Chapter 61: If You Are Hungry, Eat More

Kent was also a bit hungry. He worked until midnight yesterday, and from the time he got up this morning until now, he was so hungry that he could almost eat a whole cow!

He excitedly rubbed his hands after wiping the hand he used to rub his toes on his pants, waiting for the meal.

The rapid secretion of saliva in his mouth made his desire to eat something even more anxious. He swallowed the excess saliva in his mouth, and then said somewhat impatiently, "Why are you two idiots standing there?"

Kent looked at the two who had already left the door and stood by the door without moving, and couldn't help but be a bit annoyed, "Bring the things over quickly. Don't tell me, you went out for a turn and didn't buy anything to eat back!"

As an underground casino boss, the younger brother of a senior cadre of a big gang, ever since he personally beat to death the neighbor who had always bullied their brothers with a baseball bat, who didn't satisfy him, he would get angry, except for his brother!

However, the moment the third person walked out from behind the door, he hadn't even moved his butt from the chair, and he had already turned and ran toward the room behind him.

The chair had armrests, which caught his pants, making his sprinting action deformed. He fell to the ground at once, maintaining a kneeling posture on one knee, while the other leg kicked on the ground, and at the same time, he was about to get up.

At this moment, in his heart, he greeted the whole family of the confidant thug and the big man guarding the door three times.

And he had the idea that after this matter ended, he must give them some color to see.

However, he hadn't been able to run into the room, and the gunshot rang out.

Actually, the firing sound of this small-caliber revolver like the Magre defense handgun isn't very loud, but this was in a closed room, so everyone was startled.

Kent, who was about to stand up, fell back to the ground again. He supported the ground with one hand, ensured balance, and slowly raised his hands.

"No need, brother Lans, it's just one thousand five hundred dollars!"

Yesterday he was still telling these thugs that Lans and his friends were all idiots, but now, it seemed that the truly stupid person was him.

He turned his back to Lans. He didn't know who was shot, but he didn't dare to bet whether the next bullet would hit him.

Lans walked to the chair opposite his original chair and sat down, putting the food on the table.

Enio and the others had all come in, all holding guns in their hands.

Elvin drove the thugs together and let one of Enio's friends guard the main door. The room had been completely controlled by Lans.

"I heard you shouting hungry before you came in. Come over and eat something.", he sat down with a smile on his face, looking not at all like he was here for revenge.

Kent was very nervous. He turned around slowly, looking at Lans, "I'm planted, Lans. One thousand five hundred dollars is in the room. Now I'll pay it back to you."

Lans raised his hand and pressed it virtually, signaling him to sit down first, "I heard you were busy all night and didn't eat anything. You must be starving. Come, eat something first. I haven't eaten until now."

He put away the gun, and then tore open the food bag. The fragrance of the pork knuckle drifted out at once!

This is a deli shop with very culinary experience. They first boiled these pork knuckles with spices until they were slightly soft and rotten, then fished them out to drain the water, and immediately put them into a rolling oil pan to fry until the surface was crispy.

This way, these pork knuckles have crispy outer skin and bouncy fat layers. Now they are cut into pieces, and those fragrances make everyone even hungrier.

"Great, I like pork knuckle!", he picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. It was indeed delicious, whether it was the texture or the taste, just a bit salty.

He looked at Kent, who had never dared to do it, and made an invitation gesture, "You try it too, it's really delicious. I have to say, your friend is very smart and chose the most suitable food!"

Kent still didn't do it, just looked at Lans, "You don't have to be like this, Lans. I will give you the money, and then to you..."

Lans suddenly stood up and gave him a punch on the head, making Kent's head swing violently, and the whole person was stunned!

After he finished hitting this idiot, he rubbed his wrist and sat back again.

The impact of this kind of swing punch on the wrist is very large, a bit uncomfortable.

"I let you eat something, you say another half a word, and I will pull your tongue out!", his face had no smile, only seriousness left.

Kent was silent for a while, his cheeks swollen visibly, his expression after thinking for more than ten seconds, suddenly relaxed, and even the left eyebrow picked, "Listen to you, now you have the final say."

This sentence sounded like he had already admitted defeat, but Lans and himself both knew that this sentence didn't mean admitting defeat, because it had another meaning—

Now you have the final say, but next time, it might not be!

Kent had very rich and huge gang resources behind him. He didn't believe that Kamila couldn't deal with these young people like Lans, so the loss eaten now, he would find it back.

The superficial admission was just to be beaten less. He wasn't like some stupid gang underclass who still insisted on some bottom line. His bottom line was very flexible.

He bent his waist slightly, but raised his head, staring at Lans, using his right hand to grab two large pieces of chopped pork knuckle and stuff them into his mouth, looking like a starving ghost.

His eyes brought a feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake to Lans. He knew that Kent's mouth was convinced, and his actions were convinced, but his heart wasn't convinced.

Lans's face appeared with a smile again, but this smile made all the thugs around feel cold from the bottom of their hearts!

