Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 558: Interest comes first
"...Last night at 40:79 PM, six gang fights broke out in Casas, resulting in deaths and injuries. The exchange of fire destroyed eight cars and three houses. Sources say the attackers were members of Los Zetas, and the victims were members of the local Gulf Cartel..."

"...Last night at 1 a.m., a warehouse on the outskirts of Lakwila was set on fire. According to witnesses, a group of masked gang members drove up to the warehouse and opened fire indiscriminately, killing twelve other gang members at the scene before setting the warehouse on fire..."

Song Heping was brushing his teeth in the bathroom while news reports kept coming from the radio.

Four days have passed.

Just as I guessed.

The government is all talk and no action. The president's speeches and the head of the police headquarters' speeches were both passionate, vowing to wage a life-and-death struggle against the drug cartels. But in reality, they took no real action after their speeches, allowing gang feuds to rage everywhere.

In just four days, hundreds of people died in gunfights across the country every day.

Compared with the gang fight two years ago, Mexico now seems to have returned to the bloody days of those years.

"Hoo--tut--"

Song Heping spat out the mouthwash in his mouth. At this time, Barrett came and knocked on the door.

"The door is unlocked, come in, I'm in the bathroom."

Soon, Barrett appeared at the door.

Song Heping glanced at Barrett in the mirror, picked up a towel and wiped the corners of his mouth, then turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

"Did you just come back?"

"Yes, I just got back."

"How are things going in Texas?"

"It went smoothly. The FARC and Gulf Gang goods were safely transferred, and the transportation fees have been transferred to the overseas account you designated."

"Ah."

Song Heping nodded and praised: "Well done."

He picked up his phone from the bedside table and put it in his pocket. Suddenly, he turned around and asked Barrett, "Tell me, you used to be an undercover DEA agent, but now you're helping drug dealers smuggle drugs. Does it feel awkward?"

Barrett was stunned.

He didn't expect Song Heping to suddenly have such a problem.

"Boss, I don't understand what you mean..."

Song Heping said: "I am worried about whether you will feel morally condemned."

Barrett felt his face getting slightly hot.

It's not that his morals are really impugned.

But he himself has nothing to do with drug enforcement and is still an undercover agent.

"Morality……"

Barrett reacted quickly and returned to normal immediately.

"In our line of work, morality is worthless..."

"That's good."

Song Heping walked out of the room with a smile.

"You completed your mission very well this time. I will arrange for Ferrari to transfer the commission to your account as soon as possible. It's one million US dollars."

"No hurry, no rush..."

Barrett said he was not in a hurry, but he was really tempted in his heart.

This money is earned without any pressure.

Texas is under the protection of the CIA and DEA, and is currently focusing on cracking down on all drugs except the Sinaloa and Barrotas organizations.

So I just flew back to China once and then flew back, just like a business trip.

Just by going through this process, I earned one million dollars.

If I keep doing this, won’t I be a multi-millionaire in a year?
Money is a good thing.

No one dislikes it.

Barrett's mind suddenly became confused.

He wondered if his mission was completed in the future and Song Heping was really put in jail, would his money be confiscated as drug money?

But he quickly suppressed his desire and reminded himself to keep his position.

"Boss, why is the commission so high?"

"You deserve it." Song Heping said lightly, but he was laughing in his heart.

The more you give, the more fun it will be in the future.

"Don't worry, this money has been laundered through our offshore account. It's clean and you can spend it as you like."

"it is good……"

The desire that Barrett had just suppressed was pulled to the surface again.

One million dollars can really buy a lot of things.

The two of them chatted as they walked downstairs and came to the lobby on the first floor. Everyone gathered in the restaurant for breakfast.

"It's a mess!"

Jiang Feng pointed at the TV.

"I saw it." Song Heping found a place to sit down, and Jiang Feng quickly got up and brought him breakfast.

Song Heping took it and started to eat it, but before he had taken a few bites, his phone vibrated.

When I took it out and looked at it, it was the dwarf's number.

I'd recently told Shorty to keep a low profile, take good care of himself, and stay in hiding. He'd actually been quite obedient, disappearing for a few days. This was the first time he'd called me in a few days.

"Hey?"

Song Heping did not avoid it. He picked up the phone and started listening at the dining table.

"Shorty? Is there something urgent?"

"Song! Great news!"

The dwarf was very excited on the phone.

"Guess who called me this morning?!"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's one of the four major families."

"More than that! Two!"

The dwarf was very happy and laughed out loud on the other end of the phone.

"Rubio and Omar, both of them called me and said they were willing to cooperate with us and wanted to meet you."

Song Heping said calmly: "Unite? What? Can't hold on any longer?"

