Pastel was a delicious snack commonly seen on the streets of Rio. It was a bit like the smoked meat pie in China. It was made by spreading flour into a square, then wrapping it in Cheese, adding beef or chicken, and finally frying it in a pan of oil.
The vendor had already fried several servings of Pastel, but no one was interested. The reason was naturally because of the theater hostage incident that completely paralyzed the traffic on the busiest road in Rio.
Of course, the peddler didn't care much about this small amount of sales. He was also paying attention to the latest information about the theater incident on Twitter, as well as the congratulatory messages sent by various people … Uh, it was the so-called insider information.
All in all, that night, Rio was full of demons and devils, and the onlookers were tirelessly participating in the unprecedented discussion.
"I want two servings of Pastel."
"Oh … Wait." Although he was a little reluctant because he was watching the most interesting part of the gossip, the vendor still responded to the customer who came to his stall … a young customer.
Oriental?
The vendor looked at the young man in surprise. There was a woman behind the young man. She was wrapped in a suit jacket. Her skirt was probably torn or something.
But she was still in the mood to buy food here? Shouldn't she be watching from the front and becoming a member of the great audience?
The vendor was absent-minded as he packed the food. His eyes never left his phone.
"There should be a lot of people over there who are hungry. Maybe you can bring some fresh Pastel and ask the crowd to buy. I think business should be good. "After the young man took the two servings of Pastel from the vendor, he smiled.
The vendor was stunned, then he slapped his head: F * ck! Why didn't I think of this as the best time to do business! There are so many people here, there must be a lot of people who haven't eaten dinner yet!
"Thank you … Where is she?" The vendor could no longer see the young man, and even the woman who was waiting for him had disappeared.
But he didn't think too much about it. Instead, his hands were almost invisible as he madly made fresh Pastel. Then, he put it in a basket and rushed into the crowd, shouting, "Fresh Pastel from the pot, buy three … buy four get one free!"
Looking at the peddler brother who was yelling hard and starting to have business, the servant girl who was taking a bite of Pastel smiled faintly, "The ingredients are not very fresh, but the sauce is specially made, so it tastes good."
"For street food, it's indeed very good." The boss smiled.
You Ye took a handkerchief and wiped the grease from the boss's mouth, so that her master could be a clean and quiet foodie.
"Speaking of which, I forgot to return this pistol," Boss Luo took out a pistol, which was given to him by Song Haoran.
He shook his head. "Forget it. I'll return it the next time we meet."
You Ye suddenly asked, "Master, Mr. Song has that thing on him, is it okay?"
Luoqiu said indifferently, "It's just a remnant soul that has just been born. No matter what kind of glory or power it had in the past, it has now disappeared in the long river of history. Whether it succeeds in becoming Song Haoran, or Song Haoran succeeds in becoming it, that's the fate between him and it. But is it an ancient relic hidden in the depths of the jungle? It seems that there may be other gains in this trip to South America. "
The servant girl didn't ask any more questions. Her master only cared about the story behind his father's life, not the so-called blood relatives.
"Speaking of which, I've only done one business here in a few days. It's not very good." Luoqiu pondered for a moment, "I can almost hear a lot of desires. Then, I'll take a little more business."
Hearing this, the servant girl nodded, put down the Pastel that she had just eaten and stood up.
But Luoqiu pulled her to sit down again and whispered, "Don't worry, finish eating first."
With that said, he also wiped a touch of grease from the edge of You Ye's lips with his sleeve and whispered, "I solidified your taste buds so that you can remember the taste of all the delicacies."
"En," the servant girl responded softly.
The boss raised his hand and a light screen appeared on his left. The image that appeared was of Caroline who was stuck in a taxi on the road.
After a glance, Boss Luo no longer paid attention to it. Then, he looked towards the theater.
This glance peeled off all the outer walls of the theater, leaving only the internal structure of the theater in sight. This iconic building no longer had any secrets.
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…
Lluvia originally thought that after sending Dr. Franky and the other two away, Song Haoran would plan to hide and wait for the real rescue outside; or mix in with the hostages again to create more opportunities to leave. But Song Haoran asked Bucky to contact the bandits who were arresting Mr. Billy. It seemed that he really intended to 'meet' these bandits.
