Chapter 21: Missing a Good Opportunity

  After thinking about the warship, I started thinking about how to make money. In a place where people and land are unfamiliar, no good way can be thought of. As for returning home, this idea was just raised and then pressed down by Jin Hu. The rabbit does not eat the grass at the edge of its nest, although this nest is painted a bit large by Jin Hu. Squatting on the foreigner's turf but thinking about going back to make money, in Jin Hu's view, it is obviously an unimpressive performance.

  After thinking about it, I decided to find a place to stay first. It's not good for me to be alone in this old black neighborhood. Thinking about it, there aren't many familiar faces here in the US either. Who let Jinhu's family be bandits and poor farmers for generations? The only person I can think of is Hu Fei. I feel like I should give him a call tomorrow. As someone who has been smuggling people, he must have connections with some underworld figures. At least we can get our hands on several thousand tons of crystal ore and turn it into cash as quickly as possible. If we don't do something illegal, it's really hard to make any money.

  Jin Hu was tossing and turning in bed, but he didn't think that at this time others were also studying him, and several people weren't anything good.

  The boss of the arena where Jin Hu had been before was holding a wine cup and said to the four people next to him: "Laut! You are not the opponent of that person today, if it is a life-and-death struggle, Ipatto will probably be killed by him in less than three minutes."

  "Evans! That yellow-skinned kid is so formidable?" Jin Hu saw that Lautrenso was sitting on a sofa, with the woman next to him hugging his arm, and looked up at Evans to ask.

  "Joy! You go and feel his bottom, start with that familiar face who came with him!" Evan said to the woman.

  "Alright, boss!" Joey nodded after hearing that: "You suspect him of being an FBI agent?"

  Evan shook his head: "He's most likely from the military, combat skills can't be faked, only elite troops from various countries receive this kind of training. The FBI has people like that to deal with terrorists, no need for us to use them on murder suspects like you."

  Everyone who was sitting and leaning against him burst out laughing when they heard the murder suspect.

  "Didn't you notice how many punches he threw in total?" Evan looked at the people beside him and shook his head, "Thirteen punches in all, seven of which were just casual hits with no discernible pattern. Four of them hit the same spot. Have you seen where Ipatov was hit? The bruise is only about the size of a fist. Someone who can knock down Ipatov with four precise punches like that, how did they use up several minutes in the first round?"

  A burly man sitting at the table with a wine cup in his hand said: "Then let's get rid of him!"

  "Burnie! You're thinking too simply! I'm considering absorbing him if possible, then our team would be even more perfect. Now we're a bit short-handed, doing small tasks is no big deal, but big fish are not allowed." Ivan said with a smile.

  "When are we going to pull off another heist?" Bernie asked, pounding his fist into his palm.

  "Wait a bit longer, the wind hasn't passed yet, but it should be soon! The other two are also almost here," Evan said, raising his wine cup and looking at everyone.

  Jin Hu didn't know that his two boxing matches had so many flaws in the eyes of discerning people, and he was still worried about how to make money. Thinking about it, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

  The next morning, Neil came to Jinhu's room with a small paper bag and handed it over as soon as he entered the house: "I bought you a hot dog!"

  "Thank you!" Jin Hu took the wrapped paper and started to eat: "I'm going to make a phone call today, come out with me!". Jin Hu didn't want to stay here for too long, the whole house was filled with cheap perfume smell, which almost ruined his nose. From more than 7 o'clock in the morning, there were already a group of little black kids making noise, Jin Hu got up and found that the black woman also helped take care of children.

  Nier followed behind Jin Hu and asked: "Is this a relative of yours in the United States?"

  Jin Hu shook his head: "It's a friend!"

  "Oh!" Niel listened and followed Jin Hu in silence for a while, then became cheerful.

  Jin Hu looked at Neil's expression and found it a bit strange: "Why are you happier than me?" This guy should be gloomy, having just let an opportunity to make money slip away from him, his own little money tree was almost gone, and he didn't know what this little black kid was happy about.

  "You're my friend! Friends having a better life, I should be happy, my father always told me that friends' happiness is one's own happiness! So you found the news of your friend in America, I should feel happy" Neil said with a smile to Jinhu.

  Jin Hu nodded: "Alright! You are my friend!" This person is really something.

  "Are we not?" Neil looked at Jin Hu and asked.

  Jin Hu's mouth corners slightly raised: "Now it's done!"

  Walked over to a phone booth, Neil patted his pocket and helped Jinhu exchange some money.

  "Hey! Is that Brother Jun?" Jin Hu first dialed Wang Jun's phone number, but he didn't have Hu Fei's.

  "Are you a tiger?" Wang Jun asked uncertainly.

  "It's me! Who else could it be?" Jin Hu said with a smile.

  Wang Jun paused for a moment and said: "Didn't Hu Fei say you were dead?"

  "I'm calling you from hell right now, believe it or not," Jin Hu said jokingly.

  Wang Jun laughed: "If America is hell, I've been there long ago! Hu Fei said he'd personally throw your corpse into the sea! And then called to scold for half a day!"

