Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 504 Turn on the Tracker
Gonzalez finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore. He spoke hoarsely, looked at Lucas, and finally slowly lowered his head and said, "Lucas bribed me. He made me reveal the route of the two tons of goods sold to the American gangs five days ago to the DEA. Also, the border warehouse was raided because of the intelligence I provided to the Americans. All of this was done by Lucas..."

"You damned pig! You're slandering me! I don't even know you!"

Lucas was getting desperate. He cursed Gonzalez and then turned to Joaquin. "Shorty! Don't think you can pin the blame on me by just finding one of your own men and using a self-torture tactic! We in the Gulf Group won't fall for that! You want a fight? We'll fight! Kill me now if you can! I promise you, the Sinaloa Group won't have a single day of peace in the days ahead!"

"Have the guts!"

Joaquin didn't get angry but laughed instead.

"Lucas, if you were any older you wouldn't be so timid as to acknowledge the little brother who's working so hard for you."

After saying that, he stood up, pulled out his pistol, and pointed it at Gonzalez's forehead.

"You really don't want to tell the truth even if you see him die?"

The people from the other families around looked at each other, not knowing whether to stop Joaquin or not.

After all, what Joaquin just said was too shocking.

If all the recent loss of goods was caused by Lucas, then the Gulf Group has offended all the major families.

And this Gonzalez seems to be one of Joaquin's men, and he must hold a high position in the group, otherwise he would not know so many secrets.

In other words, Joaquin was enforcing the family rules.

That is an internal matter of the group and no one can stop it.

Little Leva was the first to react. He shouted, "Don't kill him yet! Let him finish what he said, is it true?"

Seeing that Lucas still didn't dare to admit it, Gonzalez felt very disappointed. He was going to die anyway, so he might as well reveal all of Lucas's secrets before he died. He had to find someone to take the blame for his death.

"Lucas, you ballless worm! You promised me that after I finished all this, I could go to you for help. You would provide me with protection and give me a lot of money to let me leave Mexico. I was fucking blind. I was blinded by your money and believed your tricks. Damn your whole family! Even if I die, I will curse you in hell. You and your boss will not die a good death, and your whole family will be killed!"

He cursed viciously, and suddenly, Joaquin pulled the trigger.

bah—

Gonzalez's body tilted to the side and he fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his head and his brain splattered. He died on the spot.

The air at the scene was suddenly filled with the smell of blood.

Song Heping frowned and said, "You guys continue, I'm going to the bathroom."

After saying that, he stood up and asked Joaquin: "Mr. Joaquin, where is the bathroom?"

Qiao Quinn winked at one of Song Heping's men and said, "Take Mr. Song to the bathroom."

The subordinate made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Song, please come this way."

"Fuck! You actually killed him!"

Little Leva was the first to jump up.

"he died……"

Having said that, he swallowed the rest of the words back.

He wanted to say, how can you correct Lucas when he's dead?

But now Lucas hasn't admitted it, so there's no basis for what he said.

Joaquin ordered the body to be dragged away, then he took out a cell phone from his arms, waved it in front of Lucas, and then looked at little Leva.

"Don't worry, the evidence is in my hands."

He turned to Lucas and said, "Don't think that just because someone's dead, there's no evidence. You might not have expected that Gonzales, to save his own life, recorded many of your conversations with him. And the money you gave him, where it went into the bank, what information he disclosed to you, what he disclosed to the DEA, it's all on this phone. I even know the password to his secret email."

After saying that, he tapped his fingers, called up a recording on his phone, and pressed the play button.

"...They're going to ship a batch of goods to western Mexico these days. They're crossing the border from Juarez through the B1 tunnel..."

“Is the intelligence accurate?”

"That's right. The guy I was drinking with last night accidentally revealed it. He's in charge of the delivery..."

"Well, you must disclose this information to the DEA immediately. Remember to remain anonymous, understand? Don't be reluctant to part with the reward. I will compensate you..."

