The words are simple and the meaning is shocking.

Mainly other information, such as who is around Bugs and how many bodyguards he has.

None of this matters.

Zhang Guobin smiled and said: "I understand, I have a lot of blood debt on my hands."

"Ah Hao, get ready, let's go smoke cigars and drink red wine too!" He waved his hand and turned to leave.

Li Chenghao glanced at the nigger coldly.

Jason sat on the ground, his psychological fear completely outweighed the physical pain. He could find out what Bugs was doing with just one phone call.

What kind of big shot did he accidentally bump into just now? As for whether to provoke the other party, it is no longer something Jason considers, because he is not qualified to provoke the other party at all. What the other party does is purely based on his mood, just like bypassing his life now

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Bugs is a middle-aged man wearing a suit, with a big belly, gray hair on his temples, and a round nose.

At this moment, he was in the VIP box of the cigar bar, crossing his legs, using a cigar cutter to gently cut off the end of the tobacco.

After it burned until red, he stood up and handed the cigar to a black man in front of him respectfully: "Mr. Pastor."

The black boss named Pastor took the cigar, sat down in his seat and took a deep breath with a look of satisfaction on his face.

The owner of a scrap recycling company that monopolizes the state of Hawaii did not behave like a domineering boss who was shouting and drinking at the cigar bar party.

Instead, he was cautious and courteous, and kept himself humble to the real estate developers, trucking bosses, and bankers in front of him.

As expected, no one who can make a comeback after failure is a fool. Those who fail in the underworld and do business in the white industry are the elites among the elites.

"Buggs, the loan you applied for last time has been approved and will be received within half a month." A white banker said loudly.

Bugs looked happy, quickly raised the red wine glass, and said with a flattering smile: "Thank you, Mr. York, I will transfer that share into the overseas account."

York nodded calmly: "The account from last time will be fine."

Scrap recycling is also a rising industry in North America. If the company's procedures are compliant and the documents are sound, it is easy to apply for a large bank loan.

York's status in the bank cannot guarantee that every loan application will be approved, but he is qualified to block large loans midway. He occupies a niche that must be managed. He is a small boss who likes this kind of rising industry.

When Bugs fled to North America, there were tens of millions of dollars in illegal money in overseas bank accounts. After laundering, there was not much money left.

I couldn't do big business such as real estate, shipping, automobiles, etc., and I was unwilling to do a small business to retire. After focusing on the waste recycling business, I solved several difficult problems with my subordinates, and started to contact several bosses to coordinate with each other.

Resources, business grows bigger and bigger.

Several bosses have also gained a lot of benefits from Bagus's waste factory. Real estate developers can undertake factory expansion projects, and freight companies can undertake delivery orders... Unconsciously, Bagus has also accumulated a lot of money in North America.

Popular, but he has the lowest status among the big bosses.

Because if the Bagus business wants to continue to expand and develop, it cannot do without the help of several bosses.

Because the initial capital chain is not enough, he faces the risk of breaking the chain and going bankrupt at any time. And if several bosses leave his business, there are still many ways to make money.

This made Bugs unable to hold his head high in front of a few people, but the group of tough men under Bugs also made him different from other bosses.

Big bosses need a helper who can solve troubles and help with the situation at critical moments.

This time, before Bugs had finished smoking a thin cigar, a series of gunshots suddenly rang out at the door of the cigar bar: "Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Da da da, da da da."

He sat on the sofa and stood up suddenly. His reaction was faster than the others present, and his expression was calmer than most: "Who did you offend?"

But when the sound of a submachine gun rang out, Bugs couldn't sit still and immediately ran to the back door of the cigar bar.

The other bosses had just come to their senses and looked a little flustered.

"FUCK!"

"Who did it? It couldn't be me, it couldn't be you, Pastor!" York shouted.

The only people who came back to look for him were the board of directors and the FBI, and there couldn't be any killers.

Pastor shouted: "Shet!"

"Shut up, you!"

Li Chenghao opened the electronic lock of the back door outside, opened the door in a big way, looked at Bugs in front of him and smiled: "Hello, Mr. Bugs."

"How did you know this place!" Bugs looked shocked.

First, I was shocked by Li Chenghao's big breasts, secondly, I was shocked by his skin color, and thirdly, I was shocked by his appearance.

Li Chenghao shrugged his shoulders and said loudly: "Because I like to smoke cigars."

"It's a pity that your men don't seem to welcome me. I hope God and heaven welcome them. Now, they have gone up." He lowered his head and looked at his watch.

Outside, the gunfire went off.

Bugs stepped back into the corridor step by step and turned around to see a well-mannered young Chinese man in a black suit and tie who was already sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and his cuffs rolled up, ready to enjoy a cigar.

Pastor and York all stood aside with their hands tied.

Each person stared at a submachine gun from behind.

They looked at Bugs angrily.

Bugs looked innocent and at a loss.

After Zhang Guobin took the cigar, he took out a business card from the inner pocket of his suit, waved his hand and flew towards Bugs, saying: "Newly printed business card."

"The first one is for you."

Bugs held the business card in his hand, picked it up, looked at it, and stared: "Zhang Guobin, chairman of Dagong Resource Recycling Company?"
Chapter completed!