"Damn it, this bastard has angered me. What is the danger or not? I'm going to take it off!"

After Wang Xiaobo asked clearly about the road, a hundred-dollar bill appeared in his hand and swung it on the boss's table. The hundred-dollar bill was nailed to the table. Then he turned around gorgeously and went downstairs without looking back.

Go.

"This... I'm holding a pistol, why are you still so afraid of him?"

The owner of the restaurant saw the pistol in his hand and then realized that he turned his eyes to the hundred-dollar bill on the table. He found that the hundred-dollar bill was actually nailed to the table, which surprised him again.

"God of Gambling?"

Seeing this scene, the owner of the restaurant said this for a long time!

"The suburbs of the city, the suburbs of the city!"

Wang Xiaobo, who was sitting in the car, muttered this sentence in his heart. At this moment, it was time for him to explode, so even during the day, Wang Xiaobo was ready to take action and teach him a lesson.

After an hour's trip, the car arrived at the outskirts of Washington.

Now there is an ancient block in front of Wang Xiaobo, and you can see signs of eagles holding bows and arrows in this block at any time. Wang Xiaobo has not seen any Asians or blacks here! They are all in tattered and dirty places.

The white man in the car, the old man covered in mud. This is clearly a slum.

"Damn it, I'm so poor that I'm still ranked? Why?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaobo became even more angry!

With his anger, Wang Xiaobo walked towards the slums.

And the people around him kept looking at Wang Xiaobo as he passed by, with hostility in his eyes, and even more so, they followed Wang Xiaobo along the way, as if they wanted to slap him!
Chapter completed!