Chapter 715: Chapter 319 Silver Island_2
“Your family doesn’t welcome you, have you never thought about going to Palm Valley to find your distant cousin? She’d definitely welcome you!” Allen Zhang teased.
“How could that be! She indeed has been inviting me over to her place, but I’ve never agreed.” Old Jack’s face flushed red as he stubbornly retorted, “Don’t think I don’t know what she’s up to, she’s just after my body! I’m not that kind of man.”
“If you’re unable, just say it. What’s with the excuses?” Allen Zhang mocked him mercilessly.
“What are you looking for me for? Just to make fun of me? And then inviting me for a drink, you definitely have other motives! Even though you’re my boss, we’re just partners, and right now there’s no mission to undertake, so I’ve got no obligation to follow your orders.” Old Jack grumbled, “Unless you pay up!”
No choice there, after all sometimes the General Sect Leader gives so much it’s impossible to refuse.
“I’ve got no money to give you, nor do I have any special tasks for you, but I do have a money-making opportunity that I could bring you in on. Have you heard of Silver Island? I plan to take some people over there this afternoon to check out the scenery, since it’s said to be filled with endless silver, and whoever finds it, keeps it.” Allen Zhang said.
“Silver Island? A tourist island? Aren’t the Spanish silver coins there fake?”
Old Jack was suspicious, “I’ve heard of that place; it seems to be controlled by the Colombian armed militants. As long as you pay an entry fee, you can join the treasure hunt, but in reality it’s just because they can’t find those silver coin treasures themselves, so they pretend there’s silver coins to lure people over to treasure hunt. Even if you really find the Spanish silver coins, they’ll buy them back at a reduced price – there’s no way this would make you truly rich. The high entry fee is the real deal!”
“If you really do find a treasure spot with a large stash of Spanish silver coins there, they’ll kick you out the very first chance they get!”
“Besides, after so many years, it’s not even certain there are any silver coins left on that island. Unless you buy the island, blow up the mountains, and dismantle the place.” Old Jack snorted.
Good idea!
The treasure location seen in the intelligence reports by the General Sect Leader does seem to correspond with mountainous terrain, quite a few silver coins are hidden deep within the sand and reef dirt.
However, leasing the island for development rights seems more civilized than outright robbery; after all, the General Sect Leader is not some barbaric Spanish pirate.
“Why did you suddenly think of going there? Just for tourism?” Old Jack asked again.
“I bought a private island from a friend, where I got a treasure map, which includes intelligence on Silver Island. I am preparing to take some people over to survey the situation, and if the news is true, I plan on securing the development rights for the island.” Allen Zhang answered with a smile.
“That’s going to cost you a fortune! The island is officially under the jurisdiction of the Colombian government, but it’s really an asset of the Gewu Guerrilla, and they’re not so easy to negotiate with.” Old Jack pondered for a moment, “If they find out your purpose isn’t just to travel and relax on the island, that you’ve really found treasure, they certainly won’t opt to sell the island at a low price.”
“Gewu Guerrilla? Do they have several warships? Fighter jets? How much money do they have? How many people? How much American equipment? How many billionaires do they know?”
Allen Zhang said nonchalantly, “I’m talking cooperation with the Colombian government, what does it have to do with them? They’re the ones illegally occupying the island, to put it bluntly, they’re nothing but anti-government terrorists, right? We have ways to deal with such terrorists!”
The General Sect Leader doesn’t even need to step in, those little Gewu Guerrillas will be crushed to death with money.
The last time drug traffickers and Guerrilla militants known as the Medellin Group were bombed flat by fifty F16s. Now the grass over their graves is already three meters tall.
If it wasn’t for the double-dealing CIA and the investors behind the scenes, the opposition could have met God even earlier.
These Guerrillas couldn’t possibly be stronger than the Medellin drug cartel; otherwise, they wouldn’t be abiding by the law and operating tourist attractions, they’d brazenly be dealing drugs.
Seeing that the General Sect Leader had made up his mind, Old Jack had nothing much to say but just asked, “When do you plan on going for tourism?”
“We could get people ready for the private jet right now. Set off now, and we’ll be there in a few hours.” Allen Zhang smiled and sent a message to Bailey to bring over his Cirrus SF50.
He then patted Old Jack on the shoulder, “We’re just going there for a spot check, to enjoy the scene, so don’t look so down. Cheer up a bit.”
Old Jack managed to squeeze out a smile that was very much like harboring deep vengeance.
With his inherently gloomy look and hooked nose, combined with a forced smile, he looked even more unsettling.
“You better not smile, even a three-year-old would be scared to tears.” Allen Zhang waved his hand dismissively.
“You’re the one who told me to smile!” Old Jack grumbled irritably.
They waited in the bar a while longer, and twenty minutes later, Bailey sent a message to the General Sect Leader, informing him that he had brought the plane to the airport apron.
Allen Zhang glanced at the message and told him to wait there a little longer, finished his drink, tucked away his phone, and called for Old Jack to leave.