Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 547 Let the tiger return to the mountain
Kelly had not expected Song Heping's response to be so resolute.

She felt a little embarrassed.

"Song, we have a cooperative relationship. You have rejected our requests many times. Isn't this too much of a disregard for us as your own people?"

Song Heping was deeply disgusted by Kelly's intelligence bureaucratic style.

Intelligence work is supposed to be a ruthless business.

People with a kind heart may be more suitable for breeding.

Logically speaking, a ruthless person should speak directly and fight if he is not satisfied.

But people like Kelly always speak in an official tone, often calling people "partners" and "our own people".

He really wanted to curse at the old woman.

Who the hell is your "partner"? It's just a bundle of interests!

Who the hell is your "one of us"? I'm not a blond, blue-eyed foreigner.

We are one of us!
If it weren't for the fact that the CIA could be of some use in developing the South American market, do you think I would even bother with you?!
"Kelly, stop always bringing up your partners. Are you the kind of partner you are? You're constantly interfering with my plans. Don't you know the old Chinese saying, 'Don't employ someone you doubt, and don't doubt someone you employ?' You're constantly calling me to give me orders and micromanage me. Do you know why Captain Kaishen, whom you supported during the Liberation War, suffered such a crushing defeat? It was because he loved micromanaging! If you want to get things done in Mexico and achieve your goals, then from now on, please stop interfering with my affairs. Everything I do has my own arrangements and plans. You just need to cooperate with me, understand?!"

After being scolded by Song Heping, Kelly fell completely silent.

Song Heping was not in a hurry either. He took his mobile phone to watch Jiang Feng and the others loading the prisoners into the truck.

After waiting for a full minute, there was a response from the other end of the phone.

"Well, I won't interfere in this matter."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Old squad leader, did you scold that old witch?"

Song Heping laughed and said, "She thinks she's my superior and calls all day long asking for this and that."

Jiang Feng laughed: "If you scolded her like that just now, would that old woman throw the phone?"

Song Heping said, "She didn't dare to do it in front of me. I don't know if she'll fall after she hangs up the phone. Ignore her. Quickly organize the loading and proceed according to plan."

Soon, all the members of Los Zetas were tied up and put on the bus. Song Heping returned to his bulletproof car and was escorted by the people sent by the dwarf, driving all the way to the villa on the outskirts of Saltillo.

The villa belonged to the dwarf, and was quite similar to the villa where he was arrested before.

The location is hidden and heavily guarded.

The dwarf also made some contribution this time, sending more than 200 gang members to guard the villa and provide security.

Soon, Lascano and others were taken off the car and thrown into the dungeon.

He was carried to the basement of the villa by several ferocious Sinaloa gang members.

There, he met Song Heping.

"Stop talking nonsense, I won't say anything."

He saw the video equipment in the basement and felt that Song Heping was going to torture him.

Remembering that Song Heping had mentioned before that there was an interrogation expert in his team, Lascano still felt a little uneasy.

Although he had received special forces training, he knew the power of the interrogation experts' methods.

It’s hard to say whether I can get through it.

Unexpectedly, Song Heping pulled a chair over from the side, sat opposite him, and slowly chatted with him about family matters.

"Lascano, I heard that you also came from a poor family. Why did you choose this path?"

Lascano was completely unprepared.

I thought Song Heping was going to torture me for information and secrets within my organization, such as where the goods were hidden, where the money was hidden, the drug trafficking routes, etc.

At least we can dig out some information about the Gulf Group's drug operations from his own mouth.

But I didn't expect Song Heping to start talking to me about life.

This is crazy...

"money……"

Lascano looked at Song Heping cautiously and answered, "I'm afraid of being poor. Why are drug dealers so rich? Why am I joining the army at the age of seventeen, undergoing six years of training, enduring countless hardships, passing various assessments, and graduating to the special forces, but my monthly salary is less than the price of a box of cigars!?"

"Oh... is that what you brothers all think?"

Song Heping continued to ask.

Lascano was stunned again.

Is not this nonsensical?

Why does this guy keep talking nonsense to me?
"Of course, we are like-minded!"

"Tell me about your ideal..."

"..."

"Tell me about your family..."

"..."

"What do your parents think of you working in this industry?"

"..."

After half an hour, Lascano could no longer bear this casual questioning.

He couldn't bear it any longer and his emotions erupted like a volcano.

"Song, if you're planning on killing me, then do it now! Don't waste time asking these irrelevant questions! What do you want to do? Don't try to get close to me. We're not that familiar with each other! To you, I'm just an assassination target!"

Song Heping seemed unusually calm. He took a sip of mineral water and then handed it to Scarano: "Would you like some water?"

"No, I don't need it! What is your purpose?" Scano felt insulted.

