The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Jack looking around, Hannah felt a little strange.

"Why are these guys so honest? I thought these speedsters, uh, Harley enthusiasts would be less disciplined."

Jack whispered in Hannah's ear.

"This is Texas, and these local motorcycle gangs usually keep their distance from the general public and never actively provoke them, and you look at their average age."

Perhaps it was because most of them had shaved heads or various strange hairstyles, and distinctive beards. Jack had not paid much attention to the ages of these people before. After Hannah reminded him, he discovered that the group of motorcycle riders in front of him, Many of them looked to be in their sixties or seventies, and the youngest was at least forty or fifty.

Hannah continued to popularize the science, "These guys are different from the gang members you know. There are two waves of people here, this gang, they are the famous 'villains', and they often go to orphanages. Giving toys to kids, taking kids for rides on Harleys.”

Jack looked at the group's logo, which showed a little man wearing a sombrero with a bulging belly, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other.

"The group over there is called the Cossack Club. About three or four years ago, the two groups got into a fight over jealousy at a Double Winds restaurant in Waco, and it developed into a fight. A total of 9 people and 18 people died. Seriously injured."

"Then after the police arrived, they united and exchanged fire with the police. In the end, nearly 200 people were arrested."

Hannah's voice was not quiet, and was heard by an old guy wearing a 'Villain' logo next to him, who immediately made an unconvinced rebuttal.

"Fake, it's those damn police who don't follow the rules. They called the 'SWAT' team and secretly hid on the roof. They waited until we finished the fight before rushing down."

This old guy wearing a hole-in-the-wall denim vest was obviously one of the people present at the time. Seeing him staring at Hannah fiercely for a long time, Jack was already thinking about how to protect Hannah when the fight broke out. When he ran out of here, he just heard him yell.

"Hey guys, look who it is, the Stephens chick, she's back."

"Whoa oh"

There was a sudden roar in the restaurant, almost everyone's eyes were turned here, and Hannah had to stand up and wave to everyone.

"Aha, I didn't expect you to be so famous here." Jack was speechless as he felt that he was almost hurt by this unexpected turn.

With a bang, two bottles of ice Budweiser were placed heavily in front of the two of them.

"Welcome back, Stephens girl, your parents are good people."

While delivering the wine, the old guy didn't forget to give Jack a provocative look.

"Hey kid, your car is pretty well modified."

There was this one among the Harleys that Jack met in Sonora before co-writing. He was still picking up girls at his age. He was really old-hearted.

"Daddy had a good relationship with some of them back then. When something happened to our family, many of them wanted to help, although there wasn't much they could do."

Hannah continued, her tone a bit hard to explain: "These people have their own values. Although some of them sell gunfire, transport drugs, and collect protection fees from skilled women, if you see someone attacking the poor or children, They will also step in to help.”

It sounded a bit like those 'rangers' in ancient Siris. Jack curled his lips, a little disapproving. In the previous life, those 'good girls' who had tattoos, smoked, drank, and had their hair permed (but not permed) probably learned from them, right?

"For example, in the fight I mentioned before, there were many people watching nearby, and there were many children, but no innocent people were injured. Before the police arrived, they were all beating each other with chains and the like. , and later the police couldn’t do anything to them, and they released all the people they arrested after a few months.”

"That's because we are united enough. At that time, we and the Sons of the Beach from the Cossack Club organized thousands of people to take to the streets to protest against these bastard police officers." The old guy who was still eavesdropping showed a proud expression. .

Hannah didn't say anything, but smiled and lifted up her denim jacket, revealing the FBI badge on her waist. The old guy turned his head angrily.

"Hi, handsome guy, we meet again, remember to vote for me."

Feeling that his arm was hit hard by an elastic air bag, Jack subconsciously turned his head to look, and a pair of mountain peaks that he had only seen a few hours ago appeared in front of him.

Isn't this the waitress I met at the gas station before? It seems that the red and black plaid denim bra that can't be covered with anything is the uniform of this restaurant.

The waitress placed a steaming tomahawk steak on the table for two, winked at Jack, and pointed to the small note in the tray.

"My name is Barbie, the fourth name above."

Jack was curious, pointing to the first 'Bobby', which was obviously a male name, and asked, "Who is this?"

The waitress named Barbie winked at him again: "That's our chef. Our rule is that male chefs can also participate, but you don't want to vote for him, right?"

After the waitress left, facing Hannah's interested eyes, Jack had to cough slightly and tried to explain: "You won't believe it. Just a few hours ago, she gave me the middle finger."

As he spoke, he picked up the pen and put a check mark behind the name 'Bobby'. Hannah picked up the beer bottle and took a sip, but still couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

The tomahawk steak tasted okay, and the fries were cooked well. Jack felt that his vote for the chef was not in vain.

After he and Hannah drank their second bottle of beer, the heated atmosphere in the restaurant reached a climax. A host took a microphone and started singing loudly. The sound of knocking on the table mixed with cheers, and from time to time there was a burst of warm applause. .

Even Jack, who never liked to take the initiative to participate in this kind of atmosphere, was led by Hannah. Whenever the host gave the chef named 'Bobby' a vote, he knocked on the table with the others. Making noises.

Sure enough, in the end, 'Bobby' lived up to expectations and won the title of 'Miss Double Feng' in the restaurant with 6 votes ahead of the second place. He was pulled out of the kitchen, took off his greasy white chef's hat, and put on An exquisite silver crown.

The next scene got a little out of control. It seemed that because the two girls supported by the 'Villains' and the 'Cossack Club' both lost the election, the Harley enthusiasts on both sides escalated from quarrels to pushing each other, and some children around were also frightened. Dei cried loudly, seeing that the conflict was about to escalate into a fight.

"If you want to fight, get out and fight. There are children here." Hannah suddenly jumped on the table and roared like a lioness.

The restaurant suddenly became quiet, and even a few children were frightened and cried. The guys who were leading the trouble looked around and found that the ordinary people around them were looking at them with unkind expressions and put their hands on their waists.

A few old guys took a sip angrily, and actually dragged each other out of the restaurant, and exchanged fists and fists in the parking lot.