Part II Chapter 1 Appointment

Part 2 Chapter 1 [Appointment] (Part I) In the early morning, I just got up, took a shower, shaved my beard, and changed into a set of clean clothes. The weather in Canada is still very cold, especially in October.

I put on a leather coat, and the leather shoes were also polished.

Then I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself for a while. I was very satisfied with the man in the mirror, and then I went out.

Ciro has stood at the door, and this time all my brothers and I came back from Vietnam are standing outside.

We returned to the car repair yard last night. This morning, the eighth master wanted to see us.

Although no one ordered, when our group came out, except for Ciro, the other seven or eight brothers seemed to be used to walking behind me. This feeling gave me a sense of accomplishment, but soon I looked back at them and laughed and scolded, "Why? What's up? Did you all sleep with weak legs? Why do you walk so slowly? I slowed down, raised my hand casually to pick up a brother's shoulder, and gently beat him at the same time.

I know that although I have initially established my own prestige among these people, it is not the time for me to show off.

The eighth master still didn't go back to the parking lot today, and we took the bus and went to the eighth master's residence.

The driver is a young man who looks a little nervous.

I don't know this young man. It seems to be the home of the eighth master - which makes me more or less emotional.

When Tiger was still alive, these things were done by Tiger.

I felt that the young man couldn't help peeking at me along the way, and there was a kind of excitement in his eyes.

Holding the steering wheel in his hand, his body was straight, obviously very nervous.

"What's wrong?" I smiled.

"Little Five... Oh, no, I mean, Little Five!" He immediately said excitedly, "I've heard a lot about you... I... I admire you very much."

I smiled and patted him on the shoulder from the back door: "Drive carefully."

"Don't worry!" The young man seemed to be very excited: "I've seen the scene of you killing Sha Liang that day... You're great!" I smiled and looked into his eyes from the inverted mirror. A second later, I was sure that he was a simple young man, with only simple respect and some impulse in his eyes.

So I asked, "Have you been following the Eighth Master all the time?" I don't seem to have seen you."

"Hmm."

The young man nodded and thought for a moment, "I have been staying with the eighth master to take care of him.

It turns out that Tiger is our boss, but it's a pity..." There was a trace of gloom in his eyes.

I didn't say anything, I just sighed.

The public announcement is that Tiger died in Vietnam in order to carry out his mission.

This is a public statement to the public, and now the only one who knows the truth is me and Ciro.

Of course, there is also the eighth master himself.

Looking at the gloomy eyes of the young man, I suddenly whispered, "How do you feel to be with the eighth master?" It's good."

He smiled, but then he was a little helpless: "But I still want to do something... It's better to be by your side! You do big things!" He seemed to realize that he was a little too excited. He restrained his tone a little and whispered, "Many of our brothers respect you very much."

"Of course!" A brother beside me said proudly, "That sand tiger, that double-flowered red stick, over the years, I don't know how many masters have been disabled... As a result, on the stage, three times and two times, it was killed by our fifth brother! Humph!!" I shook my head and smiled.

Just look at the young man driving in front of him: "What's your name?" My friends call me little pig."

He smiled and was a little embarrassed: "Because I can sleep and eat..." I nodded: "If you want to work with me, there may be a chance."

There are several places where the eighth master lives, and he usually does not live in the same place for a long time.

This is also to ensure safety.

We took the bus all the way to the dock, and then on the dock, I saw the Baye's cruise ship parked on the edge of the dock, and the white paint was very new.

This is a standard luxury yacht, which can't be the same as Vietnam's dilapidated ship.

Our group got on the ship. I saw that there were still four or five crew members on the ship, all of whom were young people. Everyone had a capable expression and quick movements.

It seems that the Eighth Master still has left some good subordinates around him! The eighth master was wearing a nightgown, and he sat on the upper deck of the yacht, blowing the sea breeze and sitting on a chair.

There is a table in front of him, on which is his breakfast.

It's a piece of cooked calf loin, a glass of milk, and half a small piece of melon.

The eighth master is concentrating on cutting meat with a knife in his hand.

