In the United States, Yang Le's English songs and dances are very popular.
The previous hip-hop dance and the current space dance steps have countless fanatical fans.
This little fat man is just one of them.
Even if he danced so badly, there are still countless people who like it and watch.
And in other places, at a glance, there are actually quite a few blacks, whites doing these dances.
This night felt quite prosperous.
"Yang, it's time for us to get out of here."
At this time, Crete said to Yang Le: "The United States is not China, and the security in Oakland at night is not so good. ” The United States is a very magical place, some places have good security, and some places have very bad security.
And Oakland, Yang Le knows this place, just across the bridge from San Francisco, but this city, almost every day, is very, very chaotic, and is known as the capital of crime.
"Okay."
Yang Le nodded.
They're here to find someone, not to fight.
And just as they were about to leave.
"Bang!"
There was a burst of gunfire, and suddenly it rang out.
Then, the very strong motor restlessness sounded.
The sound instantly overshadowed all the music and resounded through the Auckland sky.
A group of blacks and whites who were watching instantly screamed like frightened birds.
"Ahh Run, run!
They're coming!
” "Run!
They're coming!
” "God bless ......"
A crowd of people were shouting and frantically began to flee in all directions.
"Oh no, it's the bikers!
Yang, we must hide now!
At this time, Crete's face changed dramatically.
Then he pulled Yang Le and ran all the way with the crowd.
When he was running away, Yang Le also saw that the little black fat was putting away his audio equipment with a frightened face, and after his friends shouted at him twice, he hurriedly ran away.
"Oh!
Oooh!
” "Hey!!
Hey!!
” The sound of restless locomotives and frivolous screams kept coming out.
Later, I saw a group of people, dressed in uniform motorcycle vests, swaggering through the market with the three-beat horseshoe prints of the Harley-Davidson engine.
Yang Le and the others hid to the side and watched, at this time, Crete's hand was tightly holding the pistol in his arms, and he had the intention of being on guard at any time.
"They're bikers?"
Yang Le watched from the side and said thoughtfully.
The bikers, he remembered, he met in Moscow last year, and he took it in, at that time it was for the convenience of doing things in the future, but then he didn't go to Moscow again, and the bikers over there were just like that, but he would still occasionally learn about the situation.
After all, the Norman Angus still has his poison.
"Huh, that little fat man?"
At this time, Yang Le saw that the little fat man hadn't left at this time!
He still cowered and hid to the side, trembling all over, holding his head, and muttering in a low voice: "Can't see me, can't see me, they can't see me!"
” “no！
Yang, leave him alone, it's going to be dangerous for us to go out now, we're all public figures, and we'll be taken special care of by them!
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Crete didn't want Yang Le to run out at such a time, so he hurriedly shouted.
“hey！
boy！
Get out of here now!
” Naturally, the little black fat man will be discovered, but the biker party will be so good at talking and let him leave directly?
The little fat man couldn't believe his ears, these bastards actually let themselves go?
"Y-Can I really leave?"
"Get out!
Get out of here, right away!
The biker man yelled.
At this time, Yang Le was stunned, only to feel that this voice was a little familiar!
The little fat man hurriedly packed up his things, and then ran away like a ball of meat.
And the direction he ran in turned out to be Yang Le's side!
"Yang, it's time for us to leave, don't look any further."
At this time, Crete on the side hurriedly said.
"Hey!
Hey!
Dude, are you from Huaxia?
” Just as Yang Le and the others were about to leave, they saw this little fat man running to Yang Le and beckoning while pulling his small car with a stereo.
Yang Le glanced at him, and his funny appearance made him feel the urge to laugh.
"yes."
He said with a smile.
This little fat man gives him a very good feeling, which is quite interesting.
As soon as he heard that Yang Le was a Chinese, the little fat man's face instantly showed joy.
"Really?"
The little fat man looked at Yang Le in disbelief: "Do you have any way to prove it?"
I have seen many people who claim to be Chinese, but in the end they are fake and deceive my feelings. ” Yang Le listened, and he had a feeling of being scorched by thunder.
Shrimp ghost?
Trick your feelings?
You're a black chubby......
How old are you?
What's the use of lying to you?
"And how do I prove it?"
Yang Le looked at this serious little fat man with a smile and asked.
The little fat man was really very decent, his index finger and thumb were ninety degrees apart, and he thought seriously about it against his chin.
"Why don't you sing me a Chinese song, you want to sing Huaxia Yang!
Huaxia Yang, do you know?
Yang, Yang Le!
” As he spoke, the little fat man suddenly put down his hand holding the little car, kicked and punched him and said, "Huang Feihong!
Do you know?
” "Huh?
Are you a fan of Once Upon a Time?
Yang Le asked with interest.
I didn't expect that this little fat man was still his fan?
The world is so small, isn't it?
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I saw that the little fat man wiped his nose with his thumb very cowhide and said, "ofurse!
I'm a fan of Wong Fei Hung, and my favorite star is Huaxia Yang!
If you are from Huaxia, you must know who Huaxia Yang is, right?
” "Yes, of course I do!"
Yang Le said with a smile, can he still know himself?
"Then you can give me a piece of "Men Should Be Self-Improvement"!"
When the little fat man said the title of the song, it was still in Huaxia, which sounded non-standard, but it was still quite interesting.
"Yang!"
Crete was already in a hurry.
Because he felt that tonight was not very peaceful: "We should leave!"
” However, Yang Le had no intention of leaving.
In fact, there are a lot of people hiding under the buildings here, both black and white, and they have not left.
"Okay, but you have to tell me first, why do you like Huaxia Yang?"
Yang Le asked with a smile.
"I love his kung fu and his music!
Love his dancing too, love his magic tricks!
In my heart, He is God!
” Speaking of Yang Le, the expression on the little fat man's face can be said to be full of admiration, and he is almost enchanted.
Yang Le listened, he felt that he was a little great, he smiled and patted the little fat man's chubby head, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll sing it to you." ” After speaking, he sang the lyrics of "Men should be self-reliant".
After hearing this, the little fat man said with a look of surprise: "You are really from Huaxia!"
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