"Rumor has it that Mr. Billy is a very grateful person." Song Haoran smiled and said, "I wonder how he will repay us after we save him?"
Lluvia couldn't help but complain, "Military Counselor, no matter how grateful a person is, he is still a politician, okay?"
Song Haoran said, "That's even better. Politicians are often the ones who hire us the most. Dad has accumulated a lot of clients over the years, so I also need to accumulate my own clients. "
Oni didn't oppose Song Haoran's plan … Or it could be said that he needed to see blood tonight, but it was stopped. He was already a bit impatient, "If I go back and my wives know that I was kidnapped, they will definitely laugh at me! I don't want this to be a stain in my life. "
Lluvia was still a bit conservative. She was full of worries and resisted Song Haoran's adventurous character from the bottom of her heart.
Song Haoran suddenly lifted Lluvia's chin and said intimately, "Besides, don't forget our action tonight … Although dad said to stop the action temporarily, there is no such word in Song Haoran's dictionary."
"Hmm …" She couldn't win this man's wild beast-like eyes under the noble young master's shell.
You … will definitely become the king of 'Iris Flowers'.
…
According to Song Haoran's instructions, Oni and Lluvia were directly lying in ambush at this time, waiting for the people who were chasing Billy to appear, and then ambush them unexpectedly. As for Buggy, Song Haoran personally looked after him and directed his actions.
"Hey, kid, you're not really a government person, are you?" Buggy's eyes flickered and no one knew what he was thinking.
"You're not a mole in the police force, are you?" Song Haoran replied in a neutral tone.
"Let's make a deal. If you let me go, I can give you unimaginable wealth. Brother, we're just looking for wealth. There's no need to lose our lives. "Buggy quickly suggested.
Song Haoran curiously asked, "You seem to believe that Roger can win this round? The outside is full of armed forces, and this place is impenetrable. Do you really think he can easily escape? Or do you really think that he has the capital to negotiate with the country with these hostages in his hands? "
Buggy shook his head, "According to what you said, there is no such thing. Both sides are just stalling for time. Including the release of me and Moria, it's all a snatch of time. But … we old guys watched Roger grow up. Although he is a complete madman, he is not a fool. He will never do things that he is not sure of. That's why I think he might have some crucial cards up his sleeve. A card that really makes him dare to talk to the country is called the Ace of Spades! "
"You're not as stupid as the rumors say." Song Haoran nodded and suddenly said, "Do you know that Roger buried a lot of explosives here that can raze this place to the ground in a few seconds?"
Buggy's face changed dramatically at this moment, and he looked at Song Haoran in horror … If it's true … Damn!!
Why didn't I just climb the drainage pipe with the old man and the young couple and leave??!
It's too dangerous here! I want to go back to prison!!
"Are you sure I'm joking?" Song Haoran looked at Buggy with a playful look.
Buggy's face was pale, and he smiled bitterly, "Roger can do it. During the great hunt back then, this madman lured all the enemies to his father's side and used his father as a shield. Only then was he able to escape. So there is nothing he can't do. "
"I won't let you go. If you dare to leave now, I will kill you directly." Song Haoran's eyes were murderous.
Buggy looked depressed and felt that luck had left him. He had to say with a sullen face, "What do you want me to do?"
"Of course, it's something that suits your current identity." Song Haoran smiled, "I am a 'government' person, and you are a 'mole' in the police. We naturally need to cooperate, don't we? If you don't want to die here, then you'd better display your value to the fullest. "
Buggy sighed. He was helpless and full of hatred. He stared at Song Haoran and said, "I know, you and Roger are actually the same type of people. Your ambition is boundless!"
"Thank you for the compliment." Song Haoran handed a dagger to Buggy, "I have always been friendly to my collaborators."
Buggy frowned and finally took the dagger.
He really didn't want to participate in any of Roger's actions. He really felt that prison was more suitable for him … Even if he didn't know what Roger was planning behind the scenes, the kidnapping incident alone was enough of a crime …
He was sure that the officials he had spent a lot of time building a good relationship with would never protect him afterward.