  "Is Fei Ge still alive?" Jin Hu put on a cheerful tone: "I don't know, when I woke up, I found myself on another ship. I thought I had encountered a sea disaster and was the only one who survived." Jin Hu simply pretended to be dead, and when asked how he came back to life, he would start talking from being rescued.

  "Good people don't live long, troublemakers live for a thousand years, what can he do?" Wang Jun said.

  "I've arrived in the US, everything is unfamiliar, has Fei Ge returned or not?"

  "No! Wait for me to call him back, do you have a phone?" Wang Jun asked on the other end.

  Jin Hu looked at Neil: "Call a friend of mine." Asked for Neil's phone number and gave it to Wang Jun, then hung up the phone and waited for Hu Fei to call back.

  He hung up the phone and walked onto the street. Less than two minutes later, Neil's mobile rang again. Neil answered it, said a few words, and handed it to Jinhu.

  "Brother Fei! I am Jin Hu."

  "My god! This is a miracle, I've never encountered it in my life!" Hu Fei said to Jin Hu. Before Jin Hu could respond, he continued: "Where are you? I'll go there right away."

  "I'm in Los Angeles," and then told Hu Fei a more detailed address.

  "I'm not far from San Francisco, I'll drive over to pick you up right away. Before picking you up, I'll go beat up that incompetent doctor first. Wait for me there, I'll arrive this afternoon!" Hu Fei said happily.

  After hanging up the phone, Jinhu and Neil started strolling on the street. Seeing that Jinhu wanted to go for a walk, Neil, as the host, took Jinhu into Los Angeles and showed him around Hollywood.

  Walking on the crowded street, Jinhu and Neil strolled along with their hands behind their backs. Neil couldn't help but keep looking at the women passing by, following Jinhu's gaze to comment on them: "This one has a great figure, just a bit thick in the legs." "That one is nice too, her skin is tanned to a lovely wheat color, and she has a slender yet curvy body. Her two legs are also plump and strong, they must feel amazing wrapped around someone's waist."

  In short, two people with black and yellow skin are no different from domestic hoodlums, so what's the big deal on the streets?

  At noon, enthusiastic Neil invited Jinhu to have lunch again. Then naturally continued to look at the sisters on the street, which lasted until almost three o'clock when Hu Fei came over.

  Watching Hu Fei get off the car, he took a few quick steps and gave himself a big hug: "Good boy, really lucky!" Then pushed open Jin Hu and looked at him twice: "No missing arms or legs, very good!".

  Jin Hu felt Hu Fei's genuine concern and smiled, saying "Nothing's missing!" He glanced at the car, where that 'quack doctor' who had sentenced him to death was getting down from the car with a black and blue eye.

  "Sorry about this, friend," the incompetent doctor said apologetically to Jin Hu.

  "It's okay! Am I still alive and kicking? If Jin Hu didn't know the truth, he would have at least thought of beating this guy up to vent his anger. Now, haha!"

  Hu Fei glanced at the mediocre doctor: "You've seen it for yourself, now you think you're a mediocre doctor, Old Du!"

  Mediocre doctor Old Du circled around Jin Hu, looked at him for a moment, stroked his chin and said: "Impossible! You were clearly dead back then, your heart had stopped." Before he could finish speaking, he was pushed by Hu Fei: "You're the one who's not breathing!"

  Lao Du looked at Jin Hu: "Could it be a fake death?" He muttered to himself and started rubbing his head, thinking again.

  Hu Fei said to Jin Hu, "The doctor on the boat, Du Xingguo, has a new nickname today: Mongolian Doctor or Barefoot Doctor!" Then he said to Du Xingguo, "You're still claiming to be from Tongji University!"

  "Kyoto?" Jin Hu was taken aback, that school is super: "This is awesome".

  "What a load of crap! After reading for several years, he followed a woman into the woods one night and was caught by two people who were making out, then got expelled." Hu Fei said with a smile.

  Du Xingguo continued to stare at Jin Hu as if he hadn't heard him: "Can you go with me to the hospital for a check-up?" He looked at Jin Hu with a hopeful face.

  Jintiger said, "What's there to check? I'm most afraid of going to the hospital, they're all black-hearted robbers!" Isn't that right? When Jintiger had a cold at the construction site and went to the hospital, he spent several hundred yuan. Looking at the bill, Jintiger regretted it in his heart: "Why didn't I listen to my old man's words back then and go study medicine? As soon as I graduated, I'd be a hotshot doctor, and people would be sending me money like they're being robbed!"

  Jin Hu introduced Neil to the two of them, and Hu Fei thanked the little black guy again for taking care of Jin Hu.

  Anyway, there was nothing on his body, so Jin Hu directly followed Neil to bid farewell and got into Hu Fei's car, heading towards San Francisco.

  Jin Hu looked at the ever-changing scenery by the roadside, feeling comfortable in his heart. He thought that once he arrived in a place with many Chinese people, he would have an easy time, but who knew that an even crazier way to make money had already appeared? As long as he stayed in Los Angeles for another week, he would be set.

  Jin Hu wasn't a god of calculation, so he didn't know that he had missed the opportunity to get rich that he had been searching for with great difficulty. However, heaven always has a dramatic flair and seems to like bringing together all the bad eggs to stir up trouble. Before long, these people would run into each other again.

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