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Gabriella complained to Mike that it shouldn't be such a luxury to book the entire hotel.

Obviously, she didn't understand the conversation between Mike and Logan Sr.

Mike didn’t explain. He said, “Maybe the $[-] will come back on its own.”

Gabriella smiled and said: "If you don't have money, how can you come back by yourself?"

Mike said: "Not necessarily, I don't know about other people's money, but sometimes my money will come back on its own."

Gabriella smiled, thinking Mike was joking.But the money doesn't belong to her. It's just that after getting to know each other for a day, she became familiar with her, and as a woman, her industrious and frugal housekeeping instinct came into play, so she just said a few words.

"Really, I swear, I saw they had two black travel bags with money in them - green dollar bills."

Innkeeper leaving motel to spend time in tavern.

Next to him is his brother-in-law.

Although he often wanted to strangle the fat woman at home, or wanted to strangle himself when the fat woman was riding on his face, he had to admit that as the second-in-command of the Black Sun Gang, his brother-in-law helped him drive away many people who tried to get their hands on the car. Hotel asshole.

He caught a glimpse of Mike taking money from his travel bag.

Is there money in the bag?

Did not see.

The probability is high.

But when old Logan passed by him carrying a travel bag containing gold bars, he heard the sound of the gold bars colliding.

Yes, it was gold bars colliding, not iron bars. He had only heard that sound once.

But it will never be forgotten.

Therefore, three black travel bags became two in his mouth.

As he expected, when he heard the two big bags of money, his brother-in-law's eyes turned green, like a wolf who had been hungry for three days and three nights and saw a fat lamb.

"It's done." The middle-aged boss thought to himself.

The plan is proceeding step by step according to what I have in mind.

He gulped down the whiskey in the glass, then pretended to be drunk, hummed a spicy tune, and staggered out of the tavern.

The middle-aged boss's brother-in-law, Brand watched his brother-in-law walk out of the door and cursed: "Trash!" He thought about it in his mind.

According to what the brother-in-law said, the other party had an old man, a weird guy in a hooded coat, a pair of tough-looking twins, a pretty boy, a Mexican woman, and a child.

They have pistols!

But this country is America, and who doesn’t have a gun yet?

Free America, gunfights every day...this is no joke.

Brand took out his cell phone and called a trusted brother.

If this deal goes through, he feels that he should be the second in command of the Black Sun Gang, not the second in command.

Who disagrees?

Ha ha.

The hotel owner walked to the corner like a drunkard, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he was not drunk at all.He took a detour, returned to the hotel, and lay down in the green belt.

He remembered which room the strong man had placed his black travel bag.When his brother-in-law brings people to the hotel and there is a conflict, he will rush into the house and take away the gold bars as quickly as possible, leaving two travel bags, just like what he told his brother-in-law before.

First of all, he felt that the group of people in the hotel were definitely no match for his brother-in-law.

Secondly, why did this group of people book a hotel for no apparent reason?

It must be something shameful.

So even if the money is robbed, the police will not be called.

Besides, every wrongdoer has his own debtor, and if he wants to protect him, he must also protect his brother-in-law.

It would be better to die together with my brother-in-law.As soon as his brother-in-law dies, he will immediately go home and let the damn fat woman know why the flowers are so red!

As he thought about it, his smile gradually changed.

The fact is that the hotel owner lay down in the green belt for nearly 10 minutes, and his brother-in-law did not disappoint him.

Two cars, a dozen people got out, each with a submachine gun.

The leader was none other than Brand, the hotel owner's brother-in-law. He had dreadlocks, gold teeth, and a necklace like a dog chain. He didn't know where his aesthetic sense was wrong.

The hotel owner couldn't help grinning silently.He got up, walked towards the room where the black travel bag was kept, and took out the spare key, feeling extremely excited.

the other side.

Brand held the submachine gun upside down and walked into the main entrance of the hotel with steps that he didn't recognize.

Take a look at the four people sitting around the sofa in the lobby: twin burly men, a pretty boy and a weirdo with pale skin.

Pretty much what my brother-in-law said.

"Bitches, raise your hands, Uncle Brand has something to say!" Brand raised his submachine gun and pointed it at the four people.Normally, he would try to scare him first, but this was his brother-in-law's hotel, so forget it.

"I'm just saying, money doesn't have legs, people have legs and they will send the money back on their own."

Brand didn't see the expected panic. He saw the pretty boy grinning happily and said, "Never underestimate human greed and the stupidity of being blinded by greed."

It was Mike who spoke.

