As the saying goes, only the ones who are fierce can make it in this world.
When it came to such a simple truth, Fraser naturally understood it. However, when he saw that Richard??s ears were cut off, he had a little sympathy for Richard, constantly feeling that Richard wouldn??t be so faulty as to be punished like this.
In Fraser??s opinion, Richard did nothing out of the line except for molesting a young girl and beating him up. He wondered why Anthony had insisted on cutting off his ears.
However, upon deliberation, he thought that what Anthony had said made sense. Richard wasn??t a good person. It was unknown how many bad things he had done in this life. After all, one of his men was addicted to marijuana.
Thinking like this, Fraser felt somewhat comforting in his heart.
Fraser suddenly thought of something and ran to the ditch behind the bar.
After arriving there, Fraser found that the kid who smoked marijuana had been gone, thinking that he surely had left long ago.
Turning around, Fraser suddenly found that Anthony was standing behind him.
Anthony asked, "Boss, what are you doing here?"
"I came over to see if the guy had climbed up, thinking that if there was a fatal accident, our bar would be in big trouble." Fraser finished his words, looking at Anthony's eyes with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.
Speaking of Anthony, he was a barmaid. Even so, Fraser knew that he wasn??t as simple as he was on the surface.
When Anthony was in the room back then, even Simon called him Brother Anthony respectfully.
Anthony laughed and said, "He didn??t smoke marijuana. He was just acting."
"Acting?" Fraser was stunned.
Anthony said with a smile. "Yes, he is indeed a drug addict. And his acting skills are quite superb as well. At first, I was almost fooled by him. But after I threw him into the gutter, he instinctively began to struggle, exposing himself."
"I secretly observed him for a while longer. And after we left, he climbed ashore like a normal person and ran away."
Fraser continued to ask in disbelief, "What was his purpose?"
"I guess Boss Lam surely was testing us to see whether our bar sells heroin." Anthony laughed disdainfully.
Speaking of selling heroin, it was indeed profitable. Previously, someone in Phoenix Dance Club sold items like heroin privately, such as ecstasy and flour. Alan warned half of his money by selling that kind of thing.
When it came to these harmful things, Fraser would never allow them to appear in his bar.
Fraser asked, "So do we have this stuff in the bar or not?"
"Yes." Anthony's answer startled Fraser.
"Who is that told you to sell it? And did you get my permission?" Fraser frowned. And his voice indicated that he was incomparably angry. It was such a serious thing. How come they hid it from him, a boss here?
"Boss, don??t get angry first. Listen to me. And I will tell you the truth in detail." Anthony came over and handed Fraser a cigarette, "Those things aren??t ours at all."
"Someone was selling them secretly in our bar. And I found it out and stole them over." Anthony said, "Boss, to tell the truth, in fact, I used to be a thief. After the Boss took me in, I stopped being a thief."
"Boss?"
Anthony smiled, "I am referring to your boss."
Fraser asked, "Where are those things?"
"They are right at the front desk." After Anthony finished his words, Fraser??s face immediately changed, thinking that if the police found it out, they would have to be sentenced to imprisonment.
Anthony said, "The most dangerous place is the safest place as well."
"Hurry up and destroy them." Fraser frowned and said, "Keeping these things will make us be in trouble sooner or later."
"Boss, are you sure?"
"Do you think I will sell them for money?" Fraser laughed disdainfully, "I'm not that short of money."
Anthony said, "I'm going to get them."
In less than a minute, Anthony returned with a black plastic bag.
"Do you use a plastic bag?" Fraser felt a little incredulous.
Anthony laughed, "Boss, I am asking you again. Are you sure that you want to destroy them?"
"Dump them all into the stinky ditch." Fraser heavily nodded his head.
Anthony stood up and threw a bag of white powder into the stinky ditch.
Looking at the bag full of heroin, Fraser asked, "Anthony, as for this bag, how much does it worth?"
Anthony said indifferently, "Not much. It's only a few tens of millions of dollars if you buy it."
??A few tens of millions of dollars??? Fraser sighed, "These things are expensive!"
Anthony said again, "This is the purchase price, Once they are sold, the price should be over hundred of millions of dollars."
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