Beast

However, what Pero and Cuenca did not expect was that the news that Renault brought was much more serious than he had imagined.

Lei Nuo sat down at a random place, and waited until the poet asked his attendant to bring him a glass of wine, and before he took the first sip, he simply said—"The fighting beast is leaving, let's talk about business."

The poet and the lover immediately looked up at each other, and then looked at their owners respectively.

Kunka and Pero were also a little surprised. The beast can listen to any news from its owner. This is a generally accepted rule, and everyone knows how loyal the beast is. They would rather die than leak the news.

But Lei Nuo's attitude was very firm. If the two fighting beasts did not leave, he would not answer the next sentence.

On the contrary, he didn't care whether Mario was there or not, but Mario didn't care, anyway, his fighting beast had already gone to the room to play in the mud.

In the end, Cuenca nodded first, and he asked the poet and Lover to stay outside, and together with the security brought by Renault, he helped them close the door tightly.

But this was not enough, Leno pulled a plate over and asked everyone to put their phones in it.

This time Mario was very reluctant. He dawdled for a long time, and finally said that I would give it to my own beast, and then went into the room and gave the phone to C4.

Now there are only four people left in the room.

And Cuenca raised his glass again, and this time Renault finally had a drink with everyone.But before everyone had time to say a few polite words, Renault's first words made the scene freeze instantly.

He put down the wine glass, raised his chin slightly, glanced at the other three people, and said - "There will be no more personal weapons in the future."

As soon as the words came out, Perot almost choked.He thought that Renault came here to accuse them of their publicity, to warn them that the drug routes had begun to tighten, and to increase the amount of tribute to make the road continue to travel, but it was neither.

Perot thought he didn't hear clearly, so he asked—"What?"

However, Renault believed that he heard clearly, but he just couldn't believe it. He ignored Perot, took another sip of wine, and continued-"Your fighting beasts may be under the unified management and control of the state in the future."

This time Perot could no longer pretend that he didn't understand. Not only that, before his brain's thinking could catch up, he blurted out—"How is this possible?!"

"Within two years," Renault turned to Perot, his tone unhurried, "the state will no longer allow private fighting beasts."

Although Kunka was also shocked, he immediately held Pero, who was about to burst out more angry words, and grabbed his hand under the table, then lowered his voice and asked—"This...how is it?" What? Our country has been able to have private armed forces since the founding of the country, why did it suddenly change? Is there some misunderstanding?"

"It's been a long time since our founding, and the policy must keep pace with the times," Renault said calmly, "What's more, in this peaceful and prosperous world, so many guns and fighting beasts have flowed into the market, which is a big hidden danger .”

Fuck fart, Kunka cursed in his heart.

Fighting beasts entered the market ten years ago. Before the founding of the fucking nation, everyone had a gun. At that time, the crime rate was much higher than it is now. Why didn't the state control it back then.

Now it's fucking time to manage, to macro-control, to fucking abolish private armed forces and freedom to hold guns—isn't it because they, a group of drug lords, control the best fighting beast army and the most extensive fighting beast market, the government is jealous , to steal the fruits of victory.

But these words can only be scolded from the bottom of my heart. On the surface, Kunka still maintained his composure. He stabilized his tone and continued to ask, "You also know that our business is too dangerous. It's hard to sleep well without fighting beasts. You To put it bluntly, what do we need to do if the status quo is to be maintained?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing what Cuenca said, Lei Nuo smiled instead.

"I'm not negotiating the price with you," Renault said, "I'm just here to inform you."

"How is this possible!" Perot was not restrained this time, and suddenly became violent.

Taking away their fighting beasts is equivalent to shelling the lychees. Let alone the government attacking them, even the wind can make them sway.

Renault's complexion changed, and Mario quickly answered. He said that it is true, this is a hidden danger, but two years is too short, and the guns can't be collected. Besides, the fighting beasts are a special group. Those who recognize the owner, If the country takes it away, it will be contrary to their beliefs, and I am afraid it will be difficult to manage.

