Xiaojia was waiting anxiously. The problem was that Lorentavo had not delayed and dared to contact Gus directly. The difference in status was too small, and it was not time to drink together on the Statue of Liberty.

"What's the relationship between the eight families? How come...they love each other so much? Could it be that they are beloved relatives and friends?" Gus' tone was full of ridicule, and the group of people suddenly burst into laughter.

The Mexican government will use that method, which means that drug gangs threaten to cause riots and assassinations. The nature of the government itself determines that the government must pay attention to procedural justice and legality in its work, but the umbrella PMC is completely different from him.

Be reasonable.

I was the first drug syndicate to buy its own bank in order to launder money, and to have its own paramilitary force, which was partly made up of active police and post-operatives from the same agency.

"Sisonora?" Gus asked doubtfully.

Seeing Luo Ren digesting the information, Luo Renxiang continued: "But it's not the No. 7 figure of the Tijuana Di Brothers, Luis Fernandez. I found you through the Mexican gang in Los Angeles, and the price you offered was the same as Mo's.

The Ross difference is small, 600 million, but the requirements are more complicated and they only require us to be moved."

Fijuarez, Gus hung up the phone.

"Beautiful." Gus raised a little thumb, "No wonder they love each other so much!"

Isn’t there a law yet?

Amaso Carvalho Fuentes, the number one figure in the Moros Cartel, nicknamed the 'King of the Sky', has an air drug transport fleet with 22 private jets, opening up Colombia's cocaine,

Drug routes to small city airports control 60% of the cocaine trade in the United States and Mexico, and $80 billion flows through my hands every year.

"The difference between Yuri and I is small. Several other groups of mine have sent word through Shawn Tavo and Juela of the Cali Group that they are willing to pay a sponsorship fee. I just ask that you will participate in that raid."

It just needs to affect innocent people."

"As I said, for Moros or Sisonora, the starting price is 200 million!" Luo Renxiang grinned, showing his white teeth, "The people from Tijuana Brothers left, and the people from Xiluo Renxiang came, and we offered a price of 5

Yi, I hope you kill Moros."

We can always get a fucking missile interception system, right?

"Oh, it's not Culiacan." Luo Renxiang explained: "Sisonora is a state in Mexico, and Culiacan is the capital. The entire state is controlled by drug gangs, and the main members are all based in Culiacan.

In Akan, no one calls us the Culiakan Group, but we want people to call us the Sisonora Group."

Well, I still need to add more!

"Don't think it's dangerous if you don't have someone to protect your watch. One kilometer away, just one person needs to use a laser guide to lock onto the house where they are, and the Devil Bird can mount the AGM-86. They don't have a private airport in Guatemala.

, do they think umbrellas can be used at private airports in Guatemala?”

"What is the bay? Is there me outside Eighth Elementary School?" Gus asked doubtfully.

At that moment, Xiaojia deeply understood what it meant to be on the same level.

After hearing this, Gus was indifferent. He leaned on his seat and began to think. I was thinking about how to achieve the least benefit...ah, how to make the poison even worse!
Chapter completed!