Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat

  Chapter 304 Recife's boss

  As the largest city in northeastern Brazil and the capital of Pernambuco, Recife has a population five times that of Natal, and its economic strength ranks fifth in Brazil.

At this time, in a Portuguese-style two-story building on Le Mans Avenue in Recife, a middle-aged Indian with long hair was lying on a wooden bench enjoying himself, and a maroon beauty with big waves massage service.

   From the involuntary groans he makes from time to time, it can be seen that he is enjoying it very much.

   "A little bit above, yes, yes.

   This is here, push hard, eh! Comfortable.

  Haha you are really my little baby.

  Tear, tap,

what! Well, you can work harder! "

The sound made by    made the two young men standing at the door a little hot all over, and their eyes were always unconsciously attracted by the perfect curve of that maroon beauty with big waves.

   But such a peaceful and tranquil scene was quickly interrupted by a hasty knock on the door.

   The two young men looked at each other, as if they were unwilling to leave their boss's side, wanting to fulfill their duties as bodyguards.

   As for whether it is really so, only they themselves know.

   There was a burst of eye contact, staring at each other, trying to make the other party give in with their eyes, and went down to open the door.

  But both of them were obviously unwilling to leave their posts.

  Finally, the hasty knock on the door aroused the dissatisfaction of the long-haired middle-aged man enjoying the massage, and cursed:

   "Are you deaf?

   Don’t roll down and open the door yet. "

  The two of them, a young man with a slightly thin figure, finally lost the battle after hearing the boss's scolding.

   After looking at the maroon big wave for a few more times unconsciously, he reluctantly walked downstairs. When he reached the corner, he did not forget to make a friendly gesture to another young man.

  Another young man returned the same gesture with a look of disdain.

  The slightly thin young man, with an unhappy expression on his face, walked down the stairs cursing, and before reaching the door, he yelled:

   "Who!"

  The young man outside shouted anxiously:

   "Vasek, you bastard! Open the door, I'm Girard.

   Something serious happened, take me to see the boss quickly. "

  The two obviously knew each other, and they knew who it was when they heard the voices talking inside.

  The young man named Vasek became more casual when he heard the other party's voice, and still had an unhappy expression on his face.

   Came to the door unhurriedly, opened the door and said:

   "Gillard, you bastard, the one time you went to the boss, you didn't tell the big thing.

   But in fact, it's not all trivial things.

  If you continue to be so startled and disturb the boss to enjoy Miss Luna's massage service,

  The boss will throw you downstairs. "

  As the door opened, a black guy with an afro-haired head pushed the door open and barged in.

   Fiercely pushed away Vasek who was still standing at the door, and cursed:

   "This time something really happened, it's a matter of human life, you let me get out of the way.

   Wait until you miss the boss, see if the boss will kill you! "

  Before the words fell, the person had already flown past Vasek and rushed into the stairs leading to the second floor.

   Vasek, who was pushed a bit, had an expression of disbelief on his face, and glanced at the stairway where the figure had disappeared.

   He continued to curse dissatisfiedly:

   "I believe you to hell.

  I opened the door for you, it’s fine if I don’t say thank you, but I pushed me away.

   This impolite bastard. "

   He stuck his head out of the window and took a look. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he slowly closed the door and walked upstairs.

  The afro-haired black guy named Gillard strode up the stairs, and came directly to the door of the middle-aged man with long hair, shouting:

   "Boss, something big happened. Boss!"

  Before he crossed the threshold, he was stopped by a young man standing at the door.

   "Gillard, what do you want to do, have you forgotten the rules of the boss?

  Stand still, I want to search. "

  The long-haired middle-aged man enjoying the massage service in the room did not make a sound, and continued to enjoy the massage service of the maroon big waves.

  Gillard was stopped, so he had no choice but to stand outside the door, open his arms and let the youth standing at the door search him.

   While being searched, Girard wanted to continue to report the situation.

  But after taking a look at the maroon big wave who was massaging the long-haired middle-aged man, he had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his lips.

  Finally, the search of the youth at the door was completed, and Vasek, who went down to open the door, also walked to the door.

  The man in charge of the body search looked at the big maroon wave, and said in his mouth:

   "Boss, no problem."

   This is going to be seen by outsiders, thinking that this maroon big wave is his boss!

  The long-haired middle-aged man didn't lift his head, and said directly:

   "Let him in!"

  The young man at the door stepped aside when he heard the boss speak, and let Girard enter.

  Girard ignored the young man standing by the door, stepped directly into the room.

   Watch where the long-haired middle-aged man is enjoying a massage.

  Because of the big maroon wave, Girard hesitated, wondering if he should continue to report.

   After all, there are outsiders here.

  The long-haired boss waited for a while without hearing anyone speak, turned his head, opened his eyes, and looked at Girard who was standing in the room with a tangled expression.

   "Didn't you say something big happened? What happened?"

  Gillard struggled for a while, seeing that the boss didn't seem to want the big waves to leave, he said:

   "Boss, there is something wrong with the big man's goods."

  The long-haired middle-aged man, who was lying on the bench enjoying a massage, bounced off the bench as if he was getting an electric shock when he heard this.

  Jean, who had been lying on his back and massaging him, was pushed away several steps and exclaimed "Ah!".

