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Chapter 181 What? Five hundred million dollars?

After shaking hands with Mahon, Guzman made a "please" gesture, and Vanessa, Roy, and Mahon followed Guzman and sat down on the sofa.

Guzman snapped his fingers to his men, who winked at the maid behind them, and the maid came forward with an exquisite tray.

There was an exquisitely carved wooden box on the tray, and the maid carefully placed the exquisitely carved wooden box on the golden carved table in front of Guzman.

Guzman leaned forward and opened the carved wooden box. Five exquisite cigars came into view. He took out two and handed them to Roy and Mahone respectively, saying, "Top-quality Cuban goods, try them!"

Roy and Mahone each took the top-quality Cuban cigars handed over by Guzman, cut off the front part with a tobacco cutter, lit them, and took a deep puff.

[Currently smoking: Lung capacity +1]

Slowly exhaling smoke, Roy praised: "What Mr. Guzman has is indeed world-class."

Ma Hong coughed twice, took out an asthma spray from his pocket, and took two puffs: "Sorry, I can't enjoy cigars..."

Seeing Mahone coughing, Guzman said with a smile: "Mr. Benji has asthma, right? Then you'd better not smoke cigars."

Roy had heard of Guzman's name. In this era, the name of this drug lord was almost known to everyone in America.

Joaquin Guzman Loera, nicknamed "Shorty", is the leader of the Sinaloa Cartel, the largest drug cartel in Mexico, and is listed as the first of Forbes' "Top Ten Evil People in the World". His sphere of influence is extensive, involving the global drug trade, especially the transportation of drugs to the United States.

Guzman's fortune is rumored to be estimated at around $10 billion.

Not only does he control his own gang, he also has a private armed force that is comparable to the army. No one in the Mexican police dares to offend him.

Vanessa asked, "Mr. Guzman, I never expected what happened to Ovidi. He has already boarded the private plane you sent..."

Guzman raised his hand, motioning Vanessa to stop talking, and then said: "Ovidi's matter is not your fault, it's that kid who is asking for trouble. I once told him not to enter the United States. In fact, I have already been working on his case, and I have hired the top legal team in New York, and even prepared bail for him. He actually openly offered a reward on TV to rescue him. This idiot, fortunately I have more than one son..."

Roy: "..."

Ma Hong: “…”

Vanessa: “…”

Looking at Vanessa, Guzman continued, "I know you have done a lot for him. So, I won't let you lose money. The next batch of goods I send to France will be half price."

Vanessa smiled slightly:
"Then thank you, Mr. Guzman."

Guzman turned his attention to Roy and Mahone and asked, "Vanessa, you must have something else to do this time, right?"

Vanessa smiled and said, "Yes, I have a business deal I want to discuss with you. These two are from the British MI6..."

Hearing about MI6, Guzman looked at Vanessa with surprise. Guzman knew that Vanessa was an intelligence dealer. It was normal for her to know intelligence officers and spies. What surprised Guzman was that he was engaged in international trade, so why did Vanessa bring two MI6 agents with her? Was she doing business with MI?
"What business?" Guzman narrowed his eyes.

Vanessa turned her head and looked at Roy, meaning it was your turn.

Roy smiled and said, "Mr. Guzman, we want to rescue someone in Honggao Prison. Mexico is your territory and your influence here is very great, so we MI6 want to discuss business with you."

Guzman looked surprised: "Honggao Prison? Rescuing people there? Are you kidding? I lived in Honggao Prison for a while. No one can rescue people there."

Roy kept smiling: "No one can rescue people there, but I know you, Mr. Guzman, can. I said, this is a business, and we will pay you a huge amount of US dollars."

Guzman sneered: "How much is it?"

Roy made the number five with his hand.

Guzman sneered: "Five million? Do you think I'm short of this five million?"

Roy shook his head slightly.

Guzman showed disdain: "Fifty million? Who is so valuable?"

Roy laughed and said, "Five hundred million dollars!"

cough cough-

Guzman coughed out the cigarette that had been sucked into his trachea, and it took him several seconds to recover. The number Roy said really irritated his lungs.