Mario was just smoothing things out, but it actually happened to his dad decades ago.

Decades ago, his father also had private armed forces. Not to mention many, the remaining veterans combined totaled [-] to [-].At that time, although Taeyong never allowed the existence of private arms, let alone guns, his father had the ability.

Back then, Taeyong's superiors also sent people to talk, and they talked once or twice, but it didn't work out.

Pop had crawled through the battlefield himself, and just wouldn't let it go.This is said to be veterans, but in fact one or two are excellent brothers. We have been born and died for so many years, how could it be possible to just take off the military uniform.

This is disrespectful, and people in that era value righteousness more than anything else.

Later, the government knew that this hard bone could not bear it anymore, so it simply launched a campaign against drugs and bandits.

After all, they can't confront the government head-on, and just like what Renault said, keep pace with the times. Dad can't use the way before the founding of the country to deal with the situation after the founding of the country.

In the end, of course, the government wiped out this group of lawbreakers. Those who could be caught were killed, and those who could not be caught were wanted until now.

So Simoni can be regarded as a good person. He ran away early, came back after changing his face, and escaped the government's sweep anyway.

And Mario stayed in the mainland and survived a difficult time.

Even if others are willing to sell his face because of his father's kindness back then, he still knows what the official news and even textbooks say about their family and that period of history.

Private armed forces are a thing that depends on the situation in particular. When they are established in turbulent times, they may become heroes after a few victories.To be formed in a peaceful age, a terrorist organization will be formed in minutes.

Now that Qinglan has been in peace and prosperity for a long time, even if the private armament is not abolished now, sooner or later it will have to be abolished.It's just that when Perot was sitting on his ass, he was useless when he was just sitting on his ass, when the two of them had just brought the fighting beast into the golden age, when they were the only one who became the dominant family -- no one could accept it.

But having said that, in fact, this sign is not a day or two.

The previous agreement between Fukang and the government was a sign, indicating that the government had already seen that Kunka was about to become the leader of the Qinglan Beast Black Market at that time, so it asked Fukang to hand him over.

But who would have thought that Perot and Cuenca would be one step ahead and force Fukang to unilaterally tear up the agreement.

So the government let Yushan and Pusaiwan fight again, hoping that after a year or two of fighting, the horses and chariots would be exhausted and both sides would suffer. If the higher-ups fiddle with it properly, none of the things that should be returned to the pocket will be able to escape.

Who knew that Pu Saiwan was one step faster and killed all of Saga's families.

But now Pu Sai Wan not only did not weaken its own strength, on the contrary, it was flourishing like the sky.Who doesn't know that Dou Beast is loyal, it is because of their loyalty that they cannot let this group of drug lords become their masters.

"This matter is not up to me," Renault drank the last bit of wine in the glass, and comforted-"I am just a messenger, so don't be angry, it will definitely happen, so you should be mentally prepared in advance , everyone, don’t be unhappy.”

Seeing that Renault had the intention of leaving, Kunka quickly added a sentence—"Leader, if it really happens, we will be powerless. We will give up what you want, even if it hurts, but... we industry needs to be protected.”

"What kind of industry do you have?" Lei Nuo pretended to be ignorant and said, "Aren't you a variety of agricultural products, such as bananas and lychees, which don't need protection?"

Mario understood, and quickly answered the call for Cuenca, saying yes, yes, just grow some agricultural products, the greenhouse technology has been developed, and we also want to learn from it.

"As far as I know, you grow agricultural products," Renault smiled, and finally stood up. After shaking hands with everyone, he reminded softly—"But people who grow agricultural products don't need personal weapons, unless you Not farmers."

Perot's eyebrows twitched for a moment.

The meaning of the threat in these words is ready to come out, no wonder Renault sent back all the gift money from the first half of the year.But Perot felt that this was far from enough, and this forced people to return all the money from the previous ten years.

