King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 390 - 374: Pleasant Conversation

Monica hid in the cabin, witnessing the entire process of how Joe Ga invited Alejandro.

Except for Ayu’s rather irritable demeanor, Joe Ga maintained a smile throughout, with an impeccable manner that filled Monica’s eyes with admiration.

The once fearsome Alejandro, who in Southern California had seemed capable of anything, suddenly didn’t seem so terrifying anymore.

Monica could charm high-ranking officials and socialites with ease, but agents like Frester and law-defying figures like Alejandro could rob her of her peace of mind.

She was a beautiful venomous Spider, but she needed a solid fulcrum to have a chance at weaving a ’web’ that could protect herself and strike at her opponents at the same time.

Now, Joe Ga was that ’fulcrum’!

Watching Joe Ga warmly invite Alejandro into the cabin, it was as if Monica had forgotten how she’d been trembling just minutes before; she naturally brought over two glasses of iced whiskey for the two men and then, with a smile, gestured to the three scarcely dressed women and said, "Come with me, you’re smelling too strong now..."

Joe Ga watched as Alejandro’s eyes followed Monica deeper into the yacht. He laughed, waved his hand, and snapping his fingers, said, "Hey buddy, why do you suddenly look like a horny teenager in the throes of puberty?

Do you want to kill Monica because she caused losses to the Gulf Group, or is it because she turned you down?"

As Joe Ga observed Alejandro’s suddenly darkening expression, he burst out laughing, saying, "I’m just joking. Let’s talk about you...

What kind of deal can I offer to make you forget about Monica?"

Alejandro, staring into Joe Ga’s eyes, said gravely, "Monica not only stole the money left by my father but also collaborated with the Sinaloa Group, destroying the Gulf Group’s network in Juarez and causing us losses exceeding one billion US dollars. Experience more tales on novelbuddy

What do you think can compensate for the damage she has caused us?

She must die, or others will follow her example and oppose the Gulf Group.

She must die, or my family will never be able to hold its head high within the Gulf Group again."

Watching the firm expression on the man’s face, Joe Ga might have believed him if this weren’t his own boat.

Joe Ga wasn’t angry though; the fact that Alejandro was sitting there meant he was open to negotiations. Coming out with strong words was just his way of asking for the sky.

Raising his whiskey to clink with Alejandro, Joe Ga took a sip and said, "We both know that one billion is just a figure of speech—what really ends up in the Gulf Group’s hands, or should I say, in your hands, might not even be one-tenth of that.

Buddy, losing Juarez didn’t collapse your business; your drugs are still continuously entering America by sea, though it has just become a bit pricier."

As Joe Ga watched Alejandro’s noncommittal reaction, he laughed and shook his head, saying, "You hate Monica so much because her actions have lowered your family’s status within the Gulf Group, right?

If I give you a chance to restore your family’s prestige, could you forget Monica exists?

Actually, making a woman ’disappear’ is easy. Find a corpse for your men to kill, and then let Monica lie low in the East for a while, and the problem is solved."

Alejandro shook his head resolutely and said, "Not enough!"

Joe Ga knew the man was vying for leverage; he put down his glass and relaxed into the soft sofa, locking eyes with Alejandro.

Only when Alejandro slightly averted his gaze, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, did Joe Ga speak again, "Do you know how extensive the drug trafficking network of Sinaloa in Los Angeles is?

I’m aware the Gulf Group has had conflicts with Sinaloa, and that there have been some unwritten rules.

If I could let you take over part of this network without directly clashing with Sinaloa, do you think that would help your family’s honor?"

Remembering how Joe Ga had earlier made a phone call to send the Coast Guard away, Alejandro fell silent for a moment, then gulped down his whiskey, leaned forward on the coffee table, eyes fixed on Joe Ga, and said in a deep voice, "Not enough! Just a part is not enough!"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga knew the man was ready to compromise, so he grinned and said, "The Sinaloa Group took the entire network of Juarez with official support, kicking you out.

Now, I’m giving you the chance, with official support, to dismantle Sinaloa’s network in Los Angeles, allowing you to step in and fill the void.

You want more? No problem, but that depends on how much help you can offer."

As Joe Ga pointed toward the cabin door, he chuckled, "That’s my final offer. I’m giving you 3 minutes to think.

If you shake your head, I’ll throw you back to your yacht, and then tomorrow, I will target the Gulf Group’s Los Angeles network, as it makes no difference to me."

Joe Ga’s bold words left Alejandro a bit insecure.

Actually, he had already grasped Joe Ga’s intention...

The Gulf Group had its own sales network and territory in Los Angeles, but it was interspersed with nodes from the Sinaloa Group.

Joe Ga was hinting—if you provide a bit of information, I can help you sweep away the troublesome Sinaloa nodes, and then you can send your own people to take over.

These two groups, different from the purely violent organizations like Seta and Jalisco, followed traditional strategies of merging officialdom with business.

Although they both appeared very brutal externally, they had managed to maintain basic restraint between themselves in the past.

