Treasure Hunt Tycoon Chapter 414: Revenge of the Native Americans

Chapter 414: Revenge of the Native Americans

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After they left the casino, Li Du handed the 10,000 dollars to Big Quinn. "You help me distribute the money to them. Earlier on we calculated the information of the ones who got scammed and their losses. Give them the whole of their scammed amount. You and G.o.dzilla can split and take the remaining balance."

d.i.c.kens rubbed his hands together and said, "Li, is this really okay? We got part of the compensation from you already. "

Li Du placed a hand on his shoulder and explained his actions. "You’ve been scammed and have suffered because of me. I will not tolerate that. You can treat the sum of money I gave you all earlier as the profits you got from the auction."

The treasure hunters were moved and excited by what Li Du said. Olly cried out, "Big Li, thank you. If not for you, I’d be finished!"

Li Du smiled and waved his hand. "Go back and sleep—don’t go back in there. Did you all learn something from that 4,000 dollars worth of chips?"

Turis nodded. "Yes: entering the casino is equivalent to giving the Native Americans our money, and we can’t win money there."

This had been Li Du’s hope. He wanted to use Marlin to deal with Rick and that meant he had to make a trip to the casino and transfer the losses to the Native Americans.

As he had first-hand experience dealing with Marlin, he knew that Marlin was vengeful. Now that the casino had lost 10,000 dollars, Marlin wouldn’t let Rick off easily.

The treasure hunters were cheated close—to but less than—10,000 dollars. He only needed to win 10,000 dollars and gave the extra winnings to the treasure hunters to let them lose the money back to the casino.

He had two motives for doing so. First, he wanted to show goodwill to Marlin to let him understand that he was not there to win money but to seek revenge on Rick. Second, he wanted to let the treasure hunters understand a simple fact: Never ever go to casinos.

Just before they parted ways with one another, Li Du remarked, "The day after tomorrow might be cloudy? The weather won’t be so scorching hot. We’ll have a birthday party for Big Fox. Everyone must remember to come and we’ll be inviting Frank and York."

"What?" The group of treasure hunters was taken aback. "Big Li, did we mishear you?"

"No," Li Du replied, "you heard correctly. We’ll be inviting Frank and York."

"But why?" asked Olly resentfully. "You want to invite them over and then we’ll beat them up together?"

"Of course not," laughed Li Du. "Just remember my advice: change our att.i.tude and treat them politely. Otherwise, if they get intimidated and run back to California, we can’t avenge ourselves."

The group of them agreed with Li and nodded their heads. "Big Li, you’re right."

The subsequent actions of Marlin were within Li Du’s expectations.

When he left the lounge, the dark-skinned muscular guy, Black Leopard, entered and asked, "Boss, thrash him?"

Marlin considered it for a moment before shaking his head. "No, don’t touch him."

Another muscular man, Dutas, urged, "Black Leopard, don’t use violence all the time. We need to be careful with this young man. Boss, we suggest we do a background check on him."

"Hmm, I agree we should check his background," said Marlin. "But do we have our people in China? That country’s not easy to get in."

Dutas took a deep breath and said, "No, it’s not to investigate his situation in China, but Mexico. He had a Mexican Cartel member working for him.

"Are you sure?" Marlin asked, stunned.

"The eagle and the red dahlia," explained Dutas, "that’s what the top fighters of the Mexican Cartel tattoo on their body. People don’t dare just tattoo that on themselves for fun."

Marlin gave it another thought and came to a decision. "Tell everyone to stay away from this lad. Especially Harris—tell him to wise up! As for Dog Ears, teach him a lesson!"

The Native Americans were fast to execute Marlin’s orders. Black Leopard gathered a few men and they piled into a Toyota business car.

While in the car, Black Leopard gave Harris a call and asked, "Where’s Joffrey Rick?"

Harris replied, "We’ll talk later, I have a girl who’s dead drunk here, let me have some fun."

"F*ck you Harris! I’m acting under Boss’s orders. Where’s Joffrey Rick? He’s caused us some trouble!"

When Harris heard that, something inside his pants went soft. He asked, "D*mmit, Rick caused trouble again? Why is he always causing trouble? What happened?"

"He infuriated the Chinaman with terrifying gambling skills. That guy came to the casino and won back the amount of money that had been scammed by Rick. Boss wants us to teach him a lesson."

Harris was enraged. "That Chinaman is too arrogant. Why didn’t he show that Chinaman what he’s made of? Let him know—"

"Shut up! That Chinaman may have some backing, and Boss wants him to work in the casino. Tell me Rick’s address!"

"Where are you now?" asked Harris. "I’ll rush over immediately. We’ll go together."

"Didn’t you want to have some fun with a girl?"

"D*mmit, she can go to h.e.l.l!"

Indirectly, Li Du had saved a woman from the hands of a devil. It was a pity no one knew his chivalrous deed.

Harris rushed over to meet up with Black Leopard. "Do ask what happened first before you beat him up. Buddy, you gotta be calm!"

"What the f*ck!" spat Black Leopard. "I’ll only execute what Boss has ordered me to do!" He completely ignored what Harris said.

At this time, Rick was having a meal with Frank and York in a restaurant.

The table had a pile of empty gla.s.s bottles and the three of them were drinking merrily. Rick took a gulp of the beer and said, "Well done my friends, we’ve finally taught that Chinese son of a b*tch a lesson!"

"Hmph, we’ve only dealt with those idiots following behind that *sshole," said Frank. "We haven’t touched him yet."

"In a way, we did teach him a lesson," laughed a smug-looking Rick. "See who else still wants to follow him around. Once he’s alone, he’ll be easier to deal with."

York, however, could not stop feeling anxious. "But what we did today needs to be handled with caution. Pals, if everyone knows that we colluded with the storage company to scam our fellow treasure hunters, we’ll be in deep sh*t."

Frank was unconcerned and said, "Just push everything on that d*mned country b.u.mpkin. What’s his name again? What Pratt?"

"Kellan Pratt, from Pratt’s Storage Company," replied York. "We can only handle it this way, and be fast about it."

"We’ll settle this tomorrow," said Rick. "In any case, we’ve won this round. How is it, pals? Do you feel good now that we got back at them?"

Frank laughed heartily. "No, this is still not enough. We need to give him an unforgettable lesson for life. That f*cking Chinaman... I hate that Chinaman!"

"No matter if we have vented our anger or not, we’ve pulled off the tactical effect, "York said enthusiastically. "When we left the place, they didn’t have the courage to stop us. Obviously they’re afraid of us."

The other two cackled merrily at York’s words.

As they were chatting excitedly, two cars stopped outside the restaurant. Harris got out and shouted, "Joffrey, look what you’ve done! Come over and explain to me—!" He hadn’t even finished his words when Black Leopard gestured for a go-ahead to his men.

Rick gaped at them in shock. "Hey pals, what’s going on?"

"You *sshole, go and ask G.o.d!" Black Leopard dashed forward and gave Rick a flying kick!

"Ahhh!" A desperate scream was heard!

Harris cussed in frustration. "This impulsive idiot! Oh well—now we have another period of time where Rick will be unable to work!"