Chapter 86 85. Deadly Force

Drive along Highway No. 8, and after driving for more than half an hour, a small town came into Wang Bo's sight.

Just like the small towns in American dramas, there are commercial areas built of two-story buildings on both sides of the road, such as cafes, fast food restaurants, flower shops, supermarkets and movie theaters.

Looking into the distance, you can see farms and pastures, many cattle and sheep lazily lying on the grassland enjoying the gentle wind and drizzle. Compared with Sunset Town, Wang Bo feels that although the grassland in Dahidi Town is flat, it is not green enough, or the grass density is much smaller.

He expressed his feelings, and Charlie said with a smile: "Of course, the environment of Sunset Town has never been invaded and damaged. The pastures and farms here have been used for many years. The difference must be very big."

The car drove into the small town. Because of the rain, there were not many people on the road, and it might also be the reason why this section of the road was going to be deserted. Lao Wang felt that the town had no vitality.

He called Carlisle Harney, and when the number was dialed, he was connected, and a loud voice rang out: "Who? You better not step on the horse. It's a salesman! No matter the toilet fertilizer, dog food, cat food insurance or damn it toilet paper! I don’t need any of it!”

The voice was very loud, and Bowen said, "Boss, you don't need to turn on the speakerphone."

Old Wang: "I didn't turn on the speakerphone when I was riding a horse!"

The rant continued: "Talk! Did you call just to piss me off? Damn it! Speak up! If you're only doing it to piss me off! Well congratulations mate! You made it! But you gotta take me Are you ready for anger?!"

Old Wang said as softly as possible: "Hi, is this Inspector Carlisle-Harney? I'm a friend of Sheriff Smith. Can I come and visit?"

"Are you a sissy? Why do you speak so softly? Touch your balls and talk! Let me hear your masculine breath!"

"I'm a friend of Sheriff Smith! Hoho, can I come to the door?!"

"What the hell is your name! Why did that bitch Smith ask you to come to me?! Why didn't he come to me himself?!"

Lao Wang was speechless. Is this the inspector on horseback or the prison guard? Aren't auditors accountants? A calm accountant still has such a temper?

He explained his intentions in the future, but just as he revealed that he was the mayor of Sunset Town, Hani yelled directly, "Sunset Town? What the hell is that? I don't have time! No see!"

"Beep beep..." A busy tone sounded from the microphone, and the person on the other end hung up.

Old Wang put his phone away, looked sadly at the rain outside and said, "Give me a cigarette, and don't talk to anyone, I want to be quiet—how could he treat me like this?!"

Charlie comforted him and said, "It's normal, so I said it would be difficult for you to recruit him. The reputation of the old monster Hani is well-known in the circle of South Island inspectors."

In fact, the inspectors in New Zealand have a bad temper, because they belong to the tax system. They greet boring figures every day, intrigue with people who want to evade taxes, and monitor some departments. They are very unpopular and stressful. They have a natural temper Not much better.

The Mexican pretty boy looked even more desperate: "Schete, boss, I won't be like this damned look in the future, will I?"

Lao Wang was in so much pain, but he had to comfort the terrified Mexican boy, and he didn't even have time to soothe his wounds.

It was almost lunch time, and Lao Wang wanted to eat here, but Charlie said that the town is so small, it would be bad if Robert bumped into him, and he should go to the homeless town next door.

Vagabond Town is between Sunset Town and Tahiti Town, and the positions of the three are almost equilateral triangles.

Bowen is very familiar with Homeless Town. He went to the castle from here. When he arrived, he stopped in front of a quaint restaurant and said, "The Maori cuisine here is the most authentic. Come on."

The delicious food comforted Pharaoh's wounded heart. Bowen ordered a large plate of venison. New Zealand has a well-developed deer industry and is the world's main supplier of farmed venison.

The Maori way of making venison is quite special. They cook it in a large pot for about 3 hours. The soup contains licorice, Pinot Noir, a variety of herbs and thyme. The stewed venison perfectly preserves the gravy, very tasty.

"Lethal force?" asked the burly Maori waitress.

Bowen laughed: "Of course, why not?"

Along with the drinks came the main course, a steamed mix of pumpkin, potatoes and corn.

The staple food is wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, the outside is wrapped in tin foil, followed by a wooden container, and the inside is wrapped with a layer of white cloth. It is not easy to eat such a meal.

Their wine is also very unique. The wine jug is made of bark and the wine glass is made of wood. The clear wine is poured out, like a clear spring, with a delicate fragrance.

The cowboy poured a glass for each of the three, and the handsome Mexican said gloomily, "Where's yours?"

The cowboy said confidently: "I want to drive, I can't drink."

"Yes, don't drink and drive, and don't drink while driving." Old Wang nodded approvingly.

Pretty Boy from Mexico: "Then I will drive. Bowen drove the car when we came here. Don't make him work too hard."

Charlie: "Let me drive, I haven't driven for a long time, my hands are itchy..."

"Grind it on the bark if your hands are itchy." Lao Wang looked at the three of them sullenly, "What's the secret of this wine? Why don't you want to drink it?"

Usually when I drink beer, I don't see these little bitches pushing and pushing. At that time, they all drank happily.

The three looked at each other and shook their heads in unison: "There is no mystery!"

"If you believe me, you can only show that I'm stupid!" Old Wang seriously lacked trust in these three birdmen.

After hearing what they said, a big man who was drinking next to him turned around and said, "It's very simple, my friend. They are afraid of deadly force. Think about the name and you should know how powerful it is. This wine has 68 degrees, just like alcohol. Drink it Kill me!"

Lao Wang laughed and said: "You must try it. High-grade baijiu is a good thing. Come and drink it, and no one is allowed to escape!"

"But who's driving?"

"Stay here tonight, and continue to look for that old stubborn donkey tomorrow!"

Seeing them raise their glasses, the surrounding Maori came to watch, and someone shouted: "Do you dare to stew a glass of deadly force?"

"Braise it!" Pharaoh shouted.

"No!" The three of Charlie showed a frightened look.

"Fake! Bitch! Stew it!" Old Wang roared.

The four wine glasses collided, and Lao Wang simmered down the wine in the glass in one gulp. This also meant to vent, he was so angry with Carlisle Harney in the morning.

When the wine entered his throat, his tongue became numb first, and then a line of fire burned from the base of his tongue to his stomach. Old Wang stood up suddenly, feeling as if his skin was on fire.

"How about it?"

"Great!" Lao Wang patted the table and said.

The surrounding Maori whistled or slapped their hands on the table to make strange noises. The boss came over and said, "You are warriors, and the bill will be 20% off."