Chapter 22 "You are the coolest uncle!"
Three minutes ago.
"There are people armed with guns in bars, hotels, and gas stations. If you try to rob them, your head will be blown off!"
"But restaurants are different. When have you ever seen a restaurant with bodyguards? With guns?"
"Yes, they would never have thought that someone would rob a restaurant."
"And here, no one is trying to be a hero. You know what's the best thing? Restaurants, like banks, usually have insurance. The manager doesn't care how much money he has to rob. He just wants to send people away quickly. !”
"By the way, look around. The tables are almost full, and there are countless customers with countless wallets! After robbing the cashier, we can still make a lot of money from them!"
"Great idea!"
"Do you want to do it or not?"
"What do you think? I can't wait!"
The two kissed deeply and said affectionately to each other:
"I love you, little pumpkin."
"I love you more, little white rabbit."
After saying that, the two men got into a fight with guns!
(From the movie "Pulp Fiction")
"Fuck."
Seeing the man and woman threatening everyone with guns not far away, Lange couldn't help but cursed secretly.
It was his first time as an uncle to take Emma out for dinner, and he encountered such a mess. How could the male and female evil spirits be so short-sighted!
“Don’t be afraid.”
Lange glanced sideways at the man and woman who were flipping money at the cashier, and then comforted Emma: "They are just two little thieves. They will leave voluntarily after grabbing the money."
Emma nodded in understanding. She stared intently at the robber who was holding a gun against the manager, and whispered: "Can't they kill people?"
"kill?"
Lango glanced over there, and then said firmly: "I think they don't have that ability yet. Gangsters who dare to shoot and kill will not choose to rob in a restaurant."
"Don't worry," he gently held Emma's hand on the table and said seriously: "As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."
Feeling the warmth in her palms, Emma raised a smile on her lips, then deliberately leaned on the table, leaned close to Lango's ear and whispered: "Then will you catch them?"
Looking at the expectation in Emma's eyes, Lango shook his head slowly and said softly: "It is the police's job to catch the criminal. My task is to take good care of you."
Hearing this answer, Emma was obviously a little disappointed, silently retracted her seat, and turned her attention to the pair of mandarin duck thieves.
Lange smiled helplessly. He could understand Emma's fantasy of wanting her relatives to become heroes, but heroes are not that easy to make.
Of course, if he and Teddy were alone, he wouldn't mind fighting a crime, but now he had to prioritize Emma's safety. He didn't want to see any accidents happen to his sister's children.
After all, he's not strong enough to catch bullets with his bare hands.
At this time, at the cashier, it only took a while for the male robber responsible for robbing the counter to have robbed all the cash inside and threw it into the black trash can at hand.
After weighing the bag, he winked at the female robber who was controlling all the customers with a gun, indicating to her to watch the door.
Then he waved the gun in his hand and arrogantly shuttled between the tables, using the gun to threaten customers to hand over their property.
After seeing this, Lango, who originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, frowned slightly.
The bastard was so greedy. Not only did he steal the counter, he also took advantage of the customers.
After thinking about it, he took out his wallet and put it on the table.
In Lao America, most transactions over two hundred dollars are paid with credit cards, so except for those doing gray business, few people bring large amounts of cash with them.
Lange, who has been born and raised here for many years, is no different. He has more than three hundred dollars in his wallet, which is not as expensive as the bag that contains them.
Just think of it as a waste of money and disaster.
After a while, the man walked to their table carrying the increasingly heavy garbage bag.
After giving the guy a disdainful glance, Lango tapped the wallet on the table with his finger, indicating that he could take it away.
"I like your conscious attitude."
The male robber opened his wallet and took a look. When he saw the small amount of cash inside, he shrugged and threw it directly into the garbage bag.
Just as he was about to go to the next table, his steps suddenly stopped and he looked at Lango's wrist with sharp eyes.
"Oh oh oh look what I found?"
This guy stared at Lango's watch, and then laughed: "I knew I would meet a rich man today!" Then he put a gun to Lango's forehead and threatened in an arrogant tone: "Take off your watch. Give it to me! Don’t do anything stupid, I just want money.”
