America's Big Hero

In the conference room of the hotel, the door was pushed open, one by one walked in, the bosses found a direction to sit down, and a few boys in suits stood behind.

They are clearly divided into six factions, no one speaks, the meeting room is quiet, and the atmosphere seems very depressing.

After more than ten minutes passed, the second leader of the Juarez gang coughed lightly, "Everyone is not here to kill time, I prefer to waste this time on women."

"Woman, ha." Tijuana's third-in-command sneered, "Using your hands?"

"It's also possible to use your mouth!" There was a burst of laughter in the conference room, and the room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

The second in command of Juárez turned dark and furious. He is a well-known lecherous ghost in the circle, but it is rumored that he can't be hard anymore. Even if he takes medicine, he has to squeeze in a little bit.

People are always like this, the more they want something, the more they pursue it!

This guy has to change women every day, using all kinds of equipment, all kinds of means, every woman is tortured by him, but those who survive will be given a lot of money, as for those who accidentally overplay and die, then They can only be considered unlucky.

The reputation in the circle is very bad.

Although I smoke, drink, break the law, commit crimes, kill people, and take drugs, I am still a man, and I still despise this kind of hard-nosed person!

"You fucking seek death!"

"Ha, yes, I'm looking for death, come on, you bitch!"

"He scolded you. If you don't kill him, I will look down on you!" Someone started booing, and the meeting room was in chaos.

One person poured the coffee in the cup on the ground, took the cup and knocked on the conference table vigorously, making a bang sound, which attracted everyone's attention.

"Okay! Everyone, I didn't come here to listen to your quarrels. If you want, you can go back and have a fight, if you can survive after a while!"

"With the fucking energy, why don't you think about how to deal with the umbrella people, you are on the border of the United States, the umbrella has the highest probability of hitting you, and you are fucking thinking about arguing here, Falk!"

The meeting room fell silent, and after a few seconds, the people from Juarez cursed angrily: "Damn Carlos, an incompetent waste, please foreign aid, this is fucking discrediting Mexico!"

One sentence speaks to everyone's heart, and everyone is full of indignation at the government's practice of uniting outsiders!

One by one immediately began to scold the government.

Family ugliness should not be exposed, do you understand!

How family members fight is their own business, and if you invite foreign aid, that is traitorous!

In particular, this kind of combat power is extremely powerful, and it can harden the foreign aid of the government forces of various countries!

Do Americans care if they kill Mexican police?

Do Americans care if they start riots in the city?

Obviously not!

Gan!

It turns out that the means to deal with the government army are no longer available, head-to-head, this is not what they are good at!

After cursing fiercely for a while, and venting the fear in my heart, someone suggested: "Can you mobilize everyone's relationship and let the presidential palace withdraw this agreement, at worst, let's make a little concession."

"That is, if the government is afraid that it will not be able to explain to the public, at worst, we will hand over some people from each family."

"Yes, if you want people to hand over people, if you want goods for goods, if you want weapons for weapons, make sure the government is decent, and you have an account for the people!"

"It's hard. According to the information I got, this time it was requested by the US side."

"The shitty Mexican government, why should they be afraid of the Americans, they really dare to fight over!"

A group of people began to curse again.

After venting for a while, I didn't discuss why.

"Can I contact Sean?" Suddenly someone said something, and the meeting room fell silent for a long time.

"That's the way it is. Let's mobilize our relationships for public relations, even if we let this so-called anti-drug operation end."

"Okay!" Everyone responded one after another, got up and walked out.

As for contacting Sean, no one mentioned it anymore.

……

After leaving the hotel, people from the six major gangs returned to their lair one after another. On the way...

"Contact Yuri immediately, I hope he can help, money is not a problem."

"Contact Gustavo and say I want to meet him in Colombia."

"Let our people in the United States find a way to contact the Jonas family."

Snakes have their way, and rats have their way. This group of Mexican gangsters can stand for so many years without falling, naturally they have a foundation.

There have always been rumors that Sean has connections with the Mafia and international criminal organizations, but very few people know the truth, and they are all legends.

But these drug gangs in Mexico know one thing. Sean took a protective umbrella to Colombia to kill Pablo two years ago.

Originally, after Pablo's death, the Colombian drug market would definitely fall into chaos. This is a rule, but unexpectedly, as soon as Pablo died, two pan-drug groups immediately took over Pablo's position, and the Colombian drug market Divided into two, well organized.

Not only that, but there was little conflict between the two drug gangs.

This is fucking abnormal!

No one knows the Pan-Drug Group better than the Pan-Drug Group. Just look at the relationship between the six major gangs in Mexico. Therefore, everyone thinks that Sean must have eaten the profits in this industrial chain, and it is a very high-end one. kind.

