Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 674

Chapter 674 Unexpected discovery

Leaning against the corner of the wall and gasping for breath, the manchu Qing old man is named Na Xinwu. He is a descendant of the Manchu Yehenala family. His ancestors are proper Manchu nobles. The conditions of his family are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

When he was just an adult, he also got into the habit of smoking opium, and then it got out of hand. Over the years, he has been selling old things passed down from his ancestors in exchange for cigarettes.

But with the fall of Chiang Kai-shek, the new government severely cracked down on the sale of tobacco and soil, which made it impossible for old smokers like him to buy tobacco and soil in their hometown.

I could only find new sources of tobacco soil. After traveling to Shanghai, I accidentally learned from old smokers that someone in Shanghai transported tobacco soil to Brazil. At the same time, I also heard that there are a lot of Chinese in Brazil now, and they don't worry about the unfamiliarity of their place of life at all.

So, he sold the last bit of his family property and wanted to immigrate to Brazil, but who knew that a smoker like him who wanted to emigrate or go to Brazil as a laborer was not accepted by Fangyuan immigration and labor dispatch companies.

Fortunately, with the increasing number of Chinese in Brazil, some businessmen have also taken a fancy to the profits of this route and started operating the route from their hometown to Brazil.

Na Xinwu found such a British freighter and quietly came to Brazil from his hometown.

But after disembarking in Porto Alegre, he was a little dumbfounded. It's not that the language here is different. On the contrary, the streets here are full of people speaking various dialects of their hometown. The only difference from their hometown is that there are more Latin Americans with obviously darker skin.

But he searched the streets of Porto Alegre for three days, but he couldn't find a decent opium den. Even when he asked someone, no one knew where there was a opium den. Some people even called him crazy, saying that no Chinese in Brazil smoked opium.

He obviously didn't believe this, because he knew very well that there was smoke soil on the cargo ship he was taking, and it was high-quality smoke soil. Without these things, it would be impossible for him to make it to Brazil.

Now someone tells him that there is no smoky soil in Brazil. Isn't this lying with your eyes open?

It's a pity that the people on board at that time were unwilling to tell him where the smoke was shipped to, but only sold a small part of the cargo to him at a high price. But after these days of consumption, there is not much left.

Today, he was also in a hurry to go to the doctor. He wanted to see if he could get information about the tobacco shop in the teahouse. Unexpectedly, he didn't find out about the tobacco shop, but he heard that Brazil was going to start a large-scale drug ban. Isn't this killing him?

I finally ran out of my hometown because there was opium smoking here, and now you tell me that smoking is banned here as soon as I arrive, so my work is not in vain.

As for Mr. Chen's suggestion just now, let him surrender to the police station, and the police station will arrange compulsory drug rehabilitation, he has never thought about it. That's why he fled in a panic under the eyes of everyone.

His body has been eroded by the smoke for a long time, and his physical fitness is very poor. This short distance has already made his throat feel salty, and there is a faint smell of blood spreading to his throat. At the same time, his entire lungs are almost overwhelmed. .

Hiding in the corner of the wall and resting for about ten minutes, he felt his strength slowly returning to his body. He stretched out his head to observe the left and right sides, and found nothing unusual before he slowly walked back to the street and rented a room for himself. in the direction of the hotel.

After thinking about it just now, he still decided to stay in Brazil. First, because there are many Chinese here, there are no barriers in language and life.

Secondly, he believes that since the tobacco soil can be transported in, it must be sold by someone. The reason why he can't ask outside is probably because these cigarette dealers know the risks, so they sell it secretly.

This is even better. I just heard the news that Brazil will catch even opium smokers. It is safer to hide and smoke quietly.

In this way, Xin Wu wobbled back to the hotel, but just as he opened the door, he saw a sturdy young man wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers sitting on the rattan chair in the room.

This made Na Xin Wu stunned. He thought he had gone to the wrong room. He turned his head and glanced at the house number on the door, and found that there was nothing wrong. Then he realized that the situation was wrong, and turned around and wanted to run away.

But at this time, the man opposite said slowly and unhurriedly:

"I heard that sir is looking for a smokehouse?"

Na Xinwu, who just ran out of the room, was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help but look back.

But he saw that the young man did not chase out because of his escape, but sat leisurely on the recliner and played with the lighter in his hand. The lighter flew up and down in the young man's hand, making tinkling sounds from time to time, and occasionally flames flickered.

