367. Let's make an alliance (79+ monthly pass)
Not only did Rick and his son live in the hotel next door, but York and Pol also lived here. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
In a standard room, York looked at Pol helplessly and said, "Man, why are we here? We should go back, Los Angeles is the land of wealth." ”
Pol and Rottweiler joked, "Of course, Los Angeles is the land of wealth, but our priority right now is not to make money, but to earn back status." ”
York said, "What's wrong with our status? We're one of the best treasure hunters in Los Angeles, okay, we're one of the best apart from those monsters, what's wrong with that?"
Pol looked at him angrily and said, "Didn't you see a problem? What did we hear in Phoenix?"
York smiled wryly, "You care about what the hillbillies say, we don't need to care what they say." ”
Pol said angrily, "Don't care? How could we not care? Damn, these bastards actually said that we were defeated by the Chinese in Los Angeles? It's funny, it's funny!"
York persuaded him, "Don't be angry, brother, we took their most precious warehouse from Phoenix, and you saw the decay of those bastards at the time, they just used this bullshit to prop up the scene." ”
Pol pushed the rottweiler away and said, "No, it's not that simple, they do think the Chinese guy is very powerful, we have to teach him a lesson in person!"
The Rottweiler jumped up and down and wanted to come up and play, but Pol's mania was about to kick in, and he kicked him in the chest.
After being kicked to the ground, the Rottweiler howled and got under the couch with his tail between his legs.
Seeing this, York stopped talking, he understood his partner's temper, and if he continued, he might be beaten himself.
He is really unbearable for Pol's temper, but Pol's analytical ability and vision are indeed very powerful, and he can make more money with Bol.
This time in Arizona, it was Pol who got the news that the owner of a silver store had died in a car accident, and the warehouse he belonged to was going to be auctioned.
Pol took York from Los Angeles to Phoenix, then got to the silver owner's warehouse and found a batch of precious silver jewelry.
The silver jewelry they got was a complete set of silver jewelry, and it was extremely valuable, although it was not as good as the Sands warehouse they got in San Francisco, but it was also very considerable, and it could be handled to make them go from being a member of the Quasi-Million Club to a member of the Million Club!
According to York's wishes, they got the silver and left, but Pol was unwilling, and he heard that Lidu and Hans were in Holbrook, and insisted on coming.
York thought Bol was going to show off, but now it doesn't seem that simple, and he may have to stay in Arizona for a while.
He was having a headache when there was a knock on the door.
The Rottweiler raised his head alertly and let out a gurgling sound, and Pol shouted, "Pounce, go up and bite!"
York hurriedly stopped the big dog who was eager to try, he walked to the door and looked out from the cat's eye, looked back and said in surprise: "It's Rick the dog's ears." ”
Hearing the name, Pol asked disdainfully, "Who is Dog's Ear Rick?"
York said helplessly: "Don't be like this, brother, calm down, we can't fight enemies everywhere, our business needs connections." ”
Pol was even more disdainful: "That idiot with dog ears is also worthy of being my connection? That guy is said to have provoked the Indians, and was tamed as a dog by the Indians, why did he come to us? Looking for a beating?"
York said, "They're just outside the door, let them in first." ”
He opened the door, and Rick and his son smiled, and said, "Hey, fellow York, it's good to see you here, I heard someone say you guys are here and can't believe it." ”
York gave him a warm hug and smiled, "We learned you were here, so we thought, since we're in Phoenix, how can we not visit Rick's old friend?"
Little Rick grinned, "You're too polite......"
"No, no, no," York interrupted, "it's not that I'm polite, but we have to say hello, after all, you said hello to us in Los Angeles in the first place." ”
He was talking about the Warner Bros. Film Warehouse Auction, when a treasure hunter responded to Pol's call to scold Li Du, but was scolded by their father and son.
This incident certainly upset Bol and York, but Rick and his son were even more unhappy.
To this day, whenever he thinks about it, Rick suffers from angina.
They originally wanted to save their relationship with Li Du, so they came out in Los Angeles and fought with Pol's side once.
As a result, they didn't win back Li Du's favor, and offended Bol and York, which was simply a loss to his wife and a soldier!
Rick struggled to argue, "Hey, York, my good fellow, I'm here to explain this, I was tricked, we were fucked by that son of a bitch chinkee!"
York looked at him and said, "Cunning dog ears can be tricked, that's big news." ”
At this time, Pol pointed to the door and said, "Mayne, up!
After receiving the order, the Rottweiler ran wildly, went straight to Rick and his son, and threw little Rick to the ground.
Little Rick screamed in fright: "Fake, Fake, Fake!
Pol laughed and shouted, "Mayne, come back!"
York quickly grabbed the Rottweiler and pushed it back into the house, and little Rick got up in embarrassment and roared in horror: "Damn, you madman......"
Rick pushed his son away and said sharply, "Shut up!"
Pol shrugged lightly, "Don't take it personally, man, I'm actually trying to play tricks on you." Haha, York, you see, it's not hard to play dog ears, we should trust him. ”
York also smiled: "Okay, we believe your words, what is your purpose for coming this time?"
Little Rick looked at Bol and York with a look of resentment, and Rick smiled, "We're here to talk about a confidential matter, it's not appropriate at the door, right?
"Please come in. "York gets out of the way.
Rick walked in, he pulled his son by the hand, and little Rick pushed him away with a gloomy face, and stood stubbornly outside the door.
York went up and hugged him and smiled, "I'm sorry, young man, I was too much of a joke just now, come in, I'm very interested in your confidential business." ”
As they sat down, Pol asked, "Okay, now you can tell you about your confidential business." ”
Rick said: "This thing is an alliance, and we will form an alliance against the Chinese Yankees......"
Before he could finish his words, Pol laughed first: "Shit, I heard shit on my horse! Forming an alliance against the Chinese Yankees? What is this for? Is the US-Soviet alliance against the German fascists?"
Rick said solemnly: "Frank, listen to me, don't underestimate that Chinese guy, I've been studying him......"
"Go to the Chinese guys, you don't need any alliances to clean him up, seriously, it's too easy to clean him up, I'll just be serious. Pol interrupted him again.
Rick is not a good-natured person, and he was insulted three times and twice, so he sneered and stood up and said, "Okay, son, let's go, let's wait to see how Mr. Pol cleans up that Chinese guy!