The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Puerto Madero, Buenos Aires.

Inside the headquarters of the United Group, Cahill, the marketing director from West Coast Technologies, concluded the business negotiations.

Lopez personally came to the conference room, shook hands with Cahill, and said, "I wish us a pleasant cooperation in the future."

After several days of consultations, both parties reached an agreement on all cooperation terms.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Cahill was unaware of what the group was doing behind the scenes and had high hopes for a successful negotiation, which was somewhat evident on his face.

Lopez could tell, so he was quite relieved.

Both parties jointly drafted the cooperation terms. Cahill specifically stated, "I will send the relevant contract terms to Los Angeles for review by the company. It may take a little time, but it's not a problem if they are all approved."

This is normal business procedure, Lopez nodded: "Understood."

Cahill continued, "Next month, President Henderson and Chairman Hawke Osmond will be coming to Buenos Aires, and the formal business contract will be signed when they arrive."

Lopez laughed heartily: "I'm really looking forward to their arrival."

Cahill took his leave and shook hands with him again: "I hope we can achieve more cooperation in the future."

Lopez once again escorted the West Coast technology business delegation to the building entrance, and only went to a special meeting room on the first floor after they got into the car.

Angel and an assistant are waiting here.

Lopez asked, "What, is there news from Washington again?"

Angel smiled helplessly: "They want you to get rid of Hawke Osment as soon as possible."

"As soon as possible? What else can they do besides urging us?" Lopez was under immense psychological pressure from targeting an American tycoon. After being pressured repeatedly, he couldn't help but explode: "Hawk Osment is in America. If they want to get rid of him quickly, they can just do it directly. Why bother coming all the way to Argentina!"

Angel stood by without saying a word.

If it were so easy to do it in the United States, of course they wouldn't hire Argentinians to do it.

Lopez vented his frustrations and quickly regained his composure, saying to Angel, "Tell those people in Washington that Hawke Osment is confirmed to come to Argentina next month. Tell them to be patient and wait. He has already set a date. If I keep urging him, it will only arouse suspicion and cause all the work we've done so far to go to waste."

Angel said, "I will communicate with Washington."

Lopez waved his hand and looked at his assistant: "How's it going with the piranhas?"

"We received feedback yesterday," the assistant said quickly. "They've received the deposit and are working hard on training, especially on rapid attacks and retreats within cities."

He swallowed hard and continued, "The piranha's contact mentioned in the message that they can set off at any time as long as we give the order."

Lopez has always been pleased with the piranhas; these mercenaries have helped him eliminate many competitors in the past.

In business warfare, sometimes simple and brute-force methods are particularly effective.

Lopez instructed his assistant to contact Piranha immediately after receiving the notification from him, and then returned to his office.

He told his secretary, "Contact the Los Angeles Coast Building and ask if Hawke Osment has time; I need to speak with him on the phone."

The secretary dialed the number, and an assistant answered. After a short wait, the call was transferred to another location.

Lopez picked up the phone and said, "Hawk, we've finalized all the terms of the deal today."

Hawke, on the other end, said, "I received a fax from Cahill and I am very satisfied with the collaboration."

He also made a gesture to appease the Argentine jerk: "My itinerary is basically set. I'll be going to Argentina on the 5th of next month and should arrive in Buenos Aires on the same day. I'll have my assistant send you the itinerary later."

“That’s great! I can’t wait to see you in Argentina.” Lopez said in the tone of an old friend he hadn’t seen in years: “When you come here, you must experience the charm of Argentina.”

Hawke laughed heartily: "I've heard that Argentina has a unique and beautiful landscape."

The two talked for about five minutes before hanging up.

Hawke called Edward over and said, "Contact Henderson, draw up an itinerary, and fax it to the United Group."

Edward responded and then added, "I received feedback from Henderson that he has met with Maximo, and the talks went very smoothly. Maximo is very interested in the cooperation proposal."

