Chapter 237 [Special Hunting Ground]
A few minutes later.
"So, you are tourists from the east?"
"Yeah." Zheng Jirong took a puff of the cigarette given by the teddy bear and nodded: "Speaking of which, Boston is really boring. We walked around for a long time and didn't even see a decent restaurant."
"Hey," Johnny raised his finger and said, "You should go to Chinatown and try the fried rice there. It's the best oriental food I've ever tasted. If you don't believe me, just ask Teddy. It's two dollars a plate. It's definitely good quality and cheap. .”
"Shet, Johnny, is there something wrong with you? Zheng and the others are originally from Orientals. They flew dozens of hours to come to Boston to eat Oriental fried rice?"
Teddy stood on the bench, raised his furry fist and hammered Zheng Jirong's chest, and said to him: "Man, it doesn't matter what you eat, but I have to give you a piece of advice, never hook up with a woman from Boston!"
"Yeah, they look whiter and uglier than women elsewhere."
Zheng Jirong spread his hands in confusion and said, "Walter? I saw several women ogling me on the street. They were all pretty good-looking."
"See, when you say they're not bad, it actually means they're terrible."
After taking a puff of his cigarette, Teddy said intermittently: "Do you have the sound of a Boston girl?"
He cleared his throat and shouted: "Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Harder! Harder! Oh God! Now fill my big mouth with cheap cookies!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Zheng Jirong was amused by Teddy's vivid imitation. Just a few minutes ago, he used two expensive Cuban cigars as tools to successfully strike up a conversation with Johnny and Teddy on the bench.
According to Johnny, teddy was originally a Christmas gift from his childhood. However, one night he made a wish to God that the teddy bear could talk and become a real good friend with him. As a result, the next morning he was just ordinary. A teddy bear in China seems to have been enchanted. Not only can it speak, but it can also have its own emotions and desires like a normal person.
Because of this incident, Teddy appeared on TV a lot and became a popular local star. But later on, many other novelties appeared in the world, and Teddy, who could only talk and knew nothing else, Bear, you are so angry.
After Zheng Jirong chatted with them for a few words, he smiled and invited: "Guys, I have to say that I really appreciate you. I live in the Lucent Hotel two streets away. If you are interested, you can come anytime. I play, this is my business card.”
"Lucent?!"
Teddy asked in surprise: "Is it the place where the entrance is full of exaggerated barley maiden reliefs and exaggerated large stone pillars?"
"That's actually a hotel," Johnny said with his eyes widened: "Teddy and I always thought it was a boxing club for the rich, a place where the upper class would hold bank parties, but we didn't expect it to be a hotel."
"It's not open to the public, only insiders can go in."
Zheng Jirong patted Teddy's plush head and whispered in their ears: "Believe me, your guess is actually not wrong to a certain extent."
"Oh" Teddy and Johnny opened their mouths in understanding, and then Teddy said with excitement: "Zheng, when I go, do you want to bring some girls there? I have half of the girls in Boston." know."
"Um" Zheng Jirong wrinkled his nose and replied: "I think it's better to forget it. The hotel has all the services you want. When I'm done with my work these two days, you can go find me there and tell the front desk my name directly. That’s it.”
"Yes!"
Seeing the surprised expressions of the two people, Zheng Jirong smiled and said: "I have something to do so I will leave first. We will have a lot of fun when we meet next time."
Johnny came up and hugged him after hearing this: "You have changed my view of Orientals, Zheng. I thought that each of them were old-fashioned mathematicians or conservative elements who only knew how to work and save money and would not enjoy themselves."
"Everyone lives in a different way." Zheng Jirong pointed at him and said sternly: "Johnny, from now on, you can point your stereotypes at people of another skin color, you know."
"Hahaha, I understand what you mean, buddy."
At this time, Teddy also came over from the bench and opened his arms and said, "Although I always think that hugs are too much, but when I meet a good person like you, what else can I do besides hug him?"
Zheng Jirong smiled and hugged him, but as soon as he patted his back, he heard Teddy's chest: "Love Tiger Oil."
Teddy quickly explained: "Don't be afraid! I'm not Gai. This is an electronic toy installed in my body by the manufacturer who originally made me. As long as you press my chest, a childish voice will say "Love Tiger Oil".
Seeing this, Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Its battery is really long-lasting."
"Wait a minute, Teddy, why are the rings underneath you so wet?"
"Um, I might not have wiped it clean when I went to the toilet just now."
"Puniam."
Inside the hotel.
After fighting Ruolan, Zheng Jirong just lit up a cigarette, but before he could take a puff, the cigarette from the corner of his mouth was snatched away by Ruolan who was standing beside him.
She exhaled a puff of smoke and asked curiously: "You had such a happy chat with that Teddy before, did you find out how he talked?"