Alejandro caught Joe Ga’s drift, and he had to admit, he was tempted...

Alejandro, looking at the composed Joe Ga, said solemnly, "Who exactly are you?"

Joe Ga, spreading his hands nonchalantly said, "I’m a DEA cooperating contractor. You can call me Hu Lang."

Joe Ga seemed to suddenly remember something as he spoke, he slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot to tell you, the real person who screwed you guys over is a guy named Harlotte."

He ordered a CIA agent named Frester to seduce Monica into carrying out the operation against you guys.

I’ve already sent Frester to the big house, and I’ve had a bit of a clash with Harlotte over interests.

I’m guessing you guys don’t even know how you lost, see, I’ve avenged you somewhat, and I didn’t even ask for payment.

I’m very sincere, because at least in this matter, we stand on the same side..."

Alejandro looked at Joe Ga, who always wore a smile, and after a few seconds of silence, said, "I need some assurance, otherwise, how would I know this isn’t yet another trap?"

Joe Ga knew Alejandro had compromised...

He actually didn’t know how profitable the drug trafficking network in Los Angeles could be, but he seized the point that Alejandro hated Sinaloa even more and was eager to restore his family’s reputation.

Second-generation drug lords can’t firmly establish themselves by sheer ruthlessness alone, dead people don’t bring profits, they do business to make money, whoever earns more has a louder voice.

He needed to achieve something to solidify his family’s position in the group.

It was because he temporarily had no breakthrough that he was dead set on Monica, after all, ’vengeance’ was also a legitimate concern.

Now that Joe Ga had pointed him to a clear path, how could he not follow it?

Watching the complex look of forced fierceness on Alejandro’s face, yet filled with anticipation, Joe Ga slightly shook his head...

He didn’t like drug traffickers, and bullying Alejandro didn’t seem interesting because the next time they dealt with each other, they might be enemies.

After a brief moment of thought, Joe Ga rubbed his temples and said, "Selas, you should have heard the name; it’s a high-value target we’ve marked as belonging to the Sinaloa Group.

If you’re capable, you can follow him, by tomorrow at the latest, Selas and his associated network will face a heavy blow.

If you just want an easy payoff, you can arrange for your people to move in after they’re swept away.

But if you want more, then you’ll have to provide some information to me.

I believe there’s a sense of kinship between beasts, and you surely understand Sinaloa better than we do."

As Joe Ga spoke, he felt Monica walk up behind him, resting his head against her breasts as she gently pressed upon his head...

From the strength of her technique, it was clearly practiced.

Joe Ga sighed comfortably before glancing at the several women who walked out without dressing, and with a smile said, "Buddy, hurry up and nod in agreement to my terms, and then you can go back and enjoy a pleasant night."

Monica, glancing at Alejandro pondering, lowered her voice by Joe Ga’s ear and said, "Actually, you could keep them here; among them are two slightly famous TV actresses. They’re here accompanying this guy because they owed him a lot of money."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga looked at them curiously, then shook his head and said, "I’m not God, I can’t save those in debt.

You’re not a saint either, so stop pretending to be kind.

Giving me women won’t get you a raise!"

Monica, kneading Joe Ga’s shoulders with her hands and bringing her pretty face close to his ear, whispered softly, "Besides this, I don’t know how else to thank you."

Monica’s affection towards Joe Ga seemed to irritate Alejandro greatly; he stood up and said sternly, "We have a deal, as long as I see results tomorrow, I will forget about that damned woman."

Joe Ga stood up, reached out his hand to Alejandro, and after a firm handshake, smiled and said, "Leave me your phone number, and I’ll have someone inform you to arrange your people to take over the territory.

Remember, this is a joint operation by the DEA, FBI, and Los Angeles police force.

You can pass on any intelligence you know to us, and after reaping the benefits, don’t get too arrogant or make too much noise.

OK?"

Alejandro, staring deeply into Joe Ga’s eyes, nodded emphatically and said, "OK!"

After saying this, Alejandro gave Monica a long look, and seemed to suddenly lose interest in the women, turned around, and left the yacht’s cabin, cutting the mooring rope and steering the yacht away.

After watching the guy leave, Joe Ga looked at Monica and said, "What on earth did you do to him? He seems deeply hurt by you!"

Monica, with a smiling approach to Joe Ga’s ear, whispered a few words, to which Joe Ga incredulously said, "No way, that guy seems normal enough, needs to bring several undressed women when going to sea, how can he have such a problem?"

Monica shrugged slightly and said, "Maybe he’s trying to prove he’s normal."

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With that, Monica looked at the confused women, suggestively turned Joe Ga’s head towards them, and said, "Are you sure you won’t consider it? We might be staying here for a while, it’ll be exciting with more people around..."

Joe Ga rubbed his nose, and as he walked out, said, "I think a truckload of money is more attractive to me.

Would you like to come along and see? Maybe that money will motivate you more, and if one day you think of a way I can’t refuse, I might just surrender."