Mexico is a transit point for drugs to enter the United States, and Colombia is a distribution center for drugs. The exchanges between the two sides are extremely frequent, and we know a lot of news.

In addition, there are rumors that Sean led people to kill Pablo, even using ballistic missiles, because Pablo killed Sean's brother, Jeff, the leader of Colombia's largest gangster!

Therefore, several major groups are trying to find a way to contact Sean through their own contacts.

At this point in the matter, the beating is definitely a beating, but as long as the beating is not oneself, it may not be a good thing, is it!

The umbrella will not be permanent, just look at Columbia...

……

Just when the six major drug criminal organizations were trying to contact Sean, a reorganized mechanized infantry division and an air force brigade were assembled in Phoenix, Arizona, USA.

The news was announced openly, and when the news reached Mexico, people from the four major groups of Culiacan, Guadalajara, Matamoros, and Sonora breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Juarez and Tijuana are scared to pee!

Phoenix is ​​in the middle of Tijuana and Juarez, almost the same distance from the two cities, and the sword of Damolix has been raised.

Let's see who is more sincere!

By the way, since half a month ago, half of the residents of Tijuana and Juarez have run away. When the news came, more people started packing their bags

……

Chapter 566: Little expert in drug control

Umbrella announced to the outside world that it will cooperate with the Mexican side to start a war against drug criminal groups in Mexico in three days.

Some media at the scene asked why it was three days later?

The official answer is that the logistics need to be prepared to ensure the logistics supply to the frontline troops, including food, medical care, ammunition, accommodation, etc., which is very official and impeccable.

As for the real situation...

……

One of the largest nightclubs in Phoenix was fully booked.

The DJ was playing discs hard, and the dance floor was crowded with people, strong men and beautiful women, releasing the hormones in their bodies wantonly, and the whole hall was filled with the smell of lust.

Nearly 10000 people are stationed here, and Sean gave them a benefit with a big wave of his hand. In three days, the soldiers took turns to let the soldiers not relax here, drink all kinds of drinks, and play with all kinds of beauties...

Mr. Xiao pays the bill!

Even if no one spends only $500, that's a $500 million expense.

Upstairs, in the largest box, the door was pushed open, and Jonas walked in carelessly, picked up a bottle of red wine on the coffee table and drank a few mouthfuls. Gone!

"Sean." Jonas put down the wine bottle, wiped his mouth with his hand, and sat down beside Sean, "Fuck, I almost lost my phone these days!"

Sean smiled and said: "Hey, everyone is here, let's talk about it, let me see the sincerity of the Mexicans!"

Everyone looked at each other. Although they were all brothers, there was still a distinction in status. Jonas coughed lightly and said, "Let me talk first."

"Amado Carrillo Fuentes from Juarez first asked someone to help with the conversation, and then sent the No. 5 in Juarez to find me. He was more straightforward, and he said $10 million. , as long as I can convince you to change the target of the attack to the Tijuana Brothers, then the $[-] million is mine, cash or gold is fine, and if it’s drugs, he’s willing to give $[-] billion worth of it.” Said Then, Jonas clicked his tongue twice, "How fucking generous, this damned drug criminal is too rich!"

"No?" Sean asked with a smile.

"I also said that in the future, I can directly supply the goods to me, and I will be the distribution center for the entire east and west coasts of the United States, but I flatly refused. The Jonas family is not those damned criminal groups, we are the defenders of social order. , never touch drugs." Jonas said with a straight face what he believed, and at this moment a ray of light was missing on him.

Amado Carrillo Fuentes, number one in the Juárez cartel, nicknamed 'The King of the Sky', an aerial drug fleet of 22 private jets, pioneered the transfer of cocaine from Colombia, Drug routes to airports in major cities control 60% of the cocaine trade in the United States and Mexico, and $800 billion flows through his hands every year.

He was the first drug syndicate to buy his own bank for money laundering and has his own paramilitary unit made up in part of active-duty police officers and former agents of the same agency.

This is all information in Sean's hands.

Seeing that Sean digested the information, Jonas continued: "Then there is the number two of the Tijuanadi brothers, Luis Fernando, he found me through the Mexican gang in Los Angeles, and the price he offered was similar to that of Juarez. , 6 million, but the requirements are relatively simple, just don’t touch them.”

"If we are willing to target other groups, they are willing to provide a sponsorship, starting with [-] million US dollars!"

Ha, Xiao En smiled, "Didn't you say who you want us to kill?"

"Say, for Juarez or Sinaloa, start at 2 million!" Jonas grinned, showing his white teeth, "After the Tijuana brothers left, the Sinaloa people came, They asked for 5 million and wanted us to kill Juarez."

"Sinaloa?" Sean asked doubtfully.

