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Chapter 1951 - 513: The Magician at the End of World War II

"How do you know?"

Inzaghi asked.

"Gulanbaliye is a grape-producing area in Tunisia, they wouldn’t waste an oasis like this."

Huang Kaiwen explained.

Inzaghi shrugged, going to college makes a difference.

If he has a son in the future, he’ll make sure he studies well.

The group set off again and found the vineyard in less than ten minutes.

"Foreigners?"

The plantation owner came up and asked.

A few workers also stopped what they were doing to watch the commotion.

"Yes, our car broke down. We want to buy your car to go to Gulanbaliye."

Huang Kaiwen said.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the plantation owner sized them up and said, "2,000 dollars, and I’ll take you there."

"Why don’t you go rob someone?"

Kaka asked irritably.

"You might not have understood me, I meant 2,000 dollars per person!"

The plantation owner threw the cigarette butt to the ground with force, as several burly workers stood behind him.

Huang Kaiwen pulled out the weapon Neo gave him from his lower back and said with a smile, "You might not have understood me either, how much do you think you should charge now?"

"Relax, guy, I was just joking."

The plantation owner and the workers raised their hands.

Under the heavy influence of France, their surrender posture was quite standard.

"OK, Filippo, you and Ricardo go find the vehicle, Chris, you go find some rope."

Huang Kaiwen said.

Soon after, Huang Kaiwen heard a rumbling noise.

Inzaghi and Kaka returned driving a smoking tractor.

Huang Kaiwen tilted his head and looked at the plantation owner.

The plantation owner quickly explained, "It’s not my fault, the truck was taken out today, so now there’s only the tractor."

"Alright then,"

Huang Kaiwen said, "Sergio, pay him."

Ramos pulled out a wad of dollars from his wallet, and finally stuffed six bills into the plantation owner’s shirt collar.

"Uncle Kevin, look at me!"

The Young Master was draped in two bullet belts, holding a machine gun in his left hand and a chunk of rope in his right.

Huang Kaiwen helplessly slapped his forehead and said, "If Paul saw this, he’d kill me for sure."

Inzaghi immediately took out his phone to snap a photo of the Young Master.

The Young Master showed off by holding up the machine gun, grinning from ear to ear.

Huang Kaiwen couldn’t bear to look.

Maybe they should send Paolo Maldini to Africa for business development first when they return to Milan, to prevent any trouble from the Yellow Ball King.

"Stop fooling around, tie them up first!"

Ramos urged.

"Oh, right!"

The Young Master immediately dropped the machine gun and went to work.

After tying everyone up, Kaka said to them, "Your things have been requisitioned by the CIA."

"A requisition should come with payment!"

Ramos said.

"Then why don’t you get it back?"

Kaka asked.

"Let’s forget it, I’m a master’s degree holder after all, I can’t just take things without paying."

Ramos hesitated and said.

Huang Kaiwen stepped on the gas, and the group set off once again towards Gulanbaliye.

"When did you learn to drive a tractor?"

Inzaghi shouted out.

"I know how to do a lot of things!"

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Due to the loud noise of the tractor, the group became quite silent.

Fortunately, the tractor was of decent quality, and they safely reached Gulanbaliye.

They discreetly found a hotel to stay at and even had dinner in their rooms.

"Kevin."

A little after eight, Kaka knocked on the door to find Huang Kaiwen.

"What’s up, Ricardo?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

"Do you think we’ll be in danger?"

Kaka asked worriedly.

This journey wasn’t as romantic as he had imagined, Neo had actually been shot.

"Don’t worry, there shouldn’t be any more bad guys."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Without Neo around, the [Golden Prison Award] played out perfectly.

After all, these people are his family and friends.

"Really, I’m just a bit worried."

Kaka said, scratching the back of his head, embarrassed: "I never thought it could be so dangerous, I’m really afraid of returning with fewer people."

"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely bring you all back."

Huang Kaiwen reassured him once more.

The treasure or not.

Wealth is just material.

If they truly encountered danger, Huang Kaiwen would decisively abandon the treasure to ensure everyone’s safety.

The experiences together in Africa were far more precious than any wealth.

Knock knock—

Huang Kaiwen looked at Kaka and said with a smile, "Looks like you’re not the only one who can’t sleep."

Kaka sheepishly went to open the door, and it was the Young Master at the entrance.

"Uncle Kevin, Uncle Ricardo."

"What’s up, Rambo?"

Huang Kaiwen teased.

Today the Young Master’s photo was already transferred to his smartphone via Bluetooth by Inzaghi, and honestly, he did look rather cool.

The Young Master said excitedly, "We’ll run into bad guys again, right? Let’s buy some weapons tomorrow, I brought some money from home, let’s get heavy weapons!"

Huang Kaiwen:...

Kaka’s head dropped to his chest.

Because he felt even a young boy was braver than him.

"No way!"

Huang Kaiwen said, "Unfamiliar weapons will only hurt yourself, with me around there’s no need to worry about your safety, now go back to sleep."

"Oh, alright."

The Young Master left, somewhat dejected.

Huang Kaiwen turned and said, "It’s just ignorance that makes the young fearless, respecting life isn’t cowardice, so don’t overthink it."

"Alright, Kevin!"

Kaka said with a smile.

He didn’t expect Kevin to know what he was thinking.

Once Kaka left, Huang Kaiwen finally lay down on the bed.

After a day of hard work, Huang Kaiwen was also tired.

He fell asleep within minutes.

Early the next morning, everyone except the Young Master was wearing fake beards, carrying backpacks and tools, looking just like the local workers.