Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant Chapter 171

  Chapter 171 Saved a Tyrant

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  The plan is only a preliminary idea, because it is not enough to have money alone, and you must have some meaningful relationships. Otherwise, no matter how good your performance is, no one will see it. Isn't that useless? So An Feng's plan is to lay the foundation first, set up a charitable foundation or something, and build up some character.

   The rest has to be taken slowly. Joanna is still very young, and there is no rush. She is only in her early twenties, and she is still a woman. Except for the royal family or hereditary titles, there is no such young one. Maybe it's a good idea to play it safe... After chatting for a while, the two dressed up and prepared to go out.

  Because I need to drink afternoon tea. Drinking tea seems to have nothing to do with costumes... In fact, it depends on where. Leeds afternoon tea is world-renowned, so it requires men's suits and ties, no jeans, and women's skirts, that is, semi-formal or formal dresses.

Speaking of British afternoon tea, I am afraid that it is one of the few British meals that An Feng thinks is desirable, especially the afternoon tea in Leeds is the most rare. Although it is not expensive, it is famous. There are three stalls a day. I want to book the afternoon tea The most secure seat is three months in advance!

   Obviously, An Feng didn't need three months, but he got a seat four weeks in advance.

  He drove an Aston Martin in a suit and traveled smartly. After arriving, he got out of the car, threw the car keys to the parking boy in a graceful manner, and then opened the door for Joanna. Wearing a black dress and jewelry, Joanna got out of the car, draped his arm, and walked gracefully into the main entrance with him.

  Other guests are also grand, if they dress casually, they will feel embarrassed. The layout of the restaurant is also very exquisite. Looking around, every detail of the walls and dome is full of luxury and retro. At the same time, the exquisite porcelain and shiny silverware on the table are also very respectable.

  An Feng felt that drinking afternoon tea in this kind of place was mostly to enjoy the environment.

  Joanna said: "Traditional English afternoon tea, the etiquette is so cumbersome that after people try it once, they completely lose the mood of enjoying tea."

  An Feng smiled: "So it's just for people to pass the time."

  There are not so many traditional etiquette here, except for the dress code, others are casual. On the way, the artist played a few impromptu piano songs, enjoyed black tea and snacks in an elegant atmosphere, and the leisurely afternoon was quickly wiped out, and the guests returned home with a full meal.

  It was already dark when we left, and we drove around the city to enjoy the hustle and bustle of London. The road in the city center is not spacious. Strictly speaking, it is not a cement road, but a stone paved road with a certain history. Walking on it gives people a strong sense of historical vicissitudes.

  Double-decker sightseeing buses can be seen everywhere on the road, which is probably one of the British characteristics, and there are absolutely indispensable red and black telephone booths. In addition, the streets of London have become more exotic in recent years - such as a Bugatti sports car with an Arabic letter plate on the front.

Not only it, but the Lamborghini passing around also have Arabic license plates, which are different from the British or EU license plates. These outstanding sports cars do not belong to the local area. They are obviously transported by air from the Middle East. The bustling London has become a showcase for them. ego platform.

  An Feng said: "It feels like rich Arabs have taken over London?"

Joanna nodded: "There are indeed a lot of Arabs, and these people who drive luxury cars are either super rich or members of the royal family. Some of them are studying in the UK, such as the royal family of Qatar. Their members are designated to study in British military academies. The summer is sweltering Then they come to London for the summer."

  An Feng said: "It's really pleasant."

"The royal families of several countries in the Middle East are closely related to the British royal family. Tourist visas are easy to obtain. Moreover, the business here is developed and there are many luxury goods. It is different from the Arabian region, which is a large desert. Therefore, these rich people choose London as the best place to travel. The stay is ten days."

  An Feng was stunned: "No wonder there are so many sports cars of Middle Eastern royal family members in London."

After turning around a few times, cross the Tower Bridge and return to the underground parking lot of the apartment building. Since the building has just been built, the occupancy rate is not high, so the parking lot is a bit empty. The woman screamed, followed by the sound of kicking and beating.

   "What's going on?" Joanna in the car looked at him.

   "I'll go and see, you lock the car door!" An Feng said to her, and closed the car door.

He followed the direction where the sound came from. Although he didn't want to cause trouble by nature, it's obviously not good to hear a lady calling for help without being a gentleman... After An Feng walked six or seven meters, he saw a few people beside a yellow Lamborghini A man was being assaulted by a group, next to a woman calling for help.

   "Hey!" An Feng reminded them that someone was watching.

  The men who beat up the man on the ground looked back at him. They all wore the uniform of a certain maintenance company, and one of them warned: "Don't meddle in your own business!"

  An Feng shrugged and pointed to the camera above his head: "Look."

a bunch of idiots! The security monitoring of the high-end community is obviously very good. Within a few minutes, security guards will arrive. Although these people are pretending to be air-conditioning repairmen and driving MPVs, but... one of them smiled, walked over without any care, and put his knuckles There was a crackling sound.

