Chapter 3479: Oh, humiliate him

"Oh." Ye Haoran stood up and packed up something. "So you are here to invite me to dinner."
"Yes." Susan patted her chest. "Look, how, great."
"Not too powerful, at most between C and D, and the size of Felice." Ye Haoran said.
"Well, ... bastard, who let you see my chest size, I mean to see my work permit." Susan was angry, and slammed Ye Haoran's shoulder.
Ye Haoran sneered.
Susan took her work permit and said, "Look, there are more than half a star."
"It will rise to the next level, what is proud." Ye Haoran grinned.
"Although the position is only a level one, it is far from being so simple. I used to be a general security group. Now I am upgrading to become the deputy office of the violent crime department. It seems to be only a level one, but the violent crime department can be much more powerful. Look, know what gun I am wearing now, the latest Smith-Wesson M9102 is much stronger than the Glock I used to wear." Susan patted her own gun.
Ye Haoran looked at the proud Susan and laughed. The original FBI federal agent could also be so cute.
Susan hooked her finger at Ye Haoran, "Go, take you to dinner."
Ye Haoran feels that he has a feeling of being fostered, but this feeling is not bad, especially when he is with a very straightforward woman like Susan.
Two people went to Susan's motorcycle, Susan took the helmet and said: "How do you feel when you are in a police car?"
"You are the deputy of the violent crime group, why is this rotten motorcycle." Ye Haoran said, "It is better to sit in my car."
"What do you know, this is the style of Los Angeles. Do you know how rare this motorcycle is?" Susan said, launching the motorcycle and rushing out of the school.
A pair of eyes have been staring at Susan and Ye Haoran.
When Susan and Ye Haoran left, a black man showed his figure in the corner. He looked at the direction of Susan’s departure, took out his mobile phone, and got a call.
Hey, head, Susan and the Chinese. The kid went out with a motorcycle."
"They are sitting on a motorcycle." The voice inside said darkly.
"Yes, head, Agent Susan took the Chinese boy." The black man said.
"Okay, the black monkeys, continue to follow them, remember, don't be discovered by Susan, see where they went, I will be there soon." The voice inside hangs with anger and jealousy. phone.
The black monkey put down the phone and got a black Land Rover. The Land Rover followed a motorcycle in front and drove quickly.
"Where are we going?" Ye Haoran asked Susan's waist and asked.
"Chinatown, dear leaves." Susan loudly.
"Ah." Ye Haoran laughed. "You invited me to dinner, but I went to Chinatown."
"I always want to go to Chinatown to eat delicious food, but I don't have Chinese friends. I don't know what to eat. I have you, of course, I will take you there to eat. Ye, you have to take me to eat the most authentic Chinese. Susan." Susan smiled smugly.
Ye Haoran did not answer, he frowned and stared at the front rearview mirror. In the rearview mirror, a black Land Rover followed, although the tracker’s method was very good, but the car never changed. However, this means that it is not the police who are tracking themselves, but ordinary people.
If it is the police track, it will be a group, a few cars, rotating and tracking, for fear of being discovered by the people in front.
Ye Haoran looked at the car and didn't talk. He recently felt that someone was investigating himself behind the scenes. Moreover, Ye Haoran believed in his feelings. Now, seeing this car, Ye Haoran is relaxed.
Ye Haoran never worried about his opponent. He just worried about the opponents hidden in the dark, because only the arrows that were hidden in the dark and did not come out were the most dangerous.
Not long before, it is Chinatown, the typical Chinese ancient style, with red lanterns hanging everywhere, the sound of singing can be heard everywhere. The Chinatown here is famous for the whole M country, and it is also the preserved original Chinatown, where it lives. Chinese people can live without speaking English.
The motorcycle stopped.
Ye Haoran took down the model and license plate number, and then he did not leave. He and Susan walked toward Chinatown.
All kinds of special snacks inside, in Ye Haoran's view are very common snacks, such as Sichuan flavor hot pot, Su-style cakes, Tianjin twist, Shaanxi cool skin, etc., but in Susan's view, it is much more interesting.
Ye Haoran and Susan entered a hot pot restaurant. The owner of the hot pot restaurant was very enthusiastic and served Ye Haoran and Susan in Mandarin.
When two people ordered a shabu-shabu, they ate and drank, and they were very happy. Susan saw the orthodox eating of this hot pot and was surprised to scream and scream.
In the darkness, the black monkey took out the mobile phone and dialed the phone of the person again. "He head, they are in Chinatown, a hot pot restaurant here."
"Okay, I will be there soon."
