America's Big Hero

The car Saul drove to pick Sean up was a pickup truck. In Columbia, this car was better than any Rolls-Royce or Bentley.

Not to mention the toughness of this thing, you can put a machine gun on the roof rack at any time if you encounter danger.

Just highlight a safety!

As soon as he entered the city, Sean deliberately let the car go around the city. Through the window, all he could see were low-rise houses, and the streets were full of potholes and stagnant water.

Pedestrians on the side of the road were wearing shorts and T-shirts. The clothes looked somewhat dirty, but in fact they were faded or dyed after washing.

Most of the pedestrians don't wear shoes, just walk on the ground with bare feet.

Feet are dirtier than shoes.

Looking at it, Xiao En frowned slightly. What the hell, I didn't see a fat man along the way...

This is indeed a bit poor.

After walking around outside the city, they entered the city center. Sol and his party stayed at the Santa Teresa Hotel in Charleston, a well-known local five-star hotel.

Checking in the hotel, Sean was quite satisfied. The opposite is the blue Caribbean Sea, the scenery is indeed beautiful, and the hotel conditions are no worse than those in New York.

Very luxurious!

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside, Sean suddenly regretted letting Diane Lane follow John back to Los Angeles.

Now there are only beaches and no beauties.

Sorry!

However, this problem was quickly solved by Sol.

"This is Columbia." Sol squinted at Sean, looking like you were very ignorant, "Colombia is a place that produces beauties, but this is a tourist city. How could there be no beauties here?"

Early the next morning, Sean had to admit that Saul was right!

After a night of rest, Sean felt refreshed. He was not in a hurry to meet the mayor of Cartagena the next day. Gustavo had arrived a few days ago and had been waiting here for Sean.

On the balcony of the hotel room, Sean personally made a cup of coffee for Gustavo, "How are you doing these days?"

"It's not bad, but I should be asking you this question, I'm a South American." Gustavo said with a smile.

"I haven't forgotten, that's why I asked you, didn't I?" Sean said with a smile.

"Then what's the matter, let's talk about it now." Gustavo was called by Sean but didn't know anything.

Now, the Lord has finally come.

"You are familiar with the big drug buyers in Colombia, right?" Sean looked at the sea in the distance, and asked lightly.

Gustavo turned his head abruptly and looked at Sean in astonishment. He really didn't expect that Sean would ask such a sentence!

"Aren't you not going to touch this thing?"

Chapter 173: You are a fucking villain!

"Of course, I never touch drugs."

"Then why are you asking this?"

"I love studying!" Sean said solemnly.

Gustavo felt that his city was very deep, and he would never get angry because of anything. Nothing could make him lose his composure. Today, he knew that he was too arrogant.

"Fucking studies!" Gustavo had nothing to say.

"You are too uncivilized."

Taking a deep breath, Gustavo forced himself to change back into a smiling face, "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

"As a person, I like to help others the most." Sean said with a warm smile, "I came to Columbia to do three things."

"Safe, safe, or fucking safe!"

Peru is the world's largest producer of cocaine, with a coca planting area of ​​more than 8 hectares and an annual output of about 6 tons of coca. Bolivia's annual output of coca leaves is about 5 tons, ranking second in the world.

Colombia is the third cocaine producing area, with an annual output of about 1.2 tons of coca leaves, ranking third in the world.

Colombia is also the world's largest cannabis producer, with an annual output of 7500-9000 tons, ranking first in the world.At the same time, Colombia is also a coca leaf production base. The marijuana produced here and the cocaine extracted from coca leaves are mainly smuggled and trafficked to the United States.

Colombia sells 8000-9000 tons of marijuana and more than 50 tons of cocaine to the United States every year.

Gustavo frowned.

"I will set up a base here and build a branch of a security company."

"I will arrange a group of security personnel here for a long time. You know what kind of people I am."

"You're also well informed. You know that I've acquired a piece of land in Newark." Sean smiled and looked at Gustavo.

Gustavo raised his brows. He really heard about this. Although drug sellers can't get on the stage, Uncle Fried Chicken is different from ordinary drug sellers.

This guy is out of his mind.

Ever since Sean dominated New Jersey, this guy has been watching Sean's every move.

He'd known as soon as the ground was broken in Newark.

This guy has his own way of inquiring information. It has been several months, and this guy has a rough architectural plan of the land.

The area of ​​tens of acres is completely surrounded by buildings, with no doors or windows, and the security of the prison is not so strict.

Gustavo wouldn't believe it if he said it was a decent place.

Some time ago, this guy even received news that Sean had an underground boxing match over there, so he must have been there.

"I know, it's so tight that no bird can fly in, and you can see the Statue of Liberty from the top of the building. It's a pity not to use it to trade drugs." Gustavo said with a smile.

Sean pursed his lips and looked at Gustavo, silently giving a thumbs up.

This is called pattern!

"Let me give you a message in advance. I will make it a safe zone. The inspection of entry and exit will be stricter than that of the airport. Let alone a gun, you can't bring a knife in..." Sean told Gus about his idea. Tarver said it again.

This guy is a proper villain, and he is his guest.

As soon as Sean said it, this guy immediately thought of a lot. With this safe zone, drug dealing will be much more convenient in the future.

With the separation of money and goods, no one has to be afraid of the emergence of black people.

To be honest, black trading is not legally bound, so everyone really yearns for a 100% safe trading place.

"Then what do you mean here?" Gustavo looked at Sean with burning eyes.

"It won't be that big here, but it will be an underground bank."

"The bank?" Sean didn't mention the bank, and Gustavo didn't understand the meaning of it.

