Let Rex go. People like this need to be punished from time to time. It's a bit troublesome.
…
Chickley saw Allen looking at him again, and without waiting for Allen to ask, he began to tell his experience since he was three years old. He was really afraid that this man would shoot him in some part of his body again, or that the hospital car would come and take him away for castration!
…
Allen listened to Chikli slowly recount his own autobiography.
When I first heard it, I thought this kid had this kind of stealing habit since he was a child.
They start stealing things when they are four or five years old!
His parents ignored him when he was young. At that time, Tunisia had only been independent from France for more than ten years, and his family fled to France.
Only then did Alan understand why this guy looked like he had black ancestry.
Their ancestors are of Arab and Jewish descent, and they lived in North Africa. Who knows what other blood they have mixed in, but it's very mixed!
When this guy was in his teens, he had already learned how to pick doors and locks.
Over the years, he had not been to school, and he became bolder and bolder. He slowly saved up some money, but later on he was no longer satisfied with being a thief.
Then……
He signed up for an acting training class!
…
Holy shit…
Alan raised his eyebrows. What a talented guy. Instead of improving his professional skills, he actually went to learn acting.
Then he really came up with some different tactics.
This guy pretended to be a member of a cleaning company and went to some wealthy people's homes to check out the place!
Then……
When these wealthy people go out traveling, they will directly go to their homes and steal!
Not satisfied with the theft, he even pretended to be a wealthy man's family member, lied that his parents had an accident, and sold the other person's house!
…
"???"
Hearing this, it was too magical. Alan opened his mouth slightly and glanced at Rex who was standing next to him with an equally confused look on his face.
Is France so weird?
Is this ok?
Can you even sell the house?
…
Looking at Allen's eyes, Chikli swallowed and said, "Sir... I'm telling the truth. I bribed some people and promised to give them half of the money after the matter was completed, and then sold the house to those immigrants who had just arrived in France!"
“…”
The French are so cruel.
Alan nodded for him to continue.
Then Chikli went on to say that he had stolen several villas and sold several houses, and was finally discovered and wanted. He also grew a beard and put on makeup, and finally he was very brave and hid in Paris, a dark place.
Then……
He continued to do his old job until one day when he was enjoying himself in the villa, he saw the newspaper about Allen's news.
…
"I studied acting, so I used my savings to hire a few actors. I knew they wouldn't be received by you, so there was little chance they would be exposed. I hired actors from several cities, rented the car, and got someone to make up fake passports!"
"Uh... the real estate plan was reported in a tabloid I read on the way back home for vacation a while ago."
Until this moment, Chikli didn't even know that the plan was originally created by those Hong Kong tycoons who couldn't keep up with the trend and copied Allen's model.
He learned a lot and finally used it on the real person.
…
"???"
The fucking thief actually went back to his hometown for vacation?
Alan looked at Chikli and was completely speechless. This guy was really brave!
With two cold snorts, Allen stood up and said with a smile: "You dare to cheat me of my money, have you thought about the consequences?"
"I……"
"Do you think this is France? Even if you commit a crime, you still have to wait for the police to catch you?"
…
Chickley looked at Sheriff Rex, who was standing obediently beside him like a servant, and then looked at the bodyguards in the basement.
I miscalculated this time...
"Sir... spare me. I haven't cheated you out of your money yet, have I? Those plans are real. I offer them to you. You can do it without me!"
Chikli was in a panic and was ready to take out the most important thing to save his life.
"Oh……"
Alan laughed disdainfully.
As for that real estate plan, is he so bored that he would go to Los Angeles to build houses for some celebrities?
How much money can you make?
Is there not enough land in Wales?
Or has Allen fallen to the point of making money by pleasing Hollywood stars?
Even if he was in real estate, he would do it in Carmarthen, in Wales!
This is called attracting fat pigs to be slaughtered and driving them over. What kind of business is this?
…
"Now that you've made it clear, it seems like you're of no value anymore. Your plans are worthless to me."
"Sir! Sir! I...I...I can do the work for you! I can do anything!"
Sensing the murderous look in Allen's eyes, Chickley's heart trembled violently.
