Beast

Perot knew that he was going to deal with Fukang, but he didn't think about the means of dealing with it.He thinks kidnapping or hurting his family is a very despicable method-but who is to say that this is not the most effective method?

Perot has no family, and he never knew who his father was, which is very common in their Pu Sai Wan.

Gang rampage makes men always die when they are young and middle-aged, and the sexual liberation that blows like a frenzy makes young people indulge in the pursuit of pleasure.So single mothers with children are common, as are Perot's families.

His mother was a worker in a textile factory, and she left him after the textile factory closed down.

Abandoned—up to now, Perot doesn't know how the other party did it.

But maybe people living in Posai Wan have the consciousness of abandoning their wives and children, so his mother left so quietly, not even leaving him a farewell kiss.

Perot was 14 years old that year.

Maybe women think that although a 14-year-old child is not an adult, he should have the ability to earn a living.Perot can be an apprentice or something. With this little guy's cleverness and diligence, as long as someone is willing to accept him, he can eat.

Be an apprentice for a few years, and when you are old enough and an adult, you can find a job independently.

Perrault could open a small shop to mend shoes or purses, or work as a waiter in a hotel to open doors or serve dishes.If you really can't bear it, you can also work as a porter on the construction site or on the dock-she hopes that Perot can make his body stronger, she always tells him so.

Thinking about it now, she was probably already ready to throw him away.

The woman's vision is very optimistic, but it's a pity that Perot couldn't find anyone willing to take him in for a month after she left.He ate up everything at home, and was so hungry that he had to steal bread or pick up vegetables from the vegetable market.

He didn't go to school, and his mother was of course unwilling to invest more in him when he was already ready to give up.

The 14-year-old illiterate soon became hungry, and the moment of starvation was just around the corner.

But obviously fate had other arrangements for Perot, so instead of starving to death, Perot's life became brighter after the most difficult period passed.

When he was caught and beaten again for stealing bread, a young man approached him.The man picked up the emaciated Perot, who thought he was trying to steal his food.

There are too many poor people in Pu Sai Wan, and there are little brats like him everywhere.Little kids grow taller and become big kids, but that doesn't change their situation.They were hungry, thirsty, cold, and these tormenting things would make them do anything, even prey on poor children like themselves.

So even if Perot can snatch a loaf of bread, he must beware of the loaf being snatched again.

He resisted desperately, but as long as the opponent stretched out his hand, his small fist couldn't reach the enemy's body.

After waving it a few times, he was discouraged. He hadn't eaten anything, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

But just when he acquiesced that he was going to hand over the half-eaten bread, the man actually took out some broken money from his pocket.He put Perrault down and handed over the broken bills.

Perot didn't dare to take it, he was afraid that if he stretched out his hand, the man would withdraw it like a tease.

So they stared like this for a while, until the man patted the broken bills in Cepero's pocket and asked him—"Can you send me something, and I'll treat you to bread."

Perot was destined to go this way, after all, his first full meal was given by a drug dealer.

When he delivered the two newspaper-wrapped bricks to a certain store along the route indicated by the other party, he did get more money.

That bill was nice, not only for bread, but for a steaming cup of coffee.It melted away the cold of winter and allowed him to see signs of spring.

Then things became easier, and he started running errands for people.He was small, unobtrusive, and quick on his feet, making him a good delivery material.

Although he was young at that time, he vaguely knew that he was transporting drugs for drug dealers, or acting as an eyeliner for gangsters to monitor the traces of police patrols.

After doing this for a few years, Perot gradually grew taller, his head became bigger, and others stopped letting him run around.

So he started recruiting new kids.

Like the young man back then, he stopped in front of one or a few poor children whose eyes were full of starvation, stuffed some broken money into their dirty pockets, and then gave them a map or a walkie-talkie, telling them ——"Be obedient and deliver the goods. If you see the police, tell me."

He never felt that there was anything wrong with it. From the time he delivered the goods himself, to letting other children deliver the goods later, he felt that everything was justified—otherwise, if he didn’t do this, who would feed him?Who feeds them?

Does the government support it?Don't count on it.

Maybe the sun will be green tomorrow, more likely.

Growing up, Perot often wondered how his father or mother would feel if they were still in Pu Sai Wan and learned that their own son was one of the biggest drug lords in Pu Sai Wan.

happy?upset?pride?anger?he does not know.

No, Peron would rather they were all dead.

Blood is never the bond that binds two people, and Perot learned this truth from his own biological parents.

So he will regard those homeless children as objects of attention, Cuenca and Fukang as indispensable partners, and Mario as a friend who is better than a friend—even if Mario's proposal is difficult to accept.

When Pero came to Mario's villa, he was already waiting at the door, and it seemed that the meeting had ended for a while.

He opened wine for Perot, and sent C4 to play beside him, then sat down with Perot, looking at the beach not far away.

Mario knows how to enjoy, the location of this villa is very good, it is simply the most perfect sea view room.This corner of the beach is also a part that does not allow tourists to enter, so it is sparsely populated, the sea is clean and tidy, and when you look around, your heart will be broad.

Teban Island is famous for its beautiful beaches. The sand here is so thin and soft that it feels like a sponge when you step on it. The tall coconut trees stand silently by the side, swaying with the sea breeze so green that it seems to drip water. The leaves make this beach more peaceful and beautiful.

If the topic of conversation had not been too serious, Perot would have been relieved by what he had seen.

The tiredness and anxiety of the past few days made his heart tense all the time. After everything passed, he also wanted to find a place to recuperate. For example, this place is very good.

"I heard that you also bought a fighting beast, why didn't you bring it?" Mario asked.

It's not that Perot doesn't want to, and Love Saint has repeatedly emphasized that he needs to follow the owner before and after, so as to ensure that Perot can get the most comprehensive protection at the first time, but Perot refused.

