King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 1111 - 977: Super Apartment_2

Joe Ga remarked on the lack of professionalism and poor judgment of the local nannies, flipped Dorian the bird, grabbed a bottle of beer, took a sip, and lay down on a wooden lounge chair, exhaling comfortably...

Just as Joe Ga was about to relax and enjoy himself, Gino, wearing a beach outfit out of nowhere, snuck over to Joe Ga and said, "Boss, can I take a stroll down there?

I just saw a few kids on the beach stealing things...

As a mercenary, I think every time we arrive at a new place, we should check out the locals’ background."

Hearing this, Joe Ga looked at the deeply mob-minded Gino in admiration and said, "I bet if you go down there with your phone and cash, you’ll get beaten up and robbed blind."

Gino pulled out a 20 from his pocket and said, "No way, these kinds of thieves are the same everywhere. As long as there’s nothing too valuable on me, paying them a protection fee will get them to show me around."

Joe Ga was amused by Gino and gave him a playful slap on the head, laughing as he said, "We’re P·B, and you’re telling me to proactively pay a protection fee?

Are you out of your fucking mind?

Why are you so eager to mix with a bunch of thieves?"

Gino yelped, holding his head, as he squatted down and said, "Boss, I can find out who they are and also see if there are any arms dealers around.

You said we’re P·B, so how can we go out without guns?"

Joe Ga was stunned by Gino; this kid was born to be in a gang...

Finding the local bosses first and staking out places before buying weapons is what he does in new places...

If Gino wasn’t with P·B and managed to grow up smoothly on the streets, he’d definitely become a gang leader.

Seeing the eager look on Gino’s face, Joe Ga rolled his eyes and pointed to a few large boxes in the huge living room, saying, "Go and bring that black box over here..."

Gino hesitated for a moment, then went inside and pushed a big black box onto the balcony...

Joe Ga watched Gino waiting for his command, gestured for him to open the box...

Gino skillfully opened the box, seeing its contents...

A 32-inch big box unfolded like a multi-tier toolbox, with four layers, each holding six different models of handguns, and the bottom layer neatly organized with 240 handgun magazines.

"Oh shit, do Brazil’s customs eat shit?"

Joe Ga threw his slipper next to Gino, sarcastically saying, "Don’t forget, your boss is an arms dealer.

Tell me, what reason do I have to buy guns from local thugs?"

Gino grabbed a Glock and tucked it into his waistband, glaring at Joe and saying, "Boss, can I have a gun?

I can ensure your safety!

In just three days, I’ll make the thieves on the beach know who the real boss is!"

Looking at the gun at Gino’s waist, Joe Ga shook his head, saying, "If you keep pointing the gun at your brothers, I fear you’ll have to say goodbye to it after running a few steps.

Put the gun down, even when in Central Africa, I didn’t see you putting much effort into practicing your shooting, so why the fuss now?"

As Gino returned the gun, Joe Ga reached over to close the box, then looked at the somewhat disappointed Gino and said, "Don’t get any silly ideas. If you really want to help, keep an eye on Igor for me.

He’ll probably sleep another hour, and when he wakes up, you’re in charge of changing his diaper..."

The word ’brother’ made Gino pause for a moment, then he straightened up with a grin, saluted sloppily, and said, "Yes sir!"

Joe Ga watched as Gino swiped a Corona beer and sat down next to the stroller under a parasol, occasionally sneaking a sip while looking after the sleeping Igor...

Joe Ga didn’t mention it. Gino, already fifteen, was considered a big boy.

In P·B, and even back in Joe’s hometown, there’s no rule about having to be 21 to drink.

Most kids are pulled in by the elders for a drink during the holidays, and as they grow older, those who can handle spirits sit with the adults while those who drink beer sit with the kids.

Lying on the lounge chair with his hands behind his head, looking at the distant sea, Joe Ga said, "Gino, do you remember when we first met?

Back then, you had not only to take care of Adel but also protect several buddies.

Among the teenagers I’ve met, you’re the most gutsy one!

You can do many things in the future, but don’t lean towards gangs!

You can understand them, defeat them, but you don’t need to become them!"

Gino paused and said, "But Dragon Gecko said I’m not fit to be a soldier, and I want to protect Adel, protect you all..."

Joe Ga sneered, "Joining a gang can protect us?

Do you think a bunch of bastards has any right to protect me?

Indeed, not everyone is fit to be a soldier. If this path doesn’t work for you, try another.

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Gino, if you really want to help, read more books. Graduate from a legitimate university, and I’ll have Thompson take you as an apprentice."

Gino, thrilled, exclaimed, "Really?"

Joe Ga amusingly shook his head and said, "I keep my promises; as long as you finish college, I’ll fulfill it.

But before that, help me take good care of Igor...

He’s your brother and needs your protection!"

Gino hesitated for a moment, then after a brief silence, threw his beer into the trash...

Joe Ga glanced back and smiled contentedly...

Gino was actually very responsible, talked too much, and got into trouble, looking for a sense of belonging in his slightly clumsy way.

Jacques, who was depressed, had been hanging out with Gino for almost a year, climbing and jumping together but with mostly minor bumps.

A teenage boy, besides taking care of his sister, also had to hang out with another younger boy.

To achieve this is actually beyond most kids his age.

Joe Ga had already accepted this kid in his heart, naturally taking responsibility for him.

Giving him something to hope for, whether he can achieve it doesn’t matter. As long as he sees himself as part of this family, the future will have a place for him!

During Joe Ga’s break, others had packed up downstairs and gathered on the balcony.

Old Niu retrieved large cuts of beef from the kitchen and skillfully sliced and marinated them.

Sanderson, the Texan, was in charge of lighting up the grill on the balcony, and everyone, holding their beers, started a somewhat casual BBQ with laughter.

The environment here naturally relaxed everyone, talking about their visions for the future while drinking beer, and soon the sun set.

As the sky started to darken, Nis finally returned just as her son got hungry.

A group of women had bought many things in large bags, taking several trips by the apartment staff to bring everything in.

Seeing Nis take Igor away for feeding, ’Kitten’ was about to approach Joe to ask his opinion on the apartment’s decor when the elevator at the foyer suddenly opened...

Estelle peeked from behind Ayu, looked inside, let out a shriek, rushed in, and gave ’Kitten’ a bear hug...

"You guys really came! Are you here to help me?"

’Kitten’ pushed Estelle away disdainfully and said, "We’re here on vacation..."

Estelle unbelievingly glanced around and saw the box on the balcony. She walked over, peeked inside, and looked at Joe Ga excitedly, saying, "Sir, who are you planning to kill this time?

I came to Brazil based on your advice. If you’re going after the drug dealers, be sure to include me.

I’m a DEA agent, and I know people in Sao Paulo!"

Joe Ga looked at the suddenly slick-talking Estelle and said to Dorian, "Is this still the same rookie?

Elephant, test her out. I think she might be an imposter!"

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