Hawke was not surprised. The Kirchner family had controlled the Argentine presidency for many years, with Cristina Fernández de Kirchner and her husband taking office in the presidential palace. López Obrador wanted to use the power of the Americans to challenge the Kirchner family's power, so the two sides were naturally on opposite sides.

Throughout the history of power transitions around the world, most have been accompanied by fierce, bloody competition.

Where the light cannot be found, there is only the clash of swords and the shadows of war.

“Since the Kirchner family wants to eliminate their rivals and profit from it, let them do more,” Hawke told Edward. “Inform Henderson that his next plan can be implemented.”

Edward knew what the plan was, but he didn't object at all.

If you want to dismantle the interest group centered around Hawke, you must be prepared for retaliation.

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Boca District, Buenos Aires.

Javier Lopez drove a Land Rover and parked it in front of a bar.

He got out of the car, tossed the keys to the valet, and started talking to the people who came out to greet him.

In a nearby van, Zanetti said to Alvarez on the other side, "Do you see that clearly? This is Lopez's half-brother."

"Are there serious problems between the brothers?" Alvarez asked.

Zanetti, who works for Maximo, knows a great deal about the families of potential rivals. He said, "The Lopez family wasn't exactly wealthy before. Old Lopez had an affair, forced a divorce from his wife, and then married the woman he had an affair with... It's a very dramatic family soap opera, and the ending is also unpleasant. Lopez's mother died of a serious illness, and Old Lopez had a son with his new wife. After Lopez became wealthy, before Old Lopez died, he begged his son to take care of his younger brother and stepmother."

Alvarez asked curiously, "Lopez agreed?"

“It is said that he agreed to take care of them because of their bloodline,” Zanetti said. “Lopez gives Javier and his mother a sum of money every month, enough for them to live a wealthy life. But once a person’s greed is activated, it will never be satisfied. Javier wants to join the United Group and has always felt that at least a quarter of the United Group’s assets should belong to him because Lopez’s initial capital came from his father, Lopez.”

Alvarez didn't understand.

Zanetti explained, "It was the money that Lopez's mother received from her father after their divorce."

He continued, "In the Argentine elections, there are only so many potential candidates. After López showed his political ambitions, we took notice of him, found Javier, and catered to his interests by sending someone to become his friend." Alvarez thought to himself, "There's definitely a reason why the Kirchners were elected president of Argentina one after another."

Zanetti added, "Based on our people's long-term contact with Javier, it can be basically determined that he is ambitious but incompetent, not very bright, and always trying to gain benefits. However, he does one thing well: he knows that his life depends on Lopez, and he behaves very cautiously and modestly in front of Lopez."

Alvarez nodded: "Looks like a good tool."

Zanetti chuckled. "A tool? That's a very fitting term for Javier. He can be a tool for us to achieve our plans."

Alvarez and his superiors will not fully trust Zanetti, nor the Kirchner family behind him.

He had already made targeted preparations.

Those affiliated with the hurricane had already quietly gathered around Javier, monitoring his situation.

Inside the bar, Javier was drinking with two friends, one of whom was a strikingly beautiful woman.

The lives of the wealthy should not be too extravagant or chaotic.

Alcohol stimulated their brains, and the three of them became excited. In this private room, which was somewhat isolated from the outside world, one woman and two men rolled around together.

Not satisfied with their stay, the three of them checked out and left a dozen minutes later. They got into Javier's Land Rover and went to a nearby hotel, where they entered a suite on the top floor.

In the darkness, a miniature drone quietly flew to the outside of the suite window, its tiny, almost imperceptible camera pointed at the window, capturing everything that was happening inside.

Higher in the night sky, several drones hovered, observing the surrounding situation.

The hurricane team is basically certain that there is nothing unusual around Javier.

The van entered the parking lot below the hotel.

Zanetti handed an earpiece to Alvarez and said, "Listen to what they have to say."

Alvarez took it and listened attentively.

At the beginning, it was interspersed with Spanish calls of God's name and words like "fuck" in English.