I'm sorry, Luo Jie. I really just want to be a quiet person in prison …. '
Looking at Buggy's eyes, Song Haoran knew that this guy had been successfully instigated.
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…
"Haven't you caught the big fish yet? Your people are really slow." Crocodile frowned.
Roger said indifferently, "It's just a hidden rat. It can't run far. Anyway, there's still some time. Just treat it as an entertainment. "
Crocodile snorted and suddenly looked at the Senate leader who was guarded in the corner. He grinned, "Speaking of which, I have a personal grudge with this old guy. Roger, let me have a good 'chat' with this old guy. "
"Oh?" Roger was a little curious.
Crocodile looked at the old Senate leader and sneered, "This old guy has probably forgotten how much trouble the bill he promoted five years ago brought to me."
"You … You mean the foreign trade case five years ago?" The old Senate leader was surprised.
"You may not know that my business is foreign trade! Thanks to your care, my business has suffered a great loss. " Crocodile sneered and walked directly to the old man. He grabbed his hair and dragged him to the door, "Give me twenty minutes. I promise to let him come back alive."
Roger waved his hand, but let people follow him. He said indifferently, "Watch him closely. This old man can't take a beating. Don't let Crocodile accidentally kill him."
"Got it, boss!" One of the men nodded and followed him out.
Moria shook his head, "I heard that this guy killed a lot of people in prison. Why is he still so rude after such a long time? Brother Ming, why don't you talk? You've been silent since just now. Are you thinking of something bad? "
"I'm suddenly curious about one thing." Brother Ming looked at Roger, "How did you find such a horrible guy? I don't believe in the existence of these big guys, but I'm curious … Why did you get it? "
Roger said indifferently, "I'll tell you later … Of course, I know your character. If you don't figure it out, you will never give up. But … Brother Ming, I want to remind you that the world is very big. Sometimes, some things are far beyond your knowledge. When you really come into contact with some things, you will know how small the world was in the past. "
Doflamingo frowned, "I don't like this kind of rhetoric, but …"
But Doflamingo couldn't say it because the walkie-talkie Roger was holding on the table suddenly exploded at this time. It was a scream.
Everyone could hear that the voice belonged to Bucky.
"Roger … Reinforcements! Reinforcements … Help … "
"What happened?" Roger picked up the walkie-talkie and asked directly. After waiting for ten seconds, there was no sound from the other side.
He then called another person who was sent to catch Billy, but there was no response. Roger's face was gloomy like an extinct volcano.
"It seems that this big fish bit the net." Moria chuckled, "Billy? Crocodile and the Senator have some old feelings that need to be contacted. I also have some things to visit this guy. "
"Wait." Roger frowned, "Things are a bit strange. Including Bucky and Batu, we have a total of five people. According to the report, there are only two bodyguards around Billy, and they only have pistols in their hands. "
"What do you want to say?" Doflamingo looked at Roger with interest and suddenly smiled, "You said Bucky is a fraud? That coward? "
"Be careful, you will live longer," Roger said indifferently. He waved his hand and said, "Except for the people who control the scene in the concert hall and the first line of defense, the rest of the people follow me. Moria and Brother Ming, you come too! In addition, tell Crocodile that if the president's people don't appear in fifteen minutes, throw the Senator's body out of the window! "
Everyone acted.
…
In the concert hall, in addition to the conductor who died directly in front of everyone at the beginning, there were several other bodies. These people were directly killed by Roger when he was amused.
The bodies were piled up casually in the corner.
In front of him, there were eight burly men with submachine guns in their hands, standing in different positions.
How many guests were there in the concert hall? Of course, it was dozens of times more than these eight gangsters. But the problem was, who dared to hit the ruthless muzzle?
They had been pampered for too long. They cherished life and were unwilling to fight for the precious future.
"Mom, I want to go home …"
There was the sound of children sobbing in the crowd, but soon someone reached out to cover it, for fear of provoking the ferocity of these fanatics.
"Oh God, please save us …"
"God …"
"Who cares …"
"What's wrong with the police … Husband, I'm scared …"
Panic and despair seemed to have found the best hotbed, growing at a terrifying speed and shrouding everyone's heads.
Then they seemed to hear something whispering …
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