Chapter 4 Peace Hotel 2

Sharif's words were heard by an old man in black beside him, and he scolded angrily: "You are greedy xx, take shortcuts xx, God can't save your xxx, you still want people to respect you? I will trust you xxx xxx."

Alvin lost his mind. The old man in black spoke very fast, he seemed to be used to the rules here, every time he used swear words, he would use some black slang words that not everyone could understand.

But you can scold so smoothly in this way, you have to admire the rap talent of black people.

Foggy no ran over excitedly and high-fived the old black man, and said with a smile, "Old Kent, good job!"

Sharif was angry, looked at the two of them, and wanted to swing his fist, but he never dared to act.

At this time, the wooden door of the restaurant was opened, and a beautifully dressed Eastern European young woman pushed open the door and walked in.

She glanced at the restaurant, walked straight to the bar, lifted his chin and tilted her head at Sharif, gesturing for him to move away.

An angry Sharif smiled shyly and said, "Hi, Dalia." As a greeting, holding his water glass, he found the seat that the guest had just left, and sat down there.

The glamorous young woman sat gracefully on a round stool at the bar, nodding and greeting several people around her.

With a flourish, she took out a cigarette, lit it, held her cheek with one hand, and held the cigarette in the other, watching Alvin who was busy in the bar.

Jessica placed a glass of lemonade in front of the glamorous young woman and said bluntly, "Miss Dalia, smoking is not allowed here."

Dalia, a beautiful mature woman, looked at Jessica, smiled and said, "Oh, lucky girl. Can I finish this cigarette? I don't think there are a few guys around here who would mind." After finishing speaking, her beautiful eyes swept to the left and right of the bar.

Several men nearby, except Matt, nodded subconsciously.

Jessica glared at the people with a dissatisfied look, ignored their protests, and gave the prepared steak to Matt, the blind man, and handed the knife and fork to Matt's hands.

Ten stoves were turned on at the same time, and the steaks were soon finished and delivered to the guests.

Alvin wiped his hands with a towel and went to the bar, to pour himself a beer.

"Alvin, you have to look after Saul and Dom. I just saw them kicking beautiful women out of the restaurant. No wonder there are always some smelly men here." Dalia looked at Alvin who was busy, then said with a smile before covering her mouth.

Completely ignoring the gazes of a group of "stinky men" looking at him.

Alvin ignored Dalia's words, but shouted at Nick, who was arguing with old Stan, about whether Batman or Captain America was better: "Nick Custer, it's 8:30, I'll come at 10 p.m. Check your homework, and if you haven't finished, you still have an hour and a half. You don't want to know how I'm going to punish you, kid, you lazy kid."

Nick cradled his head in his irritated hands, screamed in pain, pushed his wheelchair and rushed to the bar, to the small door next to the stove, opened the door, stood on one leg, and jumped to the foot of the second step. Before trying to climb the stairs as soon as possible.

A group of diners in the restaurant laughed, and Foggy even shouted mockingly: "Nick, you have to hurry, I don't want to see you pushing a wheelchair to sweep the streets, haha!"

Nick listened, grabbed the handle, turned around and looked at Foggy, and quickly jumped towards the second floor.

When the door closed automatically, Dalia put out the cigarette in her hand, took out a bundle of banknotes, totaling 20 thousand dollars from her handbag and pushed it towards Alvin.

Looking into Alvin's eyes, you could see that in Dalia's eyes there was prayer, longing and a little lack of confidence.

Alvin looked at the $20,000 in front of him, shook his head, took half of it, and pushed the other half back in front of Dalia, saying, "I know you have some new girls smuggled in from Eastern Europe. Send the minors to school and pay me $100 a month from now on, let the girls who want serious business save their money and get out of here."

Dalia shook her head and said, "That's not legal, if you just charge me $100, the rest of the gang will find out, and we'll all be in trouble. Now me and the girls are fine, and actually they are quite nice. Last week, two girls saved enough money to move to Los Angeles."

Then Dalia gave the money to Alvin, "Accept it Alvin, you are a good person, I know you don't want anything from us, even the flesh and blood of this woman, but I beg you to accept it, I really can't accept our existence being controlled by gangsters other." Dalia's face showed a pleading expression, which made people feel very pity.

"Take it, Alvin, we all know you're a good guy and you'll keep them safe, but if you don't take the money, it's against the rules of Hell's Kitchen and the gangsters in the neighborhood will go crazy. We know you are not afraid of the gangsters, but this way, the women will be in danger." Old Kent beside him helped.

Alvin himself was a smart man, and what old Kent said made sense. He hesitated for a moment, then greeted the fat white Sharif, and said, "Let's take this money, 20 thousand, for 2 food trucks. If you take a shortcut, I will ask Sol to chat with you."

Sharif, slumping his shoulders, protested quietly: "$20,000 is just enough to buy a food truck. Alvin, you are a fair man, you can't make me suffer."

Alvin, poured another glass of beer and handed it to Sharif, "This is punishment for your greed, no next time, okay?"

Alvin's gentle expression frightened Sharif, and he said quickly: "Okay, okay, I know, there will be no problem, I promise!"

"Old Kent, who's got the toughest economy on the block? Just ask, do they want to run a food truck?" Alvin ignored Sharif's assurances, he was sure that Sharif would not dare to play with him.

Instead, he turned to ask old Kent.

Old Kent thought for a moment and said, "Lilith has three children to raise them alone. This is very difficult for him. She will need it. Archie's family of six will need him too, even though they don't have jobs at the moment."

"Then tell them and go to Sharif's garage to take a look. If you have special requirements, let Sharif change them directly." After that, he threw out Sharif who was desperately holding the money bag.

He said to a large black man, who was sitting at a dining table near the door devouring his food: "JJ, you are going, send Sharif, he alone will not be safe." JJ is a Marine Corps veteran, provoked After some trouble, he escapes to Hell's Kitchen and becomes security and driver for Alvin's restaurant.

"Okay, boss." JJ raised his head and swallowed the last piece of steak, drank a large glass of lemonade in one breath, stood up and said to Alvin, and greeted Sharif to leave the restaurant.

As soon as they opened the restaurant door, they saw a girl more beautiful than Dalia, followed by two police officers, and walked into the restaurant.

Seeing that the two police officers were acquaintances, JJ didn't think much, then took Sharif into the car and left there.

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