A Stern Devil

Chapter 557: Stab in the back

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I snorted and pretended not to listen to his nonsense: "I'm asking you about Thailand!"

"Oh... General Chachai's people have already contacted me, and he expressed his willingness to see me... But there is also a bad news... I heard that the big circle has also sent people to see General Chachai. Alas, now our two families are against each other. If If we meet, will they kill me? I don’t want to be put in a sack and thrown into a ravine in Thailand.”

"Stop talking nonsense, finish your work and be careful yourself... Well, if it is done, I will give you a beach house when you come back."

"Oh yeah!" Bao Yazhou laughed and said, "Okay, with money, I will be motivated to work!"

After hanging up the phone, I sighed.

Damn, so greedy for money! Buck teeth Zhou is not the father of a small money fan, right

But this guy with buck teeth is really weird. As an old courtier left over from the Eighth Master's era, this guy is first-class in intelligence and cunning. Especially in the aspect of pretending to be crazy and acting stupid, it is even more extreme.

I have felt for a long time that Bao Ya did much more than just a simple job of being a lawyer under Eighth Master. Moreover, it seems that he is also very familiar with the situation inside the big circle, and seems to be somewhat inextricably linked. But this guy is an absolute powerful person, he will follow whoever is strong, and will always choose to stand by the winner. There is absolutely no such ridiculous idea of "swearing allegiance to the death" in his mind. So, because of this, I never forced him. As for the many secrets hidden in his heart, I never asked, as long as he wholeheartedly helped me do things.

Thailand... well, Thailand...

In the big circle of Asia, from the beginning of the early days of bright swords and guns, in the current big circle of Asia, the drug business is their important business. Especially the Golden Triangle area.

Calculated, most of the annual drug supply in the big circle comes from the Golden Triangle area, Thais, Burmese and so on. And if I want to deal with the big circle, in the current situation, I'm afraid I can't go to the door directly.

And when I sent Baoya Zhou to Thailand, it was to ask to meet a drug tycoon in Thailand! One of the top drug lords in the Golden Triangle, General Chachai.

It is said to be a "general", but in fact it is a small warlord in the Golden Triangle area. His subordinates have formed a guerrilla army and only a few plantations. Thailand's previous government and this government came to power through coups, and the handover of power also relied on coups.

Every time one side falls, some military forces will naturally fall along with it. Among the officers who collapsed, some have simply changed from the army to the armed forces of bandits or drug lords.

The inextricably linked relationship here is hard to say. In short, the news Bao Yazhou told me is: General Chachai was once a senior military officer in Thailand. After the coup several decades ago, he went to the Golden Triangle area to become a big drug lord. It is also deeply ingrained, even for the sake of it!

More importantly, he controls the source of a considerable part of the Golden Triangle's drugs! Even in a sense, he can be regarded as a person who is similar to the status of "Leader". Every year, the supply of drugs and the distribution ratio must be checked and guessed by the general, so that the drug lords, big and small, can proceed smoothly.

The big circle is no exception!

After all, although the big circle is in the 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 of the Golden Triangle. And General Chachai, a local snake, has an established army with guns under his command, and the big circle will give him some points. Especially the supply of drugs every year, you have to let Cha guess a bit before you can get the cake.

I asked Baoya to meet Chachai, just to find out if there is a chance to stab Daquan in the back again!

The recent series of "anti-drug" work in Canada has almost robbed the Canadian police's anti-narcotics department of their jobs. These anti-narcotics police hardly need to work hard. They only need to wait for the news that there has been a fight every day, and then they will come to collect the corpses and "seize" a large amount of drugs by the way. Such a leisure life is a leisurely one.

It's just that it's a big mess. According to my information, in the past 20 days, a large number of drugs sent by the big circle and shipped to Canada were swallowed up, causing heavy losses.

The route by sea was nearly strangled.

I am a coward, well-informed, and Captain Wick, the old sea smuggler, gave me news, and I almost know the route at sea! The goods shipped out by the big circle were destroyed, so naturally they refused to stop. In the next few days, elite "airborne troops" were dispatched to escort the goods.

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

To be honest, judging from the results of the battle, the "airborne troops" are really strong if the big circle has been able to run rampant for so many years! Although I was victorious in terms of results, but in terms of casualties. But the big circle had the upper hand.

The combat power of the "airborne troops" they sent is basically higher than the soldiers I bought from Yunta! The loss of writing power is almost one to two!

But for these elite fighters, if the big circle dies, there will be one less! They are not expendable! But I am not afraid!

That old rogue warlord of Yunta has nothing else to do but human life is worthless! Moreover, black people are naturally physically strong, and many of them are fighters from local clans and tribes. Although they may not be very strong from the perspective of professional soldiers, those barbarians dare to go out to hunt beasts like leopards and lions Needless to say, the skills of a good hunter. Everyone is issued a gun, and with a little training, he is a pretty good fighter.

If such a person fights a regular war, it is naturally far from enough to watch. But this kind of small-scale conflict between dozens of people or dozens of people is very good at it.

You come and go, and you are actually on par with the tyrannical large circle of paratroopers! Over the past few days, most of the first hundred soldiers sent by the Kunta have died. But the big circle also killed nearly fifty masters.

And me, what I paid was only a few hundred thousand dollars!

Hundreds of thousands of dollars, in exchange for tens of millions of losses in your big circle... No need to ask who wins and who loses.

