After the divorce, I married my ex-wife's best friend!

Chapter 218 Being Targeted
But Wang Hao politely declined PHS's kindness, and instead took out a stack of money from his pocket and stuffed it to the other party.

"Okay, okay, don't mention it, these things are all for you to play with." Wang Hao chatted casually, and then stuffed the money into his hands.

The latter froze immediately.

"That's not okay, boss, you are a person who is not familiar with the place here, and if you wander around outside, you will easily be targeted by bad guys. Otherwise, if you can trust me, I will give it to you in person. Lead the way, rest assured, I am familiar with this place, no one knows this place better than me."

The chest that was taken by this map turned over, and it was guaranteed to be unbelievable and not to mention, how excited it was.

But Wang Hao kept shaking his head and said: "Brother, there is no need, we can protect ourselves well, this money is your commission, thank you."

As he spoke, he stuffed the money into his hand again.

He really didn't want to delay things too much.

It’s hard to come to Las Vegas and live a two-person world with Liu Bao. It’s not a loss. They insist on having someone by their side, and being a light bulb will seem more cautious, even more awkward.

That's why Wang Hao tried his best to get rid of it, just hoping to leave a private space for himself.

But when both Wang Hao and Liu Bao had walked out of the bank on the street, the PHS trotted along behind them again.

Wang Hao has the skill of Lei Batian at this time, so his alertness is naturally very high, and he has already vaguely felt that someone is following behind him.

"Hehe, this kid must be tricky." Touching his chin, Wang Hao secretly sneered in his heart.

He didn't build up the spirit prematurely, but deliberately pretended to be ignorant, and continued to do what he should do. He always wanted to see what kind of abilities this kid had, and dared to follow behind his ass.

He believed that the other party would definitely regret it before long.

Wang Hao on the side said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, are you hungry? Otherwise, let's come to the hotel next to us and eat this special dish once."

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, Liu Bao rubbed his stomach, and gradually felt that he was a little hungry.

So he took Wang Hao's hand, and then made a lot of noise in his mouth, um, he agreed.

"That's okay, that's okay, no problem, it's a piece of cake." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry, not wanting to stay here any longer.

And just as they walked forward, a white van drove slowly towards them behind them, and then stopped at a corner not far behind, where a small follower was.

Afterwards, PHS pointed directly at the people in the car, and pointed forward fiercely.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's right in front, right in front."

"It can't be wrong, it's this kid, don't let him run away."

As he spoke, he pointed forward, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Because Moult and the other brothers came here, they would surely make a fortune today, so naturally his heart became agitated.

And some other people also laughed loudly.

"Not bad, brother did a good job today. If you really get things done today, I'll give you an [-]% commission." A bald foreign man smiled triumphantly.

The man was Mr. Moult.

And behind him were seven or eight small thugs, all armed with controlled knives and guns.

"Thank you big brother, thank you big brother, oh, I'm rich, I'm rich, [-]% commission, I will definitely make a fortune this time." Walter grinned and grinned, and even began to count with his fingers. See how much you can make today.

Soon, they drove the car with a handsome flick, and then the car directly blocked in front of them, blocking their way.

"Brothers... what are you doing?" The car door opened, and a man with tattoos walked up to him.

The latter's group also hurriedly followed, and even gestured at them again.

Liu Bao saw that these people were not friendly, and all of them had tattoos. The tattoos knew that they were not good people, so he leaned a little nervously towards Wang Hao's body, tightly grasping the corner of his clothes.

"Husband, what do they want to do? What on earth do these people want to do? I'm afraid I'm really scared, blah blah..." As he spoke, Liu Bao's arms began to tremble slightly, and the chief The mind is also slowly sweating!

He had no idea what the other party was doing.

Ever since, the entire group at the scene was inexplicably nervous.

But Wang Hao said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid, it's just some small fish and shrimps, don't be nervous, this matter is on me!"

After speaking, Wang Hao shook his body and moved his wrists, and his muscles and bones all made cracking sounds.

Ever since he possessed Lei Batian's fighting power, he has never had a chance to show off his skills. Today, he can finally have a good time with them, and he wants to see how capable this kid is.

Under Wang Hao's comfort, Liu Bao felt a very strong sense of security, immediately hummed, then nodded, and leaned directly beside Wang Hao, unwilling to continue to move too much.

He believed that Wang Hao had the ability to suppress all the people present.

The Muerte next to him had already brought his brothers down, and he couldn't hear what Wang Hao was talking about.

"Hey PHS, what is he talking about? What was he talking about just now?!" Molt scolded the PHS severely and asked.

If someone saw their formation in the usual way, they would immediately develop towards their legs, and then they would directly kowtow to the ground with a plop and beg for mercy.

Now the other party didn't play cards according to the routine. Not only did he not have any intention of panic, but he stood in a daze in the distance, distracted, as if he had never been afraid of him at all.

But this wave of operations made Molt feel very embarrassed, and even had no sense of existence.

So he couldn't help but questioned the younger brother beside him, trying to figure out what these people were talking about.

However, PHS kept shaking his head and his eyes were full of worry, unwilling to translate.

"Damn, are you dumb? Ah, what the hell is he talking about? Hurry up and tell me, or believe it or not, I will beat you later." Molt got angry and grabbed PHS's hand neck.

The local passerby could only translate tremblingly: "This man said that he will fix you later. He said that he said that you are little trash or rookies. It is not worth mentioning at all."

(End of this chapter)