Twenty Seven Years Chapter 239

  Chapter 239 Disputes between the Sea Rat Gang

   "Just do your best." Monroe and Fisher looked at each other and smiled, not paying attention to Veraker's solemn words.

  You will not sit idly by.

  How old are you?

  A poor boy who has just arrived, can really control the situation in Dunman and change the living environment where outsiders are almost out of breath?

impossible.

  Whether you are humble or not, whether you emphasize that doing so is not egotism but a choice will make people laugh.

  Verak saw that the two of them did not expect much from him, but he did not expect that the hidden identity would still make people look up to him: "What will happen tomorrow?"

   "Ten o'clock in the morning." Monroe glanced quickly over the tavern, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to them, he lowered his voice, "Meet us at Black Street, the territory of the Sdar people."

"The three of us are the representatives of the Bresci people. The Gold Glitter Gang of the Montrego people and the Black Street Gang of the Sder people will also have a similar number of people." When Fisher added, he glanced at Monroe. It seems that it is not very acceptable that Veraker also participates in the meeting.

   "Only the three of us? Where are the other gangs?" Verac took a panoramic view of Fisher's performance, without any fluctuations on his face, and continued to inquire.

Monroe habitually took out the cigarette case, found that it was empty, and directly reached out to take his cigarette from Fisher's pocket: "Dun Manli, the immigrants from our three countries are the largest, accounting for the total foreign population. 70% to 80%, so let's talk first. If necessary later, we will join forces with other people to fight against the government.”

   "Do you know what their attitude is and what they think?" Verak once again declined the cigarette that Monroe offered.

   Monroe tilted his head and motioned for Fisher to say.

"I don't know. We each maintained the stability of our respective regions before, and we haven't communicated much. It was also the new conscription law that stimulated us to contact each other and decided to meet to discuss the future of immigrants." Fisher said .

"Although I don't know what they are thinking, we can still guess something from their behavior." Monroe continued, "The hatred and hostility between the Monlego people and the Dunman people have a long history, so the Gold Glitter Gang The boss, Lao Jin, always likes to fight hard and fight with fire. Ruffalo, the boss of the black street gang, is sociable, flexible, and leads the Sdar people to survive in the cracks. He should advocate a soft response."

   "As such, our opinion is crucial in this meeting." Veraker asked Monroe his initial thoughts before, and now repeats the question at the time, "What do you think?"

  Munro sat slumped on the chair, with smoke in front of his eyes: "What do you think?"

"Of course we must fight resolutely." Verak insisted on the concept of the Equality Council in Bresci, "Dunman has been entangled in the problem of immigrants for a long time, and they really want to completely solve our troubles. Even if we are not so tough, through The way of showing goodwill and making concessions so that the Dunman government does not drive us away is only treating the symptoms and not the root cause. After we **** our arms and weaken our strength to show our sincerity, I think what is waiting for us is still only the ruthless and ruthless Dunman government. A full-scale suppression of scruples."

   "Fisher, what are you thinking?" Monroe was smoking a cigarette, as if he was in a daze or thinking.

"I think this is an unsolvable problem. Instead of wasting time on how to stay, it is better to stabilize the situation first, then transfer our assets as soon as possible, and go to live elsewhere." Fisher has different opinions .

  Villac reminded Fisher of a question that must be clear: "How could all the people in Manchester City be transferred?"

"Then let's go on our own." Fisher said, "Anyway, the little money they give is only enough for us to protect them for a while. If you want to take the safety of the entire Manchester City and the immigrants on yourself, you will be asking for trouble. happy."

   "And then? Go to the next place, be driven away, and go again?"

Fisher spread out his hands: "Otherwise? Everyone just wants to survive. This place can't survive, and another place will do. Is it necessary to fight for the right to survive? Then it is considered that the right has been won." , What's the point of losing your life?"

  Verak was speechless.

  He knows how to refute, but this is everyone's own choice. He is not qualified to stand on a high ground and criticize Fisher with his own standards.

"It's not that serious." Monroe came forward to express his opinion, "My idea is very simple, and the result can only be known after trying. I don't want to lose my life for others, but I sit in this position because everyone If I didn't make any effort, didn't make any fight, and gave up the slight possibility because of timidity, then I wouldn't establish any sea rat gang.”

