Chapter 24 Cute Asshole Next

Chapter 24 [Lovely Bastard] (Part 2) I am very familiar with this kind of look, and I have experienced it once! Just a year ago, I got on his boat. This guy took me the dollar bills of two travel bags and sent me ashore... Shit, two big bags of money! As a result, when he left, he only gave me a bag of clothes and a little change.

Captain Wick should be a very cunning businessman, but the only advantage is that he is still obedient.

He is greedy in the open place. If you negotiate good terms, he won't play any tricks to harm you.

As for his lion's mouth, that's what I'm willing to do.

And, at least he did save my life! If I hadn't been on his boat, I would have died at sea long ago.

Let's put it this way, he is a greedy bastard, but he is still a cute bastard.

"Yes, Captain Wick, I need help.

I need to get to the city as soon as possible!" I looked at him: "I have to give you a ride."

Wick smiled. He turned around and shouted to a few of his men, "Guys, we have one more guest. Well, Victor, you stupid cow, sit in the cargo hold in the back and move a seat for our guests."

I said sincerely, "Thank you, Captain Wick... I will definitely reward you when I get back downtown."

"Okay."

Wick waved his hand with a cunning smile on his face: "Just let me serve you once for free. For my old guests, I have always been treated preferentially. Besides, you paid too much last time, didn't you?" He winked at me.

After getting on the bus, Wick and I sat in the front row, and his group of men sat in the back cargo hold.

Wick sighed.

While taking out a dirty handkerchief from his arms to wipe the sweat on his face, he breathed: "God, fortunately with you, I have an excuse to drive these pigs behind.

These guys are too old to take a shower on the sea, and the car is filled with a desperate smell... Look, it's much better now.

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly glanced at a guy who was driving, with a friendly smile: "Oh, what I said doesn't include you, my dear Michael."

At my request, the car drove very fast.

I gave the address and asked to take me to a hospital first.

Because Ciro told me that after the Eighth Master was assassinated.

I was sent to that hospital.

"Okay, my friend, now you can tell me what terrible things have happened to you... Have you been robbed?" No."

I gritted my teeth and said, "It's just that I just jumped from thousands of feet and parachuted for the first time in my life.

So I'm a little embarrassed."

Wick blinked his eyes: "Skydiving? At night? In this kind of weather? Oh, my God, you are such a weirdo."

I smiled bitterly and didn't explain.

Then I asked, "What about you? Captain Wick.

It's so late, are you going to Vancouver with your hands?" Yes."

Wick pinched his nose: "These guys are too old to float on the sea. They have too much energy and have no place to vent. I took them to Vancouver, found a few women to calm down, and then drank two cups... The seafarers' life is like this."

The car was speeding. I looked at Wick and sighed in my heart: "I didn't expect you to help me at the critical moment, Captain Wick.

Thank you very much.

"Oh, I almost forgot. From tomorrow, you don't have to call me Captain Wick."

Wick smiled cunningly: "You should call me Mr. Wick, or Mr. Chairman of Wake."

"Oh?" I was a little surprised.

"Yes, business at sea is getting worse and worse."

Wick looked more serious: "So, I have registered a fishing company and bought a few more fishing boats.

Now, my Wick Fishery Company already owns four fishing boats. I just came back from my last time to sea. My captain's position has been given to my first mate. From tomorrow on, I don't have to go to sea. I just sit in the office, drink coffee and wait to count the money.

Don't worry about the police, don't worry about the coast guard, I'll do proper business in the future!" He looked at me with a smile: "Oh, by the way, thank you very much.

The large amount of money you paid me last time helped me a lot. If I didn't have that money, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the financial ability to buy three more boats.

"Oh? That's really to congratulate you."

I hesitated for a moment and wondered, "But... can fishery companies make money? Your former business..." What I mean right is that Wick should be able to understand.

Although he only had one boat in the past, the illegal business of smuggling, smuggling and so on was naturally profiteering! Although I have four boats in the future, I'm afraid it may not be so profitable to do a proper fishing business.

Wick is a smart man. Naturally, he understands what I mean. He sighed and lowered his voice. This time he spoke Chinese! After all, he is a mixed race, and his Chinese is still very good.

"You don't know, something has happened at sea recently. It's too dangerous to do business now. I have made enough money, and all my men have families, so I can't let them take risks.

In the future, I will open this fishing company. My people all have food to eat, and more importantly, it is safe... I won't lose my life confusedly.