"You also know that I have been attacked twice. If I don't leave him to watch my warehouse, do you think I can come to see you with peace of mind?"

Mario laughed, and he said that's true too. It's spread all over the world, and everyone thought you were going to fight Yushan.

"If it's really He Yushan, it's easy to handle, but—" Perot sighed, curled his lips and shook his head, and didn't finish the second half of the sentence.

It is very easy to deal with people who have always been enemies, because this hatred has continuity, historical accumulation, and emotional foundation, just like it is easier to charge forward through inertia.

But it is too difficult to deal with his former best friend, he needs to overcome inertia.

Mario turned his head to look at him, stared at him for a while, and said - "C4 already told you, Fukang's family is in Taeyong."

Perot nodded, but this does not mean that he is really willing to attack his family, "I have been with him for so many years, I know that his wife has not been involved in business matters, his wife and daughter are innocent, are you sure we really want--"

"No, no, we're not talking about innocence," Mario quickly interrupted Perot when he heard Perot's sympathy so clearly, and changed his phrase, "We're talking about whether you are innocent or not." Choose to wait for death, or choose to protect yourself."

Perot sighed softly without saying a word.

There is no problem with Mario's statement, and of course Perot will not choose to wait to die.

But if Fukang really united with his superiors to clear him and Cuenca, it means that Fukang had already reached an agreement with the government before they did, and it would be impossible for Perot to try to take over the relationship.

Therefore, there are no variables in the above network, and the only variable is Fukang himself-whether he conscientiously fulfills the promise of betraying Perot and Cuenca, or unilaterally tore up the contract with the government for the sake of his family.

Mario waited for a while, but before Perot's answer, he said, "Perot, let's take a step back and say that the business in Pusaiwan was established by you and Fukang. Without you, he would It is impossible to develop to the present. You and him are brothers, so he has already chosen to hurt your family, so why should you bother to hurt his other family members. "

Perot lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth silently.

The sun hurt his eyes a little, and left a gloomy color on his eyelids.

"Don't think about what is innocent or not. We know that everyone is not innocent, so you just need to think about one thing in another way-if you are trying to betray Fukang to your superiors, do you think Fukang will be innocent because of you? Wives and daughters are innocent, why don't you lay hands on them?"

Vuccan would strike, Perot was sure of that.

Fu Kang is a person who doesn't like to make things complicated, so as long as there is a shortcut to achieve the goal, no matter what it is, he will implement it without any guilt.

The betrayal of Perot and Cuenca is the most direct proof.

"You saved my life, Perot, I treat you as a friend, and I will do my best to save you."

Mario said and stretched out a finger, reminding Perot to pay attention-"And I not only hope that you survive, I also hope that you-become the talker of Posai Bay. This is my selfishness, but people always A little selfish, isn't it?"

Perot smiled. That's true. If he really became the person in charge of Posai Bay, he would not know how much convenience he would provide to Mario.

Although he and Mario are still connected now, all the conditions have to be consulted with Fukang.

Fukang has a kind of wary trust in Mario. Even though he has cooperated for so many years and the price has risen for so long, the goods to Mario still maintain the ratio of many years ago, that is, when Mario was first extradited back to China. Degree.

Fukang was afraid that Mario would grow stronger, so he threw them off Posaiwan when he turned around.

Fukang has Fukang's worries, Mario has Mario's ambitions, and Perot is caught in the middle, so he naturally has his concerns.

But who would have thought that Mario mentioned his concerns before he even said them out.

He lit a cigarette, puffed out a puff of mist, and lowered his voice—"Think about it, now Pusai Bay is divided up by you, Fukang, and Cuenca. Kunka confessed. Who is left in Pusai Bay? Isn’t it just you? If you don’t talk about it, who else can talk about it?”

Mario's face shone brightly, as if the sun were shining on the sand.

"Be decisive, Perot, time waits for no one, and opportunities come once in a lifetime. If you don't make a decision, I'll call someone directly. I will do it first, and I will help you make a decision, okay?"

Peroyan interrupted him.

"This is what I want to mention to you," Pero finally answered when he heard Cuenca's name. He pondered for a while and said, "I hope you can save me, and I hope you can save Cuenca."

As soon as the words came out, it was Mario's turn to be stunned.

He checked Perot's expression carefully, and after making sure that he was not joking, he took a puff of smoke stronger and scolded with a smile—"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Pero said, "Cuenca is very important to me, not only in business, but also... and personally."

Mario stifled the cigarette vigorously, snorted, and glanced sideways at Perot—"I'm not talking about you, do you know why you haven't been the talker of Posai Bay for so many years? It's because you are too serious about these things Messy emotions. I admit that sometimes we have to talk about friendship, but you also have to distinguish between what friendship needs to be talked about and what can be filtered out.”

Pero didn't refute him. When it comes to Cuenca, Mario has too many positions to complain, so he just needs to listen quietly to the other party's scolding.

Mario said that Cuenca can be filtered. Why do you think he should share Pusai Bay with you?Is his qualifications as old as yours, is his network as wide as yours, is he more famous than you, or does he have more backers than you?

No matter which point you take out, it is impossible for him to be stronger than you.He is just a dungeon. The dungeon is used to earn experience. Now that your experience has exploded, you should use Yushan if you want to earn it.

After Mario finished counting and lit a cigarette angrily, Perot spoke again.

"No," Perot said slowly, "this friendship is very complicated...it's different from that between me and Fukang."

"Could it be that you like him?" Mario joked, then laughed.

But when he found that Perot didn't smile with him, but looked at him seriously, his smile froze and then gradually disappeared.

The atmosphere dropped a few degrees, and Mario shook his head firmly—"You must be kidding me this time, Perot."