Tago considered for a long time.

Would you like Bach to help?

Anyway, if he was asked to help, it eventually turned into telling his boss.

Finally, nothing is left.

Tiger decided to come by himself.

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

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

"Hey, Dolores, it's me, Tiger." Tiger said, "You haven't come to my house for a long time. I have a party tonight. Are you coming?"

"You're a big star. Are you sure you want to invite a black ... to help your home?"

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

"Hehe ... I can't even go because we are friends, but in my bar, you can come at any time, and you can rest assured that there won't be any paparazzi," Dolores said heartily.

Tiger naturally said to Dolores, "As long as you don't think I'm making you trouble."

"Oh ... I'd love to have a big star in my bar."

"Then I will go tonight."

"Did you not have a party tonight?"

"You are the only important guest at the party. If you don't come, then this party is not necessary."

Instead of being overjoyed, Dolores realized that Tago didn't really invite him to the party.

He had something to turn to himself, and Dolores sketched a smile.

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

After night—

Tagore drove his own luxury car to Dolores's bar.

Dolores's bar is located on Mingo Avenue.

And Mingo Avenue is the last place in downtown Los Angeles to be mentioned.

There are twelve communities here, all of which are mainly black residents.

Although Lao Mei shouted slogans every year to be equal and free.

After all, this society is based on white supremacy.

Other skin color races are here, and most of them are still at the bottom.

This is especially true for black people, not all black people are bad people.

It is because of poverty and the chaotic environment, coupled with the generally low level of education, that they have fewer choices.

If black people's social status, population, and education change from white people, white people may not be all good.

And Mingo Avenue is also the most intensive and most illegal area in Los Angeles.

All the blacks ... Gangs are mainly blacks.

Even Mogle, the boar king known as the underground king of Los Angeles, couldn't reach his area with his tentacles.

Because here it excludes foreign forces, or forces that exclude other skin colors.

This is not the exclusion of a single black ... gang, but the exclusion of a group of more than 100,000 blacks.

Even if Mogri's power is strong, he will not be able to rival hundreds of thousands of black people.

It ’s like, if a foreigner goes to Huaxia and finds a place to say, I want to be the boss here, basically I get either white eyes or handcuffs.

Of course, the power of the black ... Gang of Mingo Avenue is also limited to Mingo Avenue.

They are here to fight and fight for the site, and the pit is also the residents of Mingo Avenue.

This is like an ecological chain. The residents here exclude foreign power, including foreign investment, and then form localized gangs ... gangs, localized gangs ... Not enough jobs, not enough education, can only become a local gang ... faction.

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

Dolores is the boss of a local gang ...

Tago also walked out of a community on Mingo Avenue.

There are so few people who can go out of a slum like him, and succeed in business ...

But as a former member here, Tago could never get rid of his background.

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

After Tyco's car entered Mingo Avenue, there was no need to worry about the paparazzi reporters following him.

No entertainment reporter dared to follow Mingo Avenue.

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

There used to be a paparazzi following a star who went out of here, and the next day the paparazzi ran across the street.

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

Tago easily found Dolores' bar.

After Tiger got out of the car, he handed it over to a rumbling wandering outside.

At the same time, he was given two hundred dollar bills.

"Before I came out, this car was yours. Don't break it for me."

The ecstatic was so ecstatic that he rushed to kiss Tiger.

Of course, although he has also worked as a car thief, he never dare to steal Tiger's car directly.

He knows the rules here, and if he dares to do so, he will definitely die in the next account.

Tagore passed through the dim aisle, and noisy black music kept coming in front of him.

Immediately the light in front of it suddenly became bright and dark, and there was noise and noise in the music.

Tago walked by a small bald head: "Where's your boss?"

"In the upper compartment," answered the little bald head.

Tiger again shoved a small bald banknote.

Go down the stairs to the private room and push in the door directly.

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

Dolores glanced up at Tagore, who was standing in the doorway, not angry or panic, but beckoned.

"My friend, you came at the right time."

Tagore sat next to Dolores, a woman kneeling in front of Tagore.

Dolores pushed a glass of wine in front of Tago.

"Come, have a drink."

Tagore lifted his wine glass with a sip, and the alcohol stimulated him even more.

"call……"

Tago and Dolores started toasting, and both were enjoying the pleasure of the wine and the woman.

After three rounds of drinking, Dolores began to enter the topic.

"Tag, haven't you had any trouble lately?"

Tago did not answer Dolores's question, and was still drinking.

Dolores patted the small face of the woman in front of him: "Baby, go out first, I'll talk to Tago."

A few women in the private room went out honestly, and lost a kiss to Tiger before leaving.

"Tego, rest assured, every word you say here will not be transmitted outside."

Tiger's eyes flickered, and after a moment of hesitation, he finally said, "Dorores, I need your help."

There was a smile on Dolores's face, and the big fish hooked.