Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 517 The Battle Is Not Over
When the phone at the bedside rang, Kelly's husband Harman woke up suddenly, but soon turned over irritably, snorted heavily, turned sideways and forced himself to close his eyes and continue sleeping.

Marrying a high-ranking CIA official, this is the only way to live your life.

Harman has no idea how many times he has been woken up by this kind of ringing in the middle of the night. As he has gotten older in the past two years, his sleep quality at night has been poor. It is difficult for him to fall into deep sleep after being woken up, which makes Harman miserable.

Kelly woke up too and reached for the phone on the bedside table.

Harman knew that her next step would be to go to the study next door, close the door and answer the phone.

People who work in intelligence are all like this, mysterious like thieves.

Sure enough, a few seconds later Kelly left the bedroom, closed the door quietly, and went to the study next door.

"You woke me up so late, I hope you bring me good news."

Kelly rubbed her temples, trying to make herself more awake.

"Ma'am, I'm disturbing your sweet dreams so late at night, but I'm not bringing you bad news. The operation is over, and Barlot has been apprehended. And this time, he's not the only one caught. Shorty and Little Leva are also in custody."

Song Heping on the other end of the phone didn't hesitate at all and started asking about the balance: "So, when will you transfer the remaining money into my account?"

"Where are the others?" Kelly asked. "There are others from the five major families here too. Did they run away?"

"Why do you change the subject when we talk about money?" Song Heping was unhappy. "My cooperation with you is limited to Barlotte. The others are just gifts included. That's quite generous of me. None of the people from the other families who participated in the meeting escaped. They were all arrested, but they were not important figures. As for the specific situation, you should ask Wilson, not me."

Kelly was actually very happy inside.

Of course, an old hand like her wouldn't show it.

He continued in that calm, water-like voice, "Don't worry about the balance. The CIA doesn't need your little compensation. However, I do have a new proposal for cooperation. I wonder if you'd like to hear it."

"Once we get the final payment, everything else is easy to discuss. If we don't get the money, nothing can be discussed." Song Heping said, "I almost lost my life this time. As for the new proposal you mentioned, I think we can discuss it in person. It's late at night, and you should go back to bed with your husband."

Kelly said, "Okay, now is not the right time to discuss this in detail. I'll arrange a flight tomorrow and you can come to the United States. We can meet in Arizona."

"No problem. Let's go to my temporary operations center in Tucson," Song Heping said. "I've rented a place there. Once the operation is over, I should also leave. Otherwise, the state police over there might target me as a drug dealer, which would be pointless."

As the two men ended their call, Mexican Maroons were passing by with drug lords.

Joaquin and others stared at Song Heping, and Little Leva spat at Song Heping.

"You are dead!"

Song Heping grinned and said, "Then I'll wait for you to kill me."

Before little Leva could continue cursing, he was pinned down and taken away.

As he watched the drug lords walk away, Song Heping's smile gradually disappeared.

He knew that Little Leva was not simply trying to scare him.

Big Leva has not been arrested yet, his brother has been arrested, and his identity will be exposed sooner or later.

Among the five major families this time, the dwarf was captured directly, Barlotte was arrested, and the Leva Group suffered the most losses among the other families.

Because Big Leva sent his younger brother, the other groups only sent their confidants.

In this way, although the most powerful Sinaloa Group has been "beheaded", the foundation and organizational structure of other drug trafficking groups have not been greatly damaged for the time being. The major families will definitely kill the instigator.

These drug trafficking gangs are as wealthy as a country. If they want to kill someone, they will definitely offer a huge reward.

What he might face next is endless assassination attempts.

Even if we leave Mexico, this matter is not over.

Of course, Song Heping was not very worried, because the places he often went to were almost all war zones.

Although the drug lords are very powerful, they cannot gain much advantage by fighting with defense company bosses like themselves who are fully involved in actual combat in the war zone. Sending ordinary killers will only give away points and kills, and they are not a threat at all.

The only thing that gives me a headache is that I have to be more careful in South America from now on, as the danger level has greatly increased. Toads lie on the soles of your feet, they don't bite but they are disgusting.

After leaving the villa, Song Heping took a military helicopter back to western Mexico City and met Jiang Feng and others who were deployed there.

After greeting him, he noticed Barrett was still there, so he asked curiously, "Aren't you with the DEA operations team?"

"No," Barrett said. "There's nothing for me to do there."

Song Heping nodded thoughtfully.

In his opinion, Barrett had gone into seclusion because of his undercover work. Now that Shorty and Barrett were caught, he should follow the law enforcement team back to the United States.

"The operation is over. I will transfer your reward to your account after receiving the final payment tomorrow."

"There's no rush for money." Barrett said, "Song, I want to talk to you about something."

Song Heping understood and said, "Okay, let's go to the balcony."

The two left the room in the villa and walked onto the terrace.

"Tell me, is there anything you need my help with?"

"I don't plan to return to the United States," Barrett said straight to the point. "I want to join your company."

"Join our company?"

Song Heping's first reaction was to refuse.

But he quickly gave up the idea.

"We're a defense company. As you can see, our business scope is very broad. We deal with all kinds of people, even South American drug cartels and Colombian armed groups. If you join our company, you'll likely be involved in something that goes against your country's interests. Are you sure you want to do this?"

He was testing Barrett.

"I'm sure," Barrett said.

Song Heping asked again: "Can you tell me the reason?"

"Things aren't over here yet. You need a helper who's very familiar with Mexico." Barrett pointed at himself and said, "You have no choice but me."

"You won't be assisting the DEA with the case?" Song Heping said, "Shorty and the others have been apprehended. This is your best chance to put them in jail."

Barrett smiled. "Put it this way. I can almost guarantee one thing. Although the DEA desperately wants to kill El Chapo and extradite him for trial, I don't think they'll be able to do it this time. El Chapo and his gang will definitely remain in Mexico for trial, and then go to jail here. Even if El Chapo and his gang are sentenced, they'll ultimately live out their days in prison, continuing to command their drug cartel, practically as if they had never been incarcerated. So, what's coming next isn't over yet, and you'll need my help."

Song Heping understood.

Barrett knew that Shorty's capture wasn't the end of the matter.

It’s just as I expected.

Kelly's desire to meet with him might also be related to this matter.

The outcome between the CIA and drug traffickers is that one side always has to give in.

The drug lords have many of their own people in the Mexican police and government, and a more intense battle is coming.

As an intelligence agency, the CIA certainly cannot openly go to war with drug lords, and they need a black glove to do this for them.

Barrett probably saw this too.

And I really need such a helper.

Mexico is an important country connecting North and South America. If we want to gain a foothold in the Americas and have our own influence in Mexico, this may really be a good opportunity.

"If I'm not mistaken, this war with the Mexican drug traffickers has just begun. If one side wins, we will either completely withdraw from the Americas, or drug lords like Chapo will bow to us. But I personally don't like losing, so I will fight."

After saying that, he extended his hand to Barrett.

"Welcome to the 'Musician' Defense."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)