Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

The next day, early morning.

Vox was awakened by the shrill ringing of the phone.

Confused, she reached out and grabbed the phone on the bedside.

"Hello! I'm Walkers."

I don’t know what was said on the phone. Walkers, who was still fascinated by Huhu, jumped out of bed instantly as if he had been electrocuted.

"What?"

"Okay, okay, I'll be right over!"

Mrs. Walkers beside her stood up sleepily and asked:

"It's so early in the morning, what's wrong?"

After putting down the phone, Vaux did not immediately return to Mrs. Vaux's question, but hung up the phone slightly nervously.

He responded casually:

"It's okay, just go to sleep!"

Vaux would not tell Mrs. Vaux about many things, so Mrs. Vaux got up as if she was used to it and said:

"Then I'll go see if the children are awake."

After saying that, he got up and left directly.

After putting down the phone, Walkers sat on the bed with cold sweat on his nose, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

After getting out of bed, you paced back and forth in the room. After walking around twice, you seemed to have made up your mind before you picked up the phone and made a call.

"Brother Capello, is the matter settled?"

"What? Tomorrow?"

"Not tomorrow, I have to see the goods at noon at the latest."

"I know you are in trouble. Please help!"

"I'll add money!"

"Thirty-five thousand dollars, I'll send it to you now."

After making the call, Walkers fell down on the bed as if all his strength had been taken away.

Looking out the window with blank eyes.

It took a while before two children ran into the room playfully, waking him up from his daze.

After working hard to interact with the two children, he said to Mrs. Walkers:

"I won't have breakfast at home today, you can take your children to eat!"

Mrs. Vaux noticed that Vaux's mood was wrong and stepped forward to ask:

"What's wrong? Didn't you say it was solved last night?

Did you encounter any problems again?"

Vox reluctantly smiled, gave his wife a hug, and then said:

"It's okay, I will take care of it. You can take care of the children at home.

I want to go out."

Walkers got up, washed up, and rarely put on a decent suit.

When I walked to the door, my bodyguards were already waiting at the door.

Seeing the crowd playing at the door, Vox didn't say much.

Instead, he took a deep breath to calm down.

"Boss, boss!"

When everyone saw the boss coming out, they nodded and said hello.

The driver and bodyguard Vasek even stepped forward and complimented:

"Boss, you look really handsome today."

Vox glanced at the other party and nodded calmly:

"Hmm!"

Usually, in order to show his closeness to his brothers, Vox would often joke with everyone and tell silly jokes.

But today's attitude made Vasek instantly understand his boss's mood today.

He quickly shut up, ran directly to his main driver's seat and sat down, ready to drive with peace of mind.

Craig stood by the passenger door with a black eye socket, watching all this quietly.

When Walkers approached, he opened the car door as usual and welcomed Walkers into the car.

After Walkers got in the car and sat down, he gently closed the door.

I took a look at the Walkers' house and saw nothing special before getting into the passenger seat.

Walkers who was sitting in the car did not speak. Vasek knew that the boss was in a bad mood today and did not dare to ask him where he was going.

The atmosphere in the car was a little dull for a while.

Vasek glanced at Craig next to him and wanted to ask Craig to ask the boss.

It can be found that Craig's state today is obviously not normal, and he looks like he is not very awake.

Unable to stand this atmosphere, Vasek could only bite the bullet and coughed twice:

"Boss, where are we going?"

Walkers' face had been gloomy since he got in the car. After listening to Vasek's words, he looked up at the road outside the car and then at Vasek.

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Said in a low voice:

"Go to the Gladia Hotel opposite the train station."

When Vox finally announced the place name, Vasek let out a long sigh of relief.

He nodded quickly and said:

"Okay, boss, we're leaving now."

After saying that, I started to drive away in a daze.

Craig, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was stunned when he heard the address.

Why are you going to this hotel so early in the morning?

It turns out that I have never visited this hotel.

However, he could also see that Walkers was in a bad mood, and it was impossible for him to get into trouble.

As long as you get to the place, it will be clear to you.

There was no talking all the way, and after about half an hour's drive, the convoy arrived at the Gladia Hotel opposite the train station.

This is a luxury hotel with five floors.

This convoy of three cars was very conspicuous when parked in front of the hotel.

After all, in this era, anyone who can have a motorcade accompanying them must be a big shot.

Just when the doorman was about to step forward and open the car door.

A group of vicious gangsters pushed the door open and got out of the car.

The guests at the door of the hotel were startled and they quickly moved away to avoid conflict with them.

Craig, after everyone in the car in front and behind him got out of the car and there was no one around, he opened the passenger door and got out of the car, and took a look at the surrounding environment.

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he opened the rear door and let Walkers get out of the car.

Just by looking at this scene, I knew that a gangster was definitely coming.

As for whether this scene has any actual combat effectiveness, it is difficult to say.

But as the largest gang in Recife, it is impossible for Vox to keep a low profile.

