clothed bodyguard in front of him actually has a gun, and he is ready to draw it at any time. , Fat Uncle is a little timid, and his confidence is seriously lacking. Even though there are more than 30 fans and teammates behind him, he is still very weak and flustered.

Because once the opponent shoots, let alone the opponent's choice of headshot, even if it's just a shot at his leg, then he will be crippled for the rest of his life!
Many fans behind Fat Uncle couldn't help becoming nervous when they saw the scene where Black was about to draw his gun.

"Why don't you talk?" Black mocked with disdain, showing strong contempt, "We are serving the respected Mr. Smith. In this huge city of Los Angeles, Mr. Smith is the king of the underground world, just like New York City. I’m not afraid to tell you that even if I shoot you down here today, under the protection of Mr. Smith, you will be safe in the end! If you are sensible, I will take you poor The bugs, roll as far as you can!"

Most of these more than 30 fans are Chinese fans who came from China to support. It is basically the first time to come to the city of Los Angeles in the United States. It is not clear who the "Mr. Smith" that Black is talking about is.

Then, someone asked in a low voice: "Who is Mr. Smith he said, is he a very powerful person?"

Hearing this, one of the Los Angeles-based men with glasses made an answer, and everyone else came over to listen curiously: "Mr. Smith is the president of a large group in Los Angeles with a scale of [-] billion US dollars. It is rumored that he is also the largest in Los Angeles. The behind-the-scenes boss of the gangster demon gang has hundreds of pure thugs under his hands. In this city, even the mayor has to give him three points when he sees Mr. Smith, like other prosecutors Officials, bureau chiefs, inspectors and other officials should at least give him seven points of face."

After listening to the explanation of this Los Angeles local fan, everyone couldn't help but gasped.How can we, a group of ants, provoke such a big man, it's so terrifying!

Even Uncle Fat, the number one die-hard fan, has shaken his heart to protect the minibus. His Chinese teacher taught him before that he can follow stars, but there must be a limit, for example, he must not put his own life on the line. went in.

Just when the fat uncle was hesitating whether to lead the fan support group to retreat, Qi Yu came over at this time, giving the fat uncle a good step down in a state of confusion.

"Uncle, forget it." Qi Yu stepped forward and pulled the fat uncle back, "I know a very good friend, he will help solve this matter. As for us, just leave it alone, trust me , the minibus will be fine."

"Really...really?" With such a step down, the fat uncle half-pushed and retreated.It's not that he doesn't want to help the minibus, the key is that the four of them are all armed with firearms, not to mention there is a super powerful backstage behind them, they really can't help it!
However, after hearing Qi Yu's words, Black couldn't help laughing out loud, and said to the other three bodyguards in black, "giggle, this yellow-skinned monkey is really interesting, he said he has a very powerful You can’t find a few friends in the entire city of Los Angeles who can solve this matter and move our great Mr. Smith?”

"Maybe, this yellow-skinned monkey is the mayor or a state congressman, and he secretly gave birth to an illegitimate child with a yellow woman?" Another black-clothed bodyguard also mocked.

"Hahaha, with the silly clothes he wears, with a woman's headshot on the front of his clothes, how could he be the illegitimate son of the mayor or a state congressman. We, the devil gang, don't know how to kill an idiot like him every year How many?" Another black-clothed bodyguard sneered.

Xiaoba couldn't bear to see the bodyguards in black taking turns mocking her fans. She tried her best to keep smiling, and spoke loudly to the fans in front of her, deliberately covering the voices of the bodyguards in black, "Thank you very much for your support. , I’m just going to have a meal with someone later, nothing will happen, don’t worry!”

Speaking of this, Di Xiaoba pursed his red lips and waved his hand: "At seven o'clock sharp tonight, we will see you at the Los Angeles North City Sports Center!"

After finishing speaking, she obediently cooperated with the bodyguards and got into the car. She did this to ensure that these nasty bodyguards would not embarrass her fans again.

Now that things had happened, she could only hope that the next thing was really just a simple meal with that big shot, and nothing excessive happened.

But when she thought that she was just a powerless female artist, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness from the bottom of her heart.

Compared with the real big men in Los Angeles, it is difficult for me to hold the throat of fate, I dare not offend or resist, the only thing I can do is pray.

Praying for a miracle to happen tonight...

(End of this chapter)