The solar system is broken

The water of the high seas, the boundless waves.

The darkness cast a protective color over the dirty transactions.

After docking, the stowaways stepped off the fishing boat and slowly climbed up a 20-meter hanging ladder.

The wind tugged at the clothes of these people, revealing the bottomless deep sea below.

Jump~

A steel coin fell out of a stowaway's pocket, struck the steel pipe of the ladder with a crisp sound, and then sank into the boundless seabed.

In the deep sea area far away from the continental shelf, the average depth of the sea water is 1000 meters +, and if you fall into it, you can only be a shark.

The stowaway tightened the handle, and the trembling feet made the steel pipe creak.

Smuggling is actually a bit of a waste of life.

There are no lights on the deck.

But the lights in the cabin were brightly lit and people were shouting.

There is a casino at the entrance.

A dealer in a fancy dress deals cards to a group of people.

A group of people gathered around the card table and made noise.

"twenty one!"

"twenty one!"

"Alas~"

"It's blackjack again. Brother, you've made a lot of money." He patted the man on the shoulder.

The person at the gambling table touched the sweat on his forehead and smiled broadly. After all, just now, he won 0.01 small goals.

If your hand shakes, it will be a small target of -0.01.

"Fuck!"

Some people are happy, and naturally some people are unhappy. Money always comes from pigs.

The furious loser stood up and overturned the table.

The two strong thugs behind him had already stood up and pushed the man onto the table.

The man's face instantly turned purple from the suffocation, and he was punched several times, making him dizzy.

This ship even dared to do things like cutting off its head, and a small casino man dared to turn the world upside down.

A man stood by the railing on the second floor and sneered as he watched the gamblers being dragged to the deck like dead dogs.

This man looks very rustic, wearing a leather coat, a big gold chain hanging around his neck, a gold watch and a jade ring on his hand, and a gold sculpture all over his body. But in one word, this man is real.

He picked up a cigar and puffed on the smoke ring.

This person's identity is not simple, he is the boss of Tango, Wang Dafu.

I have three ships, all sailing to South America.

"Boss, how do you prepare the clothes for the dance?" A little boy wearing overalls hurriedly ran out of the back room.

"What are you doing with your frizzy claws?" Wang Dafu flicked the cigarette in his hand to the right. The man in a suit who looked like a bodyguard immediately took the cigar and put it in the ashtray.

"Hey, hey, hey! It's a waste, don't you know!" Wang Dafu grabbed the bodyguard's hand and pulled out the cigar. Unfortunately, the half of the cigar had long been covered with ashes, and it would be useless if he smoked it again. "You're a head-chopping guy.

A high-end Luzon cigar costing US$8,000~ It’s a waste of US$400!” “I’m sorry, boss, I’m sorry, boss.” The bodyguard lowered his head and apologized repeatedly.

"If you have a mine at home, you can't be stunned by (this) situation."

"Deduct my salary".

"Deduct the money!" Wang Dafu pressed the bodyguard's chest, his mouth almost touching his nose, "You only earn 2,000 knives a month. If you deduct the money, how will your wife and children survive!"

bodyguard:...

Speechless.

Wang Dafu shook his head and waved his hand, "Forget it, use your few dollars to buy some supplements for my sister."

But when I saw the ashtray, I unconsciously held it in my hand.

"Ouch~400 dollars," he looked at the cigar and shook out the ashes, but after all it was too dirty, so he threw it into the ashtray.

"Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, waving its hands."

The bodyguard bowed his back, held an ashtray, and retreated.

The boy who asked about the clothes was standing there. Wang Dafu immediately became angry when he saw it. The 400 knives are gone and you are still disobedient.

His anger suddenly rose, and he slapped him forward, "Don't you understand people's words? I told you to get out!"

"Boss..." He covered his face and looked at Wang Dafu sideways.

"How dare you talk back?" He raised his sleeves and was about to give me a big slap.