As for human life...

I sneered, human life

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

Human life is worthless! As long as my friends around me, my relatives, my comrades-in-arms, and my brothers don’t get hurt anymore…

No matter how many other people die, it has nothing to do with me!

After two days of waiting for a string of numbers to appear in the private account of General Yunta, I believe that a new batch of African mercenaries will come over soon.

Now, I asked Baoya to go to Thailand to find General Chachai, the biggest drug lord in the Golden Triangle, just to make the big circle not only unable to export the goods! At the same time, they have to put a knife in their source of goods!

What is the most important thing in this world

It's not a favor! It's not loyalty! It's not about loyalty!

It is strength!

Strength is the most important thing!

If I had enough strength, Fatty wouldn't have died in front of me that day!

If favors can change everything, Master Lao Mao, who personally taught me how to kill, would not chase me down!

If loyalty is useful, then I won't be killed by Ye Huan!

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

Yang Wei's strategy for me, dividing the inside of the big circle, the internal strife in the big circle, and the plan against me, there must be some people who oppose it and some people support it. I want to take the opportunity to win over non-hostile forces in the big circle as much as possible.

But how do I win over? Come to talk? Those big circles that Lao Qiuba was born in will not ignore you! Only you have shown enough strength to make the enemy bow to you! They will obediently cooperate with you!

Convince people with virtue

fuck it! Convincing people with virtue sounds good to say, but it must also be based on the premise of having enough strength to deter!

Since the phone call from Bao Ya Zhou contacted me, I waited for another full day before I got the news from Bao Ya Zhou.

This time it was Bao Yazhou who called me. His voice on the phone was still weird, but it was a little more weird.

"Boss... I met with General Chachai according to your instructions... However, it seems that he doesn't believe you very much. Alas, this business trip is really unlucky. I will stay at home and lie on the bed hugging the beautiful woman. I just listened to your words and came to Thailand, now I’m fine, I’ve got several guns pointed at my head, and I’m going to meet Fang Bazhi at any moment.”

I frowned: "What's the matter? Didn't you say that Cha Guai is your old friend?"

"Old friends are old friends... Damn, I taught him how he played mahjong." There was a murmur on the phone, and then Zhou Zhou sighed: "Stop talking nonsense... Guess, he wants to see you." Your side, to talk to you."

My brows furrowed deeper: "Interview... How can I go to Thailand like this?"

"Oh my god..." Bao Yazhou laughed exaggeratedly: "Boss, I think you are a pig... And you are a pig from the countryside! Don't you know that there is such a thing as electronic communication technology in the world..."

Although Buck Ya Zhou's words are very indecent, it at least shows that he is still safe now. And it shows that things still have opportunities and hope.

As for the interview he said...

A large LCD screen, a microphone, and communication equipment were quickly installed in my room.

Then just an hour later, I "meeted" in this way with the legendary drug lord of the Golden Triangle, General Chachai who has been in power for decades.

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, there is a slight difference of two seconds between the sound and the image, and the picture is also a little smeared, but it doesn't matter.

On the screen, Bao Yazhou is wearing a typical Thai flowered shirt, holding a cigar in his hand, and his hair is standing on end with glossy hair, which seems to be very leisurely.

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

Then, the screen flickered for a moment. It seemed that someone had turned the camera, and a black and thin man appeared in front of the camera. He was wearing a Thai military uniform more than ten years ago, but the epaulettes on his shoulders were gone.

"Hello, Fifth Master from the Vancouver circle... Oh, I should call you Mr. Chen from the Huaxing Gang now." , I think, you have something to discuss with me, right?"

Unlike the drug lord I imagined, this General Chachai not only does not look rude, but also speaks English fluently, but his accent is a bit weird.

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

After hearing what I said, the little old man in front of the camera snorted, as if mocking my overreaching: "Do you know how much drug I provide to the Daquan Gang every month, even if it's just for a month? , then how much will I lose?" After a pause, he sneered again: "Besides, why did you raise this condition with me?"

Facing his hostility, I didn't notice it, smiled lightly, and then I whispered: "I think you have seen what happened in Canada in the past month."

"..." The other party didn't speak, but just looked at the screen.

I said easily: "In fact, the North American drug market has always been occupied by South American drug lords. There are a large number of drug cultivation circles in South America. Previously, the products in the Golden Triangle were only supplied to Asian and Middle Eastern markets, and many A small part of the European market! But since three years ago, this situation has changed! God bless, the continuous months of hurricanes have caused great losses to the plantations in South America, and the harvest of that year was almost lost. Then, while Due to the shortage of goods in North America, the goods from the Golden Triangle flowed into the North American market through the Asian circle! I believe that General Chachai must have made a lot of money in the past three years, right?"

"Huh..." The little old man on the screen didn't speak, but replied me with the voice in his nose.

"After that, the plantations in South America resumed production and planting, but because they missed a whole year, the market has been occupied by drugs from the Golden Triangle of Asia. And your goods are cheaper in terms of price, so even South American The plantation has regained its vitality, and it is impossible to completely snatch the market back. According to the information I have, in the past few years, the market share of South American drug organizations in the United States has dropped by 20%! And in Canada... it has dropped even more Sixty percent! And the lost market, to put it bluntly, fell into the pockets of the leaders of the Golden Triangle headed by General Chachai.”