Beast

Pero loves Cuenca, which can rise to one of the three unsolved mysteries in Mario's mind.

He hadn't had direct contact with Cuenka for a long time, but even so, Cuenka's bear-like physique and the appearance of holding a submachine gun to shoot at any time still left a brand in his heart.

He didn't think Perot would like this kind of person, would Perot?impossible.

Mario puts on his sunglasses.

"It's more likely that you say you like me." Mario said indifferently.

Perot took a sip of his wine and said, "You don't care if I like him or not, I'll just tell you this. If you want to help me, then help him together. If you really don't want to, I won't force you. I appreciate your kindness, and I know you tried your best."

Perot's attitude is very firm, there is no room for wavering.

Mario was very conflicted, he really didn't want to help this guy who had cheated him countless times.But he also understands that this is not simply a matter of Perot's face.

If Perot insists on advancing and retreating with Cuenca, Mario's situation will also become difficult.

As soon as Fukang left, the two must be arrested, their property confiscated, and the criminals shot.When the eldest fell, the second would stand on top.Yushan will not let go of this rare opportunity and will immediately occupy Posai Bay.

Since Mario cooperated with Pu Saiwan, he has never given Yushan a good face.After all, Yushan didn't help him at all in his extradition, and it's nothing to do with him, so Mario never forgot about this grudge.

But he had the capital to challenge Yushan because of the supply from Pusaiwan. If Pusaiwan collapsed—he could only go back to please Yushan with a shy face. Accepting him, Mario didn't know what to do.

"Cunka went to see Fukang these days, and I told him about my guess and yours," Pero added, "I really can't be cruel to Fukang's family, but I'm sure—— Cuenca will support you in doing so."

Mario sighed.

Perot finally said-"There are indeed conflicts and deep misunderstandings between Cuenca and you. But I have partnered with him for eight years, and I can assure you that it is definitely easier for you to cooperate with him than with Yushan Much more."

Of course Perot could see that Mario was in a dilemma, and he was sure of how Mario would choose between his old partner and his new friend.

What's more, what Perot said was the truth. The leader of Yushan was very difficult to get along with. He was shrewd and cunning.If this kind of person doesn't know himself well, it's really hard to guarantee that he will stab himself whenever he turns his back.

Mario starts on a third cigarette, and the smoke obscures the beach.

Not far away, C4 built a small fort with wet sand, and then blew himself up to be covered in sand.

Perrault thinks he needs to take Cuenca with him on vacation next time. With this beautiful beach and wide sea as the background, perhaps Cuenca and Mario know better what it means to seek common ground while reserving differences and build a future together.

"You owe me a great debt." When the cigarette burned down to the filter, Mario finally snuffed it out.

He took a long breath and shook his head helplessly.It seems that Pero is not only unwilling to give up this dungeon, but also takes himself along with him.

"I owe you a lot of favors, and I will pay you back slowly after the matter is over." Perot polished the lighter and helped him light a new cigarette, "I don't want to get involved with Fukang's family. After the card, I'll ask him to call you."

"Don't call me, I'm afraid of a fight." Mario took off his glasses a little, and pointed to C4—"Call him, he's the one who makes the explosives anyway."

After speaking, he turned to Perot and said unwillingly, "I have a lot of good-looking people here, all of them are better than Cuenca. Just tell me what type you like, strong, thin, bodybuilder type Yes, it’s the gentle and shy kind—I know, I also have the one that looks like a black bear in Cuenca, I’ll call someone to you tonight, you can think about it—”

Perrault glanced at him, but did not let him continue.

Perot used to know exactly which type he liked, but lately he's also been confused.

The only thing that is clear is that he knows that Kunka cannot die, no matter what kind of feelings he has, he is not willing to sacrifice Kunka.

Pero has also been hesitant in the past few days. What happened between him and Cuenca that night got into his mind from time to time, making him upset and a little irritable.

Mario is good at observing words and feelings. He can see that Perot himself doesn't want to understand the answer to the question, so he can still shake Perot, at least he can try.

So for three consecutive days, every night Mario called a different younger brother.Of course, those people are not younger brothers at first glance, or have red lips and white teeth, beautiful lines, or strong physiques, rich in collagen.