"Boss, your banquet is about to begin. Let's choose clothes..." He leaned forward to avoid the slap and spoke loudly.

Wang Dafu's hanging hand stopped half an inch from the young man's face, "You should have told me~"

"Boss, you don't even have time to pay attention to me..." I feel aggrieved.

Wang Dafu looked at the young man in confusion, then slapped his forehead, "Oh, look at my bad temper!"

The young man was only fifteen or sixteen years old. After receiving this slap, the five fingerprints on his face were particularly meditative.

"I'm sorry Sai, I'm sorry Sai."

"Ah Bao," Wang Dafu held the baby's face, "Does it hurt~"

A finger touched it, and the baby grinned in pain.

"This..." He frowned.

"Three, go get that medicine!" Wang Dafu shouted to the bodyguard holding the ashtray.

"Caiyun Baiyao?"

"Yes, yes, yes, take the most expensive one and see if you can beat this kid." He waved his hand and urged.

"Wait!" Just when the bodyguard was about to leave, Wang Dafu stopped the bodyguard again.

"boss..."

"Go get some ice, put it on him, and get $900."

Wang Dafu looked at the baby's face, fearing that the little guy's face would be disfigured by the growing body, but the situation was not that bad. It was also swollen.

"Abao~ I'm really sorry."

The kid wasn't that stingy, but he asked, "Boss, my godmother said that boys must be tough and can't eat peaches."

Wang Dafu was stunned and gave a thumbs up, "Abao, great."

"Boss, what should I wear to the dance tonight?"

Only then did Wang Dafu remember that he had a dance. He frowned and didn't know what to wear.

"My godmother said that I need a hat, clothes, pants and shoes, and I will prepare them for the boss."

Looking at this sensible child, Wang Dafu rubbed his head and sighed. If it weren't for the misfortune of his family, who would be making a living in the world.

"hat?"

"Sable."

"What about the clothes?"

"Sable."

"Where are the pants?"

"Sable...maybe."

"Shoes," this time before Wang Dafu could reply, Abao replied, "Sables."

Wang Dafu smacked his lips and wondered, "Is it because there are too many minks, and it turns into a mink?"

But Abao gave a thumbs up, "Noble!"

"Hahaha!" He patted the little guy on the head, "You're the only one with a sweet mouth."

"Boss, the stuff is here."

Wang Dafu took the tray, and the bodyguard was about to turn around and leave. But Wang Dafu stopped him, "I have a bad temper, don't take it personally."

He took out half of the 900 knives and put it into the bodyguard's hand, "Three~, this knife should be considered as compensation for you, otherwise I will appear too narrow-minded."

"Boss," the bodyguard didn't accept the money.

Wang Dafu's face fell, "Where is this money? It's not free. There are bullets coming, I will buy you a brother."

Having said this, it would be a bit disrespectful if I didn't follow up.

"Thank you, boss." Bow.

"Don't thank me. I'll be more comfortable scolding you in the future."

After applying the medicine, I gave everything in the tray to the little boy named Abao.

Children are no better than adults, and they don't bargain. They just told the boss to make a fortune and jumped out with the plate.

"Si~ It's so good to be young~" Wang Dafu was intoxicated with endless youth.

"Boss." A cold figure suddenly remembered from behind.

Wang Dafu was frightened and staggered, "I'm scared to death! I told you many times to keep a low profile. You are so elusive and pretend to be a good society. We are law-abiding and good citizens."

"Boss, a guest is here!" The man ignored Wang Dafu's nagging.

"guest?"

"He entered your study, and we didn't find out until he entered."

"Study?" Wang Dafu stopped smiling.

If others don't know, doesn't he know? The most guarded place on the entire ship is his study, and that person actually managed to get in without him noticing, which is amazing.

"I'll go meet him," he said this time not in Sichuan dialect, but in standard Mandarin.

"Yes," the man melted into the black shadow and disappeared.