Chapter 1094 - A Bunch of Scoundrels (2/2)
‘30%?!’
It was a figure Angelo could still accept. In actuality, the situation in Africa was very complicated. Let alone 30%, he was even ready to share 50% of the revenue. Of course, he would naturally play some tricks to lower the price as much as possible to get his House a bigger share.
“Alright, deal!”
Angelo Dolan and Will Art looked at each other. Both happily smiled in similar fashion at the same time.
The latter then clapped and a big man suddenly rushed into the cabin. A few minutes later, four voluptuous blondes came out with him. Will Art looked at Angelo Dolan and grinningly said, “Well, how about having some fun together? Two for each?
Angelo liked women, especially female models who often showed up in public because some of them he had played with maybe would suddenly become a sensation and a superstar someday. However, he still had something to deal with, so he shook his head. “I already told you we gotta chat some serious shits first. Some friends will come over later, so let’s wait for them.”
“Some friends? Who?” Will Art was surprised.
“Demonfreak geezer,” said Angelo Dolan smilingly.
Will Art abruptly got up from the chair with a look of dread and hastily said, “My dear old buddy Angelo, are you fucking crazy? Why did you call that Demonfreak geezer? He’s a madman who tinkers with the dead nearly every day! You damn shit! I knew it. No way in hell any pie will fall from the sky. I thought I just secured a big deal, I never thought I’d encounter such bad luck!”
“Ehh? Why do you sound like you’re so afraid of that old devil, though?” said Angelo strangely. “Is it coz he keeps missing you, or you got enmity or something with him?”
“Nah, I got no enmity with that fella. But he got me into a shithole when he robbed some treasures from my House.” Will Art waved and said, “Alas, I really want to blow him up to make him return my family’s treasures.”
Angelo pointed to the row of strong men nearby and grinningly said, “Can you pack up that old devil with these men you brought, though?”
A strange light flashed in Will Art’s eyes and he proudly declared. “Even if they can’t get rid of that fella, they won’t lose either.”
“Young Master.”
A belle with swaying slender waist in professional attire and gold-rimmed glasses walked out of the cabin. She squatted beside Angelo and whispered, “We just spotted a liner heading toward us a few nautical miles away.
Angelo furrowed his brows and grinningly said, “The Chinese said you speak of the Devil and the Devil will come to you. If my guess is correct, it should be that old devil with his men.”
Will Art rolled his eyes and groaned. “You know, I really hoped I’d never seen him. Nothing good ever happens every time I bump into him.”
Quickly after, a luxury liner slowly approached. When Angelo and Willy saw the Demonfreak geezer standing on the bow deck, the former stood up, stretching out his arms and smilingly saying aloud, “Hey, Demonfreak geezer. Welcome!”
The luxury liner anchored and Demonfreak geezer looked surprised, before letting out a dry laugh. “Haha, Angelo Dolan, you’re really impatient and can’t wait to see Satan yourself, right?! To think that you’re so happy because of my arrival, must I say I feel honored or what?”
The smile on Angelo’s face receded. He furrowed his brows and said, “Hey, Demonfreak geezer, that’s not a fucking happy joke, you hear?”
“He’s not joking since you’ll definitely great your great god, the Satan himself, today.” Tang Xiu led Tang Guang and the rest out of the cabin and came to the side of Demonfreak geezer. The latter bowed and then moved behind Tang Xiu.
Wariness and vigilance filled Angelo Dolan’s eyes, and he even felt a bit shocked inwardly. He knew Demonfreak geezer’s attitude and was perfectly aware that this old devil was not only ruthless and cold-blooded, but also extremely arrogant. But who exactly was that young man? And why did Demonfreak geezer act so respectful towards him?”
“Who are you?” Angelo retreated a few steps. As his men quickly gathered up at his side, he grimly asked.