CHAPTER 363: CHAPTER 349 UNEXPECTED VISITORS_2

He could only treat the coffee shop’s bar as his own territory and reject anyone who came too close.

In his eyes, Shasili, who could only move one hand for the time being, was ten times better than those slovenly ghosts.

When Mrs. Cha stepped into the coffee shop and couldn’t help but pick up the broom, Mr. Poincaré offered her what she saw as a ’sky-high’ generous salary.

Ten thousand Thai Baht a month, the job was to keep the coffee shop and the rooms upstairs clean and tidy every day, and if she could cook, she could get an additional five thousand Thai Baht.

This salary was three times that of her husband Chakdi!

Chakdi didn’t know what was going on either; within just two days, his family had suddenly stepped into the middle class.

They had a house, a boat, both spouses had stable jobs, and he could take on some private jobs to supplement the family income during his free time.

Although his wife’s salary was higher than his, which caused Chakdi some grumbling, seeing her happy smile, as well as the two children hopping around joyfully, knowing they could often come to play...

He thought it was rather nice.

Mountain Eagle didn’t mind Mr. Poincaré’s decisions at all; on the contrary, he was happy for the family.

Seeing Chakdi walk around the coffee shop and then sit somewhat awkwardly, not daring to move, Mountain Eagle chuckled and distributed some bottles of ice-cold beer, passing one to him...

"Just treat this place like your own home; your nervousness makes others feel uncomfortable, like you’re someone who needs to be looked after."

Chakdi took the beer a bit stiffly, clinked bottles with Mountain Eagle, and took a small sip.

After drinking, Chakdi, a little out of his element, wiped his mouth and said, "I’m sorry, I don’t know what I should be doing, I’ve never been a guest in someone else’s home."

After hearing this, Mountain Eagle, a bit curious, asked, "What have you been doing all these years?"

Chakdi fell silent for a few seconds, glanced at his wife busy working, and his two children chasing around with two chubby dogs, and then said thoughtfully, "I just got by... watching over them."

Mountain Eagle frowned and asked, "Isn’t it tough?"

Chakdi paused, then said, "Tough?

Except for the time when I was injured, I really didn’t feel it was that hard at other times.

Being able to eat well, dress warmly, not having to deal with cold winters, getting medical care for free, and being able to earn quite a bit of money...

I don’t think there’s anything tough about it."

Mountain Eagle, impressed, gave a thumbs-up and laughed, "My mistake, everyone experiences different things, so naturally, they have different views, and that makes my sympathy seem a bit laughable.

But sympathy aside, I definitely can’t give you more salary..."

Upon hearing this, Chakdi replied indifferently, "I know what that speedboat does every day...

Escorting tour boats back and forth, staying at crucial positions ready to rescue boats and speedboats that run into trouble.

This work is too easy; I just need to bring a Fishing Pole and harpoon to catch some seafood to help the family.

On weekends, I can drive my own boat to take people out to sea, that’s enough, really enough!

I could never have dreamed of having today in my wildest dreams!"

Seeing Chakdi’s attitude, Mountain Eagle nodded with a smile, "It’s best that you can think this way; I’ve always been slightly worried that someone as capable as you would want more."

Chakdi shook his head decisively, saying, "I don’t need it, my greatest skills are fishing and boating. I can earn enough money to support my family with these skills, I won’t consider doing anything else."

As he spoke, Chakdi touched his waist, and said with a bitter smile, "Even if I wanted to, my waist wouldn’t allow me to mess around.

I’ve always felt that this was God’s revelation to me; He took away what I was best at and compensated me with a family.

That’s very fair!"

Mountain Eagle, hearing this, exclaimed in admiration, "I’ve rarely seen someone who can take things so easily..."

But I still have to ask, to what extent can your waist support you?

As you saw today, occasionally as a volunteer Tourism Police, there are some law enforcement tasks.

I need to know the limit of your abilities, so that I won’t make any mistakes when assigning tasks.

Mountain Eagle said with his hands spread, looking at Chakdi: "To put it bluntly, I just want to know how much of the skills you learned in the 11th Legion have you retained?

Aside from the waist injury, how much capability do you still have?

Don’t get me wrong, I’m just purely curious. Since you have a severe waist injury, why would you still choose to be a fisherman? That’s quite physically demanding."

Chakdi nodded slightly and replied, "The doctor said my spine couldn’t handle too much stress, so I never fish with nets like the other fishermen, because I can’t pull them.

What I can do is fish with a Fishing Pole, use traps, and spearfishing.

This was taught to me by a skilled fisherman in the village; he said that the old fishermen relied on these skills to make a living.

And I can do just that!"

Chakdi, seeing Mountain Eagle still somewhat curious, said, "Boss, you’re wondering how I killed those 25 Snakeheads’ accomplices, aren’t you?"

Mountain Eagle shrugged and replied, "I can’t help but be curious. I’ve seen many from the special forces, but being able to kill 25 people in a narrow jungle...

You didn’t even have a gun, that’s pretty impressive!"

Chakdi seemed not to understand what Mountain Eagle meant, frowning he said, "As long as you recon and set the traps in advance, what does it matter how many people the other side has?

A bunch of people without any military training stepping into a pre-set jungle, they simply won’t survive.

Camouflage, ambush, setting traps, surprise attacks, hand-to-hand combat, these should be compulsory courses for the special forces, and as long as you’re well-prepared in advance, it doesn’t require much effort..."

Mountain Eagle was choked by Chakdi’s ’honesty.’ This guy’s ’not requiring much effort,’ if exchanged with the previous 191st squad, even if they used all their strength, they might not have been able to hold all the Snakeheads.

This guy was strong, it’s a pity that life ground down his sharp edges; otherwise, even if his waist was no good, his capabilities would still overwhelmingly overpower ordinary people.

Today Chakdi took down two strong men, which ignited a spark of curiosity in Mountain Eagle, but now it had completely extinguished.

But he was even more sure that he hadn’t chosen the wrong person, a silent and steady fisherman, who could fill the office staff shortage and provide limited combat support...

That was enough!

While Mountain Eagle was chatting with Chakdi, a small helicopter, carrying the afterglow of the sunset, flew towards Sunset Mountain from over the sea...

After circling the mountaintop twice, the helicopter slowly landed in the clearing on the mountain peak.

Mountain Eagle, frowning, returned to his house front, watching Eddie jump down from the co-pilot seat of the helicopter, and then helped a wounded guy out of the cabin...

He bent forward, lending a hand while supporting the injured guy, and called out loudly, "What happened?"

Eddie waved his hand, signaling the helicopter pilot to leave first...

After the helicopter left, Eddie, with a rather grim expression, said, "We received intelligence that someone wanted to make a move on Anna, but by the time we got there, it turned out to be a trap..."

With that, Eddie pushed open the door of Mountain Eagle’s house, helped the injured guy onto the sofa, and then introduced him to Mountain Eagle, "Let me introduce you, this is ’Camel,’ the second-best shooter of Arctic Fox."

Camel was a middle-aged white male in his fifties. Seeing his baseball cap branded with the NFL’s Dallas Cowboys logo, one could tell the guy was American.

Camel, sitting on the sofa, grinned at Mountain Eagle and said, "Hello, I’m Camel...

Blood Fox has mentioned you to me!"

Mountain Eagle, looking at the bloody bandage wrapped around Camel’s arm, frowned and said, "Why not go to the hospital?"

Eddie shook his head and replied, "There’s no time. Those people’s actions have been thwarted, and their next move is to come after you.

We need to give you a warning; Anna’s safety is secure, but you are not!"