Rebirth of the American Tyrant

Chapter 1592 How Courageous

Shaking his groggy head, Harvey Weinstein still had some unfinished thoughts. Unfortunately, it was a pity that the girl just refused to obey him.

"Brother Tiger, the fat pig is on the way. Just now a waiter said that this bastard has a disgraced face."

"Um, let's check. This bastard won't go to ordinary people. By the way, where is he now?"

"Hehe, I just left the MGM Grand Hotel. It seems that he went to have fun. So, Brother Hu, if you don't want him to disappear, it would be good to send someone to find trouble now."

"Okay, I understand. Stick here and I'll give you the news within thirty minutes."

William White was not surprised to see Xiaohu returning. Ever since the Patriot Act came into being, he had become very cautious about communicating over the phone.

"Uma Thurman? Tsk tsk." William White clicked his lips. This fat pig really doesn't want to eat anything. He seems to want to try any style.

But, give it a try, you bastard plans to taste the delicious food before you even take a bite of it. This is unbearable.

Of course, he is not a young boy after all, so it would be really embarrassing to just knock on the door.

"In Las Vegas? If in Los Angeles."

"What, boss, it can't be in Los Angeles." Well, Xiaohu's words still reminded William White. Yes, this group of trash in Los Angeles would have been destroyed if he hadn't let go here.

"Tsk tsk, that's right. The person who took the blame is gone. That's not right. If they were ordered to top the tank, they probably wouldn't object."

Xiaohu lowered his head and said nothing, "What, your boss, you can say whatever you want." But, since you’re planning to take the blame, why don’t you do the whole thing?

Los Angeles now, what kind of club came from there. The top 13 companies have already lost their wits, and you can’t even make up stories now.

At the very least, someone must believe it.

"Forget it, Las Vegas, right? Just teach him a lesson. It can be a little more miserable, or a little creative is good. There is only one requirement. Don't play with human lives. This bastard will arrange for him to go mining in the future."

"Okay." Xiaohu nodded to express his understanding. Of course, if he left it to his own decision, he might just let the fat pig evaporate.

Damn it, people from White Pictures dare to worry about it. Xiaohu was already very aggrieved if they didn't drag this guy out for oil extraction right away.

Hollywood is really big. Once there is any trouble, it is impossible to cover up people's ears and eyes. Or maybe it was because of this, that they wanted to bet that the boss didn't have the same understanding as them.

It's a pity, maybe other big guys don't care. Those beautiful beauties are just a quick meal for them. Um, so I really don’t care too much if someone takes a bite of it.

"Slap, fuck, why are you staring at me? Why are you looking at me?"

Well, I'm just shaking my head, okay. Since when have I looked at you? Besides, this is Las Vegas, shouldn’t there be decent people here?

"Fake, are you crazy?" After all, he grew up in Queens. Even though he is a little fat now, he has no shortage of skills in fighting bad fights on the street.

"Call 911 quickly and separate them quickly."

Soon, a howling siren sounded not far away. The onlookers around were slightly surprised, but not too surprised. How to put it, this is Casino after all, and people who lose their money and can't figure it out appear every day, so it's a good choice to let them go to the police station to take a rest.

"I need to contact my lawyer, you have no right to arrest me."

"Yeah?"

Fat guy Harvey nodded, but he never noticed at all that the eyes of the agent opposite him were devoid of any emotion at all, and the few simple words he uttered were more like computer-synthesized sounds. .

"Yes, this is."

"Damn it, this pig talks a lot of nonsense. Anthony, this stun device must be a waste product. Why doesn't it have any reaction? It actually needs a knife. It's so unlucky."

"Shut up and let's get out of here first."

About 5 minutes later, a police car drove slowly. To be precise, one of the tires of this car was probably damaged. If you knew it, your tire was broken, but if you didn’t know, you might have thought you were in the car. What?

"Henry, go down and see what's going on. Damn, everything was fine, but why did it get a puncture?"

"Why is it me again?"

"Damn, I'm the Sheriff, of course you go."

The result was naturally very simple. Two drunkards had an argument, then a fight, and were taken back by the police to cool down.

What police?

Damn it, are you kidding me? Anyway, he looks very energetic and not as vulgar as you.

"Salted fish, salted fish, the two fat cats are gone, probably to repair the tires."

"received."

When he regained consciousness again, Harvey's thinking finally began to become clear. If he doesn't know what's going on now, he really deserves to die.

Damn, this is annoying, don’t you think? It's impossible. If a girl from the countryside of Boston really has this ability, how could she be bullied and have no choice but to give in?

Hiss, what the hell, is this something someone did to you? But why is there severe pain before and after? What's going on?

"Brother, did I offend someone? I apologize and I will make amends."

"Very good, you've got your heart set on it. You'll compensate. Let's get started."

The earth-shattering roar was impossible for anyone to hear. Las Vegas, a city built in the desert, is of course surrounded by desert.

Okay, then, in an underground bunker in the desert, no one will hear you even if you shout at your throat. Well, this sentence is actually a bit speechless when applied to the dead fat pig inside.

"David Miscavige? Wait, this name seems very familiar. Why have I heard it somewhere?"

Xiaohu was speechless. Oh my God, you did a lot of tormenting me back then. A madman who used science to package himself basically gave up his base in the United States after being severely punished by you.

However, this guy's luck doesn't seem to be very good. Except for fooling some foolish men and women in Smecta, the results in other areas are not very good.

After losing part of the income from the United States, these guys became more unscrupulous in their methods. In order to make money, they dared to say anything.

Looking at the document in his hand, William White's brain froze. Damn, it purifies the soul and is reborn, I almost believe it.

But, what's going on with this fat pig?

In William White's view, unless you can make a big difference, a guy like Harvey who is full of bad things will never believe in Scientology.

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