Chapter 636 Don’t be scared when the time comes
After living in a foreign country for so long, many of Xiao Peng's habits have undergone drastic changes.
Take the "Bounce Disco" incident for example. China is known as the nightmare of "international DJs". In recent years, many top international DJs have been invited to China to participate in electronic music festivals, but the audience couldn't get excited at all.
The Chinese people tend to be more introverted: shouldn’t things like dancing be done in nightclubs?
But in the West, it's a different story. In fact, many nightclubs here have dance floors built right out in the open air, especially in resorts. As long as there's music, they'll have a blast. "Graveside disco" isn't uncommon here: you can actually see people dancing to music in several cemeteries in Paris...
Xiao Peng was still chatting and laughing with a few girls when Powder Keg came over: "Attila, Trapped Beast, they're here!"
"Finally here!" Xiao Peng stood up and said, "You go first, I'll tell my friend and I'll be right there!"
"Okay!" 'Powder Keg' nodded and left.
Xiao Peng turned to Shao Feng who was not far away and said, "Shao Feng, wait here for me. I'm going to go play with them!"
"Fuck, why didn't you call me for such a fun thing?" Shao Feng said something to the girl next to him. The girl answered him a few words and kissed him on the cheek. Shao Feng then came to Xiao Peng and said, "I have to follow!"
Xiao Peng was furious when he saw this. "Oh my god, how did you two communicate? One speaking English, the other Arabic. It's like you're talking at cross purposes, right? And yet, judging by their expressions, they both understood each other?"
What was this? A tacit understanding, or just pretending to understand each other? Why did Xiao Peng feel like it was more of the latter?
"You want to take my car?" Xiao Peng asked in confusion, "Can't you just continue playing here? Why are you joining in the fun?"
Shao Feng said, "I'm just sitting around doing nothing. It's boring without you here!"
Xiao Peng was stunned for a moment, then said, "Are you afraid they'll torment you? Don't worry, you're my friend, no one dares to touch you."
"Who's afraid?" Shao Feng looked as if someone had stepped on his tail: "I'm not afraid!"
Xiao Peng laughed heartily. "Don't explain. Explanation is covering up, and covering up is telling stories. You want to ride in my car? Sure, but I'll be frank. Don't get scared and pee yourself. I won't be responsible!"
Shao Feng said disdainfully: "Come on, you didn't even know where I was when I was playing with cars! Is there any man who doesn't like cars? I don't believe there is anyone in our area who is better at playing with cars than me! Can you piss yourself when riding in a car? Are you looking down on me?"
Xiao Peng laughed and said, "Alright, I just like the way you brag when you disagree with something. Let's go!"
"Who is that 'trapped beast'?" Shao Feng, following Xiao Peng, asked in confusion, "Such a big deal? Do we have to wait for him before we can start?"
"He's the biggest gang boss in Bobigny. He's quite polite to me," Xiao Peng introduced. "He's much more powerful than the 'Powder Keg'. He has some respect here, after all, he's from the provincial capital, right?"
After hearing this, Shao Feng was filled with emotion.
Department 93 does have a name, called 'Seine-Saint-Denis', but even the locals of Department 93 are reluctant to say that they are from 'Seine-Saint-Denis'. They all lament that they are not real French.
As a 'province', it must have a 'provincial capital', which is the city of Bobigny.
In fact, Bobigny is very close to Paris, less than ten kilometers away. After all, how big is France? In China, Bobigny is at most a "town", but here it is a "city".
Despite its proximity to Paris, the French themselves have nicknamed it "Hell." It's full of government-built low-rent housing, and the French population probably makes up less than 10% of the local population. The rest are Arabs, blacks, Roma, Asians, and of course, Chinese.
How bad is the security there? Even the police in uniform don't dare to go out on the streets alone!
Such a situation is simply unimaginable in China.
There are two hottest businesses there. One is the emergency hospital, which sees twenty times the average number of patients admitted daily to hospitals across France. Almost all of them are victims of fights...and the other hottest business is drugs. The annual drug trade in the 93rd department exceeds one billion euros.
Can a man who can be a gang boss in a place like that be a simple person?
This guy is quite polite to Xiao Peng? Is he bragging?
Huh? Someone like that bets five thousand? Something seems amiss...
"Fuck!" Xiao Peng suddenly cursed.
Shao Feng was stunned: "Who are you scolding?"
As a result, he looked forward and understood immediately: he saw a muscular black man standing on the roof of Xiao Peng's car and posing facing the "powder keg"!
"Get the hell down here!" Xiao Peng pointed at the black man on the roof of the car.
Powder Keg said to Xiao Peng, "Attila, I'll get him down right away!"
But after hearing this, the black man not only didn't come down, but instead challenged Xiao Peng, "Are you the Chinese guy named 'Attila'? You don't look that great! Listen carefully, I am..."
"I don't care who you are!" Before he could finish his words, Xiao Peng walked over, grabbed his ankle, and without a word, swung it around like a sandbag and slammed it to the ground. After a scream, the black man fell silent, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.
The scene immediately became quiet, and everyone was looking at Xiao Peng.
"Hasn't anyone told him that stepping on other people's cars is very rude? Let me discipline such an uneducated person. No need to thank me." Xiao Peng said calmly: "Is there anyone else who wants to step on my car?"
There was silence at the scene.
Shao Feng finally understood why everyone here gave Xiao Peng face. It turned out that they were scared of him!
"Powder Keg, who is this idiot?" Xiao Peng asked Powder Keg, "How dare anyone touch my car here?"
Powder Keg coughed dryly. "Attila, I really didn't see you just now. When I went to call you, you were already like this! This guy came here with Trapped Beast."
Xiao Peng scratched his head and turned to look at the two men to the side. Both were black, one tall and burly, the other less than 1.7 meters tall. Shao Feng guessed that the tall man was the "trapped beast." No wonder he was the boss; he looked like he was not to be trifled with.
"Trapped beast, what do you want to do today? You make all of us wait for you, and you let people step on my car?" Xiao Peng ended up talking to the short man.
Shao Feng could clearly see the tension on the trapped beast's face. Wasn't this the Bobigny gang boss? Why was he so frightened? What had Xiao Peng done?
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