Not long after, a motorcycle stopped in the distance of Chinatown. A very strong black man stopped and walked toward the black monkey to see his face. It was Justin, the violent crime group of the FBI Federal Bureau of Investigation. Director, the next strong politician of the police superintendent.
Justin picked up the telescope, looked at the hot pot restaurant, saw Susan's happy face, and looked like a dancing girl, Justin's biting his teeth, because he had never seen such a lovely and lovely Susan.
Damn Chinese kid.
Justin punched the stone pillar next to it, and there was a faint punch on the stone pillar.
The black monkey on the side saw the fist and was shocked. He only knew that his head was very powerful. Not only was the champion of the police school fighting, but also the king of the underground boxing, but he still did not expect that Jia Sting’s fist was so hard.
"Black monkey." Justin whispered, "Let's find a few people and give me a shame to swear by the Chinese boy."
"Okay, head, give it to me." The black monkey smiled and promised to come down.
"Remember, don't let Susan know that we are instructing, you understand, you don't need to kill the kid, just in front of Susan, humiliating him and letting him fall into the face." Justin swears Said.
"Okay, head."
Said, the black monkey took out the phone and dialed a number.
"Hey, black three, find a few reliable people, do something, have good hands and feet, work neatly... well, well, Chinatown sees here..."
Soon, the black monkey will be finished.
Justin looked coldly at Susan and Ye Haoran in the hot pot restaurant. He bit his teeth. "Kid, today is just an appetizer. I will let you know slowly. I can’t touch the woman I see. ""
The black monkey couldn't help but he found that Justin's gas field was so powerful and powerful that he felt strange, perhaps, his captain had a more powerful background.
"Right, how is this kid's bottom check?" Justin asked.
"Head, I am going to report this matter to you. The passport and visa of this kid are no problem. Everything is normal, but it is very strange here. I want to go deeper to check, but I can’t find anything. It’s impossible to find out his bottom.
The black monkey is helpless.
Justin waved his hand. "I can't find it. Hey, in Los Angeles, even if his former identity is a tiger, he has to squat like a dog here, waving his tail, oh, Cheng, I. Leave first, don't let your friends and friends know my identity."
"Okay, head, don't worry." The black monkey nodded.
Justin rides on a motorcycle and leaves.
The black monkey waited, not long after, came a few blacks, five men and one woman, five men are very strong, and with earrings, tied with a nose ring, a look is a hybrid.
"You come over, after you enter the hot pot restaurant, you are like this..."
The black monkey confessed and waved.
Several people went in.
The black monkey sneered in the corner, waiting for the good play to begin.
In the hot pot restaurant, Susan said that her spit was flying. After eating the hot pot, she was more interested in the Chinese diet and the Chinese culture. She asked Ye Haoran all the time.
Two people drank a small wine and spoke, the atmosphere was very harmonious.
At this time, a black waiter carried a pot bottom and walked toward Ye Haoran.
This is a very normal picture. Although it is Chinatown, there are also black people working here. After all, Chinese people will not have racial discrimination. Many black people like to work for Chinese bosses.
The black man took a hot soup bowl and walked to Ye Haoran. He sneered a little and pretended to be careless. Suddenly he leaned toward Ye Haoran, and then the whole pot went to Ye Haoran’s head. .
"Be careful." Susan sat opposite Ye Haoran, first discovered the problem and shouted.
Ye Haoran did not panic at all. He took chopsticks and quickly cast it up.
The bottom of the hot pot that had turned down, suddenly jumped up, and then the hot pot bottom material in the whole copper pot was poured on the black man's face.
"what."
The black man yelled, and the whole person was like a dog who had been stepped on his tail, yelling in pain, screaming, because the bottom of the pot was not only because it was hot, but because it was the bottom of the Sichuan pot, it was spicy, inside. Put it, but the pepper from the Sichuan side is super spicy.
The black man struggled and knocked down a table.
The store owner hurried over and said: "Oh, this customer, how do you run around the bottom of the pot, oh, call the ambulance, and go to the hospital."
Susan looked at Ye Haoran with horror. She just saw the bottom of the pot turning down towards Ye Haoran's head. How suddenly, the bottom of the pot turned in a direction and poured down on the head of the black man.
This Ye Haoran reaction speed is too fast.
Ye Haoran seems to be nothing. He looks at the black man and then looks at Susan. "Let's continue, you M people are not used to eating hot pot, you see, it's hot."
"No." Susan suddenly frowned. "The owner of the hot pot restaurant doesn't know the black man. This shows that this black man is not a waiter here. He just wore a soup base and wore a waiter in a waiter, posing as a waiter. He is coming to you."