Mei Man Knives

Chapter 6 Losing Money
Holding a gun, Mark Jackson held his head high, with a high-spirited expression on his face.

Wait, this Asian is going to scare the shit out of me!
Hahaha……

Being pointed at by Mark Jackson's gun, Zhang Jun was very angry.

When he came to this world, no one dared to threaten him like this except Master Ziyang.

Master, he is a very capable old man, and I can't afford to mess with him.

How old are you!

"Snapped!"

The applause sounded!
Mark Jackson froze.

His face turned red quickly.

I was slapped in the face?

How dare he hit me?

Zhang Jun looked at each other with a smile. "Didn't you hear what I said? This bar is mine now. If you want to settle accounts with Cruise, look elsewhere. Don't hinder my business here!"

For a moment, Mark Jackson felt humiliated.

If I don't punch holes in the Asian man in front of me today, how can I, Mark Jackson, hang out on this street in the future.

Mark Jackson raised his gun, thinking about shooting.

But in the blink of an eye, Mark Jackson swore he had no idea what had just happened.

Why did the gun in his hand suddenly run into the opponent's hand?

Zhang Jun took the gun and looked around.

It turned out to be an Austrian Glock 17!
Great gun!
This gun was developed by the Glock company. Since the gun came out in 1983, it has immediately become a standard portable pistol for the armies of many countries.

The total length is 18.6 cm, the weight is about 880 grams, and 18 rounds of bullets can be fired in one load.

The initial velocity of these bullets can reach 357 m/s, and the gun has an effective range of 50 meters.

This gun has appeared in many game film and television works and is very famous.

The price of this pistol is not cheap on the market, but it is not known whether the other party bought it through a formal channel or from the black market.

Mark Jackson yelled out. "Why is my gun in your hand!"

"Snapped!"

Another slap.

Both sides of Mark Jackson's face were red and swollen.

Zhang Jun still said with a smile. "Did I let you talk?"

Mark Jackson suddenly remembered.

Chinese people seem to know martial arts, there are very powerful martial arts masters, just like Bruce Lee.

Could it be that the person in front of him is.

Mark Jackson stepped back quickly.

Even at this time, he still shouted stiffly.

"You dare to offend our Mara Triangle Gang. You will regret it, we will cut off your limbs and throw them into the Hudson River!"

The two boys who came with him also quickly pulled out the guns from their waists at this time.

The guy had just pulled out his gun, and he hadn't aimed it at anyone yet.

I just felt a pain in my hand, and then the gun was gone, and it was in the opponent's hand.

Zhang Jun held a pistol in his left hand and read the following.

Ruger P85 style pistol!
The gun is nearly 20 centimeters in length and weighs about 934 grams. It can fire 15 rounds of bullets in one load.The initial velocity of these bullets can reach 285 m/s, and the effective range is 50 meters.

It's a good gun too, it seems the Mara Delta is rich!
Zhang Jun squinted at the three black men, his eyes were rolling, and he didn't know what he was thinking!
Now there is no need for Zhang Jun to yell, the members of the Mara Triangle Gang know that they have kicked the iron board.

They screamed, turned and ran back.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Jun shouted anxiously.

boom!
damn it!
Lost again!
Zhang Jun looked at the broken glass door.

Angrily stomping his feet and cursing, he grabbed a bastard with a bloody head and slapped their cheeks.

"You bastards, are you blind?"

"Don't you have eyes!"

"Do you know that this glass door is very expensive. Can you afford it?"

Just spent $95 on this bar, and there is no income yet.You just let Lao Tzu spend the money first.

These bastards don't look a little bit brighter, and now they even smashed my glass door.

"Losing money! Lose money quickly! You can't compare! Is it easy for me to open a store? Do you know how high the cost is? Damn it, lose money quickly, or I won't beat you to death!"

Excited, Zhang Jun yelled out in Mandarin.

What Zhang Jun didn't know was that it was just outside the door.

Countless passers-by took out their cellphones to take pictures and videos when they saw Zhang Jun slapping the members of the Mara Triangle Gang wildly.

The first time it was uploaded to Facebook and Youtube.

"Now who dares to say that Chinese people are easy to bully?"

"Damn you, the gangster collects protection fees, but the Huaxia store wants to pay for it!"

"Sure enough, all Huaxia people know martial arts! See how even three gangsters can't beat a Huaxia person!"

……

These three guys are just small characters in the Mara Triangle Gang, and they don't have any money on them.

Zhang Jun beat them into pig heads and let them go!

As for their guns?

For the peace of New York, Zhang Jun was obliged to confiscate it.

What Zhang Jun didn't even think of was killing Zhang Jun.

Just because he slapped the faces of 3 gangsters, thousands of photos and videos were uploaded on the Internet in an instant.

In the information age, many incredible things have been born.

In just 2 hours, Zhang Jun's bar became an Internet celebrity in North America.

That night, many people came to the bar to take pictures.

Seeing many young people crowding into the bar with their mobile phones, Zhang Jun hadn't realized what happened before.

Just a flash.

He subconsciously blocked the flashing lights with his hands.

"What's wrong. Don't take pictures. My eyes are blurred!"

Zhang Jun was still confused.

shouted the men.

"You should be from Huaxia! Do you know martial arts?"

"Aren't you afraid that those gangsters will come back to take revenge on you?"

"Where did you learn martial arts? Can you teach me some tricks? I am a Chinese martial arts fan!"

Seeing so many guests pouring into the bar, Zhang Jun's eyes lit up.

Although I don't know what happened, and I don't care why these people flocked into the bar.

Money is not a bastard.

It is real to make money quickly!

he shouted loudly. "Today's big bar discount, all drinks are 7% off!"

Hearing Zhang Jun's shout, those tourists who poured in heard that the audience was 7% off.They raised their heads subconsciously and looked at the price list on the bar.

It looks very affordable, if it is 7% off...

Originally, I just wanted to take a photo, upload it to Facebook, and get popular on Youtube.

At this time, I was also moved.Anyway, where is not drinking, drinking here is not bad.

"Bring me a beer!"

"I also want!"

"I want a bottle of beer!"

……

As the number of people in the bar increased, even if they didn't know what happened here just now, seeing that there were many women in the bar, those passing by all rushed in.

For a time, the bar was crowded and lively.

There is no reason to become popular in the Internet age!

Zhang Jun just slapped the gangster a few times.But it suddenly made this bar gain great popularity!
When Zhang Jun was busy serving customers and making money.

On the other side of the street, a large group of people came over.

"Is it here?"

Looking at the lively crowd in the bar, Victor Mariga, the leader of the Mara Triangle Gang, looked angrily at Mark Jackson.

(End of this chapter)