   "You trust these cameras too much." He said sarcastically.

  An Feng said: "I was just passing by."

   "You should turn around and leave immediately, we won't trouble you!" He said as he walked.

  An Feng joked: "Can I regret it now?"

  The other party snorted, put on a bumpy iron glove on his right hand, and rushed up.

  He punched An Feng directly in the stomach.

  He jumped back, and when the opponent didn't expect this seemingly harmless guy to have such a reaction speed, An Feng's fist had already hit his face, flying three or four meters away together with the fallen teeth. An Feng stepped forward quickly, and when he was about to get up, he stepped on his chest.

Apparently that guy is also a skilled player. If he couldn't dodge it, he put his arms across his chest to block it, but this was his second miscalculation—An Feng stepped on his two little arms, and he couldn't support the force. A soft **** hit his chest, together with the leather shoes, his whole body was boiling with blood.

  An Feng kicked him in the ribs again, cursing: "I want to leave too, but you are guarding the elevator door, how do you want me to **** the lady upstairs?"

  The guy who fell to the ground was about to vomit blood when he heard the truth! He cried, Bai Mi finally has a care, they happened to be waiting for the target near the elevator, and then taught him a lesson, unexpectedly, a hard stubble would go to the elevator from here...the result became the current situation.

  Seeing that the situation was not good, his other three accomplices took up weapons such as iron bars, wrenches, and sharp knives, and surrounded them.

  An Feng unbuttoned his suit, put on a fighting posture, and hooked his hands: "Come on!"

The three people surrounded them in the shape of a pin, without saying a word, they raised their hands and hit them. An Feng reacted faster, raised his feet and stepped on the calf of the guy directly opposite him. He turned around and swept his legs, kicking away a guy with a knife on his left, hit a black Land Rover next to him, bounced back to the ground, and the harsh siren rang through the parking lot.

It took only three seconds to knock down two guys, and the third guy just hit his back with the swinging stick, An Feng turned around, swiped his right hand in the direction of his swinging stick, dodged and clamped his arm with his arm. Then he kicked his crotch with his wrist, and the whole person said "ah", bent his knuckles, followed An Feng and kicked him on the chin, this guy turned somersault in the air, forming a big Type fell to the ground.

The whole journey took only ten seconds, and the three strong men besieging him fell to the ground. Afterwards, An Feng stopped work and clapped his hands. The sound of running high heels came, followed by Joanna with an anxious face. She walked unsteadily: "Are you all right? Why did you come out?"

   "I'm worried about you." She looked at several people on the ground.

   "I'm fine." An Feng said, "It's you, it's easy to twist your feet while running in high heels."

  Joanna didn't speak, and checked An Feng, who was safe and sound, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "Why did you fight with them?"

  An Feng was depressed: "I want to say that I am innocent. They are guarding near the elevator. Even if they don't help, I will take you to the elevator, right?"

  At this time, the man who was beaten came up with the support of the fashionable woman. There was nothing wrong with his face, and the opponent's attack was very targeted, and he didn't slap his face. But look at his appearance...just slap him in the face! Although he is an Arab, this appearance is a bit enviable.

  The man said gratefully in English: "Thank you for your help, sir, may I ask your name?"

  An Feng said: "Bruce. Are you okay?"

  The other party stretched out his hand to him: "My name is Khaled, I'm fine, thank you for your help."

  An Feng shook his hand, looked at his standing posture, and didn't seem to have any serious problems, so he asked, "Why did they beat you?"

  Khalid smiled: "I don't know yet, but I will find out."

There was quite a commotion in the parking lot. The security guard who heard the noise rushed over. Seeing this scene, he immediately took out the rubber sticks and electric batons on his body. Khalid immediately shouted: "I am Assani! This area Investors! Hurry up and call the police to deal with these criminals!"

  After An Feng heard this sentence, he thought of the luxury apartments around him. The high-end projects with an average price of 800,000 yuan actually belong to this guy?

Sure enough, he lived up to the reputation of the local tyrant in the Middle East. An Feng felt that he could almost compare with himself... because he quickly calculated, based on two sets per floor, the 30th floor is about 60 sets, and the average set is 100. Ten thousand, that is 60 million pounds, plus other construction periods, about 200 million.

  Two hundred million pounds is not bad for a guy who dares to throw two billions to buy a cruise ship as a gift.

Khaled saw that there was no surprise on An Feng's face, and he was still calm. Looking at the woman next to him, his attention was completely on him, his concern was beyond words, and he admired him. A real kung fu master, the highest state of mind training.

  Khalid didn't know where he heard about the Chinese Kungfu, and he admired An Feng in his heart, so he tried his best to invite him to his mansion on the top floor as a guest.

  Seeing that his enthusiasm was unstoppable, An Feng reminded: "I still have to cooperate with the police to investigate some things."

  Khalid smiled: "It's okay, I will let my lawyer handle these things for us, and make sure you don't feel any trouble."

   An Feng glanced at Joanna, how could he refuse the rich invitation.

  (end of this chapter)

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