Hearing Campos's voice, the three of them adjusted their state at the same time.

"Hey."

Ethan handed the Mexican man a hand: "This party is very good, I like the girls here." ”

"Hahaha."

Campos laughed loudly and slapped his palms: "Mr. Viper, as long as you want, I think the girls around me should not mind spending a wonderful night with you." ”

The image after wearing a suit also surprised Campos a little.

This guy named Morgan now looks like this good boy, and the posture he has when he drove is completely two people.

"Mr. Campos."

Toledo reached out and high-fived his opponent as well.

"Let's all have fun." Campos finally high-fived O'Connor and bumped shoulders again: "Come with me, you should have more fun than hide in this corner." ”

"You still have a lot of time to communicate with each other about the match you just played."

These words are also the reason why they are not taboo to sit together.

Just after the game, some topics are normal.

Even if it is a fight, it is not surprising.

The three of them got up and followed Campos across the crowd, this is tonight's play, if the other party is strong enough, their background information should have been investigated.

Campos definitely can't find out what is boring.

Ethan doesn't need to say more, O'Connor can come over, and he must have forged an identity.

This time, it should only be a face-to-face chat.

Walk through most of the hall and come to the most conspicuous position inside, a sofa like a throne, placed in the booth.

Campos unceremoniously sat down on the domineering single sofa, and at the same time beckoned Ethan and the others to sit next to him, and several girls in hip skirts who had been sitting here immediately got up and left.

It's clear that there's something to talk about.

Naturally, they are also very knowledgeable and will not bother at this time.

"Come on."

Campos pulled out a bottle of whiskey from under the table, and there was still half a bottle of liquor left: "This is the Dalmo of 1962, it's a sin to spill a drop, and it's worth celebrating tonight." ”

"$290,000 a bottle, it's worth sharing with you."

Hearing this, Ethan's eyes lit up.

Whisky from decades ago is well worth tasting.

Campos unscrewed the cap and carefully poured a small half of each of the four crystal glasses on the table before closing them back on.

It's not that I'm worried about the money, but the main thing is that there are few wines of this vintage.

Drink one bottle and one bottle less.

It was just a small glass, worth a few thousand dollars, and the other three people raised their glasses separately at his signal.

Smell it carefully, and the fragrance is really mellow.

Several people raised their glasses together and savored them.

"Goo."

The sound of swallowing is particularly harsh.

Ethan still took a sip at his usual pace, and then drank the precious whiskey with a few grunts.

"It tastes good."

He smashed his mouth and put the empty cup down: "I can't tell what's going on, anyway, it feels better, maybe it's because it's expensive." ”

"Hahaha."

Originally, Campos was still a little stunned, but after hearing Ethan's words, he immediately burst into laughter: "I believe what you said is not wrong, it must be better because it is valuable." ”

"Everything in the world is like this."

"What is valuable is always the best, and if it is not good enough, it means that it is not valuable enough."

"Mr. Campos."

Ethan pointed at him, raised an eyebrow, and said, "You are a person who understands life. ”

Unceremoniously, he reached forward and picked up the half bottle of wine.

Seven points full, it's good.

Just this one, more than 10,000 dollars is gone, but it can't put the slightest pressure on him.

This look of composure also made Campos even more appreciative.

The kind of person who is so nervous when he hears the price of wine that he can't even hold a glass that he doesn't like it.

"Mr. Viper."

Campos put down his glass and asked with great interest: "I like you very much, are you interested in working for me?" ”

"I'm expensive."

Ethan raised his eyebrows and took a big sip of whiskey, and said meaningfully: "It's unexpectedly expensive, it's much more expensive than this bottle." ”

"I like expensive."

Campos spread his hands and laughed: "The more expensive, the better, this will prove your worth." ”

Talking, full of affection.

According to his own information, this guy is the number two person in the independence group.

There is no shortage of money.

So it's not surprising that there is such a gesture.

"Let's start with the first step." Ethan raised his wine glass with a smile and signaled: "Who knows what will happen in the future." ”

The dead one also wants to recruit himself.

Ethan sipped his wine and smiled more and more happily, giving people a sense of excitement.

"Of course."

Campos nodded repeatedly, his eyes narrowing in delight.

Although he has not seen other methods with his own eyes, a person with this kind of character should not be bad at doing other things, and he doesn't mind spending a lot of money to really become his subordinate.

"That's right."

Lifting the wooden box in front of him, Campos took out a cigar:

"You're from New York, right, have you ever heard of a guy named Rabbit?"

"He is the head of a gang in Eastern Europe."

The flame of the special lighter, slowly turning on the cigar, glanced at Ethan, and the guy said unhurriedly: "I heard that he made a big move last month. ”

Hearing this, Ethan smiled dumbly.

Campos's strength is really not ordinary, so he quickly found out the information that Jaber prepared for himself.

On that, he has several wanted charges in New York.

It's just that he didn't expect Campos to test himself in this way, or to use old acquaintances to test him, which made him a little crying and laughing.

At the same time, Toledo and O'Connor narrowed their eyes to look at Ethan.

To be honest, they were also curious about this guy's bottom line.

"I don't know the rabbit you're talking about." Ethan lit a cigarette, leaned back in his chair, and smiled, "That rabbit I know has died in the basement of a small church. ”

"By the way, with his brother."

"Huh?"

Campos hurriedly sat up straight, frowned and asked, "How do you know so clearly, many friends on the road over there don't know what's going on." ”

"Guess."

Ethan flicked his cigarette ash and shrugged absently.

No need to guess, there is only one possibility.

"Shet."

Thinking of this, Campos scolded excitedly: "No wonder you came to the West Coast, you came to help me, I will give you two million dollars a year." ”

"I swear, it's going to be fine!"

Rabbits, he dealt with.

He was a very, very difficult person to mess with, and he had eaten deflated on rabbit hands.

No matter how the other party did it, he could do this kind of thing, spending two million a year, and he wouldn't feel distressed at all.

Those who can kill ruthless people must be even more ruthless guys.

(End of chapter)