British 1986

"able!"

Regardless of whether it is possible or not, when the young master asked, Old Carl said yes, even if it is not possible, it must be possible!

"Master, uh, why don't you wait a little longer? It hasn't been long yet."

Although he agreed happily, as a veteran of doing dirty work, Old Carl still reminded him responsibly.

It's only February, the news has passed, but it's too late.

This is the United States, not Wales, so officers should be more restrained.

"No need to persuade me! If you have great influence in the United States, just trick them into doing it outside! Do you want me to teach you how to do it?"

Old Carl watched Allen stare at the creek and said bravely: "Then what are you going to do, young master?"

His style is simple and rough. If Allen doesn't explain it specifically, then Karl Sr. will be prepared to follow his own method, but Allen will occasionally quarrel with him, saying that he is too direct in his work, has no technical content, and cannot keep up with the times.

This makes old Carl very sad. He is old, but he is loyal!

Allen smacked his lips, took out a cigarette from the bag on the side of the recliner, and lit a pipe himself: "In the future, technology will become more and more developed, and surveillance cameras commonly used in casinos will become more and more common in the future, even on the streets. They are installed on the roads and intersections!”

Hearing this statement, Old Karl frowned. This was a scene he could not imagine.

In the past, in Wales, the old earl gave an order, and at night, he and his people could go to work.

The most technical thing

Just cut the phone line and turn on the switch. Nowadays, society is developing too fast, and there are more and more surveillance cameras. If you don't pay attention in the future and are photographed, it will always be bad. He himself is not afraid, but aren't those subordinates? Pity?

"I've always told you to keep pace with the times! You're getting older. Sometimes you don't have to do everything by yourself. When you go back this time, take a few people back with you and let them train your subordinates!"

"yes!"

"In addition, this time you choose a place in Africa, use the excuse of letting them go back to their hometown to give a speech, give them some benefits, and invite their whole family to travel there. When they get to Africa, the rest will be easy."

"Yes! I remember it."

Old Carl thought to himself, this is also a method, very technical!

And as long as people are transferred out, they can do whatever they want when they get to Africa?

"Then young master, the person in the book wants"

"No need to rush!"

This time, Allen actually comforted Old Carl not to worry.

"Come one by one, from the oldest to the youngest. I want to see if these people will wake up later and watch those people slowly disappear. Will one of them be frightened to death?"

As if he thought of something fun, Allen looked a little excited as he spoke.

"Yes! I understand."

Old Karl blinked and sat on the soft stool honestly.

"Well, you watch and order the fishing rod, I'll take a rest."

"good!"

The cool wind was blowing, and I was listening to the rushing sound of the creek. In this environment, there was a small stove next to it, and I was covered with a small blanket. It was so comfortable to sleep, it was very artistic!

Allen has never been afraid of trouble, but loves trouble!

His thoughts have been very extreme and aristocratic over the years.

Every noble is not afraid of trouble, and the Hill family is the representative of this.

Don't be afraid of trouble. As long as you fight back hard, you can not only solve the trouble, but also deter newcomers and save a lot of trouble that has not happened.

For example, the old Fox family sent people to test Allen before he inherited the title, and Allen bit them hard, causing the Fox family to be ruined.

This time, he not only shocked all the local nobles in Wales, but also proved his ability. Despite his young age, no one dared to despise him as long as he was ruthless.

certainly

If you really encounter trouble that cannot be solved, you can only give in and beg for mercy.

These black people accused him and slandered him. At that time, Allen came forward to clarify, and then pretended that the matter was over.

Wait for the wind to pass.

Haha, Master Allen is very vindictive. He has been so wronged since he came to Great Britain!

In Wales, even if Mr. Allen's motorcade passes by a village and a dog in the village dares to bark, he will have his servants get out of the car to catch the dog and give it a slap!

Is it fun for these people to say a few words in the newspaper and jump up and down?

Do you think that blaming a nobleman across the Atlantic Ocean can improve your status?

If they dare to accuse and blame themselves today, will they dare to scold themselves next time?

Will you dare to come and seize his property next time?

This wind cannot last long!

