Chapter 331

People are very hypocritical.

And also very realistic.

A person will not praise another person for no reason.

Because when you are praising another person for being very outstanding, very excellent, it will make you seem dim in comparison, and you can’t say things like “actually, I’m better than him.”

If you say that, all your previous praise will turn into sarcasm, and it will also make you offend people.

So most of the time, people will not praise someone for no reason.

Unless, this person is dead.

You will praise a dead person because he is already dead. People should respect the deceased, beautify the deceased. This is almost a human commonality!

Especially when this person’s death is for the benefit of the family. Even if this is a bastard, but when people talk about him, they will still say that he is a hero, who did what a hero should do!

When people face his widow and children, they will also say “your husband was a hero” or “your father was a hero.” They will also forcibly add some deeds that did not actually happen to these people!

Some things that were originally indifferent, big or small, good or bad, will also be brought up by them a few times.

This is a very normal… family atmosphere. After all, they are all their own people. You can’t say that your own people are bad people, right?

And Dover’s father did indeed die to protect Paul, so people have more reason to say that a person whom many people may not have really understood was a very outstanding person!

Only in this way can he become a role model to inspire the next generation to grow up strong, just as they hope that Dover can also become the next his father, offering loyalty to the family!

When necessary, even offer his life!

But many times, the beautification, a sentence from you, a sentence from me, unknowingly distorted the traces of some people’s existence.

Dover’s father was indeed a figure in the family, but he could not shake Paul’s position as the heir to the head of the family. Otherwise, it would not have been him who took a bullet for Paul, but Paul who took a bullet for him.

So fundamentally speaking, excluding the results of artificial beautification, that was what his father should have done!

And his father was not qualified to threaten Paul’s position.

But in the excessive beautification, Dover’s understanding of his father, whom he had almost no memory of, had undergone an unimaginable transformation!

He even felt at this moment that if it weren’t for his father protecting Paul and taking a bullet for him at that time.

Perhaps in the future, the Pasoretto family would have been inherited by his father. Then he should not be some insignificant small character like “the head of the family’s nephew,” but a key role like “the next family heir”!

The huge gap in status, the surrounding environment, made it difficult for him not to have hatred in his heart more than once!

He was always asking, why, why did his father have to die and not Paul, or someone else?

If his father were still alive, would his life from childhood to adulthood have been even more different?

Become freer, more confident, and have more power!

Paul always usurped his father’s position and rights, gave him orders, and didn’t let him do this or that, and would even punish him for it!

A thief who had stolen his father’s life and status was standing in the position of the head of the family to restrain him. This was his biggest dissatisfaction with the family!

Under the influence of alcohol, his emotions reached a delicate point. The more people boasted about his father, the more they sympathized with his current situation, so much so that he said such a sentence at the dinner table!

“If it weren’t for my father taking a bullet for him back then, it’s hard to say who would be the boss of the Pasoretto family now!”

When he said this sentence, the people around the booth were all quiet for a moment!

Some people showed a look of disbelief. Brother, we were f—king joking, you took it seriously!

But some people also showed a look of joy!

Those who had status and prospects in the family had long since gone to mix with Paul’s children, while they, who followed Dover, were not because they really had much sense of identity with Dover, or because their parents had so much respect and admiration for Dover’s father.

It was simply because they couldn’t get into the core circle of the Pasoretto family!

Then, revolving around a quasi-marginal figure became one of their few choices.

If Dover could pull himself together, become outstanding, and truly enter the core circle, then that would also mean that they could also take this fast boat of Dover and also enter the core circle of the Pasoretto family.

Although many people in the Pasoretto family were related by blood, even relatives have near and far. Not everyone can have their own industry, holding countless money every month, and living like a high-society master.

There are also people who wear cheap clothes and work for the family on the streets, doing the most tiring and dirty work, but getting the least amount of life-risking money.

Everyone wants to climb up, there is no problem with this.

In the past, Dover seemed to not care, with no ambition, but now, it seems he is becoming a little ambitious!

“Dover, you should pull yourself together and let those people in the Pasoretto family see that you also have a day when you can contribute greatly to the family!”

“As long as you can make a contribution to the family that others cannot ignore, the next head of the family may not necessarily not be you!”

These people began to flatter him again, just as they did every day before, to make Dover happy, so that Dover would continue to take them with him.

With money, and leisure.

A glass of wine down the stomach, the excitement brought by the alcohol made people forget their sorrows. They frequently raised their glasses and drank heartily, saying unrealistic things that they might forget in a while, and wasted their time in laughter and cheers.

But they felt that this was life.

