Chapter 93 [Stubting from the back]

I snorted, pretending to be talking nonsense to him and didn't listen to it: "I'm asking you about Thailand!"

"Oh... General Chachai's people have contacted me, and he expressed his willingness to see me... But there is also bad news... I heard that the big circle has sent people to see General Chachai. Alas, now our two families are in conflict. If they meet, they won't kill me? I don't want to be put in sacks and thrown into any mountain valley in Thailand."

"Stop talking nonsense. You finish the work and be careful... Well, if it is done, I will give you a beach villa after you come back."

"Oh!" Buck-a-Octometer Zhou laughed and said, "Okay, with money, I can only be motivated to work!"

After hanging up the phone, I sighed.

Damn, so greedy! Isn’t buck periodontal Zhou the dad of a little money fan?

However, the guy buck teeth is really a bit strange. As an old minister left by the Eighth Master era, this guy's intelligence and cunning are first-class. Especially when he pretends to be crazy and stupid, he has reached the pinnacle.

I had long felt that Buckoya was under the eighth master's hands and did not just a simple job as a lawyer. Moreover, it seemed that he knew the situation inside the big circle very well, and seemed to have some close relationships. However, this guy is an absolute power person, and he will follow whoever is stronger, and he will always choose to stand by the winner. He will never have any ridiculous thoughts of "swearing to die to be loyal" in his mind. Therefore, because of this, I have never forced him. As for many secrets in his heart, I never ask, as long as he helps me with things wholeheartedly.

Thailand...well, Thailand...

The Asian Big Circle. Starting from the early days of Mingdao and Mingqin, now in the Asian Big Circle, the drug business is their important career, especially in the Golden Triangle region.

In short, most of the drug supply in the Daquan every year is obtained from the Golden Triangle region, Thais, Burmese, etc. If I want to deal with the Daquan, the current situation will be in front of me, I am afraid I won’t be able to come to the door.

And I sent Buck Periodontal Week to Thailand to seek a meeting with a drug tycoon in Thailand! One of the top drug lords in the Golden Triangle region, Cha Guess General.

It is called a "general", but in fact it is just a small warlord in the Golden Triangle region. He has built a guerrilla force and planted several pieces of land. The previous government and this government in Thailand both came to power through coups, and the transfer of power is also based on coup changes.

Every time one side falls, naturally some military forces will collapse. Among the collapsed officers, some simply turn from the army into the armed forces of bandits or drug lords.

The intricate relationship here is hard to explain. In short, what the Buck Periodontal told me is: This general Chacha was once a senior military officer in Thailand. After the coup decades ago, he ran to the Golden Triangle area to become a drug lord. He has not stood for decades and is deeply rooted in the local area. What's so forth!

More importantly, he controlled a considerable number of the sources of drugs in the Golden Triangle! Even in a sense, he was a person who was similar to the status of "leader". Every year, the source of drugs and distribution ratios of local drugs must be checked and nodded, so that all drug lords of all sizes can proceed smoothly.

The big circle is no exception!

After all, although the big circle is engaged in drug business, the Golden Triangle is not China's territory. No matter how powerful the big circle is, it is impossible for one person to eat all the Golden Triangle. For local snakes like Cha Guai General, who have established military guns, the big circle should also give him some points. Especially for the source of local drugs every year, they must also ask Cha Guai to guess how much color they can be distributed to the cake.

I asked Buck Teeth to see him and guess, just to find a way to find a way to stab the big circle in the back!

Recently, a series of "drug anti-drug" jobs in Canada have almost robbed the jobs of the Canadian police's anti-drug department. These anti-drug police officers have almost no need to work hard. Every day, they just wait for news to come and fight, and then they come to collect the body. By the way, they "seize" a large number of drugs. Such leisure days are leisurely.

But it was a big circle. According to my news, in the past twenty days, the drugs sent to Canada sent to China were swallowed up in large quantities and suffered heavy losses.

The route at sea was almost strangled to death.

I am a local snake, well-informed, and Captain Wick, the old sea smuggler, sent me news. The route at sea was almost clear! The goods transported out of the large circle were destroyed, so naturally they refused to stop. In the next few days, elite "airborne troops" were sent to escort the goods.

As a result, the airborne troops sent and the "mercenaries" I got from Africa had a hard fight.

To be honest, judging from the results of the battle, the "airborne troops" have been rampant for so many years. Although I have won the results of the battle, the large circle has the upper hand in terms of casualties.

The combat effectiveness of the "airborne troops" they sent was basically above the soldiers I bought from the Trap Tower! The lost pen power was almost one to two!

But if these elite warriors die in a big circle, one less! They can't afford to consume it! But I'm not afraid!

The old rogue warlord in the Kuangta, nothing else is that his life is worthless! Moreover, black people are born with strong physical fitness, and many of them are warriors made from local clan tribes. Although they may not be very strong from the perspective of professional soldiers, those barbarians are hunters who dare to go out to hunt beasts such as leopards and lions, so they naturally have no choice but to mention their skills. Everyone fires a gun and trains a little, and they will be quite good warriors.

If such people fight a regular war, they are naturally far from enough. However, this kind of conflict between more than a dozen people living in such small-scale conflicts is very good.

When we go back and forth, we actually competed with the powerful large circle of airborne soldiers! Over the past few days, 80% of the 100 soldiers sent by the first batch of 100 soldiers from the tower have died. However, nearly 50 masters have died in the large circle.

And I, what I paid was only tens of thousands of dollars!