"Oh? Anything is fine?"
"Yes, yes, yes! I can do anything! I can do many things! I studied acting!"
"You even dared to lie to me, how can I believe that you won't lie to me a second time?"
Allen tilted his head and asked a question that left Chikli speechless.
…
Before Chikli could figure out how to answer this question, the gentleman in front of him said quietly.
"In a few days, someone will take you to get naturalization. From now on, you will be a Welsh citizen! Then, you will have an extra loan in your name, not much... not less, one hundred thousand pounds! Help me do something, and after it's done, I will pay you back the money, and that will be your reward."
"Okay! Okay! Your Excellency, I agree!"
Hearing this condition, Chikli nodded vigorously and agreed.
He didn't know why Allen insisted that he become a Welsh citizen first, but as long as he was released, there would be nowhere he couldn't go.
It doesn’t matter where you are from!
There are so many places to run in this world!
But for now, he pretended to be grateful.
"Sir...what do you want me to do for you?"
…
Alan kept staring at Chickley, and when he saw the barely perceptible hint of joy in Chickley's eyes, he snorted in his heart.
"You...? I'll have someone send you to Russia to help me sell a property."
"Russia?"
Chikli swallowed, a little dumbfounded.
Anywhere, but now to Russia...
Then he can't escape?
Although he could hide in Russia at that time, he knew what it was like there now. Although it was all media propaganda, Chikli couldn't tell the difference.
…
"Yes! When you succeed, bring your people out and I will send someone to pick you up. If you fail, you will die there."
Chikli couldn't stop sweating, he had learned a lot today.
These real upper-class people, whom he had never met before, were much more ruthless than him!
He was just a petty theft, the worst he had done was selling someone else's house.
But compared with the current requirements, Chikli felt that everything he had done in the past decade was not as dangerous as this time!
These hundred thousand pounds are not easy to earn!
As expected, there is no such thing as a free lunch. This really requires him to exchange his life for money!
…
"Why? Don't you dare go?"
"Dare! Dare! I'll go! I'll go! Put me down, sir, I'm in so much pain! I need treatment!"
Chikli agreed in a panic. In this situation, if he didn't agree, he would die. As for what to do after agreeing, he decided to get out first!
"hehe……"
Alan waved his right hand and whispered, "Knock him out!"
Chickley listened to this with a look of astonishment. Before he could react, he saw the tall bodyguard closest to him walk up to him, with his hand in a knife shape and "swinging". Then everything went black in front of his eyes. Chickley's last thought was - I clearly agreed, fuck it!
…
Glancing at Rex, Rex shrank his neck, took small steps to Allen and said, "Master... do you have anything else to say?"
"When the hospital's car arrives, we'll examine him and perform a minor operation on him."
"Uh...what surgery?"
Rex was a little nervous when he heard about the surgery.
"Do you know about vasectomy?"
Rex nodded and swallowed. This was slightly better than being castrated, but...
Vasectomy is risky!
Before he could think about it, Alan continued, "Tell the doctor to cripple him and make him infertile from now on. Before that, save a copy of his tadpoles. You are responsible for it!"
“…”
Rex also broke out in a cold sweat.
He understood what Allen was going to do. This operation seemed to be no different from a sterilization operation, but sterilization could be reversed, but this operation was irreversible!
If you save the tadpoles, you don't have to worry about people running away.
Unless Chikli wants to be a bachelor for the rest of his life, he has to come back!
Anyway, he just said that he is not married and has no children!
What normal man would not want children for his whole life?
…
"Don't mess it up this time, understand? Wait until he recovers from his injuries and then take him to get naturalization."
"Understood! Understood! Master, please believe me!"
"snort."
Alan glanced at Rex, turned around and left, finishing his work and going home!
…
Looking at Alan's back, Rex didn't dare to see him off. He felt a chill on his back. Although Alan had just told him to do something, if one day he was really incompetent, would there be another person who would be told to do something with him?
Shaking his head vigorously, Rex looked at the knocked-out Chickley and felt no sympathy for him. If he failed to do a good job this time, he would be the one in trouble!
…
"Why are you out so late?"