By midnight, a group of people were already so drunk they couldn’t even walk straight, and they staggered outside.

Dover scratched his crotch, “I’m going to take a piss.”

He giggled and pushed away the person who was trying to support him. After saying a few words of “I don’t need your help,” he staggered into the restroom alone. He had a hard time finding a convenient spot, then unzipped his pants.

Just as he shivered twice and was about to leave, someone blocked his way.

“Get out of the way, don’t f—king block my way!” His hand went to his coat, but he forgot, his gun was left in the car.

“Do you believe that if I… shout, you’ll end up in Angel Lake?” As he spoke, he couldn’t help but laugh smugly.

Perhaps only when he took the life of his own kind could he feel his own greatness and extraordinariness.

That person just looked at him calmly, “I want to be your friend.”

“I don’t need… a friend like you.”

“You can’t help me with anything.”

He couldn’t even speak clearly. His gloomy mood and resentment made him drink too much tonight without realizing it. This was also thanks to the low alcohol content of the wine he drank, otherwise, he would probably be gone by now.

“I can make you the next head of the Pasoretto family. Do you still think I can’t help you with anything now?”

“I know, you have been coveting that position for a long time, but you have no resources, no manpower, no guts.”

“What you lack, I can help you with. This is what I can bring you, Dover.”

He put a business card into his breast pocket, “If you are interested in my proposal, or if you don’t forget that your father’s death only brought you depression, and you want to do something.”

“Then when you sober up, think it over, and contact me!” He patted the pocket on Dover’s chest, as if to remind him that the business card was there!

“Opportunity only comes once, Dover. If you miss this opportunity, you’ll be like this for the rest of your life.”

“Like a rotten maggot rolling in alcohol, eventually becoming a waste in people’s mouths.”

“On one side is a bright future, on the other is a rotten decline. You know how to make a choice!”

This person finished speaking, nodded, and pushed Dover aside, leaving the restroom.

After he left, several people suddenly came into the restroom, cursing.

Just now someone had blocked the restroom and wouldn’t let them in. If it weren’t for the fact that the other party didn’t look easy to mess with, they would have made a move long ago.

No one noticed Dover. Dover looked at himself in the mirror. His drunkenness didn’t seem so obvious anymore.

He turned on the faucet, scooped up a handful of cold water, and splashed it on his face.

The feeling of drowning, of being submerged in water, instantly woke him up. He took a sharp breath, with even a slight whistling sound, shook his head, looked at himself gasping for breath in the mirror, and suddenly punched the mirror!

“F—k, this person is crazy!”

Someone was startled by his action and the sound of him hitting the mirror, and quickly walked away, holding his pants.

The stinging pain in his fist made his breathing a little difficult. He looked at his shattered self in the mirror. It seemed that something was changing!

He returned to the outside of the bar. The injury on his hand immediately attracted people’s attention. They clamored to make the person who had hurt Dover feel despair.

But Dover said that he had done it himself.

Some people began to boast about his bravery. For some reason, Dover, who had been very happy just now, suddenly felt a little… tasteless!

The sea breeze blew. He looked at the dark sea. He suddenly realized that the him now was no longer the him of just now.

In a direction far beyond his sight, McCock (the captain of the Coast Guard) was sitting on the edge of his bed, smoking.

Lance had contacted him again, giving him a time and an approximate location. McCock had agreed without even thinking.

The previous cooperation had earned him $90,000.

He, his father, his grandfather, three generations combined had never earned so much money!

But he had just… made a move, and had obtained this sum of money, including his trusted subordinates, each of whom had received a huge fortune!

Their lives had already become different. Because of their choice, they were walking on a positive upward path!

Money is indeed the most magical thing in this world. It can solve almost all the troubles people can think of!

The children got more pocket money, and he became a good father.

His wife got an extra household allowance, and he became a good husband.

It’s worth mentioning that in the evening he enjoyed a treatment he had never enjoyed before!

His parents got some money, and he became a good son again.

He also bought some things for himself. He had actually tried his best to restrain his desire to spend money, but this desire was really hard to restrain.

He bought a $49 lighter, started smoking cigarettes that cost 49 cents a pack, wore $39 leather shoes, and the seemingly inconspicuous clothes on his body added up to $100!

Low-key, luxurious, this was his self-positioning. He had actually always wanted to buy a gold watch, but had never been able to bring himself to do it.

Now that he had money, he didn’t quite dare to buy it because this thing was too eye-catching.

Logically speaking, the money Lance gave him was already enough, but for some reason, when Lance told him that these people were going to receive goods again, he couldn’t hold it in.

Not only could he not hold it in, but this whole boat of people couldn’t hold it in.