Seeing this, Xin Wu's heart moved, as if he had thought of something, he quickly turned his head and glanced at the aisle of the hotel. After seeing that there was no one else in the aisle, he turned around to look at the young man again and said:

"Mister knows where?"

Hearing this, the young man's expression didn't change, but he continued to speak casually:

"Who told you there was smoke in here?"

Na Xinwu thought to himself, he was really cautious, and he was even more sure that the other party was the one who bought opium. Close the door resolutely, take two quick steps to get close to the young man, and said in a low voice:

"I followed the smoke ship to get here."

As soon as this remark was made, the young man couldn't help but froze in his hands playing with the lighter. A cold light flashed in his eyes, he looked at Xin Wu coldly and said:

"When? Which ship? How do you know there's smoke on it?"

Seeing the cold light flashing in the eyes of the young man opposite, Na Xin Wu was taken aback, but quickly realized that this was probably the other party's secret, and now that he had discovered it, it was normal for the other party to be angry.

Hastily nodded and bowed and said:

"Sir, I promise that I didn't intentionally spy on the news of the ship's delivery of goods. Everyone is my own. I just want to find a smokehouse and get some smoke for fun. I will definitely not tell the truth."

The young man obviously didn't buy it, he looked at Xin Wu fiercely, and said word by word:

"answer my question!"

Seeing the other party's fierce eyes, and the lighter in his hand turned into a slender dagger at some point, Xin Wu was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his legs were weak, and he sat down on his bed .

Seeing that he didn't answer his own question, the young man on the opposite side leaned forward, like a tiger that chooses to eat someone, and said in a cold tone:

"Don't make me ask a second time."

A heavy smoker like Xin Wu, how can he have a strong will? He was so frightened by the young man opposite him that he trembled all over, and quickly said:

"Three days ago, the British freighter Autran."

The young man continued to stare at Xin Wu closely.

"How do you know there is smoke on it?"

Under the pressure of the young man's increasingly powerful aura, Na Xinwu couldn't parry at all, especially the dagger that gleamed coldly, which made his hair stand on end.

"I... I was introduced to the ship by an acquaintance. They knew about my situation and even sold some of the goods on the ship to me.

You... If you don't believe me, you can take a look at my box, there's a little left in it. "

Hearing this, the young man did not move, but gestured to Na Xinwu with the dagger in his hand and said:

"Take it out and have a look."

How could Xin Wu dare to refuse? He stood up tremblingly, went to the closet, dragged out a large camphor wood suitcase, took out a key from his waist, opened the lock, and took out a small one from inside. A little suitcase.

Nervously put the suitcase on the bed and opened it. There was actually a rather exquisite smoking set inside, and while opening it, Xin Wu was observing the young man's face.

Seeing that the expression on the other party's face didn't seem to change, he slowly took out an object wrapped in oil paper from the other side of the suitcase, and handed it to the young man with trembling hands.

The young man didn't take it with his hands, but used a dagger to push the oil paper away. When he saw the logo printed on the oil paper, he couldn't help shrinking his eyes, calmed down quickly, and continued to use the dagger to pick a small piece and put it on his nose. Smell it.

After confirming the taste, the temperament of the whole person became even colder, which made Na Xinwu, who had been standing tremblingly opposite him, shiver uncontrollably.

At the same time, Xin Wu also had some doubts in his heart, what is the meaning of this man in front of him? Judging from the way the other party checked the packaging and inspection of the smoked soil, the other party was definitely a professional, which meant that the other party must have a very good understanding of the smoked soil.

This guy can't be the owner of this batch of goods! Is it because the people on the ship sold goods to themselves privately and were discovered by them, and they wanted to be held accountable?

Thinking of this possibility, Na Xinwu's heart tightened, but he soon relaxed again, because he was just a seller and their customer, and the other party should not make things difficult for him.

To find trouble is also to find trouble for the crew, who asked them to sell the goods privately. As for the life and death of the crew members, obviously it has nothing to do with Xin Wu, and even, Xin Wu wished that those people would die sooner!

For a big client like myself, it's fine if you don't arrange a single room to live in. The selling price is still more than three times the outside price. If you are so greedy, you deserve to be killed.

"Are you sure, the goods were bought on the British freighter Autran?"

The young man did not **** the soot from his hand, but scraped the soot from the tip of the knife on the package and left it to him. The tone is still serious.