Feeling the cold touch of the gun muzzle, Lango glanced at this guy unhappily.
This watch was given to him by Cobb when he was in Africa. It was a Vacheron Constantin worth tens of thousands of dollars. When the curator first saw it, he always thought he was wearing a fake watch. Unexpectedly, a little thief noticed it this time.
The robber, who was still in excitement at this time, saw that he didn't make any move, and was about to pull off the safety to scare the guy. However, when he glanced at Emma who had been silent across the way, he sneered and turned the gun. .
"Let me say it for the last time," he pointed at Emma's head and said in a deep voice to Lango, "Take off that damn watch and give it to me!"
"Uncle." A trace of panic flashed across Emma's face, which was originally calm, and she looked at Rango cautiously.
"OK this is yours."
Lango took off his watch and took a deep look at the guy.
He has made up his mind to ask Kevin to investigate these two people later. This is Queens, and no one knows the situation here better than those black people.
At that time.
Just when Lange was already thinking about how to teach them a lesson afterwards, this guy was still not satisfied and shouted: "And your pockets, turn out all the contents inside and show them to me. Once again! You damn rich guy, who knows if you have anything good in your pocket!"
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Lange looked at this guy speechlessly. He guessed right. There was a gold-cast finger tiger and a Colt revolver that was a work of art in his pocket.
"Turn it out!"
Seeing that he was silent, the male robber was even more convinced that this guy had something good hidden in him. He directly pressed the muzzle of the gun in his hand against Emma's temple, as if he would shoot if he disagreed with her.
Seeing this, Lange shrugged and sighed, then looked at him and slowly said: "Puxi~ (softie)"
Under the influence of [Bear Taunt], the male robber who originally pointed the gun at Emma became furious as if he was possessed by an evil spirit, and immediately turned his gun towards Rango!
But just as he waved his arm, Lango jumped up from the sofa like lightning, quickly grabbed the robber's gun-holding wrist, and bent it backwards. With his cry of pain, the gun fell to the ground.
Catching the pistol in mid-air, Lange immediately fired a shot at the roaring female robber on the other side without hesitation. The bullet instantly hit her arm. When the gun was knocked down, the strong inertia also knocked the woman down. On the ground!
The situation has changed dramatically in the blink of an eye.
Lango raised his foot and kicked the male robber in the knee. After he knelt down in pain, he pinched his neck and slammed his head against the dining table in front of him.
Then, he pressed the guy's head on the table and stared at him fiercely, "You want to know what's in my clothes?!" he yelled angrily.
Snap——!
As he spoke, he slapped the revolver on his waist on the table, "Do you know now?!"
"Me me me"
The male robber was so frightened that his lips were trembling and he couldn't say a word. Just now a bullet had been wiped out from his ear, and now he could still hear his girlfriend's painful moans on the ground.
"I'm sorry! Please spare us!"
Looking at the trembling guy, Lange snorted disdainfully, then kicked him away.
He snapped his fingers twice at the restaurant manager who was staring blankly not far away, "Hello? Are you still looking? Call the police!"
"Huh? Oh! I'll report it now!"
The manager quickly ran to the phone and called 911. He still hasn't recovered from the situation.
The two robbers, who had been so ferocious a second ago, turned into two dead dogs and collapsed on the ground in the blink of an eye.
He dug out his wallet and watch from the trash can, and when Lango was about to comfort Emma, there was a sudden burst of cheers from around him.
The customers around him applauded and gave him thumbs up in appreciation.
Lango smiled at them, and then looked at Emma, who was already stunned.
"Are you scared?"
He promised guiltily: "It's my fault this time, but I promise it will never happen again in the future."
"No! This is so cool!"
Emma shook her head excitedly and threw herself into his arms, "You are the coolest uncle in the world!"
"The coolest uncle"
After hearing this title, Lango's heart seemed to be filled, and his eyes were filled with satisfaction.
Then he gently stroked Emma's head, with a mysterious look in his eyes.
"You think this is cool enough?"
(End of chapter)