"Uh. Roger's face is a little ugly, he grew up in luxury, and he is loved by thousands of people, but there are still few people who are so faceless.

"Roger, I didn't mean that, although he has a hand in gambling, he is still very reluctant to gamble, unless there is some special reason. Seeing Roger's ugly face, Elena hurriedly stepped forward to play the round, after all, everyone came out to play together, and there was no need to be so stiff.

"You're embarrassing him, you know?" said Elena after explaining, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

If it weren't for the friends who grew up together, even if Elena was kind, she wouldn't have explained, and since she was a child, she has been in the aristocratic circle, and everyone has their own principles to adhere to.

What's more, have you ever seen a lion apologize to a cat?

"I..." Only then did Roger realize that he was a little reckless, and the other party could not give face at all, but if he apologized, he would never be able to say it.

"Hey, Zeng, Roger, Elena, what are you doing here, there's a fight between someone in front of you and the Canadian guy opposite, let's hurry up and help. Garcia barged in and said excitedly, not noticing the awkward atmosphere around him.

Fighting?

Zeng Gong looked at Garcia who broke in in surprise, he still knew something about the tuna fishing activities in George Shoal, tuna fishing must be licensed by the fishery department, and there are also regulations on fishing age. The most important thing is that the total number of fishing is limited, and if the number is reached earlier, the U.S. and Canadian governments will stop bluefin tuna fishing even if the fishing time is not over.

Fishermen in both countries are unhappy with each other's intrusion into their own territory, and even with the participation of fishing enthusiasts, not to mention the white-collar workers who spend their weekends at George Shoal to earn extra money. But fights are still rare, because the circumstances are serious will cancel the fishing qualification, and the most important thing is that the time is limited, the number is limited, the fishing is difficult, and there is no time to conflict.

"Zeng, you heard it right, there was indeed a conflict, and it was more than a dozen fishing boats facing each other, and some hot-tempered fishermen had already picked up the guys they were wearing. Garcia said excitedly.

He doesn't care about any conflict at all, and he hasn't even risen to any patriotic sentiments or anything like that, it's just that he doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and the excitement-seeking young man is ready to intervene.

"So what, it's none of our business. Zeng Gong shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Roger, who was very leisurely, and he couldn't stop the young man.

"What's the matter with us?" Garcia looked at Zeng Gong blankly.

The script is wrong, what about violence and blood, is it all harmonious?

"Garcia, the conflict on the sea has nothing to do with us, we are here for vacation, not for fighting, if you want to fight, go back to Manhattan as you like, and I can't do it with those stout fishermen. Roger reluctantly got up from his chair and said solemnly.

Garcia's out-of-the-box temperament has made them suffer a lot, and the second force attribute often makes some inexplicable mistakes, as a friend, Roger said that he is very tired, so that he has put on the majesty of a brother since he was a child, making Garcia, who is a few months older than him, afraid of him.

"Hey, hey. Garcia shrunk his neck and said weakly, "I just want us to drive the boat closer and find a better angle to see the excitement." ”

"Uh-huh!" Roger looked at Garcia scrutinically.

"Really, Roger, I didn't think about it, we can see it clearly with binoculars here. Garcia said wryly.

"Hmph, it's better to be like that. Roger glared at him, picked up his fishing rod and rushed to the fishing platform again.

Zeng Gong's lack of face just now and Garcia's second-force attributes made him a little depressed, a few days of yacht life, especially fishing, have long been boring, but it is very suitable for calming down, yes, he needs to be quiet.

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"Hey Roger, did you see Garcia?" Elena suddenly found Roger worried.

"Isn't he with you, he said he was going to learn Chinese kung fu. Roger looked at Elena in surprise.

But he said he suddenly wanted to fish, so he came with a fishing rod. We realized something was wrong, so we came over to see what was going on. Elena explained worriedly.

"Oh, damn it, I think his bodyguards must have disappeared too. Roger suddenly thought of something, patted his forehead in annoyance and said. "Elena, ask the sailors on the ship if Garcia has gone in the dinghy. ”

Needless to say, Garcia and his bodyguards had already left the cruise ship in the dinghy. Natasha walked over and said a little helplessly.

"Well, order the cruise ship to go full speed ahead and set off towards the place where the fishermen clashed, hoping to make it. Roger said with a headache.

Although the family business rarely ventures into marine fisheries, there is a large fleet of boats that Roger has trained on board and knows better than anyone the brutality of conflicts at sea, especially the competition for a certain kind of economically valuable fish, and fishermen will come up with their hidden weapons.

The sea is an area that is difficult for the law to set foot in.

Natasha's face turned pale and she hurriedly trotted to inform the captain that things had gone in a bad, uncontrollable direction.

Not to mention the cruise ship that has become a mess because of Garcia's disappearance, Garcia is like a fish in the sea, and he and his bodyguards drive a dinghy to expand the mind of the sea.

"Pajero, do you think the Maine government will thank us, or even the entire New England region, for the knights who fought for them?" Garcia shouted excitedly to one of his bodyguards, breathing in the salty, wet and bitter sea breeze.

Pajero's face had already turned bitter melon, and even he wished that he was the one who was driving the dinghy, and that he didn't have to answer the questions of his second-hand employer face to face.

"We didn't say hello to Miss Natasha, okay?" said Pajero with a bitter face.

"Hey, man, we're not going to Somalia to fight pirates, we're defending the interests of the United States of America, those fish guys in Canada are a rabble, you're the elite of the Navy SEALs, don't you have any confidence in yourself?" Garcia patted Pajero's broad shoulder nonchalantly, excitedly encouraging.

Pajero's face became even more bitter when he heard this, he knew that Garcia would say this, if it weren't for the damn green Franklin, he wouldn't have become the bodyguard of this fool in front of him, although he was the n generation of the big family.

"You'll have to listen to us then, we don't want to see anything wrong with you. Pajero warned solemnly.

"Ann, man, take it easy, I'm not going to embarrass you. Garcia waved excitedly, he had already heard all sorts of greetings starting with F.

"Rush, Garcia who challenged the windmill is here. ”