Chapter VI: Eavesdropping

The next morning, Dior had just cleaned up the table that had been smashed yesterday, and his best friend came to the door.

"Hey, brother, I knew you were here."

As soon as they met, Will gave his good brother a big hug, but he was only 1.6 meters tall, which was particularly funny in front of Dior's height of 1.85 meters.

"Hello, Will, I'm worried about you." Dior was still a little hesitant about how to get along with him, but after feeling the sincerity of the other party, he was relieved, and now he is Dio Brando, the best friend of Will Jos!

"Wow, we're brothers!"

Will deliberately made a funny exaggerated expression, but in fact he was carefully observing his situation, such a terrible accident happened, he was afraid that his good brother would collapse, but after seeing Dior regain his mental health, he was relieved.

β€œHEY,bro! I said, did you quietly have plastic surgery when you were in the hospital? How do I feel like you're handsome again? It's no wonder that Jenny's sticks even harder every time she is rejected by you. ”

never mentioned Dior's parents, Will, who has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world since he was a child, has no low emotional intelligence.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've seen some things, and since God has let me live, instead of basking in grief, it's better to go and embrace a better future, and I believe that 'they' in heaven are also praying for me at this moment." Dior said with a slightly complicated expression, as for the stand-in, there is naturally no way to explain it to Will.

Will was silent for a moment, then patted him lightly on the back.

"It's a pity for everyone that something like this happened, and if you think so, Uncle Brando and Aunt He will also bless you in heaven."

"Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think, didn't you say that we went to see the cemetery together today, let's go, take your car, my car is still downstairs at home, and I'll go over and have a look when I'm done."

Dior, who had received all his memories, continued to talk to Will as usual, and Will didn't see any flaws, and after Dior locked the door of the restaurant, the two got into a second-hand Chevrolet and left.

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As soon as Dior and Will walked on their front feet, a voice sounded in a black sedan not far from the restaurant.

"The subject left with Will Joss, and based on yesterday's eavesdropping, they should have gone to the cemetery donated by Stark Industries."

"Roger, Number Two has followed, has the target behaved anomalously since yesterday?"

"The subject seems to be emotionally unstable and violent, and he threw out a smashed table just now."

"Anything else?"

"No, sir."

"Continue to monitor, and all the target's communication equipment must be controlled."

"Yes, sir!"

After a pause, the man in the car said, "Why don't we just kill him?" Good fortune can't favor him forever. ”

"You think I don't want to send him down to his family right away? The last time I did it, I was a little hasty, and the lucky boy finally 'came back from the dead' to make a big deal out of it, and S.H.I.E.L.D. has already intervened in the investigation, and it is inevitable that it will not be revealed if you do it again. Fortunately, this lucky kid should not know anything, and monitor it for another week, if there is nothing abnormal...... Cancel the operation, and count him as having a life. ”

After finishing the contact, the person in the black car took out the sandwich he bought at the supermarket and ate it, obviously dissatisfied with wasting his precious time on such a boy who didn't know whether bad luck or good luck, no way, who let someone see something they shouldn't see, they could only find a way to shut them up, as for someone who didn't know anything from beginning to end...... Of course, the family should be neatly organized!

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On the outskirts, a brand-new cemetery that had just been completed came into view.

Will, the black guy in the driver's seat in the car, is still showing his racial talent to the fullest.

"Tony Stark deserves to die! Who knows how many people were killed by the arms and weapons that flowed out of Stark Industries, 100,000? Million? Or ten million? ”

"Hey, I heard that, yesterday our famous playboy Mr. Tony Stark directly took down Victoria's Secret's most famous twin supermodel, and today's lace news is all about this ......"

"Brother, I'll tell you a joke, Tony Stark, the biggest arms dealer in the United States, is actually a philanthropist, hahaha!"

Dio couldn't help but rub his tormented temples, he almost forgot that Will was an out-and-out hater of the rich, maybe it was related to his experience as a child, he hated rich people like many black people in the slums, especially a rich, talented, handsome guy like Tony Stark, and Will would never admit that he was the jealousy of Hongguoguo!

"Alright brother, here we are."

After getting out of the car, Dior couldn't help but take a few deep breaths at once, not to mention that away from the city, the air here is really good, and the surroundings are also very good.

Whether Tony Stark is putting on a show or exchanging interests, the newly built cemetery is one of the results of charity, and who can tell which dollar is good and which is stained with blood?

Dior has long passed the stage of resentment and hatred of the rich, there is no fairness in this world, and the tone is self-deceptive, it is better to find a way to live your own life, and then let your descendants become the object of others' envy and jealousy.

"How? I said the environment is good. ”

"That's good, but are you sure it's cheap?" Disbelief was written all over Dior's face.

"Hehe, I know the administrator here, that guy doesn't take a lot of goods from me, if you don't want to lose this job......" Will didn't have any embarrassment on his face when he said this.

As the saying goes, snakes have snake roads, rats have rat roads, and gangs have been mixed for a long time, so they naturally do things with gangs.

Pick up the goods?

Dior naturally knows what kind of goods he is taking, and it is nothing more than 'flour' and the like that can make the other party lose his job, and marijuana is not enough.

As for whether it is right or not, and whether it is moral......

Dio agreed to Will's method with almost no hesitation, the child is right and wrong, and it is not the drugs he forced the other party to take, since he can't stand the temptation, don't blame others for holding his handle, what is morally immoral in dealing with an addict.

As for Will, he is even less qualified to point fingers, everyone has their own choices, and sometimes in order to survive, many of them are no choice.