When we came to him, he just said in a very calm tone, "Sit down."

I feel that the eighth master seems to have lost some weight.

He gently cut the beef loin on the plate without raising his head. The crew immediately brought a few chairs next to him. I sat down first, and the other brothers around me hesitated for a moment.

Only Ciro sat beside me, and the other brothers were consciously standing behind me... I noticed that there was an imperceptible surprise in the eyes of the eighth master, but he covered it well.

The eighth master finally raised his head, put the last piece of beef sirloin in his mouth, chewed it fully, swallowed it, and took another sip of milk. Then he sighed, then looked up at us and smiled, "Sorry, I'm old, I always have to know some ways to nourish myself... When I eat, I It will affect digestion.

Then, he waved his hand, and immediately a crew member came and took down the shovel in front of him.

The eighth master leaned against the chair, his eyes turned around on us, and finally fell on me: "How about Vietnam?" Fortunately, everything is done.

I answered calmly.

"Well, I know."

The eighth master smiled and said, "I've seen Hong Da... You've done a good job this time.

The effect is also beyond my expectation... But why did you stay in Vietnam and didn't come back?" I smiled.

I stayed in Vietnam because of the female killer under Tiger, but if I say that female killer, I will inevitably get involved in the fact that Tiger is a traitor.

Tiger's identity as a traitor is secret within the organization and cannot be disclosed to the public, otherwise it will damage the morale of his brothers.

So I began to think of an excuse: "I met a Vietnamese gang at the airport, but the situation was so urgent that I couldn't get on the plane, so I had to run out."

"Hmm."

The eighth master did not ask. He was silent for a while, looked at the sea beside him, sighed gently, and whispered, "It's just a pity for Tiger..." I noticed that everyone around him showed a sad and gloomy expression, even the crew around the eighth master.

The eighth master is in a state of mind...

I saw that there seemed to be a trace of complicated look flashing in his eyes.

I think that although Tiger's death has something to do with the Eighth Master, at this time, he will inevitably think of Tiger's good to him.

People are all like this.

"Well, many old brothers have gone over the years."

The eighth master's tone was a little confused: "Now as soon as Tiger left, there is another person around me who can help me share my worries... And there is also the matter of repairing the parking lot... Alas!" The anger is a little dull.

The eighth master rubbed his face, and then smiled: "When you are old, you will sigh too much when there is a place."

He then cheered up, "Well, you all worked hard in Vietnam, especially Siro and Xiao Wu.

You two did a good job this time.

Here, everything we do is a clear reward and punishment. If you make contributions, you will naturally be rewarded.

He smiled and threw an electronic car key from the crew beside him.

When I catch it, I heard the eighth master laughing and saying, "Xiao Wu, this car will be given to you.

You will definitely like it."

"Thank you, Master Ba!" I have a respectful tone.

"And Silo..." The eighth master thought for a moment, "Before you went to Vietnam, what I made was that when you came back, I planned to hand over the territory left after the death of the sand tiger to Tiger.

And you go to be his assistant... Now... Tiger is dead... You... After all, you are too young. I'm afraid you can't cover that site alone.

Well, that site, you can carry it with Xiao Wu.

What's the matter? You two discuss and make the decision by yourself. You don't have to report some small things to me.

I took a look at Ciro and found that he was also looking at me.

There was obviously some surprise and surprise in Siro's eyes.

Then we nodded together: "Yes."

I have a trace of vigilance in my heart... What is the intention of the Eighth Master's arrangement? Ciro and I discussed making the decision... But he didn't explain who would be the boss and who would be the second.

On any site, it is impossible to have two bosses at the same time, right? This is not up to the rules! When the two have different opinions, who do they listen to? Did he think... I frowned. Did Master Eight deliberately want us to contain each other?" And the matter of repairing the car..." The eighth master's fingers gently knocked on the table a few times.

I know that every time he makes a major decision, this is his habit.

The repair yard... Tiger has always been in charge of the repair yard. Now Tiger is dead, and my reputation among my brothers is in full power. Will he let me take care of the repair yard? My heart moved.