Zheng Jirong said casually: "Didn't he say that Teddy could 'live' because Johnny made a wish to God."
"You actually believe such nonsense?" Ruolan said speechlessly: "Either this Teddy is a new product of the military, or there is a person hiding under its plush coat, pretending to be a ghost!"
Zheng Jirong chuckled upon hearing this: "What kind of person would hide in a half-meter-high teddy bear? You are thinking too much."
Seeing Zheng Jirong's unconcerned look, Ruolan asked in surprise, "Why are you not curious about this Teddy at all? If a teddy bear can talk, wouldn't it mean that many supernatural phenomena in this world are real."
After Zheng Jirong heard this, he held the lighter on the bedside table tightly in his hand and said to Ruolan, "If I told you that someone could see what is inside my palm, would you believe it?"
"magician?"
"Special powers," Zheng Jirong said: "There are many strange people in this world, and I have seen many of them with my own eyes. Every time I meet such a person, I have to dig deep to find out about him. , that’s too tiring.”
He continued to say to Ruolan: "And generally, as long as such people are not clearly enemies of me, I will be happy to make friends with them, even if Teddy has no value to me, the same is true for teddy bears who only know how to smoke and pick up girls. "
"Life is too short to think about anything else."
After Ruolan was silent for a while, she slowly said, "You don't look like a gang leader at all."
"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong laughed and said: "Who stipulates that the leader of the Hi-Gang can only have a serious expression and a cold face? And who stipulates that the life of a Hi-Gang boss can only be about killing and grabbing territory to expand his power? "
"I just don't like that, and you know, it's very tiring to have a straight face every day."
After hearing what he said, Ruolan thought of something and suddenly turned over and sat on him.
"What do you want to do? Get down!"
"Didn't you say that life is short? I think it makes sense."
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The next day.
In the leisure hall of the restaurant.
Zheng Jirong wiped the top of his cue stick. He leaned over and aimed at the billiard ball and hit it with one shot. After the white ball hit other balls, he accurately hit it into the goal zone.
A Miao and others on the side applauded and praised: "What a goal, Brother Rong, you scored such a difficult goal."
"Yes, watching Mr. Zheng play is like watching an artist create a work. The club is the brush, elegant and focused."
Such flattery was naturally not something that Amiao Wu Liushou and others could produce. Zheng Jirong glanced at Anderson, who was applauding and smiling, and said: "As the contact person of the high table in Boston, and the owner of this hotel, you It seems very relaxing.”
Anderson smiled and explained: "Mr. Zheng, you will be a member of the Thirteenth Council from now on. For a big shot like you, of course I will serve you well."
Zheng Jirong smiled and ignored him. This guy was just keeping an eye on his whereabouts to prevent him from being able to explain to the elders if he disappeared suddenly.
However, Zheng Jirong himself had never thought of playing any tricks, so he didn't care about his guarding.
"boom!"
Another ball was accurately hit into the net, and suddenly a hoarse female voice came from in front of the pool table, "I thought Mr. Zheng that you were only good at playing golf, but I didn't expect that your level of billiards is so high."
Zheng Jirong leaned over and looked at the white ball at the front of the club and replied without raising his head: "I told you last time that you don't know me well enough."
"boom!"
After scoring another goal, Zheng Jirong threw the club to the waiter standing aside, took the warm towel from A Miao and wiped his hands, then asked lightly: "Tell me, come to Boston specially to wait for me." What's up."
Gianna sat on the sofa next to Zheng Jirong, turned to her and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I'm too bored in Europe, so I came to Boston to see you, an old friend."
"By the way, let me introduce you," Jaina pointed to the man with long black hair next to her and introduced: "John Wick, the legendary killer of the High Table, is currently working for our Antonio family."
John Wick looked at Zheng Jirong curiously, and when he was about to say something, his eyes were attracted by a man standing behind him.
Xu Zhengyang stared at him expressionlessly, his eyes focused and sharp, giving him a sense of pressure that he had not seen for a long time.
"You Westerners love to exaggerate when you talk," Zheng Jirong shook the cigar in his hand and said with pretended disdain: "You've killed a few people and you're called a legendary killer? The word "legendary" is too cheap."
Gianna smiled when she heard this and said: "If Mr. Zheng doesn't believe it, we can compare. The Council has many hunting grounds here in the United States, which are specially provided for the rich and famous to enjoy the pleasure of hunting. If you are interested "
"Hunting for what, buffalo?"
"Of course they are people! Those backpackers traveling alone and tourists from other places are prey! The White Mountains dozens of kilometers away are one of the council's hunting grounds."
"Both the police and the hotel owner over there are members of the council. We can hunt with confidence. It is limited to two hours. Whoever kills more people will win."
"Do you want to participate?"