"Look, my friend, it's not that difficult. We are friends, right?"

Lans also picked up a piece of meat and ate it in small bites. Kent nodded, but didn't speak.

"Then you must know what I do."

Kent hesitated for a while. Lans made a gesture for him to continue eating, and he said while eating, "You are from a financial company."

Lans pointed to him, "I knew it, we are good friends, you must know what I do."

"Then what about the fifteen thousand dollars you took from me yesterday? When can you pay it back to me?"

"Although we are friends, the accounts should still be calculated clearly."

Kent just wanted to stop, but Lans pointed to the meat, letting him continue to eat, and he had to continue to eat, "I don't have that much."

Naked extortion, but even if he knew this was extortion, he couldn't refuse, because he was the one who extorted first yesterday, but he didn't expect Lans's appetite to be so big.

And he had already begun to feel uncomfortable, and even dizzy!

When he ate these meats at first, he wouldn't feel uncomfortable, but because of the hunger for most of the day, he ate very fast.

Especially those outer skins that were in a semi-detached state from the fat, the outer skin and fat are a perfect match, the crispy and tender perfectly integrated, the taste is good, the taste is fragrant, every bite is sizzling with oil!

But now, after eating several pieces in a row, those bouncy fatty meats also became greasy, disgusting, and made him not want to eat anymore.

Kent is not a fat man, even if he is a fat man, it is very difficult to eat so much fat at once. He subconsciously grabbed his collar and continued to send things into his mouth.

"Yesterday I chose to take out money to make both of us decent, Kent. Hope today you can be like me, let both of us be decent."

Kent just stopped, and Lans let him continue to eat, "You can think while eating."

Kent greeted the whole family of the confidant thug nine times at this time. Why did the dog-raising one buy so much?

He mechanically stuffed meat into his mouth, and at the same time said vaguely, "I really don't have that much. Give me a few days, I will definitely be able to raise it."

Lans stopped talking, looked at Ethan, "My friend has a bad appetite, Ethan, help him eat faster."

Elvin whispered something in Ethan's ear, and Ethan walked over with a ferocious smile. In Kent's terrified eyes, he grabbed large handfuls of meat and stuffed them into his mouth.

He was almost unable to breathe!

Although Ethan is only twenty years old, he is a big guy of one meter eight plus, plus the strength that matches his strong body. Kent had no room to fight back at all, and watched Ethan stuff meat in large handfuls, stuffing Kent struggling, but never struggling away.

He slapped Ethan's arm hard, and even the table, Lans let Ethan stop temporarily.

Large pieces of meat were spat out by him from his mouth. He took a deep breath, he was almost choked to death by the meat!

But at the same time, he also realized that if he didn't take out the money, he was dead.

"In the safe."

Lans looked at Elvin, and Elvin took two people to move the safe out.

Kent squatted by the safe, and he looked at Lans again, as if he wanted to deeply carve Lans's appearance into his mind.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, he turned his head, turned the password lock, and opened the safe.

Then he stood up and took a step back.

Ethan stood by Lans's side holding the safe. This thing is steel plate on the outside and concrete on the inside, at least one hundred-plus pounds, but Ethan didn't feel effortless when holding it!

What a monster!

His attention was soon placed in the safe. There was about thirty-plus thousand dollars, some gold jewelry, which might be that the gambler lost his mind and took his wife's jewelry and used it directly.

There were also some Koda family chips. It looked like Kent also liked to play a few hands. What surprised him was that there was also a handgun in it.

Semi-automatic handgun, also produced by Magre Weapon Company, can be filled with nine bullets in the magazine. If there is one pressed into the chamber separately, the whole gun can be fired ten times.

This handgun has been on the market for a while and is very popular, because of its convenience.

Unlike a revolver, changing bullets is very troublesome.

Lans held the handgun in his hand and looked at it, exited the magazine, and there were bullets inside, then he looked at Kent, "Actually, you could try to resist just now."

Kent didn't speak. He could indeed resist, but he could at most kill one person, and then he would be beaten into a sieve.

He didn't think he would die here. He still had a very good future waiting for him.

It's just losing a sum of money. He has a way to get it back many times, and he swears that he will make Lans pay a heavy price!

Lans looked at Elvin, and the latter immediately leaned over, "Take it to one side, and pack the money."

At this time, Kent breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Lans, "I have already given you the money, you guys can leave!", he even had some anger when he said this, as if... this "plot" ended.

He couldn't feel the threat anymore!

Lans signaled him to sit opposite him again. Facing the weapon in Lans's hand, Kent could only do so, and made several more oaths, all of which were oaths to retaliate against Lans.

"Your memory is very good, do you still remember what I said yesterday?"

Kent shook his head, "I don't know which sentence you are talking about."

"Thousands of dollars, it is already enough for us illegal immigrants to not want our lives."

"Kent, there are tens of thousands of dollars here, I am very afraid!" ===== CHAPTER 62 =====