Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 733 - 412 With a Single Move, the Heroic Tyrant Draws His Sword, Once Again Plunging Cangsheng into a Decade of Calamity!_2

733: Chapter 412: With a Single Move, the Heroic Tyrant Draws His Sword, Once Again Plunging Cangsheng into a Decade of Calamity!_2

733 -412: With a Single Move, the Heroic Tyrant Draws His Sword, Once Again Plunging Cangsheng into a Decade of Calamity!_2

“You rest first, I’ll contact the client.

We’ve just got a batch of goods to unload.”

The Yanks patted his hand and nodded.

He got up, walked to one side, pulled out a satellite phone, and called Yu Zhiyi in Las Vegas.

“The day after tomorrow a New Zealand Airlines plane with flight number NZ 08672 will land at the airport from the capital of Guatemala; contact a mechanic named Mei Anu at the airport when it arrives.

Inside the cargo hold, there’s a batch of dolls, all stuffed with goods, totalling over 400 kilograms.

I’ve already arranged the buyer, a procurement manager from a local casino.

Give him 1% of the goods’ payment; that’s his kickback.”

Ye Zhenli always abides by one principle when doing business.

Meticulousness!

And everyone gets a share of the profits.

1% kickback, tch tch tch…

Some of those gamblers high on bets will also ask for drugs.

What fun is a place of entertainment without this stuff…

Pure foot-washing?

“Okay, oh, and someone approached us, hoping to buy from us in large quantities.

I’m finding it a bit hard to swallow,” Yu Zhiyi said in Spanish.

His wife was his pen pal, and it was with her encouragement that he started his own business.

Of course, she didn’t suggest he deal drugs, but this guy had a somewhat wild mind of his own.

As soon as Ye Zhenli made his first sum of money, he went straight to her and proposed!

A 10-carat diamond ring…

Then, the woman quit her job at the newspaper and joined his drug trafficking group.

Mainly acting as the “Ambassador to the United States.”

“Who introduced them?

What background does the buyer have?” Ye Zhenli was very cautious; he didn’t want to get caught in a sting operation.

“One of Guzman’s mistresses introduced them.

The buyers are an active terrorist organization in the southern region of Thailand.

They want a ton of Hell No.

1 and hope we can give them a discount.”

Ye Zhenli’s brows raised, “Give them the price used in Italy, tell them to transfer the money, we don’t accept credit.”

“Alright.”

Yu Zhiyi finished discussing work, paused for a moment, and then her tone softened, “A-Li, I’m pregnant.”

Ye Zhenli’s hand holding the satellite phone trembled, and then he burst into elation, “Really?

Boy or girl?

Spit, spit, spit, I’ll love them no matter what.”

“When are you coming to the United States?”

“In about half a month.

I also have to discuss some business then.

Victor has wiped out a good portion of Mexico’s drug traffickers, there’s a gap in the market, I need to finalize a partnership with a few major gangs.”

Yu Zhiyi was thrilled, “Okay, accompany me to the hospital for a check-up then.”

Of course, Ye Zhenli agreed and reminded her to take good care of herself.

“I’m going to be a dad, I’m going to be a dad!” He hung up the phone, raised his hand, and cheered!

Relatives who heard the sound all smiled and congratulated.

“Thirty thousand US dollars for everyone!

All who see get a share!” He waved his hand generously.

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Thirty thousand US dollars, in 1991 that equaled 180 thousand RMB!

Damn…

The other foreign personnel who heard the news also cheered.

“Long live the boss!”

Ye Zhenli laughed heartily, as if he didn’t care at all about the 9 million US dollars he’d just thrown away…

Hell No.

1 brought him a share of over 50 million US dollars, and he was still making money continuously, with an income of over 2 million US dollars every day…

Tch tch tch.

Money-making stuff, really to die for.

Everyone moved faster when they heard about getting paid.

This drug trafficking group developing in the Southern Madre Mountains was building up its strength!

Ye Zhenli was smart; he kept a low profile.

Although Hell No.

1 was sold all over the world, many people didn’t know who was behind it or even what nationality the boss was.

That’s his trait: getting rich quietly.

The Southern drug traffickers’ regime, on the other hand, was very high-profile.

Seeing the battle in the Kima Huakan Slum getting intense, but with the Government Forces slowly eating away at them, Arturo Desena panicked, calling all the senior officials for a meeting.

His gaze looked over, then paused, “Dehuai, where’s your older brother George and second brother Belman?”

Everyone’s eyes turned to look at him, their gazes filled with mockery.

Dehuai, named by Desena, was a little flustered.

He was the third son of the former Gulf Group boss Abrego, who from childhood had little interest in managing things, but by virtue of his status, after the Southern drug traffickers’ government was established, he was given the role of Minister of Tourism.

His brother George had troops under his command and also a number of old Gulf Group members loyal to him, and the same was true for second brother Belman.

Both had friction with Arturo Desena and disliked him, always vying for power and profit.

They had caused many laughable incidents.

Dehuai looked around, cursing in his heart, you two little bastards, still brothers but not even showing up nor telling me.

“Enough!

If they don’t come, then let’s move on to the main topic.

In preparation for a long-term war, we can’t rely on support and imports from the United States and other countries.

I’ve decided we should apply abroad for ‘assistance-type’ research and development and production; we must develop a weapon suitable for us.”

“After several rounds of selection, we have finally chosen a country.”

Arturo Desena looked at his confidant next to him, who stood up, “It’s a country with a super-large population and rich war experience without any rivals, with strong research and development capabilities.”

He said it with a smile.

“Perhaps many people have guessed it, that’s right, it’s India.”

“We have entrusted India to produce an armored fighting vehicle, a tank, and firearms.”

“It is expected to be mass-produced by the beginning of next year.”

Of course, Arturo Desena was very satisfied upon hearing this; they were now a country, not a small organization, of course hoping to make progress, and this was an opportunity.