The excitement of Garcia did not affect the conflict that was about to break out, because nearby fishermen gathered here at any time. Although driving a speedboat was a bit maverick, it still did not attract much attention. The two sides in the sudden conflict picked up shotguns and looked at each other with ferocious faces. The blood vessels around the temples left clear marks due to excitement. The smell of gunpowder was suddenly strong. The battle was about to break out. The fishermen who gathered unconsciously slowed down and started to rush. Touching the weapon at his waist. "Lewis, stop, stop quickly." Pajero couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart, and he panicked and called Lewis, who was driving the boat, to stop. Chaotic environments, especially scenes full of violence, are what they least like to face. For veterans like them who have retired after the baptism of war, the biggest threat, apart from snipers, is not bullets from the frontal battlefield, but bullets from the front. Know which direction a stray bullet is coming from. "Pajero, what are you doing? Let's go there quickly, I've prepared the M16, what are you afraid of." Seeing Pajero ordering to stop the boat, Garcia suddenly became anxious. We have searched for all kinds of stimulation, what other stimulation is there? There is no doubt that it is war. War makes people tremble and excited. If it were not for the obstruction of his family, Garcia would have joined the army and gone to the front line in the Middle East. "No, Mr. Garcia, you can't go there, it's too chaotic on the other side." Pajero righteously rejected Garcia's unreasonable request. As professional bodyguards, they must never put their employers in danger. Depending on the actual situation, they can refuse their employers' unreasonable demands. "Pajero, let's get a little closer, a little closer. You see, the weapons they hold are just shotguns. As long as they can't hit the vital points, they won't kill anyone. What's more, the sight of that thing is very poor." Garcia was very dissatisfied with Pajero's stubbornness, which made him lose a lot of fun. "No, Garcia, the lethality of the shotgun at close range is also considerable, and its attack area is too large, it is easy to cause accidental damage. I refuse to move forward." Pajero looked serious. Fuck, Garcia threw the sunglasses in his hand directly into the sea, pointed at Pajero's nose and said, "Pajero, are you the boss or me? Don't you listen to my orders?" "Master Garcia, mine The boss is Mr. Fagan," Pajero said after a moment of silence. "I" Garcia stamped her feet in anger. Bang The sound of gunshots came suddenly. Pajero immediately pressed Garcia under him. He carefully looked along the side of the ship, and then asked in a low voice, "Lewis, are you okay?" "It's okay, you and Master Garcia." "Where are you?" Lewis, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was shocked and asked with concern. "Huh, we're fine. Do you see what's going on?" Pajero breathed a sigh of relief and asked. ¡°It seems like there was a misfire.¡± Lewis couldn¡¯t see clearly from a distance and said with some uncertainty. Fire? Garcia pushed the Pajero on his body hard and said angrily, "Pajero, get the fuck off of me. If you don't get beaten to death, I'll be crushed to death by you idiot first." There was a guy on top of him. The big guy is really unlovable, and soft and cute girls can still be considered. Unfortunately, the old antique at home does not agree with the female bodyguard appearing in his bodyguard team. The dream of having some super friendship with the female bodyguard is strangled in the cradle. inside. "Okay." Pajero moved his body carefully, and did not forget to warn: "Master Garcia, get up carefully, but don't stand up. We are in the range of accidental injury." Although Garcia looked disgusted, he was full of stomach. He was a playboy, but that didn't mean he was full of idiots. At the critical moment, he didn't have the courage to challenge the windmill's Don Quixote. He turned over timidly and leaned on the side of the ship to watch carefully across the horizon. Although school shootings in the United States are ordinary and social security is worrying, this is the first time he has experienced a gun battle. The sea was very calm, and the other side was also calm. It seemed as if the gunfire had nothing to do with them. The surrounding ships hid far away, lying on the deck, holding on to the side of the ship; they stood up straight and stretched their necks to watch, not afraid of sudden cold shots. They formed a large circle, all looking at the two ships that were engaging each other in the center of the battle. They are working together sincerely. That¡¯s right, it¡¯s a sincere cooperation, it¡¯s weird. A huge bluefin tuna was bled by a few fishermen with quick hands and feet. The remaining people took out a lot of ice cubes from the cold storage. After the blood drained, they quickly buried the whole bluefin tuna. The low temperature can preserve the meat quality. Delicious. There were still conflicts when they first cooperated, but their huge wealth brought them together, and their skillful skills were enough to make up for the unfamiliarity caused by their tacit understanding. "Lewis, didn't a conflict break out? There seems to be no one injured." Garcia said strongly"I had the courage to stand up from the speedboat and asked Lewis, who had a better view and witnessed the whole process. "It's not a conflict. I saw it wrong just now. They shot into the air. I think it was because of the bluefin tuna they had." Lewis thought about it and was basically right. The largest consumer country of bluefin tuna is Japan, especially the sashimi produced by it is widely praised. Therefore, auctions are often held in some seafood markets, and sushi restaurants frequently create crazy moves. However, transporting it all the way from the Atlantic Ocean to Japan requires refrigeration treatment in advance, and then air transportation, and it will arrive in Tokyo in a few hours. The fishermen are not stupid, conflicts are conflicts, but no one wants to give up the wealth they have obtained. They are willing to temporarily put aside their differences and jointly deal with the bluefin tuna, so that is why Lewis saw the scene. "Hey, it turns out they are just a group of cowards. Those Canadians should be killed. George's Shoal belongs to us, and all the harvest should be ours. Pajero, move forward quickly, I want to give those Canadians Try it a little bit," Garcia jumped up from the speedboat and said with disdain. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Coward? Pajero couldn't help but smile bitterly and rushed forward? Was everyone unanimously exposed to the outside world? He couldn't imagine the consequences of their small boat rushing up, or even being torn into pieces by the angry fishermen. "Master Garcia, let's wait for the cruise ship. No one will listen to us if we go on board now. The green Franklin is their favorite." Pajero pointed at the busy crowd in the distance and persuaded tactfully. ¡°Then it¡¯s cheaper for those Canadians?¡± Garcia asked reluctantly. "For now, yes." Pajero said seriously. "Hmph, when the cruise ship comes, I want to see who they listen to."