Looking at Renault's car going away, Perrault trembled with anger.He couldn't hold the glass steady, and there were ripples in the wine.His stomach was overwhelmed, and thousands of words were reduced to one sentence - "If you kill him, what will happen?"

Mario and Cuenca were shocked, and immediately said that you should not be crazy, little Perot, this matter should not be crazy.

Perot knew, of course he knew that if he killed Renault, he would be the one who died in the next second, even if he had just heard the first sentence, he wanted to cut Renault into pieces.

Mario and Cuenca are also rarely on the united front, so let Pero calm down first.

Mario said don't panic, don't panic at this time, in fact, we all know that the superiors will take action sooner or later, but you have to be thankful that the weather forecast is timely, and you still have room for preparation.

"What percentage of the fighting beast market do you control now?" Mario asked.

Kunka thought for a while, and replied, "About 60.00%."

But Mario knew that there must be more, he lit a cigarette, and said——"So, this is too much. These fighting beasts around you, if you don't want to, just take them away. I'm sure I can get the goods here You can also leave, I know a lot of brothers on the human-snake side, anyway, let’s move the ants, I’m good at it, and move as much as I can.”

That being said, how much can it be moved?How could it not be noticeable that Taeyong poured into so many black and black households all at once.

It's fine if there are tens or hundreds of people, but 60.00% of the fighting beasts are tens of thousands. Even if they can enter Tairong's customs, they can't get out of Qinglan's customs.

Cuenca stroked Perot's back and persuaded, "Mario's method is feasible, and we will also consider it. You heard what Renault said, and they will not touch our drug business in a while. If If it really doesn’t work, I still have an island, let people go to the island first, and then find a stable place to find a way.”

But how can people compare with goods, cash can be put on the island, cocaine, heroin and even ice factories can be put on the island, workers can be put on the island, and so many fighting beasts - put them all on the island, the result is only two One is to kill each other, and the other is to let them be scrapped after a few years.

Moreover, buying so many fighting beasts in one go and rebuilding their homeland is tantamount to nonsense.

"I won't agree." Perot said, he went back to the living room, put the cup on the table anyway, he rubbed his brows vigorously, but his fingers still couldn't stop shaking.

He will not agree, will not compromise.

It's a fucking good idea that the government wants the Beast Corps to be an official special forces unit, a weapon paid for by the drug lords and used for their own sake, a talent that can be easily recruited without a single effort - see Do the fighting beasts recognize this new owner?

Back then, Perot was the one who knelt down for the first batch of fighting beasts, and none of those fighting beasts were willing to die for him.And now someone wants to fight him, well, it depends on whether the beasts bought by the government are more powerful, or his legion is more well-trained.

He and Kunka have been managing the fighting beast black market from the beginning to the end. Every time there are elite candidates, they will be included in their camp. It's a little less than that.

Perot will give them the best equipment, the most advanced weapons, it is no problem to buy tanks and cannons with his financial resources, plus their own outstanding personal skills - he doesn't believe that's it, he can't protect his own farm up.

But he didn't say it, he was too angry to say anything now.

Kunka couldn't help holding him in his arms, and stroked his back more vigorously.

Kunka said it's okay, it's okay, with me here, we can definitely take the poet and the love saint away, at least we can take both of them away.

Perot chuckled.

Take the poet and lover away?

No, Perot won't stop there.

It was at this moment that the poet and the lover came over from outside, after listening to the advice of the owners, the two also guessed what they were talking about.

Everyone didn't sleep well that night, whether it was Cuenca and Perot, or the poet and lover.

In fact, the poet and the lover can't say anything, no matter what decision the owner makes in the end, they will accept it calmly.The terrible thing is that if the two people's decisions are different, then they are destined to separate.

"You expected that sooner or later you would be my enemy, right?" When the sound of a broken bottle was heard next door in the middle of the night, the poet sat up.

Perot and Cuenca inevitably quarreled, and their personalities and views were destined to have serious differences on this issue.

