owlsbooks Chapter 1891 Dog bites dog (Please give me a monthly ticket!!! Please subscribe!!! Please recommend!
Chapter 1891 Dog bites dog (Please give me a monthly ticket!!! Please subscribe!!! Please recommend!
Chapter 1891 Dog bites dog (Please give me a monthly ticket!!! Please subscribe!!! Please recommend!!!)
The Beggar King was celebrating his success in his own lair at the moment, having no idea that he had been framed.
However, while eating and drinking, the Beggar King always felt a little uncomfortable.
"Boss! Come over and have a drink! We found a lot of women today! Don't drink alone!"
In his lair, the Beggar King is not as majestic as he is outside. Perhaps the more a person lacks something, the more he wants to show it. For example, he is the Beggar King. No matter if he is a king or not, he is still a beggar. This identity makes him always hold his status when facing outsiders, making himself more worthy of the title of "Beggar King".
Therefore, many of his partners think that the Beggar King is a little bit crazy... He is obviously a beggar, but he acts like a noble... We are all shameful, so why should we pretend?
But he still enjoyed it. However, in his underground lair, in front of his core brothers, he was not very good at pretending.
After all, who the hell doesn’t everyone know? Who are you pretending for?
"No, you guys go and have fun." The Beggar King shook his head and rejected his brothers' invitation.
Don't think that those who hang out in the underground world are really miserable. In fact, it is the same everywhere in the world. Poverty always refers to the bottom class. As long as the classes are divided anywhere, no matter how poor a place is, the masters at the top will never be poor.
The most obvious examples are the third world countries in the world.
For example, the Democratic Republic of the Congo is a country that not many people know about. Even most people cannot tell the difference between the Republic of the Congo and the Democratic Republic of the Congo... In fact, these are two different countries.
Although both are called "Congo", one is the Republic of the Congo (Brazzaville) and the other is the Democratic Republic of the Congo (Kinshasa).
What we want to talk about is the Democratic Republic of the Congo.
Which city in the world has the most French speakers? When hearing this question, most people's reaction may be that the largest city in the French-speaking world is naturally Paris! In fact, the city with the most French speakers in the world is Kinshasa, the capital of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, with a population of over 1200 million, which is larger than the population of Greater Paris. However, both the Democratic Republic of the Congo and the city of Kinshasa have almost no presence in the world. Kinshasa's population of million is much larger than that of New York and Hong Kong, but the media can't really report anything about it. Because in this country with a per capita GDP of less than US dollars, there are no other elements except garbage dumps, slums and HIV. For many years, the only things that Congo can make the world remember are the world's number one corruption, the most brutal war in Africa, and their leopard-print president Mobutu.
In the second year after taking office, Mobutu publicly proposed the theory of "stealing to save the country". After that, he began to plunder state property unscrupulously. From copper mines and diamond mines to rubber plantations and cocoa plantations, and from a few cows and a few trucks of spare parts, all of these were taken into his pocket. At its peak, Mobutu controlled the 14 largest plantations in Congo. A quarter of the country's cocoa and rubber exports came from Mobutu.
The number of smuggled copper and diamond mines is even more numerous. Through the continuous accumulation of wealth over the years, Mobutu's personal assets exceeded tens of billions of US dollars. At the same time, he also became one of the richest people in the world. So what should he do with the money? Of course, he squandered it. Famous watches, luxury cars, luxury goods, these are all basic configurations. In order to facilitate shopping everywhere, Mobutu also purchased a special shopping plane. Whether it is Britain, France, Switzerland or Portugal, Mobutu always comes from time to time. A trip to spend money at any time.
The country was so poor that it was bleeding, but Mobutu still lived a luxurious life that many billionaires would be ashamed of. Because he bought too many things, there was really no place to put them. So Mobutu cut down 10 trees and built an African Versailles Palace with 2 tons of marble. Needless to say, there are all kinds of luxurious configurations you can think of or not. In addition, Mobutu also purchased a large number of properties around the world. For example, wine cellars in Portugal, farms in Switzerland, apartments in Paris, and so on.
