Captain William should be a very cunning businessman, but the only advantage is that he is still abiding by the rules. He is greedy because he is greedy and has negotiated conditions. He will not use any tricks to harm you. As for his lion's words, it is Bao Bei who is willing. Moreover, at least he did save my life. If he hadn't been on his ship, he would have died at sea.

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

"Yes, Captain William, I need help. I need to get to the city as soon as possible." Bao Bei looked at him: "I have to take your car."

William smiled, and he turned to his men and shouted, "Guys, we have one more guest, well, Victor, you stupid cow, sit me in the cargo hold in the back and move our guests a seat."

I said sincerely: "Thank you, Captain Wick... I will definitely repay you when I return to the city."

"Okay." Wick waved his hand, with a cunning smile on his face: "Just treat me as a free service to you. I have always treated my old customers preferentially. Besides, you paid too much last time, didn't you?" He blinked at me.

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

Wick sighed, and took out a dirty handkerchief from his arms to wipe the sweat from his face, and breathed a sigh of relief: "God, fortunately I have the excuse to drive these piglets to the back. These guys are too old to take a bath at the sea, and the car is filled with the smell of despair... You see, it's much better now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly glanced at a guy driving and smiled intimately: "Oh, what I said doesn't include you, my dear Meike.

At my request, the car drove very fast. I reported the address and asked to take me to a hospital first. Because Siro told me that after the eighth master was assassinated, he was sent to that hospital.

"Okay, my friend, now you can tell me what horrible things happened to you... Have you been robbed?"

"No." I gritted my teeth: "It's just that I just jumped from a height of thousands of feet, and I was parachuted for the first time in my life. So I was a little embarrassed."

Wick blinked: "Skydiving? At night? In this weather? Oh my God, you're such a weirdo."

I smiled bitterly and didn't explain. Then I asked back, "Where are you? Captain Wick. It's so late, are you going to Vancouver with you?"

"Yes." Wick pinched his nose: "These guys are too old to float on the sea, and they have too much energy to get rid of them. I took them to Vancouver to find a few girls to relieve the fire, and then have two drinks... This is how life in seafarers."

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

"Oh, I almost forgot, from tomorrow you don't have to call me Captain Wick." Wick smiled sly: "You should call me Mr. Wick, or Mr. Chairman Wick."

"Oh?" I was a little surprised.

"Yes, the business at sea is getting worse and worse." Wick looked serious: "So, I have registered a fishing company and bought a few more fishing boats. Now, my Wake Fishing Company already has four fishing boats. I just came back from my last trip to sea. My captain's position has been handed over to my first mate. From tomorrow, I won't have to go out to sea. 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 will do a legitimate business in the future." He looked at me with a smile: "Oh, by the way, thank you for this. The big reward you paid me last time helped me a lot. If I didn't have that money, I would probably not have the financial ability to buy three more boats at once."

"Oh? I really want to congratulate you." I hesitated for a moment and asked in confusion: "But... can fishery companies make money? Your previous business..."

What I mean now, Wick should be able to understand.

Although he had only one boat in the past, illegal businesses such as smuggling, smuggling, etc. naturally had huge profits. Although he owned four boats in the future, he would probably not be able to make such a profit in a legitimate fishery business...

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

"You don't know that something happened at sea recently. It's too dangerous to do business now. I have made enough money, and my subordinates have families and families, so I can't let them take risks. In the future, I will open this fishing company, and my subordinates will have food to eat. More importantly, safety... I won't lose my life in a mess.

I glanced at Wick in surprise.

He should be an old man who runs through the sea. Could it be that something went wrong with his business?

