Chapter 2457 Entanglement

Tago thought about it for a long time.

Do you want Bach to help?

Forget it, if you ask him to help, it will eventually turn into telling his boss.

In the end it was nothing.

Tago decided to do it himself.

After more than a year of development, he now has a little network of his own.

After Bach left, Tago picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Dolores, it's me, Tago." Tago said, "You haven't been to my house for a long time. I have a party tonight. Do you want to come?"

"You are a big star, are you sure you want to invite a gangster to your home?"

"I don't care what your identity is, I only know that you are my friend."

"Haha... It's precisely because we are friends that I can't go, but you can come to my bar at any time, and don't worry, there won't be any paparazzi here." Dolores said cheerfully.

Tago went with the flow and said to Dolores: "As long as you don't mind me causing trouble to you."

"Haha... I would very much like to have a big star in my bar."

"Then I'll go there tonight."

"Don't you have a party tonight?"

"You are the only important guest at the party. If you don't come, then there is no need for this party."

Dolores was not overjoyed, but realized that Tago didn't really want to invite him to the party.

He turned to him for help, and a smile formed on Dolores's lips.

Of course, he had no reason to refuse Tago's request.

After nightfall——

Tago drove his luxury car to Dolores' bar.

Dolores’ Bar is located right on Mingo Avenue.

Mingo Avenue is the most unmentionable place in downtown Los Angeles.

There are a total of twelve communities here, all of which are communities dominated by black residents.

Although Americans shout slogans for equality and freedom every year.

But this society is ultimately based on white supremacy.

Most people of other skin colors are still at the bottom here.

This is especially true for black people. Not all black people are bad people.

But because of poverty and chaotic environment, coupled with generally low education standards, they have far fewer choices.

If the social status, population, and education of black people are different from those of white people, white people may not all be good.

Mingo Avenue is also the area with the densest concentration of gangs and the most active illegal activities in Los Angeles.

All the gangs here are predominantly black.

Even the wild boar king Mowgli, known as the underground king of Los Angeles, can't reach this area with his tentacles.

Because this place excludes external forces, or in other words, forces of other skin colors are excluded from entering here.

This is not the rejection of a single gang, but the rejection of hundreds of thousands of black people from one ethnic group.

No matter how powerful Mowgli's power was, he could not be an enemy of hundreds of thousands of black people.

It's like if a foreigner goes to China and says somewhere that I want to be the boss here, he will basically get either a blank stare or handcuffs.

Of course, the power of the gangsters on Mingo Avenue is only limited to Mingo Avenue.

They fight here and compete for territory, and they also prey on the residents of Mingo Avenue.

This is like an ecological chain. The residents here reject external forces, including foreign investment, and then localized gangs are formed here. The localized gangs in turn torture the local residents, and the local residents do not have enough jobs. Enough education to become a local gang member.

This is a vicious cycle, but it is also a cycle with no solution.

Dolores is the boss of a local gang.

Tago also walked out of a neighborhood on Mingo Avenue.

There are very few black people like him who can walk out of a slum and succeed in their careers.

But as a former member of this place, Tago can never get rid of his origins.

So when he got in touch with the local gang, it became logical.

After Tiger's car entered Mingo Avenue, he no longer needed to worry about the paparazzi reporters following him.

No entertainment reporter dared to follow him into Mingo Avenue.

Even those war reporters who changed careers and became paparazzi did not dare to enter this area.

It once happened here that a paparazzi followed a celebrity who walked out of here. As a result, the paparazzi was found dead on the street the next day.

This is definitely not a rumor, but something that really happened.

Tago found Dolores' bar with ease.

After Tiger got out of the car, he handed the car to a gangster who was wandering outside.

At the same time, he handed him two hundred dollar bills.

"Before I come out, this car belongs to you, don't let me damage it."

The gangster was so happy that he wanted to rush forward and kiss Tago.

Of course, although he had also been a car thief, he would never dare to steal Tago's car directly.

He knew the rules here very well. If he dared to do this, he would definitely die the next day.

As Tago passed through the dark corridor, loud black music kept coming from the front.

Then the light in front of him suddenly became bright and dark, and the music was noisy and noisy.

Tago casually pulled over a little bald man: "Where is your boss?"

"In the private room above." The little bald man replied.

Tago casually handed the little bald head another banknote.

Follow the stairs to the private room and open the door directly.

I saw a black man and three women doing indescribable things under the dim light of the box.

Dolores raised her head and glanced at Tago standing at the door. She was not angry or panicked, but waved.

"My friend, you have come at just the right time."

Tago sat next to Dolores, and at this time a woman knelt in front of Tago.

Dolores pushed a glass of wine in front of Tago.

"Here, have a drink."

Tago picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and under the stimulation of alcohol, he felt even more happy.

"call……"

Tago and Dolores began to exchange glasses, both enjoying the pleasure brought by wine and women.

After three drinks, Dolores got down to business.

"Tago, have you encountered any trouble recently?"

Tago didn't answer Dolores' question and was still drinking.

Dolores patted the little face of the woman in front of her: "Baby, you go out first, I will talk to Tago."

The women in the private room went out honestly, and before leaving, they even blew a kiss to Tiger.

"Tago, don't worry, nothing you say here will be heard outside."

Tago's eyes flickered, and after a brief hesitation, he finally said, "Dolores, I need your help."

A smile appeared on Dolores' face, and the big fish took the bait.