This time, three more people were added. Their relationship with him was also very good. He would have these three people take action to kill the people on the ship so that they would not betray him.

The armed ship had been drifting at sea for a day. Everyone was conserving their energy, just for the work at night.

McCock called the three newly joined people to the captain’s room. He gave them cigarettes and let them light them with his own lighter.

A beautiful and high-end silver-cased lighter. Although silver is not particularly valuable, when it is made into a commodity, its price is not just the price of the silver itself.

“This lighter feels really good. How much does it cost?”

McCock casually took it back into his hand and also lit a cigarette for himself, “Forty-nine.”

The expressions of the three people were all different, but basically, there was some shock in them.

“Did you make a lot of money recently, to be willing to buy such an expensive lighter?”

This kind of talk was actually the most common state of ordinary people. When they knew that a small item that a rich person carried with them was worth a month, several months, or even several years of their own salary.

The first thing they thought of was whether these people were crazy?

Would someone actually buy this kind of obviously overpriced thing?

Then they would think, it’s not that I can’t afford it, I can afford it too, but I won’t buy it because I’m not a fool.

This kind of self-comfort is actually quite useful. It can really soothe people’s emotions, especially when they feel that their “can afford” and the rich people’s “can afford” are the same thing, their mood obviously improves a lot.

McCock smiled mysteriously, “Don’t you want to know where I got the money from?”

The three of them all leaned in a little closer, “From where?”

He didn’t answer immediately, but instead asked with a teasing, yet three-parts serious tone, “Before I answer your question, I have to ask you, do you have the guts to kill someone?”

Someone answered quickly, “Yes, why not?”

Someone else answered slowly, “Kill who?”

McCock took a deep drag on his cigarette, “Smugglers. They are very dangerous, breaking the law, and disrupting public order.”

“Get rid of them, and then the things on their ship are ours!”

“You don’t know, now these smuggling ships are mostly full of liquor. One ship is worth hundreds of thousands, $200,000…”

The breathing of the three of them became a little heavier and heavier, but some also hesitated, “What if someone finds out…”

McCock sneered, “If you don’t say, and I don’t say, who can know?”

In fact, when he said this sentence, some of the three had already sensed that something was wrong, but now that they were already on the ship, it was useless to say anything. They immediately expressed their intention to join.

The other two also joined in without hesitation. It didn’t matter to McCock whether they were sincere or not.

After they had killed people and divided the money, what did it matter if they weren’t sincere?

The money would make them shut up, Lance would make them shut up!

Soon they arrived near the location provided by Lance. After patrolling for a period of time, they indeed found a cargo ship drifting on the sea.

Just like last time, they rushed straight over, firing wildly at the people on the deck from a high position.

The sound of the bullets was completely covered by the sound of the surging waves, and the slaughter was completed in a very short time.

They found a few people who had been shot in the ship’s cabin. One of them stared at them, his eyes filled with hatred, “Luigi will avenge us.”

McCock walked over, took his gun, and stuffed it into the other’s mouth. He stared into the man’s eyes, “Even if he comes, he will have to die!”

The scene was quickly cleaned up. They threw the bodies into the water, and then McCock had someone sail the ship to the location he had agreed upon with Lance.

This time, the transaction was obviously more relaxed, and there was a little more trust between them.

Lance did not give him the money on the spot, and he did not ask for it. This was convenient for him to take a little more from it.

Lance gave him a price of $100,000 for this batch of goods, but in fact, if this liquor was sold separately in a bar, it could be sold for at least $200,000 or more.

He was not a philanthropist; he also needed to make money. McCock could also accept this price.

The group completed their patrol for the night with some apprehension. The next day, when they reported back to the Coast Guard, McCock was gathered together by them in the parking lot.

In front of these people, he opened his car. In the trunk, two large travel bags were placed inside.

He casually opened one of them, and everyone fell silent.

It was money, countless amounts of money, neatly folded and held together by rubber bands, piled up randomly, two large bags of money!

He took the people to a remote place and began to divide the money according to his rules. No one had any objections. Some even took the initiative to ask when the next time would be.

McCock lit a cigarette with his $49 lighter, facing the sea breeze, and looked back at these friends who were stuffing money into their pockets, a smile on his face.

“He wants any valuable commodity!”

This time, not only was a batch of goods gone, but the person who was supposed to receive the goods in the Federation was furious again. Gorry even personally called Luigi to tell him that they would no longer cooperate!

This made Luigi angrily smash everything in his office. Bloodshot veins filled the whites of his eyes. There was only one thing he wanted to figure out now.

Who had robbed his goods and killed his men!