"Haha." Ochoa smiled and said, "When it comes to arms dealers, Evans is not considered at all. At most, he is only a child who delivers newspapers to every household early in the morning. One of the three bosses of Helmet, Alan Heisman, is the real arms dealer and the real boss. That guy is not just a gun, but also a plane or cannon. In many ways, he is a government agent. If they are not convenient for them to come forward, they will do it by Alan Heisman or someone like him."

"So that's the case." Pi Te nodded and said, "Then his business should be good recently. Since we are all so busy, there must be a place to start a war."

"Who knows?" Ochoa made a move and said, "Anyway, the money he earned won't be distributed to us."

Ochoa's words made Pete smile and said, "You always make me feel that you are short of money."

"It's not like it seems, but it's really lacking." Ochoa smiled bitterly and said, "I want to retire early. To be precise, it's a change of job, but I have to make enough money before that. After all, I'm a big family, not only a large group of children, but also two underage brothers and sisters, as well as my wife's brothers and sisters, but they all look forward to me."

Pi Te nodded and looked very understanding, saying, "You are really a big family. How much is it? Are you still far from your goal?"

Ochoa shrugged and said, "It's almost done. Although I'll work for a while, it's almost done. I'll move when the time comes. I don't like the Northeast, it's too cold here. It's better for California, there are many people from Mexico or around me. Maybe I'll meet two people I knew before." After that, he looked at Pete and said, "What about you? What are you planning? Do you keep working?"

"I don't know." Pete said in a daze: "I don't plan my life as meticulously as you. Maybe I will work for a few years."

"How many years?" Ochoa said with a look of surprise: "How many years are you going to continue working? I mean, how many years are you working with at this intensity now?"

"Yes. What's wrong?" Peter looked at Ochoa in confusion and asked.

Ochoa shook his head and said, "I think it's different now than before. Before you come, our mission is mostly that kind of security work. I mean those real security or escorts, and there will be no real conflict. Although many situations will be planned in advance, you may have heard of the task in Nigeria that we have not encountered any large-scale battles at other times. At most, there are ordinary armed personnel, and most of them are the kind of guys who don't dare to really attack us, just pretending. But now, how long has it been? Because of the continuous battle, we don't even have enough manpower. This is not a good sign, really. I always have a premonition that our lives will be very difficult in the future. What we have to do may become more and more dangerous."

Pete curled his lips and said, "I don't know what happened before. But I haven't figured out where to do what in the future. So I can only do it first. I hope I'll be lucky and get out of here."

"I hope so." Ochoa picked up the cup and touched Pete's cup, saying, "I wish we all escape unscathed."

"Go home safely." Pete picked up the cup and touched Ochoa, then poured all the wine in the cup.

The two of them talked about something else in a mess, but it was not very late. They left the bar at about 10 o'clock. When they just walked out of the door, a motorcycle drove over from the road. From the movements of the car, you can tell that this was a Harley.

The motorcycle quickly left the road and came directly to the bar door. After stopping the car, a man got off the motorcycle. The man was very strange, because generally speaking, those who rode this kind of motorcycle should look like they were wearing jackets and jeans and beards. But this person was not. After the car parked in the street parking space, he took off his helmet. With the light, he could see that the man was about forty years old and was wearing a formal outfit. That is, a black suit, with a white shirt and a tie, and his face was very clean, so he couldn't even see his beard.

After taking off his helmet, the man tidied his hair in the rearview mirror. This behavior made Pete, who had stopped and looked over because of curiosity, recognize the man.

In fact, Pitt really knew this man, and the two had never met each other. But before Pete came to Helmet, he knew this man, and the basic information of the man was included in the lessons he had done in advance. This man was Alan Heasman, one of Helmet's three bosses, who was in the arms business.

Pete looked at the man and turned his head to look at Ochoa without saying it clearly, but said, "This is the first time I have seen someone riding a motorcycle in a suit. Is this the legendary suit thug?"

Ochoa also recognized Alan Heisman. He had seen him in Helmet and had seen him more than once. So he quickly pulled Pete over and continued walking forward and said, "Don't talk nonsense, that's Alan Heisman, one of the bosses of Helmet, who sells arms.

Pete continued to pretend to be unknown and said, "Is that so handsome? What did he do here in such a dress? Have a drink?"

"What if he doesn't matter? This is a big man. Maybe he might meet any important person." Ochoa said as he continued to pull Pete to the side of the road. Pete watched Mr. Heasman, one of his bosses, walk into the bar.

Ochoa came to the roadside, looked around and said, "Take a taxi home. What about you? You won't continue to bike, right? Do you want to take a taxi together?"

"No need. The bike is pretty good, that's my means of transportation." Pete said.

"Can you do it? If you drink too much, it is just a bicycle, but it is also unsafe. For people like you and me, it is best to avoid all the possibility of a gutter capsized." Ochoa smiled.

"Haha. I'll be careful." Pete said as he looked at a taxi coming over the way. He reached out to signal the taxi and said, "Actually, we don't drink much. No problem."

"What are your plans for the holiday?" Ochoa asked as he looked at the taxi leaning towards them.

"Prepare to go on vacation," said Pitt: "The specific place has not been decided yet. It is just a relaxing time, so there is no specific plan.

"It's pretty good." Ochoa said and drove the car door: "Good luck. See you when you come back from vacation."
Chapter completed!