He understands Perot, and Perot really had this aesthetic in the early years.Every time Perot comes over, he will make him very happy. After all, although Perot has a bad appetite, he may not always be willing to find a congenial person to bring into the room every time, but eating and drinking with him can also make him very happy.

It was the same this time, these "brothers" who didn't have calluses on their fingers would come over every now and then and stand aside, and if they didn't want to see Perot, they would change shifts again like changing the guard.

I am full with wine and food, as usual, serve some ice.

Although Mario is not in the new drug business, he knows that this thing can aphrodisiac.Even if Perot doesn't seem interested, after using it, maybe it can also have its own filter, which is pleasing to everyone's eyes.

But Perot was useless.

He does it, but he doesn't like playing it very much.What's more, he was still thinking about the situation in Cuenca, and he didn't want to lose his mind.

Several times Perot wanted to make a phone call to see how Cuenca was doing, but he was also afraid that Cuenca lived in Fukang's house, and if he was being watched, he would be a lead.

Mario didn't give up. He didn't like eating and drinking. It's okay, so he found an excuse to let Perot take a bath. He said that the bathtub didn't work well, and he said that he should have an essential oil massage before going to bed to soothe his nerves.Anyway, it's just to see when Perot has a loophole, just try to send people to bed.

If you can't pass the test, it's okay, Mario has some partners who like this, what kind of partner is his partner?Tall, short, fat, and thin, there are all kinds of people. Anyway, if you pick one at random, it will be [-] times more pleasing to the eye than Cuenca.

If Perot can really get together with one of his friends, it can be regarded as a strong alliance.

Perot has been single for a long time, maybe it's because of it for too long that he chooses the grass beside the nest desperately.Mario must correct his mistake and let him return to the grasslands.

Of course, Pero has not wavered at all. After all, Mario knows him too well, and he knows his taste thoroughly. Several young brothers seem to be really beautiful and delicious. If it were normal, he would have been playing happily. Several times, even reluctantly, and solemnly confessed that Mario would bring a certain little brother to eat with him next time.

But for some reason, when he really put the slightly muscular little brother into the bedroom, he watched the little brother help him make the bed, tidy his clothes, take off his bathrobe to loosen his muscles and bones, and then grope all the way down Perot still grabbed his hand.

Perot shook his head and pushed the little brother away.

The little brother was very surprised. After a few massages, Perot already had all the physical signs for a big fight, but now he let himself out?Unless Perot has a soft spot for the fifth and tenth brothers.

Perot fell into a kind of self-torture. He felt that Cuenca must have frightened himself into a psychological shadow, so that he was physically ready to let go, but mentally he could not release normal hormones.

After rejecting it several times in a row, Mario also gave up on the third day.He thought to himself, okay, then I won't make trouble, as long as it can make me a lot of money, I can wear sunglasses a few more times, I can't see, I don't want to know.

But every time I catch a glimpse of Perot, smell his perfume and listen to him speak slowly, watch him think carefully, carefully flick the ash into the jar, and carefully trim the stubble At that time, Mario still felt very sorry.

Although Pero is no longer considered a flower, the black bear-like Cuenca smells worse than cow dung.

That is, the morning Pero left Teban Island, he finally received a message from the lover.

Because Love Saint is still not proficient in the language, he has no way to call Perot directly, so he has to use the translation software to forcefully translate a sentence that the owner can understand.

Love Saint said that the poet and Cuenca took the flight back at [-]:[-] in the morning and landed an hour later.If Perot needs to be in touch, he can call Cuenca an hour later.

Seeing this message, Perot read it three or four times, fearing that the content conveyed by the wrong grammar and his own understanding would cause errors.

But even so, a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Indeed, as Kunka said, no matter how Fukang planned to deal with him, it was impossible to kill him on the spot.

The conversation was divided into two parts. Pero thought that everything was going well for Cuenca, but only Cuenca knew how dangerous the past three days were.

As soon as he went to Fukang's house, he felt something was wrong—all around Fukang had new faces.

Those security guards wore uniform uniforms, no different from ordinary bodyguards, but Kunka could tell at a glance that these were all fighting beasts.

Fukang actually secretly bought a group of fighting beasts for himself, but Kunka didn't know it at all.