   "Hmm." Fisher agreed with Monroe's idea first.

   "As long as you are willing to try." Verac also accepted Monroe's idea, trying is better than giving up.

   Monroe bumped Fisher with his shoulder: "Arrange dinner, I'm hungry."

   "Okay." Fisher got up and left.

After Fisher got up to leave, Monroe sat up straight and poured himself a glass of wine: "Stay here and fight for the right to live with the Dunman government, or donate a sum of money to leave as Fisher said, which one do you choose? ?”

   "...the former." Verac's hesitation was not because of the choice itself, but because he was worried that if he made a move from his heart, it would not match the identity he forged, which would arouse Monroe's suspicion.

   But even though there was a risk of being suspected, he still spoke the truth openly.

   "Why?" Monroe's eyes flickered.

   "Why?" Verak asked also.

"Um?"

   "Why do you think it's normal for me to choose money and a more stable life?"

   "Did I say that?"

   "But that's what you think, otherwise you wouldn't ask me why I chose the former." Verac said.

  Monroe paused for a moment, then smiled: "Because that's human nature."

   "So everyone subconsciously feels that fighting for the right to live is not a normal thing, at least it is not as simple and practical as escaping." Verak pursed his lips and shook his head.

   "What's your opinion?"

"I don't have any opinions, I just feel like everyone else that this is wrong and shouldn't be." Verak sat upright, "It's a pity that many people know that this is wrong, and they didn't resist and make their own voices idea."

"You have?"

"I have."

   After replying the brief two words, Veraker and Monroe looked at each other for four to five seconds.

   "Grunt."

   After Monroe finished his drink, the smile on his face seemed to be a little more real: "At two o'clock in the morning, don't be noticed by anyone, come out of the Essen Hotel quietly, and we will meet across the street from Minke's Tavern."

   "What?" Veraker was puzzled by Monroe's sudden and vague appointment.

   "Drink some, what's the matter if you come to the tavern and don't drink." After Monroe finished speaking, he returned to his lazy look, and poured a glass of wine for Verak without any explanation.

  Verak realized that Monroe didn't want to be discovered, so he didn't mention it any more. He picked up his glass and took a absent-minded sip, thinking about why Monroe said that.

  Monroe is so cautious in his own territory, which shows that there are still some things in the Sea Rat Gang that Verak does not know.

   And Monroe sent out the invitation after listening to his question about their future, and the secret meeting was probably for this matter.

   "Dinner." While Veraker was analyzing, Fisher came back and began to arrange dinner for the people in the tavern.

  After seeing Fisher, Veraker felt a sense of awakening. He glanced at Monroe, who had been in a slightly drunk state, and boldly guessed that he had just deliberately dismissed Fisher and created a chance for the two to meet.

   Is it possible that Fisher has another side that is unknown?

  Verak felt that he had inadvertently been involved in more complicated events in the Sea Rat Gang.

   After dinner, Verac left first and returned to the Essen Hotel. He had slept for most of the day before, so he didn't feel sleepy. He waited patiently until two o'clock in the morning, then quietly opened the window and left the hotel, and quickly walked across the street to Minke's Tavern.

  It was cold at the end of January, and it was hard to see any pedestrians on the streets of Manchester City at two o'clock in the morning.

  Verak soon joined Monroe.

  At this time, Monroe was wearing simple and capable clothes, and his body was straight, without the decadent and sluggish appearance before.

   "Follow me." After seeing Veraker, the exceptionally sober Monroe took him around and stopped at a more secluded and safer place.

   "What's the matter with meeting me so secretly at this point?" Verak asked impatiently.

   "There are some things I can't tell you in the tavern." Monroe put his hands in his pockets, white gas came out as he spoke.

  Villac said what he guessed all night: "Fisher has a ghost?"

   "How do you tell?" Monroe asked approvingly.

"You are so cautious in your own territory, which shows that the Sea Rat Gang is not safe enough. To make you the boss so cautious, I am afraid that only Fisher in the Sea Rat Gang can do it. In addition, after you send him away I just mentioned to me about the secret meeting at night, and this guess is almost inseparable." Verak spoke out his thoughts.