As the leader of the Los Zetas organization, after he was captured, the other party actually talked to him about life, ideals and family?

This is simply unbearable.

"What is my purpose? Are you asking me why I ask these trivial questions?"

"That's right!"

"Then let me ask you some key questions. For example, how many inventory locations does your organization and the Gulf Group have, and where are they specifically? Alternatively, I'll give you a map, and you can help me mark these locations so I can send people to raid them."

Scarano suddenly burst into laughter and said triumphantly, "See, you finally can't help asking these questions, right? You just want this information, right? You just want to torture me with fatigue tactics, right?"

Song Heping looked at Scarano who was laughing wildly in front of him, as if he was watching a gorilla in a zoo.

After Scarano's performance was over, he calmly asked, "So, are you willing to tell me?"

"No, I won't say a word!" Scano once again put on a tough guy attitude. Song Heping spread his hands: "Since you don't want to say it, why should I ask? Since you don't want to talk about this, what else can I talk to you about?"

Scano froze.

He couldn't argue.

What Song Heping said was indeed correct.

Since there is nothing to ask, what else can we talk about besides life, ideals and family?

"Kill me!" Scano finally repeated the words.

Song Heping waved his hand and signaled to the people beside him: "Take him down, I need to eat something, and prepare some food for them as well."

Song Heping explained to Jiang Feng and Bai Xiong who were standing by.

"Remember, you must treat them well and not hurt them, understand?"

"OK……"

After Scano was taken away and settled, Jiang Feng and Bai Xiong began to feel confused.

"What does the boss want to do?" Bai Xiong asked Jiang Feng while scratching his head.

Jiang Feng shook his head: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

Bai Xiong said, "Boss, you're actually talking about life with a killer leader of a drug cartel? Don't you think that's weird?"

"It's really strange..." Jiang Feng said, "But I believe he must have his own plan."

Bai Xiong was puzzled: "To be honest, I really can't understand his true intentions."

Jiang Feng smiled: "If you can figure it out, then you can be the boss."

After Scarano returned to the dungeon, he was full of questions.

He really couldn't understand Song Heping's true intentions.

I originally thought I was going to die.

Handing it over to the Sinaloa Cartel is a dead end.

Handing it over to the Mexican government is also a dead end.

Moreover, surrendering oneself is undoubtedly a great achievement and will bring many benefits.

Even if you use torture to extract some secrets, you will still gain a lot.

But the man surnamed Song neither beat nor scolded him, and even provided him with water and food.

"What does he want?"

Scano now felt a little scared.

Song Heping is a person who doesn't play by the rules.

The most terrifying people are those who are difficult to understand.

After eating and drinking water, Scano slept until midnight, was woken up again, and then taken to the basement as usual.

I am still facing Song Heping and those irrelevant topics.

Still talking about ideals and life.

Finally the topic turned to the drug processing process.

Scano was resistant at first and didn't want to answer.

But later I found that Song Heping's question was not offensive, so I answered it.

After all, I am still under his control.

You can't always provoke the other person.

On the second night.

After six conversations, just when Scarno thought Song Heping was really going to use fatigue tactics to wear him down, everyone in the dungeon was called out.

He was then taken to the grounds of the estate and made to kneel on the lawn.

Scarano thought his end was coming, but he calmed down instead.

Death, he had been mentally prepared since the day he joined Los Zetas.

"Are we going to hit the road?"

He looked at Song Heping and started to act tough again.

"Well, it's time to get on the road."

Song Heping nodded.

"Can you please give me a quick death?" asked Scarano.

Song Heping nodded: "Of course, and it will be quick."

"Okay, thank you." Scano closed his eyes and waited for death.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of an engine.

A bus drove into the yard and stopped next to the crowd.

Scano thought that he might be dragged out for execution and hung from a street lamp as a warning to others.

Hanging street lights is a form of warning and declaration of war.

As the leader of the Los Zetas organization, if he were hung from a street lamp or an overpass, the whole of Mexico would probably be shocked tomorrow.

"Put them in the car, drive to the vicinity of Monterey, and then place them on the roadside one by one. Remember, be gentle and don't hurt them."

"what?!"

Scano's eyes snapped open.

He couldn't believe what he heard.

Looking at Song Heping, he couldn't help but ask, "You just said you were going to let us go?"

Song Heping spread his hands generously: "That's right, I let you go. What? Do you think I intend to kill you?"

"Don't tease us if you want to kill us!"

"Everyone get in the car!"

Song Heping didn't want to waste any more words with him. With a wave of his hand, Bai Xiong, Jiang Feng and other Sinaloa members came forward, put the more than 20 members of Los Zetas into the car, and drove to Monterrey.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)