My players are so fierce

Chapter 1384 1381. Respect the era of wildfires and prairie fires

In the evening, on the streets that had been restored to order but were still depressed, a simple carriage stopped by the cemetery.

The little businessman Alyosha got off the carriage and turned back to give some instructions to the grocery store girl in the carriage. He looked around with a somewhat respectable appearance in an old windbreaker. There were soldiers patrolling back and forth on the street. But more of a funeral procession.

Bonie City had just recovered from the chaos, and those who died in the past few days for various reasons rushed to be buried at this time, making the cemetery, which usually no one came to, become "busy".

Men and women wept and cried around the newly dug graves one after another, and coffins with similar styles were put into them one after another. The Winter Wolf priests, who usually did not usually accept the work of comforting the souls, uncharacteristically participated in such a ceremony. inside.

Perhaps because of the inevitable rise of the Wealth Sanctuary here, these priests who had previously stayed in their comfort zone felt strong competitive pressure.

That's not a bad thing.

Otherwise, the few fake priests in the city who specialize in funerals would be really busy in this situation.

Alyosha didn't like the environment of the cemetery, but he just returned to Bonie City this afternoon and knew that he had to go here, whether it was to commemorate the end of the various shocking changes in the past month, or to reflect on the sudden changes in his life. He was at a loss for what to do with the various changes that had occurred, and he needed a quiet enough place to think about it.

He faces a complex choice.

People around him tried to give him advice, but he still wanted to make decisions on his own.

The small businessman holding a bouquet of white flowers walked along the blue brick road towards the cheapest and most remote area of ​​the cemetery, and soon arrived at Artem's grave.

He collected that guy's body, and he also paid for the cemetery and burial. He also used the money from the bag of gold coins that Artyom threw to him.

This has to be said to be a black humor from fate.

However, Alyosha discovered that there was a new grave next to Artyom's cemetery, which looked quite shabby, and there was a young man dressed in a down-and-out style standing there to mourn.

After noticing the small businessman coming, the young man wearing a hunter's hat to shield his eyes took a wary look, then nodded to Alyosha coldly, and the small businessman nodded back and ignored him.

He bent down and placed the flower in his hand on Artem's tombstone, which was carved out of marble and embedded in the ground. He stretched out his gloved hand and wiped the dust and weeds off the tombstone.

He had mixed feelings.

The man lying in front of him was not his friend. To be honest, he was more like an enemy. But at this moment, the little businessman really hoped that Artyom, the bastard, was still alive. At least that guy had a good brain and might be able to give him something. Make some helpful suggestions yourself.

The small businessman has been in Booty Cove for the past few days.

He went to seek refuge, but as a wealthy voter, he received a reception that his status did not deserve in that bustling place where money was sold.

The priests of the Fortune Sanctuary tried their best to invite him to join the church, and even the big boss behind Booty Bay, the very friendly and charismatic foreigner Boss Huo also invited him to have dinner with him and chatted a lot with him.

This is the choice he faces.

Although the small businessman does not have much culture or knowledge, he knows that whether to join the Wealth Sanctuary will directly determine how he spends the rest of his life.

Anna, the girl at the grocery store, has no idea. She can only comfort Alyosha to make his own decision. However, Mrs. Vivian, who fled with her, actively persuaded Alyosha to join the Wealth Sanctuary, and also hinted at her natal family. Can serve as an investor in Alyosha.

Seriously, this kind of enthusiasm scares small businessmen.

In particular, Mrs. Vivian showed obvious seduction actions several times. The most "dangerous" time was when she almost had a frank meeting with a small businessman in the bathroom.

But Alyosha is just young, he is not stupid.

He knew very well that it was impossible for Mrs. Vivian's background to sacrifice her life in return for a life-saving favor. The backgrounds of the two were too different. The beautiful lady who was born in a chamber of commerce family and married a noble lord had a shrewd heart. Mind, she must have seen some value in herself to do this.

Therefore, although Mrs. Vivian's charm in all aspects is full of temptations for young people, her behavior makes small businessmen very uncomfortable.

