"Mr. Chitel, it's almost docked after dawn. You haven't slept well these days, why don't you sleep for a while?"
Umia said with concern.
For the past 2 days, Abel has hardly slept and has been staying by Gremer's side. He was afraid that he would fall asleep. What happened to Gremer during this period.
"I'm fine, go to sleep, and protect Uncle Moe and Joe, I always feel that this Boss Demain is weird!"
Abel warned Umia.
They followed Muzar, not even relatives, not even friends. They just bought most of the collection at the auction.
If Muzar wanted to help them, he would curry favor with Washington and just send a small boat. 1 must know that the cost of a return trip on this luxury cruise ship is astronomical.
And this time is days, and those tourists on the island will definitely be in trouble. Those who can board this luxury cruise ship are not ordinary people.
Now that Muzar would rather risk offending all the tourists and send them back with such luxury and force, there must be something tricky about it.
Businessmen seek profit, and Abel does not believe that Muzar is kind.
"Well, I will pay attention!"
Umia nodded.
More than 2 hours later, it was almost dawn, and it was not far from the Purar City Wharf. At this moment, several speedboats quietly approached the cruise ship, and then seven or 8 people went up the suspended ladder to the cruise ship.
Soon, these people were taken to Muzar's room. Among these people, there were people who looked exactly the same. These were the Heroes of Vistarm, and they were quadruplets.
"Boss, people are here…"
A man in a suit walked into Muzar's room and said.
Muzar sorted out his clothes, waved his hands and said, "Let them come in!"
Soon, a few people from Vistarm Heroes walked in.
Seeing this, Muzar hurriedly got up to meet him.
Although these heroes of Vistarm are not very old, they are very powerful. Many times, Muzar's activities of killing people and stealing goods are completed by these people.
", please…"
Muzar very politely invited the Heroes of Vistarm to his seat.
"Boss Demain, is there any good deal for the of us to come here?"
asked the eldest of the Vistarm Heroes.
"Of course, otherwise, why would you wake up in the middle of the night…"
Muzar smiled faintly.
"Tell me, what is the price this time, and who are we dealing with!"
The boss asked bluntly.
Muzar looked around, the man in the suit hurriedly kicked everyone else out of the room.
"To tell the of you, there are a few people on my boat right now, all of them tourists from Beridel. I plan to invite the of you to kill them. As for the reward, you can do whatever you want!"
Muzar said directly.
"How many tourists?"
The boss was slightly taken aback: "If it's just a few tourists, Boss Demain's subordinates can handle it casually, and you won't let the of us come to earn money, right?"
They know Muzar too well. They can die for money. If the other party is easy to deal with, Muzar will not be able to give up the money and invite them here.
"There are 2 warriors among these people, and they feel that their strength is not low, so I invited you guys just in case!"
Muzar explained.
"Oh, so that's what happened. Since the other party has 2 warriors, we don't know how strong we are, so it's not easy to discuss the price in detail, but the minimum cannot be less than 10 million…"
"No problem, as long as you kill these few people and throw them all into the sea, I'll give you 50 million…"
Before the boss could finish speaking, Muzar agreed.
Tens of millions are nothing to tens of billions of antiques.
To be continued....
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