Sean could feel that Daisy was already unhappy with Fei Mo's dictating.
Sean had learned before that the black market luxury business was originally run by Peter Rich. In order to ensure the relationship and considering the impact of the collapse of the bootlegging business on Bill, Daisy agreed to Bill's investment after Peter's death. ask.
Now, Bill's thug is in turn dictating her decisions and ideas, and Daisy will naturally feel dissatisfied.
Seeing that Daisy was resolute, Fei Mo changed his explanation: "Ms. Rich, you are right, our divine product business currently needs partners with the Explorer channel to join...
“But there are too many people in New Testament who are familiar with the Explorers, and Mr. Bill knows a few good candidates.
"What's more..." Fat Mo turned to Sean and said quickly and without sincerity, "No offense... Mr. Sean has never done anything to help us. If we just let him join, I think he will offend a lot of people. Old man, and quite risky..."
The words "doing things" coming from a gang counselor's mouth meant nothing more than some illegal dirty work, and Sean naturally knew it.
Daisy put out the cigarette butt, feeling a little angry.
Considering that the relationship between Daisy and Bill would be affected if the talks broke down, Sean took the opportunity to put down the knife and fork in his hand and said first: "You are right...
"So, what can my friends and I do?" Sean deliberately emphasized "my friends" in his tone, referring to the "friends" of the explorers behind him who were willing to help.
Daisy turned to Sean with some surprise - she just wanted to help Sean while introducing new partners to check and balance Bill who was increasingly contemptuous of her, and she didn't want Sean to really do some "dirty work" …
Fei Mo didn't expect Sean to take up the challenge and looked blankly at this foreigner who was showing off his sharp edge at the moment.
When Bill first heard that Daisy was bringing in a new partner, Fat Mo thought that Sean was just Daisy's new love interest. He was quite dissatisfied with this woman's hot-headed and stupid behavior, and wanted to make things difficult for Sean to quit on his own. , I didn’t expect Sean to express his sincerity in “doing things”.
Fei Mo thought for a while and said: "Mr. Bill's casino in the South District, business has suddenly deteriorated recently.
“I just learned that the guys from the Myers Gang nearby were spreading rumors that Mr. Bill’s casino was cheating, causing the gamblers to go to their house...
"If you could convey some information, I think I would view you differently..."
Teaching an underground casino a lesson... No matter what the purpose, Sean didn't have any moral baggage, so he asked: "Is there anyone among the other party's guards who knows the secret?"
Fei Mo nodded and said: "The casino's small treasury is also afraid of being coveted by explorers. There will always be a few people involved in the mystery, but their abilities will not exceed Jack level...
Although the returns are generous, Sean still needs to pay 2,000 New Zealand dollars in equity to invest in Daisy and Bill's business. Although Daisy is willing to borrow, Sean doesn't want to owe too much, so this is also a problem he needs to solve now.
Considering the investment amount, Sean also planned to do this, so he leaned back in his chair naturally: "Let me make it clear first - I am only responsible for teaching them a lesson, and all the gains from doing things belong to me. "
Fat Mo was a little confused about Sean's confidence.
The opponent's casino is guarded by seven or eight gunmen and a person who masters the mystery. Why is he so confident?
Even if he made friends with two or three official explorers and they were willing to do this job for him, it would still be a very risky thing and he couldn't be so calm.
Fat Mo thought that Sean was either mistaken or bluffing, so he added: "Of course. But I also said it first. The message I said was not a trivial matter, it was to make them dare not do it again. The kind that opens a casino in the South End!
"They are not some honest laundry owner who will leave if they scare him..."
Sean raised a hand and interrupted Fat Mo's nonsense: "Smart people don't need to say much in their conversations."
After asking for the address of the Miles Gang Casino, he stood up and said goodbye to Daisy, and then turned to the fat accountant who had been nagging: "I will act within three days. You should also be prepared."
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Sean’s confidence is not blind.
The Miles Gang is a gang that has recently emerged on the streets of the New Testament. Before getting involved in the specialty drugs and casino business, they were more like a group of street gangsters.
In a gang of this size, it is impossible for an enemy of the level of "Thug" Carlos to appear.
And Fei Mo also made it clear that the abilities of the special people guarding the casino will not exceed Jack level.
So Sean knew that everything was within his capabilities.
However, in order to ensure a smooth operation, Sean still checked in early on the first night and arrived at the underground casino in the South District.
This is a large factory building located under the Brooklyn Bridge across the East River. Standing outside the factory building, you can see one of the earliest steel cable bridges illuminated by the light of electric lights. It looks like it is full of industrial and modern feel. The door of heaven.
Sean did not enter the factory through the main entrance, but quietly reached the top of the factory with the assistance of the ectoplasm tentacles.
Shawn walked quietly to a skylight, and looked inside——
The factory seems to be a manual motorcycle workshop, with various parts and workshop tools scattered in the spacious factory.
In the dim light, Sean could see six gaming tables. Many gamblers are playing games around the gambling table. Some of the members of the Myers gang were smoking in a daze, while others were drinking and chatting on the tattered sofa.
Sean observed the terrain and people while formulating a plan in his mind...
After thinking about it, he realized that he needed a helper.
——
"What?! Rob an underground casino?!"
It was already daytime the next day. Moonlight and Sean were sitting in the backyard chatting. After Sean told him his plan, Moonlight blurted it out and looked at Sean in shock.
Fortunately Winnie was not at home at the time.
Sean didn't expect that the moonlight would react so strongly. He looked helplessly at the sky, hoping that his friend would behave normally.
Moonlight frowned at Sean and shook her head slowly, as if she had just met him: "Sean, I didn't expect you to be such a...
The pianist's eyes lit up: "Genius!
"Why can't I think of such an exciting way to make money?!"
Sean knew that Moonlight would definitely like this kind of thing, so there was no sense of surprise.
However, I still had some indigestion due to his sudden reaction. I took a sip of chrysanthemum tea to calm down my emotions, and then continued to talk about my thoughts and arrangements.
After hearing Sean's plan, Moonlight's expression was strange and full of expectation, with a mysterious smile on her face: "I know where the inspiration for your plan came from..."
Sean tilted his head noncommittally: "Robbery is not difficult. What is difficult is that we have to use our special abilities without letting others see the clues and leaving clues so that they can trace them later.
"On the one hand, I don't want us to be targeted by a gang. That would be very troublesome."
"On the other hand... the association has zero tolerance for explorers using special abilities to commit crimes. I don't want us to be dragged to the explorer tribunal and have our licenses revoked.
"That's why I thought of this method."
Sean found Moonlight's expression a little strange.
With a look of admiration and a knowing smile, he held it in for a long time and finally said: "Oh, Sean, you are good and bad, I am good..."
Sean shuddered, quickly placed the white porcelain tea cup on the table, and unconsciously touched his gun bag. Moonlight then became honest and whistled to look at the scenery.
