Mafia Boy Revenge

24. Meet Fernandez Hugo

For two days Dave was taken care of by an old man who met him on the street while carrying firewood. He was treated well, so that the wound that was hit by the shot was getting dry. Dave felt lucky to be helped by the grandfather he greeted on the road.

"How are you doing, sir?" ask the old man named Qin.

"It's better Grandfather Qin, thank you for helping and taking care of me" Dave said.

"Hemm, no problem. Then, are you going?" ask grandfather Qin.

"Yes, I have to go. I have to do something in town" Dave said.

He ate the food provided by grandfather Qin. The potluck, because yesterday was on the run, the power was completely drained. Fortunately he did not faint, what else was a lot of blood pouring from his arm that was hit by a shot.

Dave is currently in Chonglou village, an autonomous region of Maonan ethnic Huangjiang. Remote area with minority population in Guangzi. Dave sees many of Qin's grandparents' neighbors living the same life as Qin's grandfather. Look for firewood for a fireplace in winter as well for cooking.

"Where are you going?" ask grandfather Qin again.

"To Macau, or to Shanghai" replied Dave.

"Is there a brother there?" ask grandfather Qin again.

"Nothing, it's just that I have a kung fu teacher. We were separated because I was kidnapped by Morata's men." Dave replied again.

"Morata?" asked grandfather Qin astonished.

"Yes, does grandfather Qin know who he is?" ask Dave enthusiastically.

"Hmm, no. But I've heard that he's got the biggest gambling place." replied Qin's grandfather.

Dave let out a long sigh, he then took out a bowl of white rice and cooked radish vegetables as is. Difficult economic conditions, making them only able to eat potluck. Dave was concerned, but that was life. So thought Dave.

He was lucky to still be alive, gradually as Dave grew older. The thinking is getting wider, the emotions are also starting to be controlled. His intelligence is also increasing.

Dave remembered the last time Liu gave him a small piece of paper, he had not read it but had been brought by Morata's men. And the paper was out of nowhere, he didn't know. Because at that time Dave did not have time to save it, what else read it.

"If you go to Macau, do you have to take public transportation? Where should I take public transportation to get to Macau?" ask Dave to Grandpa Qin.

"You have to take a train or an airplane" Qin's grandfather said.

"Ah yeah right, and it takes a lot of money" Dave said disappointedly.

"But I heard, on the edge of town there's a mafia land there. They said they'd build a villa for the holidays. Or you can work there, later the money can be to buy train or plane tickets" said Qin's grandfather.

"Hmm, so yeah. Right, I don't have the money to buy tickets. All right, maybe three days is enough to work the money to buy a train ticket" Dave said.

"Yes, it can be."

"Oh yeah, is there a phone? Grandpa has a cell phone?" ask Dave.

He just remembered Mateo, he wanted to contact Mateo who asked to be sent money to Qin's grandfather's village. The rest will be for Qin's grandfather, if Mateo can send him money. But, it's been five years or so that he doesn't know about Mateo and Luca in Italy.

"What are you looking for in a cell phone?" ask grandfather Qin.

"I want to call a friend. He's far away, so he wants to call" Dave replied.

"Grandfather doesn't have a cell phone. Here the one who has the phone is only a young child, grandfather does not have it" said grandfather Qin.

Dave was quiet, he downed the water. Breathing out slowly. It feels like he is confused how to do anything, very difficult if there is no money or mobile phone. At least if he doesn't have the ponsep, the money should he have. But to earn money, he had to work first.

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The news that landowners who were sold cheaply by the land mafia from the villagers of Chonglou, or the pusher there will come. He was a stranger who deliberately bought land in that remote village. Dave wondered who the new landowner was. According to the villagers, he was European.

It is not clear which country he is from, but it is clear he lives in Macau as well. This made Dave even more curious.

"Do you want to work there?" ask grandfather Qin.

"I saw Grandpa first, maybe you can consider working there" replied Dave.

Dave also prepared to go to the land where to make a villa. He wanted to know who the boss was. If she could help, she would do something to him.

Not long after, Dave arrived at the land. There was a large tent, and at the door of the tent lined up young men to register as their workers. For a moment Dave stopped, watching the people in line and the foreman of the employee who signed up.

Dave finally stepped forward, he stood behind the very last. Waiting for the queue of job applicants to become construction workers to make a villa. And one by one the young men advanced, until Dave was advanced and was standing ready to be asked what his ability if accepted to work as a laborer.

"Whose name?"

"Dave."

"Lord?"

"Twenty-one years." answered Dave again.

Dave is asked by the foreman, while the one in the tent watches Dave. He was astonished, why was there a foreign youth in that remote place. Then the man who was the landlord was also close, seeing Dave who was being asked by the foreman.

"Wait, let him into the tent" the man told the foreman to ask Dave to come in.

Dave was surprised, but he was happy to finally meet the land owner directly. The foreman looked at Dave, then turned to his boss. Then he asked Dave to come in after getting approval from his boss.

"You go in there, the boss tells you to go inside the tent" said the foreman.

Dave nodded, and he went into the tent to meet the boss. He was standing in front of the table, behind the table was an empty chair. It turned out that the boss had called him into the tent which was sealed as a restroom. Not long after, he came out.

Dave stared at the tall man with hair in a neat comb and a flat and calm face. Dave guessed the age of the man was about forty-five years older. And the man sat in the chair behind the table, he looked at Dave calmly as he lit his cigar.

"You're not a resident here?" ask the man.

"Yes, sir." answered Dave.

"Hemm, what's your name?"

"Dave Ni ..." Dave's speech was restrained.

"Why? What's your long name?"

"Dave Oliver Philip."

"Owh, are you German?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'm Fernandez Hugo, of Mexican descent. But living in Italy" said Fernandez Hugo.

The words of Fernandez Hugo made Dave stifled. Italy? So he's Italian of Mexican descent? Does he know Javier? Or does he know Mateo and Luca? That's Dave's thought.

"Master, may I ask for another job besides here?" ask Dave.

"What job?"

"You live in Italy?"

"Yes, I'm a businessman."

"Then make me your bidyguard Mr. Fernandez" Dave said steadily.

"What's? What can you do to be my bodyguard?"

Now Fernandez sneers at Dave, then sucks his cigar again. Dave was silent, he looked at Fernandez and sighed. Maybe through Fernandez can enter Italy again, without knowing by Javier.

"What can you do?"

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