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597 Garcia Challenges the Windmill

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    "Uh." Roger's face looked a little ugly. He grew up in luxury and received thousands of favors, but there were still very few people who were so disrespectful to him.  "Roger, I didn't mean that. Although he is good at gambling, he is still very repulsive to gambling unless there are some special reasons." Elena saw Roger's ugly face and hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over. After all, everyone  It's just about hanging out together, there's no need to be so stiff.  "You are making things difficult for him, do you know?" After Elena explained, she said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.  If she hadn¡¯t been a friend who had grown up together, no matter how kind-hearted Elena was, she wouldn¡¯t have explained it. She had been in aristocratic circles since she was a child, and everyone had their own principles that they adhered to.  What¡¯s more, have you ever seen a lion apologize to a cat?  "I" Roger then realized that he was a little reckless. The other party had no need to give him face, but he would never be able to apologize.  "Hey, Zeng, Roger, Elena, what are you doing here? Someone in front is fighting with the Canadian guy on the opposite side. Let's go and help out." Garcia rushed in and said excitedly without noticing at all.  Awkward atmosphere around.  A fight started?  Zeng Gong looked at Garcia who broke in in surprise. He still knew something about the tuna fishing activities in George Shoal. Fishing for tuna requires a license issued by the fishery department, and there are also regulations on fishing age.  The most important thing is that the total number of fishing is limited. If the number is reached in advance, the U.S. and Canadian governments will stop bluefin tuna fishing even if the fishing time is not over.  Fishermen from both countries are dissatisfied with the other party's intrusion into their own fields, and are even dissatisfied with the participation of fishing enthusiasts, not to mention the white-collar workers who use weekends to come to George Shoal to earn extra money.  But fights still rarely happen, because if the circumstances are serious, fishing qualifications will be revoked. The most important thing is that the time is limited, the quantity is limited, and fishing is difficult, so there is no time for conflicts.  "Zeng, you heard it right, there was indeed a conflict, and more than a dozen fishing boats were confronting each other. Some fishermen with a bad temper had already picked up the guy they were wearing." Garcia said excitedly.  He didn¡¯t care about any conflicts at all, and he didn¡¯t even have any patriotic sentiments. He just watched the excitement and didn¡¯t think it was a big deal. He was a young man looking for excitement and was ready to intervene.  "So what, it's none of our business." Zeng Gong shrugged and glanced at Roger, who was very leisurely. He couldn't stop the second-rate young man.  "What does it have to do with us?" Garcia looked at Zeng Gong blankly.  The script is wrong. As for violence and gore, have they been harmonized?  "Garcia, the conflict on the sea has nothing to do with us. We are here for vacation, not to fight. If you want to fight back to Manhattan, you can do whatever you want. I can't do it with those stout fishermen." Roger helplessly stood up from his chair.  He stood up and said seriously.  Garcia's out-of-touch temper caused them a lot of trouble, and he often made some inexplicable mistakes as a bisexual. As a good friend, Roger said that he was very tired, so that he had acted like an older brother since he was a child.  Garcia, who was several months older than him, was afraid of him.  "Hehe." Garcia shrank his neck and said weakly, "I just want us to drive the boat closer and find a better angle to watch the excitement." "Uh-huh!" Roger looked at Garcia carefully.  .  "Really, Roger, I never thought about it. We can see clearly with a telescope here." Garcia said coquettishly.  "Huh, that's the best." Roger glared at him, picked up the fishing rod and rushed to the fishing platform.  Zeng Gong¡¯s lack of face and Garcia¡¯s second-rate nature made him a little depressed just now. The yacht life for a few days, especially fishing, has long been boring, but it is very suitable for calming down. Yes, he needs to be quiet.  ¡°Hi, Roger, have you seen Garcia?¡± Elena suddenly found Roger worriedly.  "Garcia? Isn't he with you? At that time, he said he was going to learn Chinese Kung Fu." Roger looked at Elena in surprise.  "But he said he suddenly wanted to fish and came over with a fishing rod. We realized something was wrong, so we came over to see the situation." Elena explained worriedly.  "Oh, damn, I think those bodyguards of his must have disappeared too." Roger suddenly thought of something and patted his forehead in frustration and said.  "Elena, ask the sailors on the ship if Garcia drove the boat away." "No need to ask, Garcia and his bodyguards drove the boat and left the cruise ship." Natasha left at this time  Come over and say a little helplessly.  "Okay, order the cruise ship to move forward at full speed and set off towards the place where the fishermen clashed. I hope I can get there as soon as possible." Luo ?? Said with some headache.  Although the family business rarely involves marine fisheries, it still has a large fleet. Roger has experienced on the ship. He knows better than anyone the cruelty of maritime conflicts, especially the competition for certain fish of extremely high economic value.  , the fishermen would take out their hidden weapons.  The sea is an area that is difficult for the law to enter.  Natasha¡¯s face turned pale, and she hurriedly ran to inform the captain that things had developed in a bad and uncontrollable direction.  Not to mention the cruise ship that became a mess because of Garcia's disappearance, Garcia was like a fish entering the sea, driving a small boat with his bodyguards to expand the sea's mind.  "Pajero, do you think the Maine government will thank us, or even the entire New England region, thank the knights who fought for them?" Garcia breathed the salty, bitter sea breeze excitedly and shouted to a bodyguard beside him.  shouted.  Pajero¡¯s face had already turned the color of a bitter melon, and he even wished that he was the one driving the boat, so he didn¡¯t have to answer the questions of his second-rate employer face to face.  "We didn't say hello to Miss Natasha, okay?" Pajero said with a grimace.  "Hey, man, we are not going to Somalia to fight pirates. We are safeguarding the interests of the United States of America. Those fish guys in Canada are just a bunch of rabble. You are the elite of the Navy SEALs. Don't you have any confidence in yourself?"  Sia nonchalantly patted Pajero's broad shoulders and encouraged him excitedly.  Pajero's face became even more bitter when he heard this. He knew that Garcia would say this. If it weren't for the damn green Franklin, he wouldn't have become the bodyguard of the idiot in front of him, even though he was the nth generation of a big family.  ¡°You must listen to us when the time comes, we don¡¯t want to see any problems with you.¡± Pajero warned seriously.  "Okay, guys, relax, I won't make things difficult for you." Garcia waved his hands excitedly. He had already heard all kinds of greetings starting with "F".  "Come on, Garcia is here to challenge the windmill."
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