   Almost fell to the ground, but the middle-aged man with long hair didn't seem to notice it, and waved his hands directly with a face sinking like water:

"go out!"

  Big chestnut wave saw the face of the long-haired middle-aged man, and knew that he couldn't say much, so he quickly lowered his head and hurried to the door.

  The two youths standing at the door watched the big wave pass by without stopping them.

   It was the young man in charge of the body search. His nose twitched twice, as if attracted by the scent of the chestnut big wave.

  The long-haired middle-aged man didn't notice this, and now his attention has been completely attracted by the news brought by Girard.

   His eyes were fixed on Girard, as if he was a ferocious beast that wanted to choose someone to eat.

   "Tell me clearly, what happened?"

  Gillard, a black young man with an afro, felt uncomfortable being stared at by the boss, swallowed hard and said:

   "Boss, Boss, just got the news from the police station.

  The ship we delivered to Fernando de Noronha kept advising that it broke into the route of the navy fleet and was detained by the navy fleet.

   During the seizure, there was an exchange of fire between the people on board and the navy.

  The person in charge of the **** on the ship died.

  Our people, even the ship and the goods, were detained by the navy.

   Now the Navy has notified the Recife Police Department to go to the Natal Naval Base to take over the case! "

  After the long-haired middle-aged man heard Girard's words, his entire hair was about to stand up in anger.

   Panting:

   "Asshole, why did you break into the route of the navy fleet?

  What does that **** Wright want to do?

  Is he impatient with life?

   Also, the person responsible for the **** died, why are they still alive. "

  Girard, who was standing opposite, could feel the anger emanating from his boss, because the other party's saliva had been sprayed on his face.

  But the boss doesn't know the answer to these questions.

   And I dare not express my opinions at will, otherwise I will be used as a punching bag.

   He could only stand still and let the boss vent his anger.

  The long-haired middle-aged man wearing only a pair of underwear also knew that the subordinates in front of these questions could not give him the answer.

   Fortunately, the Navy did not come directly to make trouble, but let the Recife Police Department take over the investigation of the case, so there is still room for maneuver.

  The crux of the problem now is whether the goods seized by the navy can still be retrieved.

   After all, the navy is not a policeman. If you want to take out the things that have been in the pocket of the navy, you don't have to have money.

  He has heard of what kind of naval fleet the navy at Natal Naval Base is.

   That's a fleet with an aircraft carrier.

  The Yakub family, which used to overwhelm the sky in Natal, was wiped out of Brazil overnight.

  In Natal now, no underworld forces dare to get involved.

  The original DP transportation line through Natal was transferred to other places.

  After venting impotently and furiously for a while, the long-haired middle-aged man, as if thinking of something, grabbed the clothes beside the bench and put them on.

   Said to Vasek who was standing at the door:

   "Prepare the vehicle and let's go back."

  Vasek nodded to express his understanding, went to the window and pushed it open, took a look outside, but saw nothing unusual.

  Put your hand to your mouth and whistle once.

   Soon, more than a dozen people walked out of the houses on both sides of the street, and Vasek pointed to the vehicles parked downstairs.

  Everyone began to gather at the vehicles on the side of the road.

  After the long-haired middle-aged man got dressed, he opened the door and walked out.

  The three upstairs quickly followed.

   Walking to the car on the side of the road, Girard stepped forward and opened the door of the car very dog-leggedly.

   Please get on the long-haired middle-aged man.

  The long-haired middle-aged man got into the car without even raising his eyelids.

  Vasek sat in the driver's seat of the car and was responsible for driving.

  The young man who stood at the door and was in charge of the body search sat in the co-pilot seat.

   After confirming that the long-haired middle-aged man sat down, Girard closed the car door lightly.

   Walked to the other car behind, opened the rear door, and squeezed in.

  After the convoy left, they came out of the small building just now, by the window of another room on the second floor.

  The beautiful woman with chestnut wavy hair, wheat-colored smooth skin, and a good figure glanced down to confirm that everyone had left.

   Only then returned to the room just now, and closed the window.

  Here is his residence, and she is the lover of the long-haired middle-aged man.

  Leaving the convoy from Le Mans Avenue, they drove non-stop all the way to a two-story office building near a seaside wharf warehouse.

  This is the stronghold of their gang.

  Driving the car into the yard in front of the office building, people kept coming out and nodding to the long-haired middle-aged man and calling him boss.

  But the long-haired middle-aged man is obviously not in the mood to talk to these subordinates today.

   Instead, he walked straight into a room on the second floor with a sullen face.

  After pushing the door and entering, he said to a middle-aged man with wheat-colored skin inside:

   "Jerry, immediately prepare another batch of goods according to the list of goods sent to Fernando de Noronha Island last time.

   How long do you need? "

  The middle-aged man named Jerry was startled by the sudden opening of the door, and instinctively wanted to turn around and curse.

   He could hear the voice of his boss, and quickly suppressed the swear words that were about to come to his mouth.

   "Ah! Boss, we don't have so many good goods in our warehouse!

  However, I heard that a batch of high-quality munitions flowed out from the army some time ago.

  The quantity is large and eaten by a big guy, if you want it, I will contact you now.

  But it will take a week at the fastest to be shipped to Recife. "

  (end of this chapter)