  Munro smiled and said; "You guessed it all, that's the way it is. But there is one thing that should surprise you."

"What's up?"

"Do you still remember when you came the day before yesterday and escorted a gun dealer?" Monroe said that he was addicted to cigarettes again, struggling to strike a match in the cold night, "The man behind the gun dealer organization is Fisher. "

   "It's him?!" This matter really exceeded Verak's expectations. He remembered very clearly that Derek, who was selling guns, was taken away by Fisher in the end, "What's going on?"

"Hiss...huh..." Monroe took a puff of smoke, "It's very complicated, I'll try to keep it short. Before the new conscription law came out, we were aware of the government's movements. Sensitive Fisher began to suggest to me many times to use the Sea Rat Gang The forces wantonly searched for a sum of money, and then fled Dunman together, and went to any other place to live a rich life without fighting and killing. But I rejected his idea and said that I would stay in Dunman and Manchester City. Stay with the Bresci here.”

   Speaking of this, Verak basically understood the subsequent development of the matter.

"After he realized that he couldn't convince me, he secretly started a business of selling contraband to make huge profits-I didn't find out until later." Monroe mentioned this, his expression was full of sadness and regret, "except for doing In addition to this kind of accident that would bring great danger to Manchester City, he also supported his cronies in the Sea Rat Gang and tried to replace me."

   "Then you just sit back and watch him grow stronger and kick you away?" Verak asked.

"By the time I found out about this, the situation was already getting worse. I didn't know which of the people around me were his confidants and which ones were not, so I didn't dare to contact him casually, for fear of revealing the information and triggering civil strife in the Sea Rat Gang in advance." Monroe smoked quickly. He threw the **** of the cigarette on the ground and picked up another one. "You just showed up when I was deadlocked and no one was available."

   "Me? How can I help you break the ice?"

"You're a newcomer, and you caught Fisher's gun dealer when you first arrived, which means that you can't have anything to do with Fisher, so I can contact you with confidence." Monroe smoked , "As long as you can pass my test, I will join hands with you to eliminate Fisher and kill the upcoming civil strife in its infancy."

  Villac understood something: "No wonder you asked me when I was in the tavern, which one to choose between taking money and running away or staying to fight."

"If your answer was even a little imperfect, you would not be able to convince me, and there would be no meeting tonight." Monroe sucked his nose that was red from the cold, "But the reasons you said, Success convinced me that you wouldn't go to Fisher after learning the truth."

"I basically understand the matter, so how do you want to get rid of Fisher? He controls the gun dealer organization under his command. You also said that he supported many cronies in the Sea Rat Gang. The two of us alone should not be able to compete? "Verak wondered what good idea Monroe had to solve the internal crisis of the Sea Rat Gang.

   "Do you know what to do at ten o'clock this morning?" Monroe didn't answer directly.

   "Go to meet with the Gold Glitter Gang of the Montrego people and the black street gang of the Sder people."

   "Whoever we are going to."

   "You, me, Fisher—do you want us to work together to get rid of him during the meeting?" Verac said.

  Monroe nodded: "This is the best chance. As long as he is dead, his cronies in the Sea Rat Gang will not be able to make trouble."

Verac's pupils shrank slightly, and he found that Monroe's city was very deep, and the layout of the matter was done as early as the first day he came: "You go against all odds and ask me to attend the meeting with you and Fisher, really The purpose is for this?"

   "That's right." Monroe admitted, "Otherwise, after all, you are a newcomer, no matter how outstanding you are, I wouldn't value you so much."

   "No wonder..." Verak also always felt that Monroe's reason for telling him to go with him was a bit far-fetched, but now that the truth has surfaced, everything makes sense.

"I don't mind your background, your origin. It doesn't matter what kind of person you used to be, as long as we join forces to re-stabilize the Sea Rat Gang, we can work together to fight for the immigrants' right to live according to the consensus." Monroe officially told Verac sent out an invitation, "How about it? Do you want to cooperate?"

   Ask for a monthly pass!

  (end of this chapter)

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