The dwarf said, "I guess it's because Lascano has been biting them like a mad dog lately, and your agreement with Colombia has taken effect. Their supply of goods there has been greatly affected, and the incoming goods are less than 20% of what they used to be. And I recently heard that the Knights Templar and the Seta Group have been losing a lot of goods in North America, all of which were swept up by the DEA. I guess their income has dropped sharply. They are all relying on their own capital to support themselves, and I don't think they can hold on for much longer."

Song Heping laughed secretly in his heart.

These situations were all within my expectations.

These large cartels in Mexico have many branches and subordinates.

Especially like the five major families.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that their boss is very rich, with a net worth of hundreds of billions.

But they spend money just as terribly, in all kinds of ways. If they fall in love with a woman, they will spend not just a fortune but tens of thousands. If they have too much money to spend, they will buy gold. Guns are even made of gold. Some drug dealers are even too lazy to use lighters to light their cigarettes and use US dollars directly.

In addition, each organization has tens of thousands of followers who follow them for a living. Shorty's Sinaloa has more, more than 100,000 people, which is the largest number.

There are also 70,000 to 80,000 Knights Templar, and there are even more Setas than him, said to be 90,000.

These tens of thousands of people may sound impressive, but they are all mouths to feed.

Like Molins in Colombia, after the AUC was disbanded, he took over tens of thousands of troops, and then had to get involved in the drug business. The most profitable businesses in the world are arms, drugs, and gambling.

Arms can only make sufficient profits through large-scale transactions, and many of them can only be done by companies backed by the government. However, this is not the case with drugs. Criminal organizations can make them as long as they have territory, sources of goods, guns and people.

Whether it is Rubio or Omar, if they have no income for half a year, they will soon run out of money and their wealth will be gone.

Therefore, it is only a matter of time before they have to bow to themselves.

He couldn't deal with Lascano, and was even less willing to bow to a madman like Lascano. Cooperating with him was actually a better way out.

"Where's Big Leva? Did he look for you?"

"No, he didn't call."

"It seems he hasn't given up yet."

"He has new ideas. I heard that after the Gulf Group's boss died, Big Leva took advantage of the group's lack of leadership and forced them to give up a lot of territory and business. I think this guy is quite ambitious. I'm afraid he wants to take advantage of this opportunity to swallow up the Gulf Group."

"What a huge appetite."

Song Heping felt emotional, these Mexican drug lords really didn't care about friendship at all, they only cared about profit.

Just like a group of hyenas, when one of their own falls, they will swarm over and not even let go of the corpse. Any hesitation would be a betrayal of their "conscience".

"In that case, let Big Leyva handle it on his own. I believe Lascano will take good care of him. Let's take care of our own business first. You arrange for Omar and Rubio to come meet me. You can choose the location. Once it's arranged, let me know and I'll make the decision."

"No problem, it's up to you."

If someone had dared to talk to a dwarf like this in the past, he would have been hung on the street lamp long ago.

But now the dwarf seems extremely humble in front of Song Heping.

He has made a lot of money recently, and other families have been hit. His goods are smuggled and sold to him by the Barlot Organization controlled by Song Heping, so they are basically not affected. The North American gangs all flock to him to get his goods, which makes the dwarf smile so hard that his mouth is crooked.

Song Heping deliberately let him taste some sweetness and tried to give him more goods.

Once people get the money, they will be obedient.

Although an alliance maintained with money is not absolutely reliable, is it possible to have emotional relationships with drug lords?

Isn't that even more ridiculous?
After hanging up the phone, Song Heping announced the news directly at the dining table.

"The Knights Templar and Seta are now extending an olive branch and want to cooperate with us."

"Finally giving in?!" Jiang Feng laughed. "If you had known this would happen, why did you cooperate with us earlier? Why would it have ended up like this? Back then, the Four Great Family Alliance was planning to confront us head-on, but in the end... they started fighting among themselves!"

Barrett said, "Boss, Lascano also wants Omar and Rubio to bow their heads and form an alliance with him. If we do this, be careful that Lascano will get angry and attack us."

"You're right," Song Heping said. "Just because he was recruited by Lascano, should we turn him away? I don't have the habit of turning away defectors. As for you saying he would attack us, hasn't he already done so? If he has the guts, he can try again. If I catch him this time, I might make him suffer a little, and not let him off so easily like last time."

"Boss, you'd better be careful." The hunter reminded.

Song Heping said, "It's okay. The location this time was arranged by Shorty. We'll meet on our own territory. Lascano probably doesn't have the guts to go to the heart of Sinaloa territory and cause trouble."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. While everyone else was concerned about the safety of the meeting, Barrett suddenly had a new idea in his mind.

"What's wrong? Are you worried?" Song Heping suddenly turned his head and asked Barrett: "I noticed that you are silent?"

"Ah..." Barrett quickly concealed his panic. "I was just thinking about how to ensure safety when the time comes. Should I pull some capable people from the Barrett organization to take charge of security?"

Song Heping shook his head and smiled, "No need for that. Don't worry, Lascano doesn't dare to come. He's not that bold!"

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)