Li Zhi was wearing a set of pink silk pajamas. After Alan came back, she gently helped him sit on the edge of the bed, gently pressed Alan's shoulders and asked curiously.
"Oh... let's talk about business. The guest is late."
"oh……"
When Li Zhi heard that it was about business, he was no longer interested in this kind of thing.
…
With Li Zhi's help, Alan changed into pajamas, leaned against the head of the bed, and stared blankly at the newspaper.
The business in Gambia will have to be sold off in the future, after all, it’s not a nice thing to do!
But there is a method to get rid of it!
Who is the richest now?
America...
There are so many wealthy businessmen over there.
Alan originally wanted to sell it to them, but that wouldn't stop him from passing it on a few more times.
for example……
There are people in Russia who want to keep a way out and develop some industries abroad.
Now, let Chikli pass. His appearance is very deceptive. As long as he can fool people, it doesn’t matter how much he sells. Anyway...
Allen is just using their names. He wants to cheat the Americans, and he will cheat the Russians as well!
Twice the pit!
As long as we sell the Gambia business to the Russians openly within a year, then...
There is no need for this buyer to exist. As long as Alan secretly leaks some information over there, he will disappear without Alan having to do anything!
…
Allen will then continue to use the name of the Russians to sell Gambia's industries to the Americans who like to take advantage.
After this, this industry has nothing to do with Master Allen!
Master Allen, as long as he has a good reputation in the future, all these miscellaneous and unpleasant black history will have to be washed away slowly!
This has passed through two hands. Communication is not well developed nowadays. Who will know that he has done this kind of business in the future?
Anyway, on the surface, it was not him who took the lead. Once the entire industrial chain is sold to the Americans, the Gambian officials under Spencer's charge will be able to close the net.
Bring them back to Britain, help them transfer their property, reap the last wave of Gambia's dividends, and leave a devastated Gambia to the Americans.
…
Finally, eat it clean...
Just kill these people in the name of Spencer!
Who dares to investigate your Highness’s brother-in-law?
Even if someone knew that Spencer had a good relationship with those Gambian officials, would they dare to continue investigating? !
They are just a few fat Gambians. After a while, who will care about them?
Um……
The plan was perfect!
Allen thought about the plan from beginning to end, and it was all good. Now it depends on whether Chickley can do it well. If not, he has time to find someone else to continue. Who knows if there will be any more scammers coming to his door recently?
Aren’t these all ready-made manpower?
Alan was now looking forward to more scammers coming soon.
It would be even better if they were all capable and comprehensive talents like Chikli!
He put down the newspaper, turned his head, and saw Li Zhi looking at him with deep affection, as if he wanted to eat him.
"Oh……"
"Let me see if you have lost weight since I haven't seen you for a while."
…
The next day, Sunday morning, around six o'clock, Alan got up early and took Li Zhi to wash up.
The two of them had a quick breakfast, which was a bit dry, and they drank less drinks.
This is Li Zhi's first time to visit Wales. As the host, Alan still cares about her very much. Today he plans to take her to church and visit one of the most famous churches in Wales - St. David's Cathedral.
Speaking of this church, it is very famous!
It is said that visiting St. David's Cathedral twice is equivalent to visiting Rome once.
Visiting St. David's Cathedral three times is like visiting Jerusalem once.
Although Alan didn't know why there was such a saying, he explained it to Li Zhi in the car like a tour guide.
Li Zhi, who heard this statement for the first time, was stunned.
…
"This church was built in the sixth century, more than 1,200 years ago, and the remains of St. David are buried there."
"Saint David?"
Li Zhi blinked curiously.
When she was studying abroad, she knew about these religious issues, but she didn't participate much. She was a typical Chinese person. She would worship gods when she saw them and when she needed them, but she didn't worship them much in other days.
"Yes... He is the patron saint of Wales, um..."
Alan originally wanted to find a Chinese god to replace him and explain, but after thinking about it, he felt that this seemed disrespectful.
They were almost there, he didn't dare say anything like that!
"Well...anyway, Saint David was a great missionary who traveled all over Wales and southwest England. He was very respected. People all over Wales respected him very much!"