Count them one by one and solve them all. This is Allen's method.

It can both express bad temper and shock these ignorant American bastards.

If they don't remember, what awaits them next time will be even more ruthless measures than this time.

Washington, D.C., is the capital of the United States.

The entire special zone occupies a huge area, and the southeastern area is mainly a slum area.

The wealthy areas are mainly concentrated in the northwest district.

Hall drives his beloved burgundy Cadillac Seville.

This car is the most classic model of Cadillac in the 1980s. Faced with serious homogeneity of cars, Cadillac took the lead in launching it, referencing the design of the skirt style of European aristocratic ladies.

The trunk of the Seville is not an ordinary curved one, but has a diagonally downward section, which looks full of personality. In the words of professional car reviewers, the Seville model is full of European aristocrats. breath.

certainly

This kind of idea only exists in the cognition of Americans. This so-called aristocratic atmosphere is a very standard American conjecture. They rely entirely on their self-righteous conjectures to entertain themselves. Outside the United States, no one thinks of this car. There's something aristocratic about it.

On the contrary, I thought it was extremely ugly.

At the end of February, there was already a breath of spring in Washington. Hall lowered his car window and greeted every neighbor he met on the road.

He likes the atmosphere of the community very much. Everyone is rich, maintaining surface politeness, and respecting each other as guests. There is no discrimination or chaos here, just a harmonious and prosperous atmosphere!

As a black man who managed to become one of the editors-in-chief of the Washington Post step by step, Hall's achievements may not seem like much to outsiders, but he has broken away from the class he should be in and has risen several classes.

This was also his purpose in buying a house in this community, to live with the upper class and escape from the inherent ghettos of black people.

As soon as the car arrived at his door, a black Ford sedan parked in front of his home. Hall frowned and felt nervous.

After turning the wheel and parking his beloved Cadillac Seville in front of his home, Hall quickly got out of the car and saw his wife talking to two white people at the front door of the home.

"Hey gentlemen, what do you want at my house?"

The two white men seemed to have just discovered Hall. They smiled at Hall and took a step back to make room for the door. First, a shorter white man nodded slightly and said, "Good afternoon, Mr. Hall. I came to visit you, but I didn’t expect you hadn’t gotten off work yet.”

"Hall! These two gentlemen have been waiting here for half an hour. I asked them to come in, but they didn't come in."

Hearing his wife say this, Hall breathed a sigh of relief. Under the inherent impression, he thought these two people were here to cause trouble for him. Now that they talked about it, Hall suddenly relaxed his vigilance.

Since they didn't even enter the house and spoke very politely, they don't look like bad people!

He straightened his back slightly, coughed twice and said, "What do you want from me?"

"That's right, Mr. Hall, can we go in and talk?"

The little white man took out a document bag from the briefcase in his hand and handed it to Hall.

"good!"

Hall took the document bag, motioned to his wife with his eyes, and invited the two guests in.

"You mean the Côte d'Ivoire conference invited me back to give a speech?"

Hall held the document and was a little puzzled.

The two white men in front of me have already shown their IDs. They are members of a small black mutual aid union in the United States.

Don’t wonder why there are white people in the Black Mutual Aid League. There are white people everywhere in these organizations, large and small.

The management and execution abilities of black people are not good!

There are white people involved in all their organizations, and they can't do anything solely because of the black people themselves.

"Yes Mr. Hall, plus"

The little white man seemed to be embarrassed and whispered: "Because of your current reputation in Washington, they will give you a reward of 100,000 US dollars, but they will have to wait until you arrive in Cote d'Ivoire to pay."

"!"

Hall, who originally didn't bother to have anything to do with these poor West African relatives, was a little moved when he heard the reward of one hundred thousand dollars!

Although this amount of money is not too big for him, it will take several years to save it.

But with the daily life plan of a black man, he cannot save

This is a windfall for him, and he hasn't taken his annual leave this year yet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, it will be a good idea to take the family there for a vacation with food and accommodation included.

Since Cat d'Ivoire became independent from France in the 1960s, although the economy is underdeveloped, the public security is quite good. Although there are still wars in some areas, overall it is not a particularly chaotic period. I went there to give a speech and still had a good time. It can improve his reputation.

