My Strength Does Not Allow Me to Low-key

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This meal was very delicious, and Frank was full of food.

Of course, the price is also very good. A meal for one person costs more than 200 US dollars.

To be honest, seeing this price made Frank feel quite painful.

Although prices in Greater America have continued to skyrocket in the past two years, the cost of meals in various restaurants has also increased.

But for more than two hundred dollars, you can have a luxurious meal in America.

But even in luxury, it would definitely not be as delicious as it is today.

Indeed, if we talk about the taste, we can only say that this meal is worth it!

The only thing that comforted him was that this restaurant didn't charge tips. If he were in America, he would probably have to pay a tip of ten or twenty dollars.

This is what Frank is most dissatisfied with, especially after spending some time in Yanguo and Asia, he finds it difficult to adapt to America's tipping system.

Madam, I have already paid for the meal when I eat, and the meal price actually includes service charges.

So if you really want to charge a tip, you should ask your store owner for the money.

In Frank's opinion, this habit of tipping is actually an out-and-out bad habit!

When I came out of the hotel, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

Frank's flight to Yanguo is tomorrow morning, so he has one night to rest up.

Since I didn’t want to go back to sleep, I naturally had to find a place to have some fun.

You know, before in America, Frank could actually be said to have lived a life of partying every night.

During that time, he worked at the research institute during the day.

In the evening, he often attends various cocktail parties, and these cocktail parties are basically organized by some businessmen who are close to him and various intermediary agencies.

The purpose of businessmen is simple;

As long as he highlights some threats in some reports, then they can get more orders.

And those intermediaries are even simpler. Behind them are various contractors.

As long as he makes certain decisions towards the companies behind the intermediaries at some important meetings.

Those intermediaries will naturally get huge returns.

And he was able to get generous rewards from these transactions, but the money was exchanged for various encrypted digital currencies.

This money now amounts to tens of millions, and he has never told anyone about this money.

It was also the last cross-river money he left to himself.

This time when he went to Yan State, he hoped to use the money to buy himself a house.

After all, after this incident, he felt that keeping the money in the bank was no longer reliable.

And maybe at some point, because of the failure of a certain mission, he will take the blame for someone again.

Although his stance was firm, he didn't want to go on like this anymore.

It was very easy to take a taxi from the place where he ate to Jiangnan. Within half an hour, he appeared in the bar street of Jiangnan District.

And soon he found the person he wanted in a bar.

These days, as long as you dare to throw away money in the bar, you will never be short of girls.

What's more, Frank is also white, which is very popular in Asia.

Especially in a place like this country, two girls soon posted up, and they had a great time dancing, drinking, and having fun together.

But just when Frank was about to lead the two girls into the second half.

But when he was leaving the field, he was tripped by a young foreign kid next to him.

If it were true, Frank would definitely choose to apologize.

But in this country, in his opinion, this was his territory, and what he didn't expect was even more.

Before he could speak, the young man opposite actually cursed: "Xiba..."

This made Frank angry. Although he didn't understand much Southern Dynasty dialect, he also knew that it was not a good thing to say.

So he scolded him back on the spot: "You Mad FUK..."

The young man on the other side was not used to his faults, so he punched him on the spot.

Under normal circumstances, with Frank's skills, it would be difficult for Xiba to encounter him.

But now he was already tipsy, and his reaction and speed were a bit slow. After all, he was older.

So he was hit hard in the face by this punch, which made Frank furious.

He exchanged fists with each other, even though he was in his fifties and almost sixty years old.

But after all, he served as a soldier in his early years and insisted on fitness all year round, so his body was well maintained.

But although the opponent is smaller than him, his physical fitness is not bad, and he is still young.

So when I faced him, I didn't suffer at all. The two of them just stood there, punching me and punching each other.

After a while, both of them turned into blue eyes.

But even so, the two of them had no intention of stopping and still stood facing each other.

In the end, the young friends couldn't stand it any longer, so they just swarmed over each other, and the original one-on-one situation turned into a three-on-one situation.

Soon, Frank couldn't hold it anymore, especially after the blow to the head.

However, at this moment, a group of people suddenly burst in from outside.

These people were all dressed in casual clothes. They were all tall and tall, with a smell of odor about them.

The drunkards who had drunk all kinds of things, opened their eyes and looked at it, and they all secretly screamed that it was not good.

It turned out that the military police who were responsible for that had arrived.

This bar street is actually relatively close to their base.

Moreover, the most frequented people in this bar are actually the local gentlemen.

These guys would cause trouble here every now and then, but the police in their own country didn't dare to care about them.

After communicating with the base many times, the base established a military police unit.

Usually, as long as someone tells them that Qiu Ba is causing trouble in the bar, these people will come over.

It was the same this time, it was the bar owner who called them.

Because they were afraid that their own people would fall into the hands of their own police, these military police came first.

As soon as these guys came in, they swung the rubber batons in their hands and knocked the young men who had just fought Frank to the ground with three strikes.

Although this military police force maintains its own military discipline on the surface, in fact it encounters such a situation.

The first thing they want to protect is naturally their own people.

Although Frank was wearing casual clothes, he stayed in the camp yesterday and left the camp today during the day.

Because of his special status, the camp has long been listed as a key protection target.

Now I saw him being beaten by several Nanbang in the bar. How could these military police be polite?

In just a few clicks, those guys were smashed until they were howling like ghosts...