"What are you good for!"
Big Leva roared furiously at his subordinates in his villa like a mad dog.
"I offered so much money, yet no one can kill him?! What's the background of this guy?!"
"That man has an unusual background..."
Big Leva's subordinate cautiously said, "According to the information we've gathered, he owns a defense company and has significant connections with the US military and the CIA. He even has his own Special Soldier School in Venezuela. It is said that the dissolution of Colombia's AUC armed forces also had something to do with him."
"Was that the war between ELN and AUC?"
Big Leva was genuinely shocked this time.
As a major Mexican drug lord, he was, of course, familiar with the situation in Colombia.
Because the Mexican drug market had a substantial portion of Colombian supply.
After all, Mexico borders the United States, and the US-Mexico border is a convenient drug trafficking route. Colombian drug dealers selling narcotics to North America find it best to route through Mexico.
Smuggling on one's own is not impossible but would require sea transportation.
The US Coast Guard is not to be underestimated; even if using narco-submarines, not only is the quantity limited, but the risks and costs are significantly higher than using the US-Mexico border.
Thus, Mexican and Colombian drug dealers have remained in contact and shared a good relationship.
That war involved tens of thousands of people.
It ended with the defeat of the AUC forces.
"Yes, boss."
Big Leva's subordinate said, "It is said that he supported Morins of the ELN, which is why Morins was able to win."
"No, that's not right..."
Big Leva interrupted his subordinate.
"That's impossible!"
He furrowed his brows and thought hard before saying, "That war was mainly led by government forces, and they collaborated with AUC to eliminate the ELN forces. There were also rumors that the US military was involved, supporting the Colombian government forces. If that's true, then Song Heping should be antagonistic toward the US military. How could he now be associated with the CIA?"
His subordinate also felt something was off with the logic but couldn't explain it, so he shook his head and said, "I'm not sure either, but this is what the intelligence broker reported."
"What intelligence broker! I think you've been deceived!"
Big Leva was very displeased.
"Increase the bounty again, $20 million! I want him dead!"
His subordinate quickly nodded, "Yes."
"What are you still doing here?! Go get it done!"
After his subordinate had left, Big Leva was still seething with residual anger.
His brother had died.
According to the news, he was shot dead by the police during a firefight after a prison escape.
Then the whole group, only Shorty was still alive; the rest were dead.
This puzzled Big Leva.
Was it just Shorty's good luck?
He sensed something fishy.
The current police spokesperson openly stated on the show that these drug dealers were burned to ash. However, there were reasons to suspect they were dead before the firefight explosion, as bullet holes were found in remaining skull fragments, indicating they were shot directly in the head.
This left Big Leva unsure of which information to believe.
Which was the truth?
Shorty also called him, wanting to discuss a partnership.
Big Leva had no interest in collaborating with this guy.
Now, all he had towards Shorty was anger and hatred.
If he hadn't sent his brother to that villa meeting arranged by him, his brother probably wouldn't have been jailed and wouldn't be dead now.
And Shorty still had the nerve to talk about cooperation?!
The two bickered on the phone to no avail, ending the call on bad terms.
Cooperation?!
In your next life!
Just thinking about it, he suddenly saw two cars driving up to the grand gate in the distance.
He knew his guests had arrived.
Two bulletproof vehicles entered the courtyard, and Leva quickly stepped forward, standing by the car with his arms open early.
"Sanchez! My good brother!"
At this moment, Leva's face was filled with smiles and passion, his previous annoyance and slyness had disappeared.