"Lucas, I'm really worried now... I've done this several times before, including revealing the warehouse's address to the DEA. Joaquin is no fool, and he's already starting to suspect we have a mole..."

"Don't be afraid. After you finish this job, come to me. I promise to let you go abroad and enjoy life."

"My family still needs to settle down..."

"No problem, I'll come right over after I'm settled..."

……

Joaquin hit the end button.

Lucas's face had completely drained of color. The faces of the representatives from the surrounding major groups had all turned colder, colder than the Antarctic ice...

Just as Qiao Quinn played the recording in public, Song Heping was already in the bathroom.

He was pretending to pee in front of the urinal when he suddenly noticed that Joaquin's men were staring at him from behind.

"I'm peeing. Can I pee if you look at me like that?"

Song Heping deliberately turned around and exposed his weapon.

The gangster thought about it and agreed. The boss asked him to keep an eye on him, but didn't say to watch him pee. He just needed to bring the person back.

So he turned around and glanced at another gangster at the door, and the two of them turned away.

The moment he turned around, Song Heping had already held the weapon with one hand and reached out to the button with the other, then pulled it hard.

The specially designed button was easily pulled off. Song Heping held it in his hand, blocked his view with his body while peeing, then grabbed the button with both hands and gently broke it.

The upper and lower halves of the round button are rotated 180 degrees respectively, which is an ingenious electric design.

The upper and lower halves each rotated 180 degrees, still overlapping into a button shape, but the transmitter had already started working.

Song Heping put the button in his pocket and continued to pee.

After peeing, I went back to the sink and started washing my hands, and also washed my face.

He felt that things seemed to be somewhat different from what he had originally expected.

I originally thought that Joaquin would arrange for me and Barlotte to meet alone, but I didn't expect him to bring him here directly. Now there is not only Barlotte here, but also people from the five major families.

Although it would be a great achievement for Kelly if she could catch them all at this time.

But he also felt that since all five major families were coming, Joaquin would definitely not ignore the security issue. How many gang forces were there nearby?
Even I don't know this.

The drug cartels in Mexico are not even afraid of the police and SWAT.

They even dare to directly assassinate mayors and presidential candidates, kill police officers, and declare war on the government.

Can the "Watchmen" team and the Mexican Marines that Kelly arranged today quickly break through the security forces here and capture these drug lords in one fell swoop?
Song Heping was unsure about this.

After all, the intelligence has been distorted, and the original Barlot has become the representative of several major families.

In an operation, if the on-site situation is too different from the prior intelligence, accidents are bound to happen.

After washing his face, he returned to the dining table on the porch.

At this time, Lucas had sat back at the table, but his face looked very ugly.

Several big drug lords around him were looking at him, with cannibalistic flames burning in their eyes.

Song Heping returned to his seat and sat down.

Joaquin said to Lucas, "Lucas, over a year ago, we united and vowed not to cooperate with the CIA, which led to retaliation against us. And you're taking this opportunity to kill us all and then dominate the situation? Although your Gulf Group has grown significantly in power over the past year, our four major groups united can still destroy you and your boss! Now, I'm giving you two choices: either go to war with us, or obey our orders from now on. What do you choose?"

Lucas said hoarsely, "I'll listen to you guys from now on and work together..."

"Why should I trust you!?"

Little Leva was excited.

"You traitor!"

He then turned to Joaquin and said, "Stop wasting time talking to him. Let's start a war! Let's unite our families and destroy the Bay!"

"Yes! Kill them!"

"Kill those bastards!"

The crowd was excited.

The fierce gleam in Lucas's eyes grew stronger.

It seems that he is going to be doomed.

"Listen to me, stop!" Joaquin raised his hands: "Trust them again, but to gain our trust, Lucas, you have to do one thing."

"What's the matter?" Lucas raised his head and stared at Joaquin, wondering in his heart about Joaquin, the old man who had been active in the Mexican drug trafficking for nearly twenty years.

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Joaquin high-fived again.

"Bring it up!"

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)