Chapter 426 King? Is he going to take action too?
Chapter 426 King? Is he going to take action too?
now.
Next to a shallow lake at the foot of Bear Mountain in the suburbs of New York.
An old man wearing a brown fisherman's hat was sitting on a folding chair by the lake, holding a long fishing rod in his hand, looking directly at the lake that reflected the blue sky. His calm expression seemed particularly patient.
The weather was very good and the sun shone on the lake, making it sparkle.
On the road not far away, there were many New Yorkers taking advantage of the rare good weather to go out for a spring picnic with their children.
We have to admit...compared to the extremely competitive East Asian countries, the people of these Western countries do know how to enjoy life better.
Many people who were outing also noticed...this old man with a weathered face fishing by the lake.
The most popular fishing methods in the United States are still lure fishing and sea fishing. This kind of platform fishing that cultivates patience and is not quick to achieve success is not common, and it will undoubtedly make many people curious.
Just when everyone was curious.
A successful man wearing a pure white suit and shirt, with deep and delicate facial features, who was out of place among the people on spring outings, adjusted his cuffs while adjusting his sexy gold-rimmed glasses.
When he saw the old man fishing by the lake, a bright smile appeared on his face, and then he walked over slowly without hesitation.
When I walked up to the old man who was fishing.
The successful handsome man seemed to be very familiar with the place. He directly opened the fishing box that the old man placed next to him, glanced sideways and said with a light click of the tongue.
"teacher."
"Your skills have regressed? How come you didn't catch a single fish?"
"If it was before, I think you would have caught a box of big fish in half an hour, right?"
It's obvious.
The old man fishing is the founder of the poker organization—the professor, and the formally dressed man next to him is the little king who went to pick up the professor—Riley.
Hear this.
The professor did not answer immediately, but continued to stare intently at the center of the lake, where the float was.
After seeing that the professor was unmoved.
Riley shrugged somewhat boredly, but did not choose to leave. Instead, he sat down next to the rocks by the lake without feeling disgusted.
He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, picked up one, put it in his mouth and lit it.
He took a deep breath and skillfully blew out several smoke rings. Suddenly, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that...the float that was originally in the center of the lake began to vibrate violently.
Without any hesitation, Riley quickly bit the cigarette with his back teeth and said incoherently.
"Teacher, the fish are coming."
"Raise the club quickly, raise the club quickly."
As if just talking was not enough, Riley even snatched the fishing rod from the professor's hand and began to pull it up with great force, feeling the struggle of the big fish in his hand.
But it was less than three seconds.
The struggling trembling in my hands disappeared, leaving only an empty sense of relief.
Riley gently lifted the fishing rod and found that the fish had indeed run away, but when he looked more carefully, he found that what was hanging on the end of the fishing rod was not a fish hook, but something like a double-headed nail.
After seeing this thing at the end of the fishing rod.
Riley's face was full of helplessness. He handed the fishing rod back to the professor and spoke.
"teacher."
"What kind of fish are you catching? You don't even have a hook. How do you catch it?"
After taking the fishing rod.
The professor pulled back the fishing line expressionlessly, re-baited the nail, and spoke slowly.
"Riley, you're in a hurry."
"If you had waited a little longer, maybe the fish wouldn't have gotten away."
Riley took a deep drag on the cigarette in his mouth, and then spoke as if it was off topic.
"Yes, Sensei."
"I am a little anxious now, or... it is difficult for me to calm down at the moment."
"I just received a message from a little guy saying that the boxing gym on No. 9 has been dug up by the Dragon Country police."
"According to the plan you described to me before, number 10 should be the one to be dug out, but why was number 9 found first?"
"And judging from the current situation, it's very likely that No. 10 will be dug out soon. Can those little guys handle this situation?"
"Although I really don't want to manage them, but as you said, if there is a chance to become a larger organization, who wouldn't want to?"
After hearing what Riley said, the professor remained calm. He hung the bait and threw the nail back into the lake, then said calmly.
"Trust K."
"Whether it's number nine that's found or number ten, it makes no difference."
"In his plan, those children were bait, thrown out to lure the dogs into the trap."
"Now it's just the difference between one bait, or two baits."
"I think...K is ready."
Riley took another irritable puff of his cigarette, exhaled the thick smoke, and continued.
"Teacher, this is not a question of whether or not to believe it."
"I know K's talent. If I didn't think he had potential, why would I have taken the initiative to provide him with those high-purity drugs?"
"But the key point now is... the industries you prepared for those little guys are being dug out one by one, and once someone is caught, our entire organization will be in crisis."
"We can't fail..."
now.
The professor suddenly turned to look at Riley, his weathered eyes showing no emotion at all. He then shook his head and looked at the float again, and spoke.
"No, Riley."
"We can fail now, and we can just adjust and try again."
"It's better to fail now than to fail after everyone has grown up. It makes me feel more relieved."
"After all, if they all fail after growing up, it would prove that I am on the wrong path."
"If they can get through this crisis, then I think... no one can stop our poker organization anymore, understand?"
"As for the matter you're worried about, don't think too much about it."
"Even if K fails to satisfy me, even if someone is caught, those guests who came all the way from Dragon Country won't be able to get any clues. Someone will help cover it."
"Just like you right now, you came to ask me because you were worried about those little guys."
Hear this.
Riley was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.
"Teacher, it seems he has been here too, right?"
"Now that he has started to pay attention to this matter, I feel relieved."
He threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, crushed it with his foot, and then Riley regained his previous bright smile.
"Let's go, teacher."
"I'm going to take care of other things. I'll check to see if those little guys ask me for help."
"By the way, I hope you can catch a big fish today."
After saying.
Riley turned and left without hesitation, and the professor didn't even look back, but just stared at the shaking float.
Dozens of seconds passed.
When the entire float was pulled into the water, the professor suddenly lifted the fishing rod.
On that strange fishhook, or rather stud, hung a struggling largemouth bass with holes pierced through both lips...
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