Charles, who was in his 90s, went to rest shortly after dinner, and so did Gabriella.Since her escape, she has not had a good night's sleep and is often awakened by nightmares at night.

Laura was in good spirits, but Gabriella dragged her away.

Caliban is afraid of light and stays out at night. For him, a day of life has just begun.

Brand didn't see the expected panic and was stunned for a moment, not fully understanding the current situation.

Seeing that Mike was still laughing, he pointed the gun at Mike and said viciously: "Asshole, do you think I don't dare to shoot?! Fuck, damn it, how dare you look down on me!"

He kept harsh words in his mouth, but in the end he didn't fire. Instead, he took two steps forward and wanted to hit him with the butt of his gun.

Before Brand could take action, the submachine gun in his hand suddenly broke out of his hand and floated in the air.

Brand was dumbfounded.

Fake, you took too much medicine, are you hallucinating?

He subconsciously looked back and realized that the men behind him were experiencing the same situation as him.

Mike stood up and pointed his finger at Brand.

Following his movements, the floating gun turned its muzzle and pointed it at its original owner.

click!

There was a soft sound.

Gun safety on.

Yes, Brand and the others did not turn on the insurance, which is one of the reasons why they are still alive and well.

Brand raised his hands. "Hey, brother, don't be impulsive. I said, I said it was a misunderstanding. Do you believe it?"

Mike smiled and said: "Letter."

boom!

A bullet was fired from the gun and hit the ground, only two centimeters from Brand's feet.

Brand suddenly sweated on his forehead.

Mike smiled and said, "I said, do you believe this is a joke?"

Sweat dripped down, and Brand asked cautiously: "Should I believe it, or shouldn't I believe it?"

Mike grinned. Not only was this man a coward, he was also a little smart and had a bright future.

"Get rich, get rich."

Inside the room, the hotel owner saw three black travel bags piled haphazardly on the floor.

He couldn't wait to unzip it.

Sure enough, two contained banknotes and one contained yellow gold.

Swallowing his saliva, the hotel owner reluctantly looked away and picked up the bag containing the gold.

However, he ignored the fact that gold was heavier than imagined.

It’s hard to carry and run.

He regretted that he should have told his brother-in-law that there was a bag for gold instead of two bags for banknotes.

"No, the banknotes have serial numbers, so they might be tracked." The hotel owner thought of the "knowledge" seen in the TV series and comforted himself. His choice was wise.

When the gunshots were heard, the hotel owner had just walked out of the room and was relocking the door to restore it to its original state.

He was startled.

"Damn it, why did you shoot?!" the hotel owner cursed in his mind.

He knew that the Black Sun Gang was a street gang, engaging in low-level activities such as stealing and retailing banned drugs. It was not the kind of criminal group that would kill people at the slightest disagreement.

In the hands of the Black Sun Gang, apart from emboldening oneself and scaring others, the gun has the least effect of beating others.

If someone is killed, things get complicated.

However, now that things have happened, there is no turning back.

With trembling hands, he locked the door.

He bent down to pick up his travel bag.

"Is it heavy?"

"Yeah...ah!!!" The hotel owner waited half a second to react. He looked up and saw Mike pointing a gun at him, and screamed.

After screaming, the hotel owner silently unlocked the door, silently opened the door, silently put the travel bag back to its original position, and then smiled flatteringly at Mike and said: "Brother, you are so serious, why do you just put such valuable things away. I The main thing is to help you test it. After the test, the safety is very guaranteed. Brother, can I leave?"

Mike: "What do you think?"

The hotel owner lowered his head: "Can't..."

At gunpoint, the hotel owner came to the front desk of the hotel and saw his brother-in-law and his group kneeling in a row, holding their heads in their hands.

There were six people sitting on the sofa, except for the old man in a wheelchair.

Gabriella was a little frightened, sleeping very lightly, and woke up when she heard Brand's loud voice.She pulled Laura carefully to the living room and saw Mike subduing a group of gangsters and then making them obedient like primary school students.

Although she was fine, Gabriella couldn't sleep anymore, so she just sat on the sofa and drank some tea.Laura sat in her arms, wearing Spongebob's light yellow pajamas, throwing peanuts on Brand's head, having a great time.

The hotel owner was very self-conscious and knelt down next to his brother-in-law, holding his head in his hands.

Mike pointed at the hotel owner and asked Brand: "Who is he to you?"

"Brother-in-law?"

"Oh, you know what your brother-in-law was doing while you were in the hall?" Mike said.

He knew that Brand and the hotel owner were related, but they were not the same party.Otherwise, the hotel owner knew which room the money was in, so why would Brand come to the lobby to show off his power?

