Chapter 458: Brewing Waves
"I've got a fleet of ships going through the Straits of Malacca to Singapore, and it's full of heavy industrial parts, and if I could, I'd like to hire at least two squads, preferably with heavy weapons, because, you know, those pirates never look at whether a bullet can hit them, they only look at the caliber of the weapon." Nicole. Li pondered, tapped his fingers on the table, and said with a frown.
Two squads?
Between 12~16 people.
"Yes, but the Singapore government won't allow us to enter the country, so we'll have to return if we can get you to the shoreline."
"Of course, the Singapore Coast Defence will help us." Nicole. Li glanced at Smith and bowed slightly, "How much does this cost?" β
Gao Jun thought in his heart, "Eighty thousand dollars is enough." β
The price of this kind of sea guard is on the high side, but Gao Jun didn't want to scare the rich man away with a big price, so he took out two business cards and handed them over, "In the future, long-term cooperation can be discounted, and the divine armed forces will also have activities, and the two of you will pay more attention to it when the time comes." β
Nicole. Lee was very pleased with the offer.
He compared the quotations of other security companies, Blackwater Company needs 200,000 US dollars, and Daiyang International Group needs 170,000 US dollars, the prices are generally high, Gao Jun shouted 80,000 yuan is already very "human", so he didn't even hesitate, and directly made a decision, and when Smith on the side saw this, he was about to shout a wave, he heard the high heels slightly messy, obviously the owner was very anxious.
Sosphia shook her hips, walked over quickly, and muttered a few words in Gao Jun's ear.
"Huh?" Gao Jun raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?" β
The German secretary nodded, "I've been contacted several times, but no one answered." β
"Something happened..."
"Mr. Gao, did the above happen? If I need help, I think I can help. "Nikkle. Lee asked. The most important thing is that he thinks that the other party can make friends, and they are doing ocean foreign trade, if they have friends with guns in their hands, it would be better.
Gao Jun groaned, "I have a group of employees who have lost contact in Mexico. β
"Mexico?" Nicole. Lee looked at Smith with a frown and smiled. "Sir, that's your territory."
"I'm just having a little business somewhere." Smith shook his head and smiled bitterly, pinning the ring on his finger, "If you want to find someone, I think I can help, tell me the location of the disappearance and what it looks like, and I will let my subordinates in Mexico find it." β
This old guy looks like he's doing a bit of a big business in Mexico.
Is it to sell flour?
However, what does this have to do with Gao Jun, all he wants now is news from Peter, but he has to show calm on his face, pick up the wine glass, and touch it lightly with the wine glass that the other party has placed on the table, "Thank you." β
"That's what I'm supposed to do, aren't we friends?" Smith said.
Gao Jun was stunned for a moment, but then after reacting, he nodded, "Yes, we are friends." β
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Peter's head was swirling, the sky was spinning, his eyes were half-open and he could see the ceiling, and he tried to turn his head, and there were several corpses lying beside him, the employee named "Ben" was staring wide, blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and the wound on his neck was obviously fatal.
He heard a series of footsteps approaching in a daze, and tried to raise his right hand, but found that his muscles were weak.
A heavily armed, masked soldier had just searched in, and with his head down, he saw Peter's chest heaving and pressing the headset, "Boss, there's a live mouth here." β
Behind him walked a man over 185 cm tall, with two bare eyes that were a little sharp.
"Do you want to kill him?" The previous soldiers asked, according to their previous style, they would never leave a living mouth, the purpose was to make those drug dealers afraid, but this person didn't seem to be a drug dealer, have you ever seen a flour seller wearing a suit for thousands of dollars?
Belch... Of course, there are, but I'm afraid they all belong to the big guys. Ordinary people, who can afford to dress?
"Tie him back." The Commander said with a deep groan.
Several soldiers were rude, they didn't care if Peter was injured or not, they dragged him out, and the pain was so severe that Peter was a little dizzy, and more importantly, it seemed that everyone else was dead except himself?
The rhythm of the annihilation!
"There's still a living one here!" Suddenly there was another shout behind him, and Peter opened his eyes vigorously, and tried to turn his head away, and saw that Tumus had been pulled out of the pile of dead men, and his eyes were closed, and if it were not for the twitching corners of his mouth and the heaving of his chest, he would have thought he was dead.
"He's still aliveβ" Peter breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head, and finally fainted.
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After Gao Jun sent Smith and the others away, his face suddenly fell, "Give me a call from Mr. Soros." β
It's been a long time since Sosphia has seen a boss with such an expression, and the last time I saw him, a group of people died in Africa...
She hurriedly took out the phone and dialed Soros, who was far away in Spain, and as soon as it rang twice, a lazy reply rang from the other side, "Hey, Gao, don't you know that it's rude to disturb others at this time?" β
This point?
Spain and the United States haven't reversed black and white, right?
Could it be that he is fooling around in broad daylight?
"! Lao Tzu is tired and tired to make money, and the big dog is good, lying there sleeping with a woman. Of course, these words were scolded by Gao Jun in his heart, and he said directly, "Peter is missing in Mexico and can't be contacted, I asked him to help me negotiate a business, and you can help me check?" β
"Peter is missing?" Soros was also visibly taken aback, and his voice became serious, "When?" β
For someone like HWP who is in the black business, every small action can lead to a big thing, not to mention, a high-level figure like Peter has disappeared.
"I can't contact him today..."
"I'll let my Mexican forces help me find out."
"It's better to hurry, there's more time, I'm afraid something will happen." Gao Jun frowned, and after repeating a few words, he hung up the phone, even if he was in a hurry now, he could only suppress his heart.
Some always likes to pounce on you when you are anxious, can't there be a few people to help you share some of it?
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Night, Mexico City!
Usually the interpersonal depression, few people dare to walk on the road at this time, even if they are tourists, most of them are kindly reminded not to walk at night in Mexico, but at this time, it is a few strong lights on the most prosperous street, from the T-junction to drive countless cars, and finally gathered together, from the car down close to a few hundred people, three fierce-looking Mexicans looked at each other, and snorted coldly.
"I called you here today, because the big guy above has news, let's find someone." One of them, an older-looking, bearded-faced man, took a few puffs of a cigarette in his mouth.
They all belong to Mexico's "Northern Union Youth League" flour group, this organization is not large, of course, there is no way to compare with the five bigwig groups, but the power in Mexico should not be underestimated, in the Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency, they are in the second camp, armed as more than 3,000 people! If you add the "players" who produce flour for their service, this group is close to thirty thousand!
Moreover, these people are cruel, they like to cut off people's heads the most, and they have their own wins and losses in battles with the regular army.
Such a person has close to $3 billion in free sales a year...