I looked at the fearful crowd around me, and then at the younger brothers around me.

Walkers thought about what happened today and said to everyone:

"Kraig and Vasek come up with me, and the others will wait outside!"

The boys around shouted in unison:

"Yes, boss!"

Craig and Vasek looked at each other, and Vasek's mouth turned up, looking very happy that he could be trusted by his boss.

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Craig's heart moved slightly.

Walkers ignored everyone's thoughts and stood up directly and walked into the hotel lobby.

He grabbed a waiter and said:

"Take me to your restaurant on the second floor."

The waiter was so scared that he trembled all over, nodded repeatedly, and walked in front to lead the way.

In fact, the restaurant on the second floor is easy to find, because directly opposite the hotel door is a large staircase about three meters wide.

After going up the stairs to the second floor, there is a banquet hall-like restaurant on the right hand side.

It is breakfast time now, and there are only a few diners sitting in the restaurant, enjoying breakfast.

Vox glanced around the restaurant and said to the waiter:

Which table is 19?"

The waiter quickly raised his hand and pointed to a table not far away near the window.

Walkers followed the waiter's fingers and saw a middle-aged white man with a bald head, about thirty-six or seventy years old, sitting on the table. The man was wearing a linen suit, holding a cup of coffee and gesturing this way.

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Nodding to the bald man, Vox walked directly towards him.

Vasek and Craig followed closely behind.

When the waiter saw that several people were no longer paying attention to him, he breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly turned around and left, as if he was afraid of being caught again.

As several people approached, Craig saw the man's appearance clearly, and his eyes froze.

He was very sure that this man was the one he was forced to think of last night, one of the bodyguards sitting outside the box waiting like them.

If it hadn't been for the torture he suffered last night, he might not have been able to remember who the other party was.

But now it is impossible for him not to know each other.

When he was still two tables away from the other party, Walkers pointed to a dining table next to him.

Vasek and Craig stopped quickly, understanding that this meant they were allowed to sit here and wait.

This is a routine operation, and of course the two of them will not have any objections.

Vasek was even more excited. As soon as he sat down, he reached out and called the waiter to start ordering.

Craig carefully observed the people in the restaurant. He was not thinking about Walkers' safety.

What he is concerned about now is whether the other party came alone or if he had other accomplices.

He must find out, otherwise when the intelligence agency comes to find him again, he will not be able to give an accurate answer, and he is worried that he will be tortured again.

But after all, he has not received professional training, and his movements are too amateurish.

If there were professionals on site, there would be no chance for him to observe any abnormalities.

Of course, others will not notice anything unusual about him. As a bodyguard, it is his duty to observe whether the surroundings are safe.

While Craig was looking around, Vox had already sat opposite the bald man.

"Hello, Mr. Walkers, my boss, let me say hello to you on his behalf!"

The bald man stirred the coffee cup with a silver spoon and said to Vox.

The tone sounds very respectful.

But that random action doesn’t seem very respectful.

They didn’t even have to stand up to greet them, let alone stand up and shake hands to introduce themselves.

But Vox obviously doesn't care about these minutiae.

Instead, he turned around and looked around, and found that no one was paying attention here, so he lowered his voice and said:

"Sir, please tell your boss.

What happened this time was an accident, and the goods are now detained by the navy.

I definitely didn’t do anything.”

After the bald man heard Vox's words, a trace of disdainful sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he picked up the coffee in his hand and took a sip.

I found that it still wasn't sweet enough, so I added another cube of sugar and continued to stir.

While stirring, he raised his eyes and glanced at Vox, who had a nervous face, and said in a calm tone:

"Do you think, if this was not an accident, you would still be alive and sitting in front of me?"

Hearing the other party's indifferent tone and words made Vox's hair stand on end.

He is also a gangster and has long been accustomed to being beaten and killed, and his hands are stained with a lot of blood.

But among all the people he met, no one could sit there so calmly and talk about life and death.

The other party's attitude made him understand that life and death in front of the other party were as casual as commonplace.

Fortunately, the other party made it clear that they knew what happened this time was an accident.

This made him let out a long sigh of relief.

"That's good, that's good, please help reply to your boss,

I am already reorganizing the supply of goods and will definitely re-ship the goods to the location we agreed on as soon as possible."

The bald man was quite satisfied with Vox's performance, and he gave a rare nod:

"Oh! So when did you say as soon as possible?"

"Tomorrow, the luck will start tomorrow."

Vox hurriedly returned to the road.

"That's not right! As far as I know, your people just arrived in Rio de Janeiro last night, and they should still be purchasing new arms, right?

Do you know the consequences of deceiving us?"

The bald man stopped stirring the coffee, stared at Walkers with cold eyes, and said unceremoniously.

Hearing the bald man's words, Walkers also broke into a cold sweat.

It seems that my actions here are not hidden from the other party at all!

Perhaps, this is the reason why I can continue to live and sit here and communicate with each other!