Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 540 Trump Card
"Song, what's the urgent matter that brings you to this place so late?"

Kelly had just finished a meeting to discuss Song Heping when she received a call from the other party.

This made her feel a little guilty subconsciously, and she couldn't help but look around. She felt as if Song Heping was hiding in the dark and staring at her.

"Of course it's urgent. I have to do something important tomorrow, but I need you to give me some leverage."

"Chips?"

Kelly didn't agree immediately.

Song Heping is a very difficult person to predict, and after getting to know him, I find that every step he takes is very meaningful.

Don't agree to his words lightly, otherwise you will easily fall into his trap.

"What bargaining chips do you want? Tell me first."

Song Heping said, "I plan to establish a channel to ship goods directly from Colombia to North America, and I need the support of the DEA and you."

"goods?"

Kelly immediately realized what bargaining chips Song Heping wanted.

"Song, what are you doing? I want you to deal with the drug lords in Mexico, not to go to Colombia and negotiate business with them!"

Suddenly, she was startled.

“You’re in Columbia?”

"That's right." Song Heping was very frank: "I am in Colombia now. I plan to have a meeting with the drug lords here and eat most of their goods."

Song Heping is in Colombia.

Kelly suddenly understood why he went to Venezuela.

He deliberately smuggled himself from Venezuela to Colombia to tell himself that it would be difficult for the CIA to track him if he didn't want to.

Telling himself that he is in Colombia at this time is actually a reminder.

This was the first time Kelly had met someone who dared to play tricks on her like this.

"Do you know who you are talking to? Do you really think we are drug dealers?" Kelly's tone became stiff.

"What's the difference?" Song Heping said, "You and I are both reasonable people. There's no need to beat around the bush. I certainly won't go out there with a loud speaker and tell everyone you're drug traffickers, but don't you actually want to control the drug market in South America? What I'm doing now is helping you achieve that goal."

"The DEA isn't under our control, so I can't help you." Kelly said, "If you have the guts, talk to the DEA directly."

Song Heping was silent for a moment, then said in a tone of compromise, "In that case, then fine, there's nothing I can do... I won't take care of the rest. You can send someone to contact the dwarf yourself. Anyway, our previous deal is complete. I've already obtained the Barlotte Organization's network for you, and the contract is complete. Now, assisting you in dealing with the Mexican drug lords is another agreement. If you are unwilling to cooperate, I don't believe I have the ability to accomplish what you want. So please find someone else."

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

His actions stunned Morins, who was sitting opposite him drinking.

This guy realized that the person talking to Song Heping must be a high-ranking official in the CIA.

So, Morins gave Song Heping a thumbs up: "Song, you are really my idol!"

Song Heping raised his glass, clinked it with Morins's, and said with a smile, "My company is small, and I don't have as many people as you. You have 8,000 people under you, and I only have a few hundred."

Morins glanced at Song Heping's satellite phone and asked, "You're threatening her like this, aren't you afraid of a falling out?"

"Am I afraid of falling out with them?" Song Heping asked. Molins laughed and said, "Of course you're not!"

Song Heping made a sharp turn and said, "No, you're wrong. I'm actually quite afraid of falling out with those CIA bastards. Of course, they're even more afraid of falling out with me, at least at this stage. If I quit now, I'll indeed be blocked everywhere in South America. They might even send someone to kill me, or find a crime to extradite me to the United States, but so what? I'll wait until they have the ability to kill me. But without my help, they won't be able to reintegrate the Mexican drug market within three years. If I don't agree and secretly arrange some surprises for them, their losses will be even greater. Between two evils, what do you think they will choose?"

"Since you're afraid..." Morins felt like he was flattering someone and his smile became unnatural. "Then why did you hang up on her..."

Song Heping glanced at his phone and said, "Believe it or not, she will definitely call back in five minutes. If I'm not mistaken, she's currently in contact with the DEA to discuss whether they will accept my terms."

Molins was stunned.

Song Heping looked at his watch and said, "It's almost time."

He pulled a wad of dollar bills from his pocket and threw it on the table.

"Here's $10,000. All the cash I have on me. If she doesn't call me back in five minutes or before ten, I lose. Want to play it?"

Morins smiled and called his men over: "Bring me $10,000 in cash."

Soon, the money arrived and Molins threw the bills on the table.

"I'll take ten thousand to see if you're really that accurate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the screen of Song Heping's satellite phone lit up.

Song Heping picked up the number, looked at it, and said to Molins with a smile, "You lose."

After saying that, he answered the phone.

"Ma'am, have you figured it out?"

Kelly's voice was slightly helpless on the other end of the line. "I've just contacted the relevant person in charge at the DEA. It's no problem. You can get a sales channel to North America. The DEA and I will guarantee your safety. No one will bother you."

After getting the guarantee, Song Heping knew that this time he was safe.

He had already figured out Kelly's cards.

So far, neither Kelly nor Barrett knew that they actually knew this guy's undercover identity.

One of the advantages of keeping Barrett around is that you can figure out through his conversations what Kelly knows and doesn't know about you, as well as what the CIA's most urgent needs are for the current situation.

"Thank you for your help, ma'am. I knew you wouldn't let me down." Song Heping said with a hint of sarcasm.

Kelly replied coldly on the other end of the phone: "We provide everything you need, and we hope you won't let us down."

"I said, two months, three months at the latest." Song Heping calmly promised: "As long as you cooperate, you will get everything you want. Happy cooperation, good night, ma'am, I wish you a sweet dream tonight."

After dropping the phone, Song Heping swiped the $20,000 on the table in front of him, then said to Molins, "I won."

Morins raised his glass and said, "Song, you are much more capable than I thought. Cheers!"

Song Heping said, "Drinking is easy, but doing business is hard. Remember, tomorrow's meeting must be arranged for me, and there must be no mistakes."

"Don't worry, although Marulan and Othonil may not obey my orders, they will definitely show up if I ask them to meet."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)