Vanessa: “???”

Vanessa was shocked and looked at Roy with surprise. What she was thinking was, what? Five hundred million dollars... Why didn't you discuss this with me before? Besides, do you have five hundred million dollars?
Ma Hong: “…”

Ma Hong quickly took out his asthma spray and took at least 10 deep puffs.

Guzman, who had recovered, narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Ethan, did I hear you wrong? You said..."

Roy smiled and said, "That's five hundred million dollars."

hiss--

Guzman gasped.

Five hundred million dollars is half of his wealth.

Just to rescue one person?

Guzman was a little unconvinced...

Roy saw that Guzman didn't believe him, and then said, "I am the person brought by Vanessa. You should be very familiar with me. Vanessa can be the guarantor for the $500 million. As long as Mr. Guzman cooperates with us to rescue that person, the $500 million will be directly transferred to your confidential Swiss bank account."

puff-

The water that Vanessa had just drunk was sprayed out.

Vanessa: “!!!”

When Vanessa heard Roy say that he was the guarantor, her eyes widened and she looked at Roy with all kinds of incredible eyes.

Guzman turned and looked at Vanessa.

Seeing Guzman looking at her, Vanessa suppressed her shock and immediately turned her facial expression calm. She crossed her legs, showing her snow-white thighs, and smiled slightly: "Of course I can... guarantee..."

Damn it, Vanessa's heart was full of rage, she really wanted to strangle Roy right now, not to mention whether you have paid $500 million to Guzman, damn it, my entire fortune is not even $500 million, how dare you say that, Roy...

When Guzman heard that Vanessa agreed to provide the guarantee, his facial expression began to change. Vanessa was an old customer, and he was well aware of her influence in Europe, so it should not be difficult for him to come up with $500 million.

But who on earth is worth $500 million?
Guzman's brain almost short-circuited...

You know, you don't need so much money at all. Ten or twenty million dollars to smooth over the relationship is enough to rescue anyone.

With this doubt, Guzman asked tentatively: "Mr. Ethan, with so much money, why don't you go directly to the official people? I think it can be salvaged with 10 or 20 million. Why take the risk of rescue?" Roy smiled and explained: "It can't be done through any other channels. This involves confidentiality. It can only be rescued. That's why we found you through Vanessa."

With his eyes slightly narrowed, facing the temptation of 6 million US dollars, Guzman was indeed tempted. Since the other party was brought by Vanessa and was from MI, the person to be rescued must be of great importance. Guzman turned his head again to look at Vanessa.

Seeing Vanessa's calm expression, Guzman secretly swallowed his saliva in his heart. Rescuing a person from prison can get 500 million US dollars. This deal...

Although Vanessa had a blank expression on her face, she had already greeted Roy's parents and great-grandparents in her heart. Where the hell are you going to get five hundred million dollars?
After a long while, Guzman said, "Since this involves confidential information, I won't ask any more questions. I can save people, but you need to pay an advance."

Roy smiled calmly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Guzman, we won't pay you the money until we rescue the person we want. That's why we found a guarantor."

After saying this, Roy turned and looked at Vanessa.

"Uh..." Vanessa wanted to strangle Roy. "Mr. Guzman, don't worry about the money. I guarantee that there won't be any problem."

Roy continued, "Mr. Guzman, Mexico is your territory. You have people all over Mexico. Even if we rescue the person we want, we need to leave Mexico through you. I promise you, as long as the target is rescued safely, I will immediately arrange for someone to transfer the money."

Guzman fell into deep thought...

The temptation of five hundred million US dollars is too great. It seems impossible for others to rescue people in Honggao Prison, but we definitely have the ability to do so.

Vanessa has a perfect reputation and has never had any problems with money. Her position in international "freight" is unshakable. If you, Vanessa, don't pay the money, or if something happens, her people in Europe...

Guzman kept drumming his fingers on the armrest of the sofa.

The reception room fell into silence.

Roy kept looking at Guzman's expression with an expressionless face.