He would rather stay with the clumsy and innocent Anna. Being from the same class makes the two get along very well.

"Well, Artyom, this is the complication I face."

Alyosha softly told the undead in front of him his current situation. He sighed and said:

"You are an out-and-out bastard, and we have never been friends, but now in this unaccompanied city, I sadly find that if I want to hear the truth, I still have to get it from you.

If you weren't dead, maybe you could become my accountant."

"Ahem"

Just as the small businessman mourned the deceased sadly, a cough suddenly sounded next to him. Alyosha turned around in surprise and found that the strange young man in front of the tombstone did not leave. Instead, he leaned against the deceased in a very disrespectful manner. On the tombstone, he looked at him with a strange and subtle look.

The little businessman thought that this guy was sick, but soon he noticed the gold coin that the guy was playing with.

Shining with a wonderful light.

It was a brilliance that only certain people could see, and more importantly, he had one of these gold coins in his hand.

Alyosha was shocked by this discovery and stood up immediately.

Just like the secret code, under the satisfied gaze of the young man in front of him, the little businessman took out his holy symbol of wealth from his pocket.

"Sure enough, little brother, we are the same kind of people."

The guy in the hunter hat grinned, put away the gold coins, and reminded:

"Don't show this thing to others casually in the future. If I'm not mistaken, the gold coin in your hand once belonged to Ivankov. To be honest, this relationship alone is enough for you to stay in this hateful city. Stabbed to death by a homeless man on the street.

No one will mourn for you, everyone will applaud.

Come and get to know each other.

My name is Folesby Benge, you can call me Little Benge. "

"Alyosha."

The little businessman took back the gold coins, looked at the person in front of him with a suspicious look, then looked at the tombstone, and said:

"Are you the son of the famous banker Sir Benguet? I heard that old Sir Benguet jumped from the city gate out of despair in the chaos?"

"Fake."

Xiao Benge glanced at his father's tombstone and curled his lips and said:

"My father was hired to kill by a group of bankrupt bankers with hatred. Each of them stabbed him three times and pushed him off the city wall with their own hands, because it was my father who invited the Misty Sea Trading Company before a thunderstorm. colleagues and took the lead in providing Ivankov with large amounts of cash.

The bankers blamed my father for their losses.

I told him clearly that it was a fatal invitation, don’t go!

But the old man seemed to have seen through everything. He told me that the Benge family could not escape this disaster, and it could only be ended with blood. When he got on the carriage and entered the already chaotic city, he knew that he could not come back.

However, I think he also had a smile on his face when he was pushed off the city wall.

Well, just think of it as an 'assessment', Alyosha, do you know why? "

The small businessman was a little confused by this question. He thought for a moment and thought of a frightening possibility. He said to Xiao Benge:

"Are the banker's accusations true? Are the Benge family really accomplices?"

"Well, I prefer the word 'collaborator' to 'accomplice'."

Xiao Benge nodded with great satisfaction. He patted his father's tombstone rather frivolously, just like patting his father on the shoulder. He whispered:

“Because of a jump at the last moment, the Benge family obtained unimaginable returns in just one transaction. My father praised this as the most profitable transaction he had ever made in his life.

He is 67 years old.

To be honest, even if this hadn't happened, he wouldn't have lived much longer.

But the goddess of wealth was so generous that she allowed my father to die in elation and satisfaction. For him, this was not even a punishment, just the cost of doing business.

Yet you also saw it.

I can't even bury my father in a high-end area of ​​the cemetery. I can't be noticed by other colleagues that our family has made money, and can only maintain the current appearance of bankruptcy.

How to launder those hot and blood-stained wealth is indeed a big problem, so please cooperate, Alyosha, because we are all voters of Ms. Dutna, and because we have all experienced Iraq from different perspectives. For the sake of Mr. Vankov's feat.

We have plenty of reasons to work together.

As a premise for a collaborator, I am willing to give you some advice on behalf of your dead friend to deal with the situation at hand. "

"cooperate?"