Mobutu is not the only 'benevolent ruler' like this.
Another example is the Teodoro family in Equatorial Guinea. Equatorial Guinea has considerable oil reserves, with proven oil reserves of 56 billion barrels. In addition, natural gas, gold, bauxite, phosphate and other resources are also very rich. Under the rule of the Teodoro family, Equatorial Guinea vigorously developed the oil industry and is currently the largest oil producer in Africa. But people's lives are very difficult. According to data from the World Bank, 76% of the country's people live below the poverty line. In 2021, Equatorial Guinea's GDP growth rate was -2.3%. On the one hand, it is the largest oil producer in Africa, and on the other hand, the people are in large-scale poverty. This is actually very telling.
The Teodoro family enjoys unimaginable wealth. For example, the son of the current President of Equatorial Guinea, Teodoro Nguema Obiang Mbasogo, and the Vice President of Equatorial Guinea, Teodoro Nguema Obiang Mangue, spent a staggering $2004 million on real estate and luxury goods in the United States between 2011 and 3.15 alone.
And this is just a drop in the bucket. This guy later had his property confiscated by many countries (at least tens of billions of assets, or even more), but others didn't care at all. Britain, France and the United States didn't let us squander, so we went to another place to continue squandering, and we just ran off to Brazil to continue squandering.
In addition, there are the Duvalier father and son in Haiti. Haiti! That is the poorest country in the world. The people are so hungry that they eat dirt... This is not an adjective, but it is true. They really eat dirt. Hungry Haitians will make mud biscuits with a kind of local clay to satisfy their hunger. Under the terrible rule of the Duvalier father and son, the survival of Haitians is a problem. Data from 1985 showed that the average life expectancy in Haiti was 47 years old, the malnutrition rate of newborns was 87%, the infant mortality rate was 18%, and as many as 75% of the population was illiterate. This father and son are simply the weirdos in the wool-pulling world. They have squeezed out every bit of value from the people. They have used all means to make money. When there is no more oil to squeeze, they simply let the people sell blood. Selling blood is not enough, and in the end they directly export the bodies of the people!
One liter of plasma can earn four or five dollars, which is just a small amount for Duvalier. The real big money still comes from international aid. The United States cannot just watch the serious humanitarian disaster in its backyard and drag other countries to provide aid to Haiti. Duvalier was very bold and directly intercepted international aid. The most exaggerated one was in 1980, when he embezzled 2200 million US dollars of the 2000 million US dollars in aid from the International Monetary Fund. Not only was he greedy for money, but he also did not let go of materials. In order to assist Haiti's industrial development, Mexico once sold a batch of oil to Haiti at a super low price. As a result, this batch of oil was resold by Duvalier to South Africa, and at that time South Africa was unanimously blockaded by Western countries because of its nuclear weapons and racist policies.
In short, poverty is not absolute. How can you be poorer than a master?
The same is true in the underground world, where a large number of people are hovering on the line between life and death and may die any day.
But for top people like the Beggar King, their lives are even comparable to those of the rich people on earth!
There is no shortage of any luxury goods here. He can decorate his underground nest like a palace, and even has a lot of women. They know a lot of human traffickers, and they will even use their underground smuggling routes to help those human traffickers transport people.
So beauty?
At least it is not uncommon for the Beggar King. He can even enjoy beauties from all over the world.
But now he is really in no mood.
The thoughtful younger brother saw that the boss was thinking: "What's wrong, boss? We won the battle, why are you not happy?"
"Tony... do you think I should be happy? Two people, just two people! There were only two of them, and they beat up more than 20 of us like children. If we hadn't taken out the alien weapons, we would have been finished long ago!"
Thinking of the previous battle... The Beggar King didn't feel any comfort. They were outnumbered and in ambush, but even so, they were still beaten up by the two men. They didn't even have a chance to fight back. Ordinary weapons were useless. That long-faced black guy could actually dodge bullets!
Tell me whether this is an exaggeration or not!
"But we won, didn't we?"
