Chapter 1711： 'advice'

"Other people's nicknames are 'Little Devil', '' King Junzhe ',' Dragon Mother ', and they look mighty and domineering. They are also called' Little Fingers' if they are inferior. I am actually called 'One Ear'?"

Tony. Parker's ambush failed with only one ear left, and Pengli fled into a black market town, confused and then mixed into the team of "Thief Bruto".

After the night fell, the black market town became more lively. People of unknown origin lit a bonfire in petrol barrels, scrambling around with wine bottles. Tony. Parker sat under the eaves outside the bar, clutching a picked-up car rear-view mirror to look at his new look.

"I'm missing one ear." Tony. The sadness that Parker couldn't tell from his heart, he was half covered with rags in the mirror and bandaged. All the disinfection methods were a sip of bad wine from the boss of 'Bruto' who was dizzy in pain. ． ． ． ． ． .

When you wake up, it's dark. In the shadowy bonfire, there were a lot of people in the black market town, and it was also lively.

哐 Dang. ． ． ． ． ． , A dirty iron plate was thrown at Tony. In front of Parker. With a piece of black bread and roasted meat on the plate, he glanced down, then looked up to see a companion with earrings sitting next to him.

"Why ... don't you like it?" Earring companions held the same dinner in their hands.

Tony. Parker said, "Don't say that you eat it yourself. I didn't need such bad food to feed dogs." But what can I say now? He could only reach out and grab it and stuff it into his mouth.

After two bites, Tony. Parker cried. The bread was hard like a stone, and it became a sawdust after biting it down. The barbecue was burnt and bitter. The young Master, who was beloved by the New York Brotherhood, fell to the point where the black market thief could eat pig food.

Tears were falling, Tony. Parker hated to death. And who does he hate? He didn't hate himself, he hated Victor a little. Hugo, on the contrary, thought that the culprit that made him where he is now is David. Lawrence.

It's all because of David. Lawrence deprived Tony Parker of all his powers in order to stay quiet, and instead asked him to return to New York. This left Tony Parker alone, feeling that his pride was hurt.

In order to make him feel better, Tony Parker pushed all the reasons for his sin to others. He stuffed the food into his mouth, chewed, bite, and swallowed it, as if eating his own enemies.

"You seem to have a lot of unhappiness. I think you can cry a lot, anyway, it won't be better tomorrow." The earring companion laughed and laughed, and handed over a glass of water because Tony Parker ate too fast. Choked.

Drinking belly, Tony Parker felt a lot better. He pointed at people walking in and out of the town bar and asked, "What do people here do for a living?"

"Pick up rubbish," said the earring companion. "Originally all the useful things in the ruins of the city have been picked up, but recently the Aurora Corps has a new demand. For example, what electronic devices can be used and the price is higher. Jin acquisition.

This is actually a garbage recycling town, and many people's job is to recover valuable metals from appliances and cars. For example, copper, gold, nickel, and lithium can be recycled in circuit boards. These east-west corps are needed. Don't underestimate the industry, which is very profitable. "

"Boss Bruto did this too?" Tony Parker asked.

"He? This town owns half of his shares, but he wouldn't be so honest. His goal is ..." The earring companion said half of it, and a dozen pickups or trucks suddenly opened in front of the bar.

Armed men carrying guns kept jumping from the car, and several of them went towards the bar with guns and were menacing. Tony Parker thought it was about to start a war, and hurried to hide. The companion with earrings came forward and shouted: "Don't bring a gun in, bodyguards are not allowed, this is not in line with the rules."

A chubby man walked down from the pickup and carried a tall, pretty girl in an exposed dress. Immediately after the man appeared, the armed men with the gun gave way, and he swaggered into the bar.

In the next few moments, several teams came to the bar one after another. All were large numbers of armed men, but only their chiefs could enter the bar. Tony Parker stayed outside the bar, listening to the constant yelling and screaming.

"The asking price of the Aurora Corps is too low, and we should join forces to raise prices."

"Dwarf bitch, it's you who lower the price every time. If you didn't disrupt the market, our profit would not be so low."

"Stupid Bruto, you can't control a few city ruins yourself, of course you can't make money. It has nothing to do with me."

"Enough, you two idiots don't fight, we are here to discuss how to deal with the Aurora Corps. We should have the pricing right and let them know that this site is up to us."

"Pricing power? This is not the root of the problem. The Legion does not negotiate with us. They would rather deal with those greedy officials than acquire them directly from us."

"So we should let the Legion know that it can't do business in Idaho without agreeing to our terms."

"Brute, stupid, what's your idea of ​​calling us? Let's stop talking about letting us die."

Tony Parker listened out of the bar window for a long time, and probably understood that the bar was full of powerful localities in Idaho.

The Legion seems to send people directly into the city ruins to recover various useful materials, but these snakes feel that this business must be entrusted to them, wanting to make a monopoly to make more money.

"Look, the Aurora Corps has built a large recycling factory in Boise. It is said that it has hired more than 20,000 people to work in it. If this factory operates normally, our business will be greatly reduced, and we must persuade the Aurora Army to close this factory."

Listening to the voice, it was ‘Thief Bruto’. This guy has a lot of momentum ~ www.novelhall.com ~ while talking about the table, "and more and more people are hired by the legion, and one third of them have recently run away in my town. Let ’s go on like this, we It'll be finished someday. "

The former sentence deals with economy, and the latter sentence deals with status.

The bar is full of local tyrants and emperors. What they need is to rule enough population to work for themselves. The emergence of the Aurora Corps was a disaster for them. Although the purchase of the Legion provided them with new financial resources, the Legion was also digging their foundation.

If everyone is running out, there is no need to confuse such a powerful place like "Bruto". These people will certainly not be so arrested. The reality is very anxious for all powerful players, and someone asked: "Brutto, what can you do? Tell me quickly."

"Hahaha ..." The smirk of 'Thief Bruto' came from the bar, "I know some people in Boise can help us. I just said we had to persuade the Aurora Corps to close their factories Some business should be left to us. "

"Will the Legion accept our 'advice'?"

"I think they must accept our 'advice'."