If you have tens of thousands of dollars in the big circle, you will lose tens of millions... If you win and lose, you don’t need to ask.

As for human life...

I sneer, human life?

After the fat man died, I suddenly understood a truth!

Life is worthless! As long as you can help my friends, relatives, comrades, and brothers, don’t be hurt anymore...

No matter how many people die in other places, what does it have to do with me?

After two days, a string of numbers was added to General Qianta's private account, I believe that a new batch of African mercenaries will come soon.

Now, I asked Buck Teeth to go to Thailand to find the largest drug lord in the Golden Triangle to check the general, just to make the big circle unable to get out of the goods! At the same time, I also have to stab their supply of goods!

What is the most important thing in this world?

It’s not human favor! It’s not loyalty! It’s not loyalty!

It's strength!

Strength is the most important!

If I had enough strength, the fat man would not have died in front of me that day!

If human favors can change everything, the old cat, who taught me the killing skills with his own hands, would not chase me!

If loyalty is useful, then I will not be killed by Ye Huan!

Strength! Only overwhelming strength can truly control the balance of victory!

The strategy that Yang Wei gave me is to differentiate the internal strife of the big circle, and to target my plans, some people will definitely oppose and support me. I will try my best to win over non-hostile forces in the big circle.

But how can I win over? Do I come to the door to talk? Those big circles that Lao Qiu Ba came from will not miss you! Only when you show enough strength to make the enemy bow to you! They will cooperate with you obediently!

Be victorious?

Go fucking! It sounds nice to convince people with virtue, but it must also be based on the premise of having enough strength to deter people!

Since the phone number from the buck periodontal period contacted me, I waited for a full day before I waited for news from the buck periodontal periodontal period.

This time the phone call was called to me by Buck Periodontal. His voice on the phone was still sarcastic, but it was a little weird.

"Boss... I met General Chachai as you told me... But it seems that people don't believe you very much. Alas, this business trip is really unlucky. I stayed at home and lie on the bed and hugged the beautiful girl. But after hearing what you said, I came to Thailand. Now, I'm now pointed at a few guns on my head, and I'm going to see Fang Bazhi at any time."

I frowned: "What's wrong? Didn't you say that Cha guess is your old friend?"

"Old friend is an old friend... Mom, did he play mahjong or did I teach him back then?" A noise came from the phone, and then buck periodontal sighed: "Don't talk nonsense anymore... Check and guess. He wants to meet you and have an interview with you."

I frowned even deeper: "Interview... How do I go to Thailand when I am now?"

"Oh my God..." Buck period smiled exaggeratedly: "Boss. I think you are simply a pig... and a pig from the countryside! Don't you know that there are electronic communication technology in the world..."

Although the words of buck periodontal periodontal week are very inappropriate, at least it means that he is still safe now. It also means that there are still opportunities and hopes for things.

As for the interview he said...

My room was quickly equipped with a Dadi LCD screen, a microphone and communication equipment.

Then an hour later, I and General Chachai, who had been with the legendary drug lord from the Golden Triangle for decades, "meet" in this way.

Sitting in front of the screen, I naturally held the handle of the wheelchair with both hands and looked at the screen in front of me.

Because the signal is slightly delayed, the sound and image are slightly different from each other for two seconds, and the picture is also a bit tailing, but it doesn't matter.

On the screen, buck periodontal periodontal was wearing a typical Thai flower shirt, a cigar in his hand, and his hair was even more erect and seemed to be very leisurely.

But he was right, behind him, three guns pointed at his head at the same time.

Then, the picture flashed, as if someone turned the camera, a black and thin man appeared in front of the camera. He was wearing a Thai military uniform of more than ten years ago, but the epaulette on his shoulder was gone.

"Hello, the fifth master in the Vancouver circle... Oh, now you should call Mr. Chen from the Huaxing Gang." The little old man's appearance was very ordinary, but there was a wolf-like cold light in his eyes: "I'm checking and guessing, I think you have something to discuss with me, right?"

Unlike the drug lord leader I imagined, this general not only doesn't look rude, but he speaks English smoothly, but his accent is a bit weird.

"Yes, General Chacha." My face remained unchanged, and I slowly said in an almost numb tone: "I hope I can get your help... I hope you can use your influence to temporarily cut off the supply of drugs from the Daquangang."

After hearing what I said, the old man in front of the camera snorted, as if mocking me for being overestimated: "Do you know, how much drug I provide to the Daquan Gang every month? Even if it is only temporarily cut off for one month, how much will I lose?" After pausing, he sneered again: "And why do you come to propose this condition to me?"

Facing his hostility, I didn't realize it, and smiled softly, and then I whispered: "I think you have seen everything that happened in Canada in the past month."

"..." The other party didn't say anything, just looked at the screen.

I said relaxedly: "In fact, the drug market in North America has always been occupied by drug lords in South America. There are a large number of drug planting in South America. Previously, the goods from the Golden Triangle were only supplied to the Asian and Middle East markets, as well as a small part of the European market! But since three years ago, this situation changed! God blessed, the hurricanes in several consecutive months have caused great losses to the planting in South America, and the harvest that year has almost been lost. Then, taking advantage of the opportunity of North America's shortage of goods, the goods from the Golden Triangle continued to flow into the North American market through the Asian large circle! I believe that General Chachao must have made a lot of money in the past three years, right?"

"Hmph..." The little old man on the screen didn't say anything, but just replied to me with the voice in his nose.
Chapter completed!