Chapter Beating a Liar

"Brother, if you do this, then we have nothing to talk about!"

What kind of black witchcraft is used to resurrect the dog? It is completely Hu Badao. Even the boss of Haraway looked at Dawson with suspicion.

Zhao Yan didn't want to talk too much, so he put down his wine glass and turned around and left.

However, the young black man Dawson turned cold, "I heard from me and wanted to leave? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Suddenly, more than a dozen black men under him rushed up and surrounded Zhao Yan, and some even took out bright swords from their pockets.

Zhao Yan frowned and turned around and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple..." Dawson smiled arrogantly and said, "Asian boss, take out the money in your pocket, take off your brand suit, and you can leave."

Obviously, Dawson was a hooligan. He didn't deceive Zhao Yan, so he just robbed him directly.

Haraway, the owner of the Caesar Palace, looked cold and advised, "Daoson, Mr. Zhao is my guest, it's no good for you to offend them!"

"Aren't it just a few yellow-skinned monkeys?" Dawson snorted coldly, not taking it seriously.

In Africa, although many Asians do business, they do business such as opening supermarkets and restaurants. They are also cowardly. When they encounter black people robbing, they dare not say anything and submit!

So Asians have an image of cowardice and bullying!

Dawson didn't take Zhao Yan seriously from the beginning, and treated Zhao Yan as a fat sheep, and wanted to cheat and rob it and make a good deal!

But this time he made the wrong plan. Zhao Yan took out a stack of dollars in his pocket and put it on the bar, sneering, "The money is here, and it's yours that you can get it!"

Seeing money, Dawson's men's eyes lit up. One of the tallest black men walked out of the crowd and walked over fiercely.

However, just as he reached out his hand to the dollar on the table, a huge black figure next to him flashed...

The giant bear Roddy, who was more than two meters tall, appeared!

Compared to Roddy, this black guy was shorter!

"I want to steal my money from B, and I'm looking for death!" Roddy stepped forward.

The tall black guy knew that the visitor was not good, so he quickly stepped back, "It seems like he was a little misunderstood, listen to me..."

Roddy ignored it, stretched out his hand, grabbed his head, and slammed it on the bar next to him.

boom!

The marble slabs on the bar were smashed to pieces, and the tall black man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Dawson didn't expect that Zhao Yan's subordinates would have such a powerful person. He quickly waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to go up and block them, and he wanted to escape.

But seeing Roddy's height, his men were so scared that they dared not step forward.

At this moment, Dong Wei Vincent and Dia also came over.

"If you dare to hit us, you guys can hit you, so you guys can get into your mother's stomach!" Vincent waved his golden retriever fist and punched a black gangster.

Dong Wei and Dia also joined the battle.

A chaotic battle occurred in a bar. The combat effectiveness of African gangsters could not match these mercenaries, and they were quickly beaten to the ground!

Zhao Yan was not interested in participating in this level of battle. He just stood by the bar and drank, and said to the boss Haraway, "This gangster is not General Olva's brother-in-law at all, he is purely a scam!"

Seeing that the fight was almost the same, Zhao Yan threw down a dollar, sorted out his suit, and walked into the battle circle.

The other hooligans had been beaten away, only Dawson was left, and they were beaten to the point of being bruised and swollen.

Zhao Yan walked over, grabbed his ear with his hands, and dragged him out of the bar.

"It's good to have something to say, it's good to have something to say!"

Dawson was grabbed by his ears, his face twisted in pain, so he had to follow him behind him. Zhao Yan ignored him and dragged him upstairs directly.

When I came to my room, I let go of my hand.

Dawson took a breath of air, his heart and ears were almost torn off by this guy, but before he could even be glad, Zhao Yan had already kicked him over.

Then Dia, Vincent and others followed him, picked up the assault rifle, and smashed him with a butt.

"Stop fighting! Stop! General Olva won't let you go!"

At first, this guy was still very arrogant, but when he found that the threat was useless, his tone quickly softened.

"Mr. Zhao, stop hitting, I beg you not to hit!"

The black hooligan Dawson was finally scared of being beaten, and knelt on the ground and hugged his head and cried, "Please, spare me! If you hit me again, you will lose your life!"

"Then what is your identity?" Zhao Yan, wearing a high-end suit, then he sat down on the edge of the bed and asked.

"I am General Olva's first wife's younger brother..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Yan said to Vincent, "This guy is still not honest and I'll leave it to you."

Vincent took out a knife and said gritting his teeth, "Chicken, it seems that you really want to go back to your mother's belly! And don't worry about not going back, don't worry, I will cut you into pieces and stuff you back into your mother's belly piece by piece!"

Vincent probably got the true teachings of Old Adams and was very good at cursing people. With his fierce expression of holding a knife, he directly scared the black hooligan.

"Don't! Stop! Stop!"

Dawson was finally scared to the truth. It turned out that this boy was not General Olva's brother-in-law!

It was just that when he was scrambling in the capital of Nanladan, he accidentally got a chance to take a photo with General Olva.

Then he left King Kongsa and used this photo to cheat, cheat, eat and drink. Anyway, as long as a city cannot be cheated, he will change to another city!

"It's indeed a photo cheat." Zhao Yan snorted coldly, took out the photo from his clothes, and prepared to tear it off.

"Don't!" Dawson said in a crying voice, "That's the guy I'm eating. If you tear it off, I won't be able to live my life!"

Zhao Yan ignored it at all, tore the photo to pieces, then threw it into the toilet and flushed it directly into the sewer.

"You guys from Asia are really cruel. I've seen it!" Dawson's face was pale. Zhao Yan tore off his photo. He would not think of using this to cheat money in the future.

Zhao Yan waved his hand and said, "Take him out."

The tall Roddy grabbed his collar and threw the African hooligan out of the room.

Dawson got up with a bruised nose and swollen face. As soon as he walked a few steps out, he saw Boss Haraway guarding downstairs with a few people.

He had no choice but to go back to Zhao Yan's door and said with a sad face, "It's over! After you make a fuss, Boss Haraway began to suspect me. I owe him a lot of money for alcohol and marijuana, and he will kill me!"
Chapter completed!