Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 530 Everything is under control

The next day at noon, when the Mexican police were still in chaos because of the prison escape, Song Heping was already sitting in his room, unscrewing a bottle of iced Coke and turning on his laptop.

He first went to the news website he invested in to look for it, and actually found news about the prison escape.

The clue of the news was of course given by Song Heping, and it was Song Heping who deliberately instructed it to be published. The content of course also met Song Heping's requirements.

"...Joaquin, the Mexican drug trafficker apprehended a month ago, and the other four major drug lords escaped from Altiplano Prison last night. According to insiders, the drug lords escaped from this prison, known as Mexico's highest-security prison, using a 400-meter-long underground tunnel..."

"...a firefight broke out between police and escaped drug traffickers in a residential area near the prison, during which a violent explosion occurred. According to reliable sources, several drug traffickers were killed in the exchange of fire. This information is currently awaiting further confirmation..."

A smile appeared on Song Heping's lips.

"Reliable information", "informed person".

Not bad.

This Fair is indeed a veteran in the news industry.

Since Western laws provide fairly good protection for such so-called intelligence sources, news media do not need to verify their own information when publishing such news unless it involves national security. In other words, they can legally fabricate rumors.

Besides, this is not a rumor, it is the truth.

Song Heping certainly knew that except for the dwarf, everyone else was dead.

There are many reasons why Fair was asked to come out and disrupt the situation.

One reason is that the news group he invested in had just been established and needed more shocking insider information.

Those who work in this field have the most information of this kind, which can be used to feed this news tool, and at the same time, they can also test the role and power of the news media.

The second is to use the news media to confuse people.

So many people escaped from prison, but only a dwarf survived.

The other cartel members aren't idiots; they'll be suspicious of Shorty.

He simply put the blame on the Mexican police, leaving them with no way to defend themselves.

The police will definitely hold a press conference and will definitely deny that they killed these drug lords.

But who would believe it?
Release first, gain first impression, and three people will make a tiger.

These Chinese wisdoms are not outdated at all when used overseas, and can make the Mexican police dizzy and unable to take care of themselves.

After reading his own news website, Song Heping felt very happy.

At least it was money well spent.

Even though funds were so tight at the time, he still insisted on investing in Fair.

It now seems that continued investment will be needed in the future to expand influence.

The so-called expansion of influence is actually mergers.

I'm not good at this kind of thing, but Phil and Angel are.

Looking through other websites, I found that some mainstream media have already reported this news, which shows that the news spreads very quickly.

Official news agencies are often slow to respond, which is their Achilles' heel.

The rumors are on the moon, and the truth is still slowly being fueled on the launch pad.

It feels so good to have news tools in your own hands.

The phone vibrated on the desk.

At first glance, it was the dwarf's number.

"hehe."

Song Heping couldn't stop laughing.

This guy is even better than I thought.

The call came so soon.

It was clear that he was safe. Song Heping answered the phone and jokingly said, "Shorty, are you safe now?"

"It's safe. I've already prepared a safe house and am hiding now." The dwarf didn't beat around the bush: "Boss Song, it will take me some time to sort out the things you want and give them to you."

What Song Heping wanted was the control list of the entire industrial chain and sales network of Barlot's organization.

Only after getting these can he start working.

"Three days. I'll give you three days. The police will probably confirm Barlot's death soon. This will be the most chaotic time for their organization. I want a list, and I need your assistance. You know the people in his organization very well. Convince them to hand over control to me."

"This one……"

The dwarf was obviously in a difficult situation.

"Boss Song, it's not that I don't want to do this, but it's a bit difficult... Before, you were the one who arrested us, and now you have to take over Barlot's organization..."

"I didn't say I wanted to take over." Song Heping said, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll assign someone to you, and you can push him to the position of leader. You can say he's your confidant, and swallow up Barlot's organization and network in your name. As for me, I don't like to show up."

"Recommend someone? Who?" The dwarf obviously didn't expect Song Heping to have such an arrangement, and his tone paused.

"Tell me the meeting place and I'll take him to see you." Song Heping said, "Remember, I want to take over the entire sales network of Barlotte within a month, and I want you to call a meeting of the other four major families again within two months and have their bosses come to see me in person."

These words immediately made the dwarf unmistakable.

He gasped, wondering if this Song guy was crazy!

Why? !

When he had called the meeting, only some representatives from the four major families came, and the boss himself did not come.

He was a guy named Song who had previously sent people to prison, leading to their deaths. He wouldn't even have time to tear them apart, and yet he actually let them come to a meeting in person?!

It’s too early to even dream!

"Boss Song, I don't have the ability..." the dwarf said, "At the last meeting, you sent everyone in. This time, everyone except me is dead. You asked the bosses of the other four major families to come to see you... To be frank, this is worse than a dream."

Song Heping said, "Just do what I say. Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't. I will make them accept your proposal and come to see me, and I will have their boss come in person. If they don't listen or accept this, they will know the price of going against my will."

"This……"

The dwarf felt he had nothing to say.

Song Heping was full of confidence and didn't seem to be bragging.

He didn't dare to refute too fiercely, after all, this person had the leverage over him.

So, he reminded him in another way: "Boss Song, as far as I know, the bounty on your life from the four major families has already reached 10 million US dollars. I estimate that after the deaths of Barlotte and Little Leva are announced, your bounty will reach a new high again."

The dwarf used this method to remind Song Heping that he should now consider his own safety.

The bounty for his assassination is almost breaking records.

How many people out there want to kill you?
Still thinking about sitting down for a meeting?
What are you thinking about? !

Song Heping said, "Ten million? I'm so worthless? Don't they know how much I'm worth? Hahahaha!"

After laughing for a long time, Song Heping finally put away his smile and said seriously, "Shorty, do as I say. Don't ask any more questions. With your intelligence, it's hard to understand what I'm doing. In two months, you'll know why I dare to say this."

"Okay... then I won't bother you, Boss Song. Within three days, I'll deliver to you a list of Barlot's underground smuggling and sales network, as well as all of his businesses. Once your people arrive, I'll fully assist them in gaining control of Barlot's network."

"What if the people on Barlot's side don't cooperate?" Song Heping asked back.

"Kill!" The dwarf didn't hesitate at all: "Only the dead are the most obedient."

"That's right! A drug lord is a drug lord!" Song Heping said with a smile, "The dead are the most obedient. I like this style!"

After the two hung up the phone, Song Heping sat in the chair for a while, then got up and went out, walked to the door of Barrett's room and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me, Song Heping."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)