I looked at Wick in surprise.

He should be an old man running in the sea. Is there something wrong with his job?" Alas, it's not the struggle between the Vietnamese and the Chinese.

Wick curled his lips: "Don't you know what's going on this year? Drug cultivation in South America is under harvest.

The whole of North America needs to get drugs from other places, so the Vietnamese, Indians, and the Chinese gang are trying to find a way to get a boat... The ship is the most important now! Many of my colleagues used to be smuggling as well as smuggling and drug transportation, but I don't want to touch drugs... Damn it, Captain Wick has a good reputation in this industry. The delivery is timely, and there is never a problem. As a result, everyone comes to me to help them transport drugs.

Even if you are Chinese, Indians can't afford to provoke me.

Those Vietnamese monkeys are so annoying! They are a bunch of crazy people, an old friend of mine and a captain.

Rejected the Vietnamese. As a result, last week, he died at sea. His ship was sunk into the sea by a fire. None of the sixteen crew members on the ship ran back, and all of them died.

Vietnamese! A glimmer of light flashed in my eyes.

"You don't know, in fact, I have something to do with the big circle."

Wick's words shocked me.

I stared at him: "Big circle? You?" Wick misunderstood the reason for my surprise and said with a smile, "Yes, big circle.

But I'm not a purebred Chinese.

I am a local-born Chinese, and I can only be regarded as a periphery in the big circle, and I don't belong to the big circle.

It's just related to them, and it often helps them transport something.

My friend, you won't be afraid of me because I'm a big circle, will you? I know that the big circle has a bad reputation in Canada, and many people think that the big circle will kill people..." Periphery members? Cooperative relationship? I see.

Indeed.

The composition of the big circle is very strange. Other gangs are trying their best to recruit people, but the big circle.

is the one who pays the most attention to "blood" among all gangsters.

If you are not a purebred Chinese, it is difficult to become a real big circle! It's like I'm divided into a site with Shiro now. There are more than a dozen or twenty little brothers in the site, and there are also a lot of people in the restaurant. These are gangsters, but only me, Ciro, and the nine brothers we brought out of the car repair yard are the real big circle! Other places.

are all peripheral molecules.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Wick thought that I was just surprised and didn't care, but continued, "I'm friends with Daquan. I once helped Daquan transport something and people.

But recently, the Vietnamese seem to be fighting with the big circle. I'm just a businessman, but I don't want to fight and kill. My people and I are both seamen, not soldiers.

So, after thinking about it, I decided to retire.

Open a company and live a stable life in the future.

"Good, this decision is also good."

I sighed and didn't say much.

Wick smiled, but a strange look flashed in his eyes: "To be honest, I'm afraid it will take some time for me to make this decision, but today, on our way back to sea, at sea, I saw some terrible things with my own eyes, such scenes, which prompted me to make this decision... Well, when I got ashore two hours ago, I immediately called a company and told them that I had decided to buy their fishing boat... It turned out that I might have to think about it for a long time.

"What? What's the matter?" The muscles on Wick's face twitched, tore off his captain's hat and wiped his face hard. His eyes were very strange, as if he had seen something terrible.

"Hell, it's hell!" He took a breath and his eyes flinched: "On the east coast, about 20 nautical miles from the shore, there is a small island. There was nothing on that island, and there was only an abandoned lighthouse.

But I know that there are some people living there on the island recently, which seems to be from the big circle. When I came back from the sea, I passed by the island and was going to sell them some food and fresh water.

As a result, this time I just went to the island..." My heart moved, my eyes flashed, and my heart was bright! The island? Island!! Living in a big circle on the island?! I understood in an instant... It must be a drug!! The drugs that the eighth master got through Hongda were not hidden in the car repair yard. They must have been hidden on that island! If that island, like Wick said, has only one abandoned lighthouse, then it is a natural good place for storing things!! And isolated from the outside world, no one will go, and the danger of exposure is very small... And on the island, it is very safe!! And then?" After I thought about it here, my heart tightened. From Wick's words, I already understood that something unfortunate must have happened! Wick took a deep breath: "Dead! It's all dead!" The muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, and then he was suddenly a little irritable. He took out a cigarette from his words and lit a twig for himself, because his hands trembled a little, and it took him three times to light the fire.

After smoking, Wick calmed down a little. He said in a low voice, "It's not that I haven't seen a dead person, and it's not that I haven't killed anyone... But that kind of killing method, even going to hell will be cursed!"