217: Chapter 214 Hey buddy, who are you?

Tiburon Seaside Town —

From here, one could see the Golden Gate Bridge in the distance, looking very small. It was a very distinctive seaside town. Looking around, there were quite a few docks and sailboats moored along the coast.

Many tourists came and went, and the streets were very clean and tidy. It was a great tourist destination, and one could even see some newlyweds holding weddings here. A priest was blessing the couple.

In a more remote, private area of the town, a small-to-medium-sized yacht was docked. Freddy walked off the boat, glowing with health, accompanied by a group of women.

Following closely behind were a group of bodyguards in black suits. These people were looking around in all directions; one could even see some small jet skis speeding on the nearby sea surface.

These people were also Freddy's bodyguards, used to prevent the FBI from launching a sudden attack from the sea.

It could only be said that Freddy was indeed a guy who was cautious to the point of being over-the-top. This was mainly related to his past experience of being arrested by the tax department within three days for tax evasion.

Fortunately, he had decisively conceded at the time and didn't dare to let anyone open fire on the tax department personnel, otherwise, the consequences would have been much more severe.

The tax department was also very reasonable; after fining him a large sum of money, they didn't make things too difficult for Freddy. Plus, since he had acted quite cleanly at the time, he didn't spend much time in prison.

After another day of crazy fun, Freddy was getting a bit bored.

For a boss like him, playing with women or playing with strange things was very easy, but after doing it too much, it became boring.

It was like a form of adjustment; doing it all the time was very meaningless.

Furthermore, as a boss, Freddy had a large group of people under him waiting to be fed.

Therefore, compared to playing with women, he preferred the feeling of making money.

Only money could stimulate the secretion of his dopamine.

"What exactly is going on with that old guy, Guo? This matter was stirred up by him, so why should I have to hide like a rat in a gutter?"

Freddy sank into the sofa, puffing smoke from his mouth, feeling more and more annoyed the more he thought about it.

He had paid half the money, and the people were found by Guo, but the people Guo found were unreliable and messed things up.

"Shit!"

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed Freddy became.

"Boss, why don't we just go back? They said the FBI hasn't made any moves over there; maybe this matter has already passed."

Tosi, the one-meter-eight white brute of a subordinate beside him, suggested.

"No! I'm not going back!"

Although he was very annoyed, the extremely cautious Freddy shook his head decisively.

"Call Guo and ask him what exactly is going on over there! I need an explanation."

Hearing this, Tosi nodded and hurriedly picked up his phone to make the call.

However, beep, beep, beep —

After a few rings, it didn't go through.

"Boss, Guo didn't answer the phone."

"That bastard!"

Hearing this, Freddy didn't think too much, just feeling that the old Asian man was probably playing with women again.

He and Guo had a pretty good relationship before; several times, this Guo had come to his nightclub to console the grassroots workers in his shop.

So, he was very clear about Guo's temperament.

As for whether Guo might be in trouble, he didn't think much about it. If something happened, in his impression, there would definitely be some movement in the Fuxing Gang's territory, but obviously, there wasn't any now.

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Time passed bit by bit, and night fell.

At night, the seaside town of Tiburon was even livelier. The coastal area was brightly lit everywhere, and even standing on the coastal road, one could faintly hear the laughter and noise from those yachts on the near sea.

Also because of the scenery and environment here, there were many tourists from all over the world. Even at ten o'clock at night, one could see many tourists strolling on the road, as well as shops doing a roaring business.

Freddy's seaside villa was a large villa covering an area of 800 square meters. Of course, this wasn't actually very big in the US.

But for a Gang boss, this was already very luxurious.

Four scarlet cigarette lights were very conspicuous in the night. Four Vagos Gang members were chatting about dirty jokes at the main entrance.

The scale of their casual chat was large, mostly revolving around which of the chicks they had played with recently had the biggest butt and the biggest breasts, and as they chatted, they would occasionally compare them to some stars in Hollywood.

This was also their norm. Compared to the Fuxing Gang, they seemed less professional.

Because the Fuxing Gang was weak and isolated, most of the time they were squeezed out by local forces, so in order to strengthen themselves, they often strengthened member training and enhanced members' combat literacy.

In contrast, this group of Mexicans didn't have that concern. There were many Mexican Gangs in the US, and with mutual help, their power was very huge, so naturally, there wasn't such a high requirement for members' literacy.

However, to be Freddy's bodyguard, they still had some literacy; at least these people had quite rich shooting experience at shooting clubs.

"You guys, why does it seem like there are a lot more people today?"

Suddenly, a voice interjected in the crowd.

"Hey, are you not awake, kid? Or did no one tell you?"

"Heh, maybe he secretly went out to find a woman. There are several good little shops here."

"The boss has been in a bad mood recently, so don't walk around casually. Today, the Aztec Gang leader is here to play cards with Boss Freddy."

"No wonder, I said there seemed to be a lot more people, and there are even some unfamiliar faces." The voice continued.

"Heh, Aztec Gang leader Cesar and Boss Freddy are good friends. They say they are playing cards, but I guess, hehe..."

Speaking of the boss, everyone obviously showed a knowing smile.

"I seemed to have seen a Hollywood star go in during the day. What was her name again?"

"Not a star, that's someone from the Kardashian Family. I don't know if the boss can handle the women from that Family."

"Hehe, yeah, yeah, I heard that many ball players have fallen on the stomachs of women from that Family. Sigh, these women are too hateful. The bearded guy I liked has had his condition drop significantly since he started dating a Kardashian woman. I even feel like his size has gone down a whole notch!"

Speaking of such gossip among stars, they were even more interested in talking.

"The Kardashian Family? What Family is this? Are the women in this Family succubi?" The voice was a bit suspicious.

"More than succubi, they are a group of vampires. Already five... No! Six ball players have fallen to this group of women. As long as a ball player gets involved with a woman from the Kardashian Family, their competitive level will drop significantly.

Wait... who are you? You don't even know the Kardashian Family?"

As he spoke, this Vagos Gang member felt a bit suspicious. The Kardashian Family was very famous in the US. Although they were notorious, it didn't stop them from knowing how to hype themselves up.

The others were also a bit suspicious. They didn't feel it while chatting just now, but thinking about it carefully now, something was wrong. It seemed like this guy's voice was a bit unfamiliar.