The small businessman sneered and said:

"When everyone calls Ivankov a liar, you call it a 'feat.' Just from this you can tell that we are not the same kind of people. I don't know what you know about Ivankov." I learned something from the disaster of shaping, but for me, I just hope that people like Ivankov will never appear again in the future.

They should be demons under strict guard in hell, and every time they escape from prison and come to the human world, they will bring disaster to all living beings. "

"Huh, it's a pity that fate also wants to shape you and me into such people. Alyosha, don't resist!"

Xiao Benge said jokingly:

"When you got this holy emblem, you were already chosen by fate. As for whether we are the same kind of people, it has nothing to do with whether we can cooperate. Are you going to give up because your collaborator is a wolf? Is the wealth already at hand?

Come on, I'll give you some advice first, and then we'll talk about cooperation. "

"Just tell me, I'm all ears."

Alyosha felt that his rank could not cope with such an aggressive guy like Xiao Benge.

But fortunately, in the few days in Booty Bay, he did learn some social skills from the wealth priests. He tried hard to make it look like he didn't care about this "transaction", because no matter what kind of social game it was, he would never care. Those who win or lose are closer to success.

"I want you to eat the 'cake' delivered to your door!"

Xiao Benge took out a pack of cigarettes and gave himself one, and gave another one to Alyosha. The two young men were puffing away in front of the two deceased people. The little businessman heard the guy in front of him say to him:

"That Mrs. Vivian regards you as a rare commodity, but the only investment she can offer is her own body. Although she has family support, she can be married to the suburbs of Kafhoka and become the lover of a small lord. It is enough to prove that she is not favored at home.

So don't be fooled.

She needs you now more than you need her!

In this case, as a reserve voter, you can fully exercise the privileges of the strong, enjoy her, and use her line to get the first pot of gold from the executive director of the Chamber of Commerce in Batasin City.

But you can only treat her as your plaything, this is very important!

That woman is thoughtful but restless. She is not worthy of your trust at this stage. Unless she can pass your 'loyalty test' in the future, the one you can really trust and drive is Miss Anna.

I suggest you send Miss Anna to Booty Bay to receive accounting and assistant training.

Just like Ms. Guinevere next to Mr. Ivankov, she will become your right-hand man in your career in the future. She is like a green peach that is far from ready to be enjoyed, but you must keep her close. Catch it in your hand.

Alyosha, if you become famous in the future and have to choose a matron for your family, Miss Anna will be the most suitable candidate.

You are from the same class, have experienced adversities together, and she owes you a life. The most important thing is that she relies on your help to change her life. This relationship between collaborators is better than any physical connection. "

Xiao Benge is obviously a prodigal in love, and he is familiar with analyzing the relationship between men and women.

Although it was a bit despicable, the small businessman did think that Benge's analysis was very reasonable, and he silently kept it in mind.

Then Xiao Benge blew out a smoke ring and said to Alyosha:

"You can't refuse the invitation from the Wealth Sanctuary, Alyosha. You didn't realize the impact of the terrible connections in that place on your future. They also invited me, and I agreed without any hesitation.

That's a platform!

A platform that allows you to easily achieve class leaps. Mr. Ivankov was once just a veteran ruffian, but the Sanctuary of Fortune changed him.

That place changes us too.

It is said that the mysterious 'mentor' who single-handedly shaped Ivankov will personally teach us reserve voters

This alone should be enough for you to make a decision.

Whether you like money or hate money, whether you pursue wealth or resist wealth, Alyosha, I hope you will take a serious look at your current situation.

You are already at the crossroads leading to a bright future. Do you really want to give up all this and go back to the countryside to become a businessman?

Apart from anything else, when Ms. Vivian showed her body to you in a flattering manner, didn't you have the slightest impulse? If you were still the small businessman selling goods, do you think she would care about you?

This is the power of wealth, this is the power of power, the power to shape and play with others at will, and it is the privilege of a few people!