Vanessa looked at Roy's profile and wanted to tear him apart right there and then.

Ma Hong was wondering where he could get $500 million.

Five minutes later, Guzman said, "Deal, tell me your plan and what do you need me to do for you?"

Roy began to tell Guzman the plan...

The more Guzman listened, the wider his eyes widened, the more unnatural his facial expression became, and the weirder his expression became.

Although the plan is scary, it is worth it for the $500 million. As long as a portion of it is used and distributed to certain people afterwards, it should be able to solve the problem...

After discussing the plan, Guzman stood up first, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Roy and the other two again, then looked at his men and said, "Send them to the Paz Resort Hotel to rest."

"Yes!" The subordinate bowed slightly.

After Roy and others left by car, Guzman called his confidants.

He said to his confidant, "Go, send someone to keep a close eye on them, especially Vanessa. Send our most capable men to keep a close eye on them. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Boss!"

The trusted men left the manor.

Guzman called another confidant and whispered, "After the mission is accomplished, arrest Arnold Baker directly. Also, send someone to investigate this person's identity and background, and notify our people in Honggao Prison to keep a close eye on Arnold Baker. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Boss!"

Arnold Baker was the pseudonym used by Roy's rescue target Michael Scofield in Mexico. When he was caught by local police, the passport he used was under the name Arnold Baker.

Guzman has reached his current position, can he be without ulterior motives? Vanessa's reputation is good, but that is $500 million after all.

A back-up plan must be prepared. His plan is to wait for cooperation in rescuing the target, detain him immediately, and then force the other party to pay $500 million in exchange for him, or detain Vanessa on the spot. This way, there will be double insurance.

witty……

Guzman laughed at his own wit!
In the Mercedes, because of the presence of Guzman's driver, the three of them kept silent. Vanessa, who was sitting in the back seat with Roy, started to make some small moves and pinched Roy's palm hard with her hand.

Guzman booked three adjacent presidential suites for Vanessa and her group. After entering the room, the first thing they did was to look for eavesdropping devices.

Fortunately, after searching for a long time, they did not find anything unusual. It seemed that Guzman was concerned about Roy and Mahone's identity as MI6 agents and their friendship with Vanessa.

Even a fool can guess that the first thing an agent does when checking into a hotel is to look for monitoring equipment. If discovered, Guzman will be embarrassed when they meet again.

Mahone and Vanessa come to Roy's room together.

After the three met, they shook their heads at each other.

Roy sat on the sofa and said with a smile: "It seems that Guzman still trusts you."

Vanessa's mouth twitched. She sat down next to Roy and whispered viciously in his ear, "Tell me, what do you think about the $500 million? Do you have $500 million? If you can't come up with $500 million, we can't leave Mexico at all. I don't have $500 million to give him."

Roy gently stroked Vanessa's golden hair and whispered in Vanessa's ear: "You have to believe me, compared to that gift, five hundred million dollars is nothing. Don't worry, I have my own arrangements..."

Ma Hong was relieved that Roy always considered everything carefully, so he didn't ask anything and didn't say anything.

Standing up, Ma Hong said to the two, "You guys chat, you guys reminisce about the past. I heard that the spa service at this Pas Resort Hotel is very good. I'll go and try it. Anyway, someone else will pay for it, otherwise it will be a waste..."

After he finished speaking, Ma Hong left Roy's presidential suite, returned to his own suite, picked up the service phone, and dialed the front desk.

When the call was connected, Ma Hong said:

"Give me a massage."

"Correct!"

“Black!”

"Yes, the darker the better!"

"that's all……"

After hanging up the phone, Ma Hong hummed the theme song of "Furious 8".

Roy gently kissed Vanessa's fiery red lips and said with a smile: "Did you listen to what he said? The spa here is very good. You've been on a 7-hour flight. Relax. I'll go to your room later..."

As he said this, Roy hooked Vanessa's nose.

Vanessa rolled her eyes, stood up, left Roy's suite, returned to her room, took off her clothes, and gently put her snow-white legs into the bathtub filled with rose petals...

(End of this chapter)