Brand's eyes were confused and his IQ dropped off the line in time.

Mike said: "He was stealing money from the guest room."

Brand reacted and yelled, "Asshole." Then the two hugged each other, pulling their hair, ears, and eyes.

After a while, the hotel owner turned into a panda with eyes and two strands of nosebleeds flowed out.Brand's injury was obviously relatively minor.

"Okay, okay, you are also a family after all, why bother." Mike said with a gentle smile.

"Brother." Brand said with a flattering smile: "As you can see, we were deceived by this bastard, so we did such a bastard thing. We know we were wrong, please let us go, and we will never dare to do it again. "

"Don't dare."

"I don't dare anymore." The group of people, including Brand, shook their heads.

"Originally I could have let you go, but he..." Mike pointed at the hotel owner and said, "He just went to steal money. Although he put the money bag back, I found that there was $[-] missing."

The hotel owner was confused.

He dared to swear on the sex of his lower body that he had opened the travel bag containing money, but he definitely did not take any money.

The problem is that since his wife's weight increased from 100 kilograms to 100 kilograms, his lower body has no sexual happiness at all.

Therefore, his oath is destined to contain no essence.Brand and his men glared at him fiercely: "How dare you get involved in your brother's money? Are you crazy? Hand it over quickly."

The hotel owner looked at his brother-in-law who looked like a loyal dog and suddenly understood.The question is not whether he got $[-], but whether he got $[-].

"The money is in the safe, I'll get it."

The hotel owner shed two lines of tears, feeling aggrieved like a 40-year-old child.

The safe is under the counter, and a piece of floorboard lifts up to reveal a coded door.The hotel owner entered his password and took out two wads of dollar bills.One of them was used by Mike to pay for the hotel.

Mike smiled and said to Gabriella: "Look, not only does my money grow on its own, it is also a mother, and money begets money."

Gabriella laughed happily, finally understanding what Mike had said before.

What grows long is not money, but people's greed.

Little Logan complained: "It's so familiar. It's not the first time I've done this."

Mike said seriously: "There are some people who are not greedy in this world, but there are still a lot of greedy people. So... this is my wealth password."

Little Logan said: "What's the code for wealth? It's clearly digging a hole."

Mike admitted generously: "Yes, it's just digging a pit, but this pit is not hidden at all. It's just that some people are blinded by greed and can't see it. Or someone sees it, but can't help but be tempted by the bait in the pit and jump in by themselves." .”

Mike said to the hotel owner: "If you are not greedy, you will at least earn nine thousand dollars more than usual. If the plan succeeds, you will get a bag of gold, but you failed. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you fail, you will be punished. There are Feel free to raise your opinion. If you accept it, I lose. Do you have any opinion?"

"No." The hotel owner replied cowardly.

"Go away." Mike waved his hand as if to shoo away flies.

Brand and the others also want to follow.

Mike smiled and didn't stop him.

Until they ran to the door, an invisible hand pushed them back.A group of people jumped on their backs.

Laura's eyes lit up and she ran to the door, but did not encounter any obstacles.She scratched her head, a puzzled expression on her palm-sized smile.

At this time, one of Brand's men suddenly got up and wanted to take Laura hostage.

"ah!"

Laura roared, and the Adamant metal claw popped out of her hand.

puff!puff!

One stab at the subordinate's thigh and another at the stomach.

All of a sudden, four bloody holes!

Just as cruel as Mindy's violent lolita.

The henchman lay writhing on the ground, wailing.

A group of people immediately behaved extremely well.

Mike sighed: "You are so cowardly, you are a fool, why not find a job in a factory? By the way, if you were braver, you would probably be a corpse already. Forget it, keep all the valuable things on you."

A group of people dug into their pockets and took off their shoes... took off their shoes?

Looking at the pile of necklaces, rings and other sundries and small bills on the ground, Mike could only sigh: "Poor!"

Mike waved.

"Wait." When Brand reached the door, Mike called him.

Brand cried in despair and punched himself in the face.

Mike: "..."

What is this for?

Brand spat out a mouthful of blood and pulled out a...gold tooth.

Well... Mike didn't even spare the gold tooth, but since he pulled it out, let's keep it, so as not to waste Brand's hard work.

nice guy...

Mike said: "You shouldn't call the police, right?"

Brand shook his head vigorously.

Mike: "Better not, otherwise we'll meet again...take the injured one away and get out."

Lifting his hands, Brand started the car and stepped on the accelerator. The wind moistened his eyes with tears of regret - why the hell is labor so unlucky! ! !