"Qianzhuang is an ancient version of bank, with a long history." Sean explained: "If you put your money in the bank, the bank will give you interest, but if you put your money in the bank, the bank will still charge you money. "

"My bank, no matter where your money comes from, or who you are, if you deposit money, you will have an account and password, and a receipt in duplicate. If you withdraw money by yourself, you will have the account password. That’s right, if it’s an outsider, you can withdraw the money with the receipt and the account password, but I will charge a 5% handling fee.”

When Sean said this, Gustavo immediately thought of various illegal transactions.

Drugs, smuggling, trade secrets, killers...etc.

These businesses will not have any problems until they encounter the problem of money. If there are no problems with money, then it is too safe.

This is different from the simple transaction method of separating money and goods. In the ordinary separation of money and goods, both parties will take away the money or goods after all, and there will be great risks.

Sean's underground bank is different. After the transaction is completed, there is no need to take the money directly, but to change the money directly and deposit it before leaving.

When to withdraw money is another matter, it is very safe.

As for being caught after leaving alone, the stub was taken away, and what should I do if I was forced to ask for my account number and password?

If something can happen to this f*ck, it has nothing to do with the bank, you f*cking trash!

If this underground bank is really successful, it will be a great boon to the villains all over the world!

All the bad guys in the world will thank Sean!

"You are such a fucking villain!" Gustavo took a deep look at Sean, shook his head and sighed.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Sean raised his hands and cupped his fists, and said with a look of relief: "I am also thinking about everyone. The phenomenon of gangsters eating gangsters has shown signs of human-to-human transmission. In order to reduce unnecessary deaths and injuries, for world peace, for the sake of Love and justice, that's all I can do."

Gustavo pursed his lips for a long time before laughing, "For love and justice?!"

"Yes, for love and justice, cheers!" Sean picked up the coffee and gestured.

"Well, for love and justice, cheers!" Gustavo reluctantly picked up the coffee cup.

"So, what do I need to do?" Gustavo asked, putting down the coffee cup.

"I know that your original purchase channel is in Mexico, but heroin is now outdated. According to the report of the International Anti-drug Organization, the proportion of heroin in global drug sales has begun to decline. According to the current trend, the future After more than ten years, this thing will be completely ruined, after all, that thing is too harmful to the human body, people are dead, how can we spend money to buy goods?"

"It's not a long-term solution. In the future, cocaine will definitely replace it as the No. [-] drug. You should also consider changing it." As he said, Sean suddenly smiled, "Besides, that thing belongs to Eladio. And cocaine could be you Gustavo."

Gustavo naturally understood what Sean meant, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "Eladio is not that easy to deal with."

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Chapter 174: How to Get the Mayor of Cartagena

"Gustavo, you know me!" Sean said with a straight face: "I am a person who hates drugs!"

The corner of Gustavo's mouth twitched, it was so uncomfortable to say a word in his heart.

"How many families have been ruined by the poison, and how much crime and pain the poison has brought to this world!"

"I am sworn to death with poison!"

"If a drug dealer like Eladio is discovered by me, I will firmly destroy him on behalf of love and justice!"

Gustavo looked away from Sean's face, looked at the vast sea in front of him, and let out a long breath, "I will solve the matter of Eladio myself, you want me to bring people here to trade, Promote your underground bank?"

Sean snapped his fingers, talking to smart people is easy.

"I can handle this matter, tell me when you are ready, and I will help you contact people." Gustavo stood up as he said, "Of course, the premise is that you have to show enough deterrence , I don’t want any surprises during the transaction.”

"You will see!" Sean shook Gustavo's hand confidently.

Sean has planned to set up an underground bank overseas for a long time, not just for the sake of cleaning up the 4500 million US dollars.

Sean wants to create a platform corresponding to Newark.

A platform specially set up for underground business.

Making money is one aspect, but more importantly, when the platform becomes bigger and stronger, Sean can use this platform to control these overseas underground forces to a certain extent.

What is power?

What is influence?

It's not just about money.

When Sean can use the platform to influence the underground forces in South America, this is power and influence.

Sean himself is not going to engage in any evil forces himself, but he can definitely influence them through legal platforms.

It's like I don't make fakes, but I can let others sell fakes through the platform...

After sending Gustavo away, Sean packed up and prepared to meet the mayor of Cartagena, Butler Mitchell.

"This guy is quite greedy." In the car, Sol talked about his feelings during this period, "The problem of selling land is not a big problem. Colombia has never been short of land. The place I picked is right next to a poor area, and the land price is not expensive. .”

"Then where is the most critical difference now?" Sean asked directly.

"It's still about the money." Saul organized his language and said: "The land price has almost been set, but the problem is that Butler Mitchell means 2% of the bill, the government takes [-]%, and the rest is His, I disagree."

"What's wrong with that?" Sean asked with a frown.

"Of course there is a problem, a big problem!" Saul said with a serious face: "You know, the regime in South America has always been very unstable. Take Cuba as an example. Before, Cuba was the back garden of the United States. , A large number of Americans traveled to Cuba, and many of them invested in Cuba and had business in Cuba, but Fidel Castro overthrew the Batista regime in one fell swoop, and then nationalized a large number of enterprises.”

"In October 1974, the Colombian government announced the cancellation of foreign companies' oil concession rights. In 10, Colombia issued a decree stipulating the nationalization of foreign banks and credit institutions."

"Whether it is Cuba or Colombia, 70% of these enterprises are owned by Americans. Now, all of them are gone, and the losses are in a mess."

"No one can guarantee that the current government in Colombia will last forever. Things like military coups are simply normal in South America."

"Whether the land price is in line with the market value, everyone can see clearly. If the government only takes 2%, then..." Saul shook his head and said: "Once there is a coup, the next government can use profit transfer and illegal transactions as an excuse Take the land back."

So, will there be a coup in Colombia?

The answer is of course yes!