"Oh, it's Culiacan." Jonas explained: "Sinaloa is a state in Mexico, Culiacan is the capital, and the entire state is controlled by drug gangs, but the main members are all resident in Culiacan Akan, people out there call them the Culiakan Group, but they prefer people call them the Sinaloa Group."

"A state, tsk tsk, the Mexican government is so fucking capable!" Sean snorted.

"What is the relationship between the three families? Why... are they so close to each other? Could it be that they are dear relatives and friends?" Sean's tone was full of ridicule, and a group of people immediately burst into laughter.

They've all heard the 'beloved friend' joke.

“The largest pan-drug syndicate in Mexico in the 80s was the Witches of Guadalajara, led by 'Chief of the Chiefs' Miguel Ángel Felix Gallardo, which was linked to the Mexican Federal Security Service. It was closely related, and was later targeted by the EDA for the assassination of Enrique Camarena, an agent of the US Drug Enforcement Administration, and then split. Sinaloa, Juarez, and Tijuana all developed after splitting from here Strong." Jonas explained: "So, what they really fucked up with Falk was the relationship between dear relatives and friends!"

"Pretty." Sean gave a thumbs up, "No wonder they love each other so much!"

"Where are the others?" Sean looked at Yuri and the others again.

"People from Sinaloa, Guadalajara, Matamoros, and Sonora have all contacted me, and the asking price is not as high as Jonas's. The three companies promised that as long as I persuade you not to beat them, they will give me an intermediary fee of 1 million U.S. dollars, and Sinaloa paid more, just like Jonas, 5 million."

"Damn it, Guadalajara, Matamoros, and Sonora think that the umbrella is stationed in Phoenix, and the target must be Juarez or Tijuana, so they feel safe?" Sean said with a look on his face. A little ugly cursed, "Did you look down on the umbrella!"

"The situation here is a little different," Gracie said out loud. "The brother of the No. 10 man in the Gulf Group went to Colombia to find Gustavo, and Gustavo found me again. I hope I will send you a message, and the Gulf Group hopes They're willing to pay a billion dollars for the Tijuana turf."

"What is the bay, isn't he among the six?" Sean asked doubtfully.

"Gulf is the oldest pan-drug group in Mexico, but its organizational form is different from other groups. It occupies a certain city as its base and spreads from point to area." Gracie explained: "They are relatively scattered, scattered in western, central, and southern parts of Mexico. Within the 14 small states, the comprehensive strength is actually very strong, but because of the scattered strength, the reputation is not as good as the six big states."

"Understood, they obviously want to learn how other groups operate." Sean answered, "Is there anything else?"

"Others are similar to Yuri's side. Several other groups have sent word through Gustavo and Juela of the Cali Group that they are willing to pay a sponsorship fee. We only ask that we do not affect innocent people in this sweeping operation." Can."

innocent?

After hearing this, Sean was noncommittal, and leaned back on the seat to think. He was thinking about how to maximize the benefits... Ah bah, how to fight drugs better!

How to better make your own contribution to the global anti-drug cause!

Outstanding Contribution!

Well, we still have to increase the size!

As soon as he thought of it, Sean made a phone call. A guided missile destroyer that was originally stationed in South America formed a fleet with 12 auxiliary ships including the landing ship and headed straight for the Strait of Panama!

Two days later, the fleet will arrive on the west coast of Colombia, where it can be used as a platform to attack drug criminals at any time. At the same time, several military transport planes have arrived in the southern Mexican city of Puebla, and 2 heavily armed soldiers have assembled outside the city.

This move immediately stimulated Guadalajara, Matamoros, and Sonora, and the three contacted Colombian suppliers Gustavo and Cali Group again.

Gustavo looked at the people with a sneer, and told them directly, "When you offered 1 million US dollars, I expected this day to come. It is a protective umbrella. Do you think they can be dismissed so easily?"

"Do you know how much it costs to buy a route from Colombia to this route every year?"

"The CIA wants money, the U.S. military bases abroad want money, the Panamanian government forces want money, and the Umbrella Corporation's Caribbean fleet also wants money!"

"One hundred million, how about sending homeless people?"

"Even if you hire a top killer, you can't hire a million dollars. Can a killer compare with a fleet? Tell me, how big is the combat power gap between the two? You are clearly looking down on people!"

"Don't think it's safe if you have someone in your hand to protect you. One kilometer away, you only need a person to lock your house with a laser guide, and the devil bird can mount the AGM-86. You all have private airports in Guatemala. You Do you think umbrellas can be used at private airports in Guatemala?"

"If I had the force of a protective umbrella, the laser-guided missiles would have fallen on your heads now, let you know what the gap is!"

He scolded his head and covered his face, making everyone from the three families scold him stupid, but he still didn't dare to answer back, let alone ask why he didn't say it before!