And you are about to become such a person! "

Xiao Benge threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out. He took one last look at his father's tombstone and said:

"My dad risked everything to earn this for me. I will never give up. This is also the lesson I learned from Mr. Ivankov's feat. If you want to be on the table, you must have strength. Either At the table or on the menu”

The small businessman didn't answer.

Benge knew that he needed some time to think, so he patted his shoulder kindly, put a business card in his hand, and turned to leave. However, after he took a few steps, Alyosha called him and said:

"You just said you wanted to cooperate? I just have a business idea here."

"oh?"

Xiao Benge turned his head with interest and heard the small businessman say:

"The old part of Bonny City was burned down. No matter whether the people in the city hall are willing or not, they have to rebuild it. It is impossible for the noble gentlemen to go to battle and clear the ashes by themselves. They need an undertaker.

Vivian's father happens to be the executive director in charge of construction materials at the Batasin Chamber of Commerce. I can use this name to obtain the authority to undertake the project from the official, and there is a high probability that I can.

And if you have money, we can take over this project if we cooperate. "

"But the men will keep the remuneration very low, and in addition, all the money in their hands has been defrauded."

Xiao Benge frowned and said:

"This business is not profitable at all."

"But you don't want to make money."

Alyosha took the last puff of the cigarette in his hand before throwing it on the ground. He blew out the smoke ring and said:

"You are just laundering money, and I need to use this project to get more follow-up investment from Vivian's father. This project itself is not important, but it can provide us with what we need most right now.

So, do you want to come together? "

"What a genius idea!"

Xiao Benge's eyes lit up and he praised:

"Did you come up with this? You are worthy of being the chosen one of the Goddess of Wealth!"

"No."

The small businessman looked at Artyom's tombstone and sighed:

"This guy came up with it. He may be more suitable to be this voter than me. Unfortunately, he is unlucky."

"Luck is also a part of strength. Good luck is a talent that countless people can only ask for."

Xiao Benge stepped forward and said to Alyosha:

"Don't be so unsure, my collaborator, you have to show some momentum. Just in case, here is a way for you to quickly build up your confidence as a man."

He put a strange small box into Alyosha's hand, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Now, immediately, go and put Mrs. Vivian to sleep! Do you hear? This is for the sake of our cooperation. If you can't withstand the torture of the noble lover, just take one. This is the Governor's Palace of Transia The secret medicine that was circulated, Mr. Murphy said it was good even after taking it!

But there is an important question at the moment.

I know that there are more than just two wealthy voters in Bernie City, so we have to find the others. "

"Why?"

The small businessman asked curiously, and Benge's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he whispered:

"Of course, warn them not to compete with us here, just like demarcating territory! Now the city of Bernie, where people's livelihood is declining, can't accommodate so many wealthy voters with different abilities. This place now belongs to us two brothers!"

"That's easy."

Alyosha sighed and said:

"Find those who actively withdraw their investment after the first dividend of Class A commodity investment. There must be people like us among them, but I am very curious, Benge, what exactly do you want to do with your enthusiasm and initiative?

You are no longer short of money, you can take your family to live a paradise-like life in other places. "

"Two reasons!"

Little Benge took Alyosha's shoulder, pointed to the devastated city behind him, and said:

"My father died here, how can those murderers get away with it? As a son, I must avenge my father! This is the first, the second.

Look at this city, Alyosha.

The last legend born here was called Ivankov. I hope the next legend will be called Benge. Bernie is a place that Ms. Dutna pays attention to. More legends will continue to be born here. "

The small businessman nodded.

He glanced at Benge and thought that if there can only be one legend in this city, doesn't it mean that the young partners will have to fight each other in the end?

Is this the fate of the wealth voters?

"Don't look so bitter. "

Little Benge didn't seem to notice what Alyosha was thinking. He took out a small wine pot and two cups with lids from his arms, poured a cup into it, and said:

"Come on! Let's toast to this ambitious era!"

"Yes."

Alyosha raised his glass.

He glanced at the surrounding cemetery and said softly:

"Also toast to the collapsed old era. "