The thoughtful Tony obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with this. They were not a gang that made a living by being brave and aggressive. As long as the result was good, he didn't care!
"Yes, we won. But what after that? There are only two of them? Is it possible? What if we meet them again? What if we meet a group of them? Should we just wash our necks and wait to die?" The Beggar King was really a little scared.
Who would have thought that group of people were so fierce... If you are so fierce, why do you still want to target these poor mice? Why don't you do something else?
The thoughtful Tony thought about it and felt that what the boss said made sense.
But he thought of a solution.
"Boss, I have a solution!"
"explain."
Tony is his close friend. This guy is unlucky. He used to work on Wall Street. In the financial crisis of 08, he went bankrupt and lost everything. His wife and children also left him. His house and all his assets were confiscated to pay off his debts. In addition to the child support for his wife and children...he became a homeless man. It was the Beggar King who took him in.
This guy was smart and gradually became the close brother of the Beggar King. Of course, the Beggar King treated him well. Although he was in the underworld, his wife and children received a lot of support and lived a very wealthy life. The Beggar King knew where his wife and children were.
So Tony would never dare to betray him.
"Remember the woman who came to see us last time? She was from the assassin organization."
"The one with the shaved head and a miserable face?" The Beggar King remembered. "The people at the high table... did they find you?"
"I did, but I refused. I know what you're thinking, Boss. We're living a good life, and getting involved with them won't do us any good."
The High Table, a name that has long disappeared in New York. The Continental Hotel, once the largest hotel in North America, was located in New York. However, due to the vampire riot and Kai's attack, all members of the New York High Table died.
Later, the high table wanted to enter New York again, but Kai refused. You think I don't exist, right?
You are a killer organization. If you do things secretly, I, a policeman, will just ignore it. But nima, you opened a hotel on the street! You are just short of advertising directly in Times Square. What? You are planning to run for the US presidency?
So they were determined not to be allowed to return to New York again.
But the question is, can the high table be abandoned? This is New York, the center of the universe! What a huge market.
So over the years, the High Table has been trying to find a way to return to New York. Unfortunately, the New York gangs are changing too fast, and they can't find a local partner even if they want to. Who knows if that partner will be killed by the police or a superhero the next day.
It was at this time that the existence of the Beggar King attracted their attention.
The Beggar King has been active in the underground of New York for a long time. In the past, the Continental Hotel in New York had cooperated with the Beggar King, and he was the intelligence service provider of the Continental Hotel. In the end, the Continental Hotel was ruined, but the Beggar King still lived a carefree life.
They thought about changing their operating methods. Since they could no longer operate openly as before, they might as well go underground. After all, they could not lose the New York market.
In the end, the Beggar King refused... He was afraid. He lived a good life, and although he was still committing crimes, it was impossible for the New York police to go to the underground to hunt him down for such a small crime. The superheroes would not be so idle as to leave so many big villains alone and come out to embarrass a small character like him.
This kind of 'neither high nor low' situation is very good, life is comfortable and there is no risk. If he eats too much and runs to hang out with the people at the high table, he will definitely die a miserable death if he is discovered.
Tony was quite honest and did not hide the fact that his boss, High Table, had come to see him.
The Beggar King nodded to show his satisfaction. In fact, he knew everything about the High Table contacting Tony, but he also knew that Tony did not agree, and Tony did not hide it from him. This was good.
"But isn't the situation different now?" Tony said with a smile, "Let's let the High Table deal with them! If they win, we'll be great and work for the High Table again. Anyway, if there's a problem, it won't be a big deal to sell the High Table again. But if they lose, then they'll have no reason to come to us again. You know, that's the High Table, we've rejected them time and time again... Who knows what they'll do?"
The Beggar King’s idea is good!
In fact, the Beggar King didn't want to have anything to do with the High Table, but he also knew that the High Table was never a good thing.
"Alright! Let them fight each other!!!"
But thinking of that expressionless girl with a buzz cut... The Beggar King still felt uncomfortable. That was the judge of the high table... That woman was definitely a lunatic.
(End of this chapter)