Cuenka dabbled in the fighting beast business, and basically knew who the fighting beasts that entered Pusai Bay were sold to and what price they paid.

But Fukang deliberately bypassed him, and now deliberately let them wear ordinary work clothes to deceive him-Kunka really didn't want to guess what the purpose of doing this was.

So when he got out of the car, Kunka went to the toilet with the excuse of internal urgency, and the poet naturally followed him to the toilet.

As soon as he entered the toilet, Cuenka immediately lowered his voice and signaled to the poet——contact Lover, ask him to help look at the roads coming here, and ask him to help kill them if there are police cars.

The poet was very embarrassed. He said that I could not give orders to the lover.

"Perot told him to keep an eye on our movements, and you just pass on the order directly. Love Saint's brain is not so dead, he knows what to do."

It turns out that Cuenca's defense was correct.

Love Saint did immediately send someone to the three roads mentioned by the poet, and he found the police car without any surprise.Sure enough, Fukang planned to report himself on purpose and asked the police to arrest him and Kunka together.In this way, there is no need to tear face to face with Kunka, and it can also give a group of police officers a chance to make meritorious deeds.

But Lover didn't let the police car pass by. When he found the uninvited passenger, he ordered to kill all the people in the car.

The police car was left on the road leading to one of Fukang's villas, and he didn't even bother to deal with it, he just wanted people to find out.Anyway, this is the way to Villa Fukang, and it has nothing to do with Perrault and Cuenca.

Fukang and Cuenca were halfway through talking, and they kept looking at their watches.Although he tried his best to maintain his composure, Kunka still felt nervous and apprehensive.

Cuenca didn't expose it, and even pretended not to see it, just complained endlessly about the cleaning of his pier, cursed the customs for not doing things after collecting money, and by the way, scolded Yushan for sweeping up Perot's two venues.

When it came to the end, Fukang seemed to understand that he could not wait for the police car, and ended the meeting more anxiously than Cuenca.

He simply said that in a few days, he would ask someone to take three hundred to make up for the loss, first deliver the goods on time, and then settle accounts with Yushan after delivery.

And just as Perot expected, after expressing his opinion, Fukang still asked with concern—"When will this product be released? In the middle of the month or at the end of the month?"

Cuenca said the end of the month.

Fukang nodded and asked the driver to take them out.He didn't dare to keep Cuenca in his villa, and he didn't even have them sent to the main road.

When Cuenca saw the police cars and the police officers lying on the ground on the way away from the villa, he felt a little angry and sad. He really wanted to know how Fukang would deal with them and how he would explain to his superiors.

Cuenca originally wanted to withdraw his territory that night. After all, he was worried that Fukang would find someone to kill them that night after seeing what they had done.

Although Kunka was protected by the fighting beast army, Fukang had almost twice as many fighting beasts as him.If the opponent rushes forward, he is naturally not Fukang's opponent.

He slept in his own house that day, woke up the poet again in the middle of the night, and moved to another hotel.After a few hours of light sleep, I changed to another place of detention.

Cuenka's judgment was correct. The people who stayed in his villa that night did feel that spies were approaching, but they probably did not attack the house because they did not find Cuenka himself.

Kunka was really terrified when he heard it, so sometimes it is better to be more suspicious, because being suspicious can save his life.

The same was true for the next two days, Cuenca changed places every few hours, until Fukang asked him to pick up the goods on the third day, Cuenka did not make an official appearance again.

Of course he guessed that Fukang must set up an ambush again, waiting for the police to come and get all the stolen goods when he went to hand over.Maybe Fukang even notified the reporters, so he expected to be on the night news tonight.

With precautions, Kunka will definitely not be fooled by this.

Everyone knows that he likes to drink, and he also likes to hang out in those sensual places, so when he received the call, he pretended to be drunk and talked nonsense for a while, which made Fukang impatient, and finally had to give the goods to Kun Card's men.

Kunka didn't let these men meet him in case someone was following him.He found Perot's boat and let them go by water, and did not let the goods go ashore until they circled back to the pier in their own territory.

Kunka and Fukang didn't sleep well in the past three days, and his phone rang only after the plane landed on their own territory.

As soon as he heard Perot's voice, Cuenca couldn't help cursing—"Damn it, the old guy is amazing, if he can do this, then don't worry about our nostalgia."