Chapter 72 I'm the kind of person who always gets revenge.
Buddy smiled and then asked the women in the private room to leave for a moment.
Fu Yungui watched as the woman in the white shirt beside him reluctantly got up. He looked at her with an expression of complete understanding and patted her shoulder, saying, "It's okay, I'll give you a chance to show off when we get back."
The woman's face immediately lit up, and she couldn't hide her smile as she nodded repeatedly.
After all the irrelevant people in the private room had been cleared out, Buddy finally looked intently at the lush greenery. The box appeared to be over twenty centimeters wide. If it contained US dollars, the amount would be quite considerable.
"It seems that Mr. Pason has come with great sincerity today."
Without those rotten smells around, Fu Yungui instantly felt that the air around him was much better. He leaned back, put one hand on the edge of the sofa, and lit another cigarette, smoking it casually.
"Of course, since you've done something wrong, you have to apologize. It won't work if you're not sincere."
Seeing his sincere attitude this time, Buddy couldn't help but smile. "Then I will sincerely accept your apology."
“Of course,” the man’s expression changed slightly, “but I don’t know if the colonel can grant me a small request.”
Buddy paused, suddenly tensing up, unsure what the request was about to be, but after glancing at the green box, he softened his tone and asked, "What request?"
"I want the person who caused me to lose my goods."
"..." Buddy was suddenly taken aback, thinking that he had come to cause trouble again today.
He should know very well that this whole thing was premeditated from beginning to end. With his intelligence, he wouldn't even need to think to know who the mastermind was and what their purpose was.
Before I could even ask, I heard that nonchalant tone again.
"That's the guy who brought heroin onto my ship."
Upon hearing this, Buddy paused for a moment, then asked in a calm voice, "What do you want him for?"
"Revenge, you know," the man said with a smile, seemingly joking. "I'm the kind of person who always seeks revenge."
Buddy's expression softened slightly upon hearing this, but he still felt a little uneasy.
“Pasong, there’s no need for that. Since you’re here today, I’ll make sure you’re alright. So you don’t need to worry about this anymore. Everything will go back to normal.” Buddy practically patted his chest as he promised him.
“That’s one thing at a time,” Fu Yungui said, stubbing out his cigarette on the table. “My old man told me that the colonel kindly helped me find the person who harmed me, so I definitely want to see what this person looks like.”
"It's a small matter that he caused me to lose the goods. If he weren't a colonel, being invited to the police station for questioning would ruin my mood. When you're in a bad mood, even sleeping with a woman isn't fun. I have to return the favor, right?"
When Buddy heard him say that, he couldn't help but smile, knowing that he was trying to extricate himself from the drug incident, and he instantly felt a little relieved.
“Fine, I’ll have someone bring him here.” He agreed readily. “You can vent your anger on him, okay?”
Fu Yungui frowned slightly and smiled, "Then thank you in advance, Colonel."
"Don't mention it, it's nothing." Buddy was in a good mood at the moment.
Soon, the sycophantic man who had been standing at the door brought over the people who had boarded the ship with the smuggled drugs.
"Colonel, spare my life!" the man cried as soon as he entered the room.
The man was thin and dark-skinned, not very tall, with sunken cheeks on both sides. His exposed arms were covered with needle marks of all sizes, some of which had ulcers. His appearance clearly indicated that he had been using drugs too much. The few sparse teeth he had left were even yellower than his urine.
He was shakily pushed in front of Fu Yungui by the people behind him, and immediately saw the person sitting on the sofa with a cold face in the smoke.
"Did you bring the heroin up there?" Fu Yungui asked calmly.
The man standing there felt a tightening in his heart. Of course, he recognized the man in front of him—Pio's youngest son. In the Thai entertainment circle, everyone knew this ruthless man.
Mr. Pierre was a kind and unassuming man, while his son was the complete opposite.
If he fell into his hands today, he'd be half-dead, if not dead. But... someone said they'd protect him. Thinking this, the thin, dark-skinned man raised his face, no longer so afraid.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Pason, I was confused for a moment." The thin, dark-skinned man lowered his head and admitted his mistake. "I'm addicted to drugs and I was afraid I would relapse on the way to transport the goods, so I secretly brought in some contraband."
"But I didn't expect anyone to check the goods at the dock. I didn't have time to react before I was taken into custody. Otherwise, I would definitely have disposed of the goods."
After he finished speaking, he immediately glanced up at the person on the sofa again, wanting to see his reaction.
Fu Yungui stared at him and smiled as if watching a good show.
"So you're really addicted to drugs, taking 20 grams at a time?"
The man was taken aback and quickly shook his head, "No...it's not that big." He only ever had about 0.5 grams at a time, and 20 grams at a time would probably kill him.
"Then why did you bring so much?" The man put out his cigarette, asking with considerable patience.
“I…” He didn’t know how to answer, “I’m just in case, after all, my drug addiction kicks in too quickly.”
"A shipment usually takes only two or three days, how can you carry enough heroin for more than ten days?" The man shook his head with a smile, "Your reason is not convincing."
The thin, dark-skinned man felt a little nervous at his smile. He secretly glanced at Buddy, who sat there silently, and his heart sank.
He immediately turned his gaze back to Fu Yungui.
"Mr. Pason, I really know I made a mistake this time. I didn't control myself and caused you trouble. Please forgive me this time," the man said humbly.
"Alright, I won't make things difficult for you."
The thin, dark-skinned man's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this, and he couldn't help but look up.
Fu Yungui raised an eyebrow and glanced at Anu. Anu then stepped forward and pulled out 20 grams of heroin from under the pile of US dollars, placing it on the table. A gun was also beside him.
"Choose one of the two." The man took a sip of his drink and said slowly to the person in front of him.
The thin, dark-skinned man's heart tightened, and sweat broke out on his face. "Mr. Pason, spare me..."
Buddy stood beside him, holding his wine glass, without saying a word.
"You've already made your choice: 20 grams of heroin or a bullet." The man said matter-of-factly, "Isn't it easy to choose between two options?"
"Do you have trouble making decisions? Or should I just give you bullets?"
“Pasong, isn’t this a bit too much?” Buddy finally couldn’t help but speak up. He laughed, “Eating 20 grams could be fatal. It’s almost like a bullet.”
“How could I kill him? He said he was addicted, and I’m just doing him a favor. I’m afraid he won’t be happy enough if I don’t do more.”
Fu Yungui spoke with an air of self-interest, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Shava, watching from the side, was taken aback. It was a real shame that Yun Ge wasn't an actor; he had perfectly captured the essence of the caring older brother.
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