Just when he was about to agree, Hall narrowed his eyes and said, "I want to think about it."

"OK!"

The little white man didn't try to persuade him any more. He stood up and prepared to leave. He paused before leaving the house, took out his business card and handed it to Hall: "Sir, if you agree, please call us back within a week. You know, This event is time-limited, and we have to invite a few more gentlemen as backup.”

The meaning behind the words was very clear. There was no shortage of him, Hall. He could consider it, but time was limited, so he had to call the other party in advance, otherwise.

They are going to be replaced.

Hall snorted with a heavy nasal voice and said with a smile: "I know!"

The plane landed at Abidjan International Airport. Calling it an international airport is just putting it nicely.

This is the largest airport in the province of Abidjan, the capital of Côte d'Ivoire.

There are currently only two international airports in Côte d'Ivoire that can land large passenger planes, and there are more than a dozen other small airports.

Hall thought about it for a few days and decided to take his family to Cote d'Ivoire to travel and give lectures.

He's not doing it for money, he's just doing it to show off!

Is there anything better than showing off in front of your poor, bumpkin relatives in West Africa?

After getting off the plane, the other party sent several old-fashioned sedans to pick them up. The person in charge of the other party was a strong white man with a friendly face and slightly brown hair. He seemed to have some French ancestry.

"Mr. Hall, please accept our wishes."

The first thing the strong white man did when they met was to hand the envelope in his hand to Hall.

Hall took the envelope, squeezed it with his big hand, and looked inside the envelope. It was a check from JPMorgan Chase Bank, with a long string of zeros on it. Hall counted it carefully, one hundred thousand dollars, that's right!

Calmly, he stretched out two fat fingers and pinched the check, and it felt right.

Hall often comes into contact with these things. As long as the amount is right and the feel is right, there is no need to look further. The other party is very trustworthy. When it comes to giving money to Cote d'Ivoire, he actually gave the money as soon as he got off the plane.

"Haha! Thank you for your hard work. I heard that there are many national parks in Cote d'Ivoire, and I have heard of the name of Nimba Mountain Nature Reserve in the United States!"

Hall looked knowledgeable and casually reported several locations.

"Sir, let's go meet the organizer first. We have to drive across the province to Aboiso, the neighboring province. Please be patient."

"good!"

Hall knows this. Aboiso is a border province, close to neighboring Ghana. Due to its geographical location, the economy is not particularly developed, but as a coastal province, it has great potential. This is why the other party invited him to give a speech. The purpose is to boost morale and talk about the advanced deeds of the United States.

After leaving the province of Abidjan, the convoy drove all the way to the northeast. The dust stirred up by the dirt road along the way made Hall look very novel. There were few villages around, and he had only passed one village along the way.

And as the road became more and more eccentric, Hall slowly felt something was wrong!

Even if you are going to give a lecture, you should at least go to the city, right?

Who goes to the village?

The largest city in Aboiso Province is close to the sea, and the convoy's current route is obviously towards the inland area.

"Uh, did we go in the wrong direction?"

"That's right sir, we're almost there!"

Hall looked back with some worry. His wife and child were sitting in the car behind him. Fortunately, he could still see the car behind him. It seemed that he had taken a detour.

It was a building that looked like an abandoned factory in the wild. The tall walls had cracks in some places.

The convoy filed in, five cars, and the last car stopped at the gate of the factory.

Hall gets off

Looking at this dilapidated factory building, a bad feeling arose in my heart.

"This is... ah!"

Just when I was about to ask a question, there was a "click" and a heartbreaking pain suddenly came from my calf.

Hall fell to the ground holding his legs and screamed.

The strong white man who had a gentle smile on his face when picking him up slowly took back his left leg. He had just whipped Hall's calf with a whip kick. He was very confident about this, and the fracture would be the least severe result!

A fat black woman with two children got out of the car behind. She was shocked by this scene. The black woman rushed up screaming.

"Catch him and bring him in!"

The strong white man waved his hand as if giving an order, without even looking at them.