"Oh, it's not the struggle between Vietnamese and Chinese." Wick curled his lips: "Don't you know the situation this year? Drug planting in South America is not harvested. The whole of North America needs to get drugs from other places, so Vietnamese, Indians, and Chinese Gang are all trying to get ships... The ship is the most important now. Many of my colleagues are doing smuggling and smuggling, and drug transportation, but I don't want to touch drugs... Hell, Captain Wick is here

The industry has a good reputation, timely delivery, and never has any problems. As a result, everyone comes to ask me to help them transport drugs. Forget the Chinese, the Indians can't afford to mess with me. Those Vietnamese monkeys hate them so much. They are just a bunch of lunatics. An old friend of mine is also a captain. He rejected the Vietnamese. As a result, last week, he died on the sea. His ship was burned into the sea by a fire. None of the sixteen crew members on the ship ran back and were all dead.

Vietnamese

A glimmer flashed in my eyes.

"You don't know, actually I have something to do with Daquan." Wick's words shocked me. I stared at him with my eyes: "Daquan? You?"

Wick misunderstood the reason why I was surprised and smiled and said, "It's the land, the big circle. But I'm not a pure Chinese. The Chinese I was born in is only considered an outer periphery in the big circle, and I don't belong to the big circle. It's just that it has something to do with them, and often helps them transport things. My friend, you won't be afraid of me because I'm the big circle, right? I know that the big circle has a bad reputation in Canada, and many people think that the big circle will kill people..."

Peripheral members? Cooperation relationship?

I see.

Indeed, the composition of the big circle is very strange. Other gangs are desperately trying to grow and foster people, but the big circle is the one among all gangs who pay the most attention to "bloodline". If you are not pure-bred Chinese, it is difficult to become a real big circle. It is like I am now separated from Xiluo. There are more than a dozen or twenty little brothers in the territory, and there are many people in the restaurant. These are all gangsters, but only me, Xiluo, and the nine brothers we came from the repair yard, can be considered real big circles and other places. They are all peripheral elements.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Wick thought I was just surprised and didn't care. Instead, he continued: "Daquan and I are friends. I have helped Daquan transport some things and people. But recently, Vietnamese seem to be fighting with Daquan. I am just a businessman, but I don't want to fight and kill. My people and I are both sailors, not soldiers. So, after thinking about it, I decided to retire and start a company in the future to live a stable life."

"Okay, this decision is good," I sighed and said nothing.

Wick smiled, but a strange look flashed in his eyes: "To be honest, it may take some time for me to make this decision, but today, on the way back from the sea, I saw some terrible things on my own, and such a scene prompted me to make this decision... Alas, I got ashore two hours ago and 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."

"Things? What's the matter?"

The muscles on Wick's face twitched, and he pulled off his captain's cap and wiped his face hard. His eyes were very strange, as if he had seen something terrible.

"Hell is simply hell." He breathed out and his eyes flinched: "On the east coast, about twenty nautical miles away from the shore, there is a small island. There was nothing on the island originally, and there was only an abandoned lighthouse. But I know that some people live there recently, and it seems to be a large circle of people. When I came back from the sea, I passed by the island and prepared to sell some food and fresh water for them. As a result, I just went to the island this time..."

My heart moved, my eyes flashed, and my heart suddenly became bright

island?

island

Living in a large circle on the island?

I instantly understood... it must be the drugs brought by the Eighth Master of Drugs through Hongda. They were not hidden in the repair lot. They must be hidden in the island. If there is only an abandoned lighthouse like Wick said, then it is a natural and good place for storing things and is isolated from the outside world. No one will go there. The exposure is very small... and it is very safe on the island.

"What?" After thinking about this, my heart tightened. From Wick's words, I already understood that something unfortunate must have happened.

Wick took a deep breath: "The dead are all dead." The muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, and then suddenly became a little irritated. He took out a cigarette from the words and lit a piece for himself. Because his hands were a little shaking, he lit it three times before igniting the fire.

After taking a breath of cigarette, Wick calmed down a little. He said in a deep voice: "I have never seen dead people, nor have I ever killed people... But such a killing method will be cursed even if I go to hell" (
Chapter completed!