Love Saint didn't sleep either, he was smoking a cigarette by the window, the ashtray was already full, all were cigarette butts.

The moonlight hit his tattoo, which looked weird and beautiful.

"It's too much to be an enemy. Pero and Cuenca are not enemies yet, they just have some conflicts." Love Saint stubbed out the first cigarette and replied.

Every time the poet wanders into the future, the lover shows extreme pessimism.It was rare that Lover was so conservative this time, and even commented on the status quo positively.

"So you never want to admit that you like me." The poet laughed, he wasn't serious, he just wanted to ease the atmosphere.At this time, talking about whether they like it or not is very empty. After all, they don't even know where they will go tomorrow.

The love saint also laughed. He turned around and looked at the poet sitting on the bed. He said he liked it, and I dare say he liked it.

"Congratulations, you have become another person I like but will never see me again." Love Saint stretched his waist, walked to the side of the bed and sat down.He hesitated for a moment, then took the poet's hand.

In the final analysis, Love Saint's judgment is right, he really can't stop.Once the idea of ​​​​stopping is moved, life will force him to continue to rush forward.

"It will get better, Cuenca will convince Perot." The poet also tightened his fingers, waiting for the answer from the lover, but the lover didn't answer, so he had to continue by himself-"Even if they really fell apart Yes, then I will keep my word and let you do three tricks."

Love Saint laughed.

For some reason, the love saint remembered the nonsensical story told by his comrades in arms before.

Fire and water collided, and a group of people who should not have appeared appeared.But they are neither sons of fire nor sons of water, no one recognizes them, no one wants them, sooner or later—you wait, they will either be swallowed by fire or annihilated by water.

So run forward as hard as you can, until you have your last breath left.The end of being devoured and annihilated in this way will come later, and later.

And when it gets to that point of exhaustion, you don't feel anything anymore.

"Don't say you can't feel it," the poet withdrew his hand and patted the lover's face, "You can feel it, and you want to feel it, otherwise you won't be unable to sleep."

Give me pain, give me scars, so I can atone for my sins and be born again.

The poet remembered that the correct book said so, even though he thought it was all wrong words before.

On the other side of the room, two other people also woke up.

C4 opened his eyes and turned on the desk lamp by the way.

Mario cursed, and quickly extinguished the desk lamp.

"What are you doing, you still listen to other people quarreling, don't gossip like that." Mario pulled him down and covered him with the quilt.

But C4 was very disturbed, he tossed and turned for a while, and woke up the snoring Mario again.He didn't feel comfortable sleeping with Mario tonight, on the contrary, he was very nervous.

So he'll say it -- "I'm scared."

"Afraid of what? Afraid of what they're talking about at night?" Mario also opened his eyes, looking at C4 through the light outside the house, "Don't be afraid, we are Taeyong people, and we have a bad relationship with Qinglan."

"But you will help them," C4 said. "It's dangerous to help them, isn't it?"

Call C4 smart, but he blows up something every day, call him stupid, and occasionally he can see something strange.This may be the skill point of the fighting beast, even if he is the first eliminated fighting beast.

Mario wanted to answer something, but he found it impossible.

He will indeed help Pu Saiwan, because Pu Sai Wan is now the mainstay of his business. Without Perot and Cuenca, he really has no energy to do it again.

What's more, apart from this, he and they do still have some friendship, even if the friendship in this era is not as precious as it was decades ago.

So he ended up just rubbing C4's head, pulling him a little in his direction, and reluctantly unraveling.

"Anyway, I won't sell you, let alone you are so stupid, let alone sell it, and others don't bother to claim it as a phone bill," Mario comforted, "It's their business whether they sell it or not, I will fight Beast, nothing to worry about."

Yes, at that moment Mario thought that the so-called "risk" was just the difference between helping more or helping less.He absolutely never thought that on the day when the conflict intensified, he would be the first to be warned.

And the first one to be injured was C4.