<h4>Chapter 1142: News at the Bar</h4>


    Trantor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio


    The Anthonys had also gained from that auction. They won four warehouses and found


    some valuable items inside. Altogether, they would be able to make more than one


    hundred thousand dors.


    A profit of more than one hundred thousand was considered a lot. After all, warehouses


    were not gold mines, and rarely did people be millionaires overnight.


    However, at that auction, someone did find gold. Moreover, it was someone whom the


    Anthonys despised, which made them even more jealous.


    At noon, George Anthony met up with Jesus and a few other famous treasure hunters.


    He had wanted to bring Conrad along but Conrad was not in the mood. He stayed


    behind by himself.


    However, he stayed behind not because he wished to calm down. He had other


    motives.


    Nogales was a town famed for its border tourism. Many Mexicans shuffled between


    America and Mexico at that point of the border, and many of them stayed in Nogales as


    well.


    Other than producing drugs and cacti, Mexico was also known as the home of attractive


    dies.


    These beautifuldies, along with the robust tourism, made up the vices of the town.


    There were numerous red-light districts in Nogales. As it was a border area, women


    who were investigated would escape towards Mexico. Nogales was not an easy ce


    to enforcew and order in, so the local police officers often chose to turn a blind eye on


    things here and there.


    The United States was a capitalist country. Business and money pulsed in the blood of


    the people. As long as there was a market, there would be demand, and with demand,


    there would be consumption. Hence, it was necessary for those women to exist in


    Nogales.


    Conrad did not have a stable girlfriend. He was an active youth and had his needs.


    Hence, from time to time, he had the urge to relieve those needs.


    Like many treasure hunters, Conrad enjoyed visiting thedies in the red light districts.


    Hans liked doing that too, and so did Princeps. In reality, too many treasure hunters


    enjoyed the activity.


    After all, treasure hunting was still considered toughbor. They were required to travel


    everywhere to search for warehouses and attend auctions. Time at home with their


    wives was scarce, and they spent more time wandering the streets.


    Under such circumstances, they would inevitably have ndestine dealings with a


    certain type of women.


    Conrad had been to Nogales previously and was very familiar with the area. He knew


    where he should go to look for suchdies.


    He gged down a taxi, got off and headed towards a corner building. It was a bar


    located on the border of residential estates, and it was his yground.


    Business at the bar would only boom at night and there were few customers in the


    afternoon.


    There were only a handful of people inside when Conrad came in.


    He ordered a beer and casually asked the bartender, “Buddy, is Nic here yet? I want


    to have a chat with her about life.”


    The bartender picked up his walkie-talkie and uttered a few sentences. Then he said,


    “Can you wait? She’sing over. She is dolling herself up, though. As you know, that


    would take some time.”


    “How long?” Conrad frowned. He was in a bad mood and having to wait made it still


    worse.


    “Around twenty minutes.”


    That was not too long. Conrad rxed. Sipping his beer, he said, “Alright, I will wait.”


    Bored, he sat in front of the bar, drinking. Two big men reeking of alcohol walked over


    and threw themselves over the bar counter.


    “Bring two more shots of Azteca tequ, buddy. Azteca tequ, let us fly, haha,” a bald


    big man slurred his words.


    The two men had yet to sit down. They were pressed against the counter, very close to


    Conrad, who was not happy about that. He frowned again.


    The bartender quickly served the two men their tequs. Then, one of the men picked


    up the drink and swallowed it. His Adam’s apple moved up and down. He finished the


    drink and then he opened his mouth and... spat out a bug!


    That’s right, he spat out a bug. It was arva of the tequ butterfly, a unique product of


    the Azteca tequ.


    Azteca tequ was famous because of the Azteca people. They believed that


    swallowing butterflyrvae in a tequ symbolized courage. Besides, thervae


    improved the taste of tequ and allowed people to experience heightened jubnce.


    Hence, that sort of drink had butterflyrvae submerged in tequ. One was supposed


    to gulp down the liquid and spit out thervae.


    Conrad knew of the drinking ritual but was unable to ept it. It was too disgusting for


    him.


    Just as he was about to step down from the counter, the big guy who just drank looked


    at the bald guy beside him. He said, “Hey, Trang, it’s your turn, drink up!”


    The bald man was about to pick up his ss when his phone rang.


    He took out the phone and nced at it before switching it off moodily. Then he banged


    on the table fiercely and mumbled, “Dammit, can’t get rid of this.”


    “Princeps is looking for you?” the other man asked.


    Realizing that they were talking about Princeps, Conrad settled down in his seat again.


    The man said, “No, it’s Mengs who called. However, he definitely called to talk about


    Princeps. He wants to make some money on our backs. But what right does he have to


    do that? Why must we obey?”


    Hispanion, a dark-skinned man, said with dissatisfaction, “That’s right, we followed


    Princeps’ lead because he was supposed to help us make money. In the end? We get


    shit!”


    “This time around, they have gone too far. They want to make money off us? My


    money is mine! It’s mine! I won’t give it to anyone...”


    As he continued toin, his phone rang again.


    He could not stand it anymore and picked up his phone grudgingly. As he had had too


    many tequs, he was somewhat drunk and shouted into the phone, “Mengs, talk


    louder! I can’t hear you!”


    A coarse voice sounded from the phone, “Trang, you had the guts to hang up on me


    just now? You sissy, I will kick your balls the next time I see you!”


    “If you have something to say, say it. Don’t just babble!”


    “Prepare ten thousand dors. Big boss Princeps found a really great warehouse,


    absolutely amazing! You guys can just wait for the profit, this time around everyone can


    make at least twenty thousand dors!” The coarse voice shouted excitedly.


    The man said with displeasure, “An awesome warehouse again? Said the same thing a


    few times before and look what happened...”


    “Shut up, it’s different this time. This time it is a Tucson warehouse. Don’t you know


    about Princeps’ connections in Tucson? There is definitely valuable stuff in the


    warehouse. It is just waiting for us to pull enough money together to take it down!”


    The big guy was not convinced. “Ha, is that so? Then why does he need so much


    money? Are there other people from Tucson topete with him?”


    “Dammit, you guessed right. That Chinese dude who schemed against big boss


    Princeps found out about it too. He had set his eyes on that warehouse and so if we


    want to make money, we need to snatch the warehouse from his hands.”


    “Nonsense!” The bald big guy yelled. “That Chinese dude is still in Nogales, I saw him.”


    “His partner from gstaff had gone off to Tucson to handle that,” the coarse voice


    sounded more frustrated. “Stop babbling, you guys should act quickly. Big boss


    Princeps has proof of the value of that warehouse, you can see it for yourself!”


    Hearing that, Conrad downed thest of his drink and threw down a tip of ten dors


    before leaving the counter.