People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

This shamelessness is truly deserving of the title of a shameless person!

“Jason Constantine,” Ding Ze shook Frank’s hand and replied.

"You don't look like someone from around here. Are you here on business?" Frank asked seriously. "How long do you plan to stay?"

The implication was quite clear: they wanted to know how long they could drink for free.

Ding Ze smiled without saying a word, then pulled out ten more bills and placed them on the bar. "Kevin, put this money in Frank's account. It should be enough for him to drink for a while."

Kevin had already taken the banknote Frank had handed over and was pouring whiskey for Ding Ze when he saw Ding Ze take out another thousand dollars, which was for Frank to drink. He was so shocked that his hand trembled and he spilled some whiskey.

“At least a month’s worth,” Kevin replied hastily, genuinely puzzled by Ding Ze’s intentions. He then placed the whiskey in front of Ding Ze.

Frank was also stunned, remaining dumbfounded for several seconds.

Once he came to his senses, Frank, somewhat flustered, straightened his hair again. "Jason, the moment I saw you, I knew you were extraordinary, not an ordinary person..."

Frank immediately launched into a tirade of flattery.

Suddenly, the tone shifted, and he asked with utmost seriousness, "Could you be my long-lost father?"

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Hear the words.

Kevin: "???"

The group of drunkards: "???"

And so, everyone gained a new understanding of Frank's shamelessness.

"We still need to have some self-respect," Ding Ze said, not too surprised. After all, it's not surprising how shameless someone like Frank could be.

"Hehe, what's the use of this?" Frank was completely nonchalant, picked up the wine Kevin had brought him, and downed it in one gulp. "By the way, do you have a wife? If so, would you mind having another one?"

Tsk tsk.

This amount of money is well spent.

That's when they started selling their daughter.

"No," Ding Ze said with a smile.

“That’s perfect. I have a daughter who’s twenty years old. She’s got a great figure and looks. How about I introduce you to her?” Frank didn’t hesitate for a second and launched his business of selling his daughter.

"Really? You can have a beautiful daughter?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Frank was thrilled. "Sure, I may not be the best-looking guy, but my daughter is absolutely stunning!"

Frank then asked Kevin to testify, "Kevin, don't you agree?"

Kevin didn't want to talk to Frank, so he ignored him and just nodded at Ding Ze, "That's true."

“Okay,” Ding Ze replied, then promptly took out another thousand dollars, placed it on the bar, and said to Kevin, “Give Frank another month’s worth of drinks.”

Another thousand dollars!

Frank panicked and reached out to grab it.

Kevin was faster, his movements as swift as lightning, and he snatched the money first. "Alright!"

Seeing so much money gone, Frank was extremely anxious and couldn't sit still. He shifted his body and yelled, "Kevin, you bastard!"

Frank grumbled, then turned to Ding Ze without saying another word to Kevin, "Jason, you didn't have to treat me to so many drinks. You might as well give me the money."

Ding Ze remained silent, stuffing the remaining money into his pocket. "Giving you money is inappropriate; it makes it seem like you're selling your daughter."

"talk about it later."

We didn't get a single penny! We even lost the hundred dollars we'd just stolen!

What the hell.

Frank was incredibly annoyed. He raised his hand and scratched his head hard. Then, he lost all interest in drinking. "How about I take you to my house right now and introduce you to my daughter!"

"As long as you do as I say, I guarantee you'll succeed tonight!"

"You're rich and handsome, and my daughter is very easygoing."

"A perfect match!"

Life without monthly passes is so tough, sob sob~~~~

Chapter 69 Mickey, Work for Me.

People who are shameless to this extent are, in a way, quite amusing.

“Let’s skip tonight, I have other things to do,” Ding Ze smiled, finished the rest of his whiskey in one gulp, stood up straight, and said to Kevin, “I can’t give him that two thousand dollars, or I won’t have come.”

"Don't worry!" Kevin replied readily.

Frank's face was contorted in agony, but he refused to give up and urgently asked Ding Ze, "Then tomorrow?"

"We'll talk about it tomorrow," Ding Ze said before leaving.

Frank quickly followed, "Then I'll wait for you here tomorrow!"

Ding Ze ignored him and walked out.

Frank followed along, talking incessantly, displaying his shamelessness to the fullest extent.

Frank didn't shut up until Ding Ze drove away and returned to the bar.

Frank sat down at the bar, looked at Tommy and the other drunks beside him, and said excitedly, "I'm really going to be rich this time, you know what? That guy drives a Mercedes, he's fucking rich..."

Frank went on and on.

The bartender behind the counter couldn't take it anymore. "Frank, shut up! If Fiona finds out you sold her off like this, she'll kill you!"

Frank didn't care at all. "Impossible. I know my daughter very well. She's overjoyed to have found such a rich and handsome boyfriend. How could she possibly kill me? Besides, she doesn't have the guts to kill anyone."

The female bartender shook her head helplessly, too lazy to say anything more.

Frank didn't care and called to Kevin, "Come on, pour me some wine. I need to finish those two thousand dollars quickly!"

Kevin didn't waste any words with Frank and silently poured himself a drink.

Frank drank his wine and continued chattering.

No one paid attention.

that's it.

Alber Bar quickly returned to its former appearance.

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Ding Ze was driving, intending to head straight to Milkovich's house to chat with Mickey, but halfway there he saw Mickey and his two silly cousins ​​loitering by the roadside.

That saves a lot of trouble.

Ding Ze decisively stopped the car, got out, leaned against it, and called out to Mickey a few meters away, "Mickey!"

Mickey had just taken a swig of beer when he heard the noise and saw Ding Ze and his car. He immediately yelled in annoyance, "Who the hell are you?"

That fiery temper is perfect for Mexico!

No wonder Mickey was able to infiltrate a Mexican specialty organization not long after he ran away to Mexico.

This guy is really wasting his time not going to Mexico.

“I’m your ancestor!” Ding Ze replied with a laugh.

Hear this!

Mickey: "!!!!"

Two idiotic cousins: "!!!"

The three of them looked at each other.

"Fuck him!"

The three of them spoke in unison, and then strode aggressively toward Ding Ze.

Ding Ze unhurriedly unbuttoned his suit jacket, slightly lifted it to reveal the Glock tucked into his waistband, and said, "I advise you not to do this."

Mickey spotted the Glock jacket on Ding Ze's waist, immediately stopped, blocked his two cousins, and gave Ding Ze another complicated look, "What the hell do you want with me?"

"How about working for me?" Ding Ze put down his shirt and said with a smile.

"Fxxk you!" Mickey laughed and cursed.

“Twenty thousand US dollars a month,” Ding Ze said casually, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.

hum.

Mickey stopped laughing.

The two silly cousins ​​stared wide-eyed.

next second.

The two silly cousins ​​almost simultaneously made a sound at Mickey.

"Mickey, twenty thousand dollars! Every month!"