Chapter 1142 News at the Bar (1/2)

The Anthonys had also gained from that auction. They won four warehouses and found

some valuable items inside. Altogether, they would be able to make more than one

hundred thousand dollars.

A profit of more than one hundred thousand was considered a lot. After all, warehouses

were not gold mines, and rarely did people become millionaires overnight.

However, at that auction, someone did find gold. Moreover, it was someone whom the

Anthonys despised, which made them even more jealous.

At noon, George Anthony met up with Jesus and a few other famous treasure hunters.

He had wanted to bring Conrad along but Conrad was not in the mood. He stayed

behind by himself.

However, he stayed behind not because he wished to calm down. He had other

motives.

Nogales was a town famed for its border tourism. Many Mexicans shuffled between

America and Mexico at that point of the border, and many of them stayed in Nogales as

well.

Other than producing drugs and cacti, Mexico was also known as the home of attractive

ladies.

These beautiful ladies, along with the robust tourism, made up the vices of the town.

There were numerous red-light districts in Nogales. As it was a border area, women

who were investigated would escape towards Mexico. Nogales was not an easy place

to enforce law and order in, so the local police officers often chose to turn a blind eye on

things here and there.

The United States was a capitalist country. Business and money pulsed in the blood of

the people. As long as there was a market, there would be demand, and with demand,

there would be consumption. Hence, it was necessary for those women to exist in

Nogales.

Conrad did not have a stable girlfriend. He was an active youth and had his needs.

Hence, from time to time, he had the urge to relieve those needs.

Like many treasure hunters, Conrad enjoyed visiting the ladies in the red light districts.

Hans liked doing that too, and so did Princeps. In reality, too many treasure hunters

enjoyed the activity.

After all, treasure hunting was still considered tough labor. They were required to travel

everywhere to search for warehouses and attend auctions. Time at home with their

wives was scarce, and they spent more time wandering the streets.

Under such circumstances, they would inevitably have clandestine dealings with a

certain type of women.

Conrad had been to Nogales previously and was very familiar with the area. He knew

where he should go to look for such ladies.

He flagged down a taxi, got off and headed towards a corner building. It was a bar

located on the border of residential estates, and it was his playground.

Business at the bar would only boom at night and there were few customers in the

afternoon.

There were only a handful of people inside when Conrad came in.

He ordered a beer and casually asked the bartender, ”Buddy, is Nicola here yet? I want

to have a chat with her about life.”

The bartender picked up his walkie-talkie and uttered a few sentences. Then he said,

”Can you wait? She's coming over. She is dolling herself up, though. As you know, that

would take some time.”

”How long?” Conrad frowned. He was in a bad mood and having to wait made it still

worse.

”Around twenty minutes.”

That was not too long. Conrad relaxed. Sipping his beer, he said, ”Alright, I will wait.”

Bored, he sat in front of the bar, drinking. Two big men reeking of alcohol walked over

and threw themselves over the bar counter.

”Bring two more shots of Azteca tequila, buddy. Azteca tequila, let us fly, haha,” a bald

big man slurred his words.