Seeing this situation, Na Xinwu was even more sure that the other party was definitely not targeting him. It should be the crew of the Autran who sold the smoke and soil privately, causing a shortage of their goods, so they came here.

"I swear to God, sir, I have absolutely nothing to hide. If you don't believe me, you can take a look, this is the best Indian product, and compare it with the goods on the ship, you can see that it is definitely the same batch of goods."

Hearing this guy asked himself to compare the goods on the ship, the young man knew that the old boy must have misunderstood something, but he didn't tell the truth.

Instead, with a turn of his eyes, he said:

"You are quite honest, I will investigate this matter clearly. Don't leave for the next two days, I will come to you again if necessary."

Hearing this, Xin Wu was overjoyed, this time he was completely sure, the other party was definitely not targeting him, it seemed that the people on board were in big trouble now. hum! Who told you to sell me such a high price, then don't blame me for being disrespectful.

While thinking this way in his heart, he saw the young man was about to get up and leave, and he also hurriedly got up to see him off. He had just walked two steps before he remembered that he hadn't asked about the location of the smokehouse!

Hastily lowered his voice and said:

"My lord, you see, everyone is their own person, and my so-and-so person can be regarded as a regular customer, can you help me introduce, where is the nearby tobacco shop?

I don't have much in stock. If I still can't find a place, there will be a last meal. "

Hearing this, the young man who was walking out stopped in his tracks with a strange expression on his face, quickly restrained his expression, turned his head to look at this lifeless guy, and said with disgust:

"Isn't it still in stock? After I investigate the situation, I will naturally come to you, and it won't be too late to take you to the smokehouse."

Hearing this, Xin Wu finally let go of the heart that he had been holding on for a long time. This Brazilian smokehouse is really cautious! That's fine, they're safe, and I'm safe.

"Yes, yes, then we can make an agreement, I promise you, I will wait for you. I promise not to go anywhere in these two days."

When the young man heard the words, an imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he nodded, and walked out of the room quickly.

After the young man left, Na Xinwu closed the door and heaved a long sigh of relief. He couldn't help muttering:

"I was scared to death, but fortunately, I am clever, haha... Now I finally found a place.

Um! Take a sip first to appease Lao Tzu's wounded heart. "

What he didn't know was that after the young man walked out of the hotel, he walked directly into a car parked on the side of the road. The middle-aged man who was smoking in the driver's seat saw the young man get in the car, and went straight to the car without looking back. Opened the mouth and said:

"Qinzai, what's the matter, is this guy really a big smoker?"

The young man called Qinzi closed the door of the passenger seat and said:

"That's right, not only is he a real smoker, but he also has unexpected gains. Let's go back and report to the boss."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but glanced at the young man in surprise. Seeing the uncontrollable surprise in his eyes, he knew that the other party was not joking.

didn't ask any more questions, just threw away the cigarette **** in his hand, started the car and drove away.

Soon, the situation here was reported to the higher level.

Fang Xinshui, who personally sits in Porto Alegre, heard his subordinate's report, couldn't help frowning, and asked the subordinate beside him:

"Has everything been investigated?"

This is the largest martial arts gym in Porto Alegre. At this moment, Fang Xinshui was sitting in an auditorium next to a ring, watching two boxers on the ring fighting in mixed martial arts.

After several years of development, there are many Chinese martial arts in Brazil, and there are many schools of Chinese martial arts. In order to prevent Huaxia martial arts from becoming a show like Fang Lang's impression.

Fang Lang directly introduced the rules of mixed martial arts. As the rules of fighting, everyone must not only be familiar with their own housekeeping skills, but also learn other genres. Even techniques such as Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and Muay Thai often appear in the mixed martial arts arena.

This makes the mixed martial arts competition in Brazil closer to actual combat and more exciting. Especially after several live broadcasts on the sports channel of the TV station, it seems that it has become the most popular game in Brazil except football games.

Even the recent rise of car rally has to be sidelined.

Among the mixed martial arts clubs, the most powerful ones are all under the name of Hong Yitang, and the martial arts gym where Fang Xinshui is now is one of the most powerful clubs in Porto Alegre.

"Yes, boss! It has been investigated and this guy is not lying. Our people have also found this batch of smoke soil, which is now being stored in the warehouse at the port terminal.

As long as the people from the Qinggang pick up the goods with the bill of lading, we can catch them and get all the stolen goods. "

(end of this chapter)

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