"After so long, the red turbans still say that to me?"

Then what else can I say about you?

The Red Viper resisted the desire to complain:

Over the years, since the "Dog Tooth" Bot and the leader of the Turnbull have fallen one after another, and the brotherhood's Lazanchi Fesso suddenly robbed the share, the drug lords who have been eating this bowl of rice in the Blood Bottle Gang have never been willing to do so.

But they didn't break up your business, they didn't look through your details, and they didn't find out your whereabouts... They only heard of their names but did not see them all year round, and they were so angry that they were so angry...

Isn't that all I can say?

Do you still expect the Blood Bottle Gang, who is the old enemy, to be the bosses who are looking for shame and face to discipline their younger brothers to tell the truth, "Sorry, for so many years, none of the thugs who have gone to kill Lazanchi Feisuo have come back, and none of the drug lords who have gone to steal his business are alive, and not even a few people who have seen Feisuo's true face"?

But I could only erect my chest and hips in front of my younger brothers with respect, and smiled passionately, "Fei Suo is such a coward, we are so scared that we dare not go out to shit"?

Whenever Nekra thinks of this, he becomes angry and angry.

When the Turnbull Gang leader was still alive...

Which gang, which club, which fool is not open to the eyes, or even a blue-skinned girl without a big background, dares to openly disobey the Blood Bottle Gang?

Are they not afraid of hooligans during the day or are they not afraid of Lausanne at night?

Is there a place to settle abroad, or is there someone in the palace serving in the office?

Do you want to offend the big merchant group or dare to offend Iris?

But if a hero like Turnbull is still alive...

The red viper clenched his fists, feeling regretful first, and then glad.

Damn, then Old Biden should be dead.

Except that it is not good for the blood bottle, this is good for everyone.

"Mr. Rick."

The next second, Fei Suo turned his head unexpectedly, and his tone was kind:

"Have you ever seen me bring a bodyguard when I purchased goods?"

Rick was startled and first lowered his head subconsciously, and then forced himself to look up.

Why me?

What am I doing wrong again?

What does it have to do with bodyguards?

Rick swallowed his throat and trembled:

"No, no, no, never, never seen it."

"Why?" Fei Suo was still kind.

Why?

Rick's mind was empty and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"because……"

Because you just come to buy fireworks every time?

Because you, Razanchi Fisso, before today, in the eyes of all the uninformed people, you are just a cheesy philander, a thug-shoulaiman who gets up early and goes to bed late - Master Suleiman?

What does an ordinary firefighter need a bodyguard to do?

Do you protect his fireworks stall?

Rick suddenly shivered all over, and he figured out something.

“Because you don’t need it.”

Rick took a deep breath and looked at everyone:

"Because we have chosen here and fireworks processing industry to do business in so many industries in Jade City."

The Red Viper and his subordinates frowned.

But Duo Fei Suo's eyes lit up, he nodded and began to look at Rick again.

As for why it is the fireworks industry...

Rick's breathing was a little messy.

Because of convenience.

Whether it is raw material import, manufacturing and processing, assembly and transportation or bulk sales, most of the processes and guidelines, equipment and tools of the fireworks business are similar to the "bank" business of the Black Street Brotherhood, which is convenient for providing... well, cover.

Those firework loaders recruited from outside the North Gate Bridge can wear protective clothing, masks and gloves to repeat their homework over and over again under strict surveillance, carefully and trembling...

At the end of the day, when they were searched, changed their clothes, and returned home in a daze, many people didn't even know what medicine they were assembling.

Of course, when they have experienced enough to wake up and realize what kind of "medicine" they are loading, the generous salary and rewards, as well as the reality of living outside the Beimen Bridge, are enough to make them shut up.

Well, there are also passive occasionally.

But this is not the answer that Feisuo needs.

"The production and storage of celebration fireworks are risky," Rick hugged his broken arm tightly and tried to calm himself down. "So we have excuses and reasons to strictly manage, monitor, protect and even keep confidential and isolated the business."

Of course, there are also a large amount of fees paid regularly to firefighters, construction and security offices under the Municipal Council and the Civil Service Department when applying for various licenses and certificates.

As soon as these words were said, others were still hesitant, but Nekra's face changed.

Fei Suo smiled even happier.

【Very good, Rick, well done.】

Seeing Fei Suo's expression, Rick gritted his teeth and listened to the sound of rationality from his heart:

【You can do it, you have to do it, because you are more than that.】

[Because you are destined to achieve a greater cause.]

Rick took a deep breath:

"And once the news is leaked or the enemy comes to the door and needs to grab the time to cancel the certificate and destroy the trace, then there is a large amount of flammable and explosive fireworks powder here as a cover, just need, just…"

Snap!

"Just need a fire."

The sound of flint friction suddenly sounded, and everyone who was shocked turned around:

Feisuo lit the fire in his hand and was gently roasting the tobacco in his pipe.

"A small handful of fire," the head wolf skillfully turned the flames and looked at the entire office, "even a small spark..."

Nekra swallowed his throat.

He followed the other person's eyes and looked around in disbelief:

The three walls in the office were shelves, piled up with various debris and documents, as well as the rows at the bottom...

Wait, that's the storage barrel?

One, two, three...

Ten, fifteen, twenty...

Staring at these mysterious storage buckets in batches, the red viper's pupils instantly focused.

No, no, no, he was crazy, if it was full of radial fireworks powder...that Mars goes down...

"...it can destroy everything without leaving any troubles." Fei Suo shook the flames and said quietly.

At that moment, everyone, led by Nekra, including Rick, felt cold on their backs and numb with their hands and feet.

Only Fei Suo raised the fire in his hand and felt emotion:

The newest ⊥小⊥小⊥ said⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥!

Once it is ignited, it will be splendid in an instant and nothing will be left.

Only the short-lived sky flames are fascinating and unforgettable.

How similar is it to their business?

"Sir, everyone, in fact, here, including the entire burning street, is strictly prohibited from bringing fire in at any time."

In the ultimate silence, Rick trembledly ended his last sentence—or his last knife.

"Forgive me, Mr. Rick," Fellsoe shook his lit pipe apologetically and grinned at Rick, "I don't usually smoke."

The latter quickly forced out a smile and nodded in return.

The pipe lit up a light and wisps of smoke came out.

The office full of storage buckets is so quiet that it can be heard.

Nekra clenched his teeth.

"Boss..." A strong man behind him spoke nervously, but Nekra reached out to stop him.
To be continued...