Once things quieted down, the three of them started chatting.

The seemingly casual conversation between the man and woman always revolved around the United Group.

The woman said to Javier, "More than a month ago, you said you could get me a job at your family's big company, starting in management. Has it still not been settled after all this time?"

“Uh…” Javier had made a slip of the tongue and bragged while pursuing this beautiful woman, but he wasn’t tired of it yet, so he forced himself to say, “Don’t worry, I’ll get it done soon.”

The woman said with slight dissatisfaction, "That's not your company. If you just say hello, who would dare not give you face? How long do I have to wait?"

These words struck a nerve with Javier. Although he also shared the same surname, Lopez, he had no say in the United Group and couldn't even get into the floors where the senior staff worked.

Javier, not wanting to lose face in front of women, said, "My brother's new Argentinian actress is having her birthday in a few days. The family will go on a yacht to the sea for a party. I just need to talk to my brother about your situation, and it will be easy to get things done."

“Great, you must remember to tell me.” The woman immediately took it to heart and said, “Is it that yacht that’s said to be the most luxurious in Argentina?”

Javier casually replied, "That's right, it's that yacht."

The woman was very excited: "I've never seen a yacht like this before, can you take me up to see it?"

Javier refused outright: "This is a family gathering; we can't bring anyone else."

The woman didn't press the issue, saying, "That's not what I meant, and I wouldn't be so rash as to attend your family gathering. The yacht is anchored at the beach; can't you choose a suitable time to take me up there and have a look?"

The request sounded very reasonable, and Javier, wanting to impress his companion, thought for a moment and said, "Then we need to hurry. I'll ask if the ship is docked in port first."

He made a phone call, asked a few simple questions, and then confirmed the location of the yacht. After hanging up, he said to the woman, "How about the day after tomorrow? I'll take you to the yacht the day after tomorrow. Just so you know, I can only take you. You can take pictures on the yacht, but don't post them on Twitter or other social media. My older brother is very superstitious about that."

The woman had ulterior motives and, without considering posting on social media, said, "As long as you can take me there, I'll do whatever you say."

Javier looked at the man who had been silent and said, "That's for the best. From now on, let's change from front to back to top and bottom!"

The sounds in the room quickly became abnormal again.

In the van, Zanetti took off his headphones and looked at Alvarez: "What do you mean?"

Alvarez said, "I'll have someone send something over later so she can take it to the yacht."

Zanetti guessed: "The yacht will probably undergo inspections before it sets sail."

After considering it, Alvarez said, "Quietly throw it under the berth at the dock, and don't worry about anything else."

“Okay,” Zanetti agreed, adding, “Your stuff had better be advanced enough.”

Alvarez laughed: "The CIA's black technology isn't much better than what we have."

The three people at the hotel dispersed, and the van quickly left as well.

But someone was following Javier to make sure he wasn't pretending to be stupid, or that it was a trap deliberately set by Lopez.

Alvarez returned to his temporary residence and immediately reported to the Costa Rican headquarters.

When the situation was reported to Los Angeles, Hawke approved it that very night.

Based on the latest plan, Bosque slightly adjusted the members of the hunting team, with Carlos leading the way to Uruguay, which borders Argentina, to prepare for the operation.

The following morning, he personally led a team to Maldonado, a city on the Uruguayan side of the Gulf of La Plata.

When Vicente del Bosque returned to Costa Rica from Los Angeles, he made the necessary arrangements. A cargo ship flying the Panamanian flag had already been loaded in Tubarão, Brazil, and was bound for the port of Magdalena, Argentina.

The cargo ship had all the necessary paperwork and had sailed this route several times, carrying common goods traded between the two sides.

On the same day, Javier brought a woman to a private yacht club and quietly boarded the most luxurious yacht.

He didn't dare linger, took the woman for a quick walk, and then hurriedly left.

But no one noticed that while admiring the view, the woman carelessly tossed her trash into the sea. (End of Chapter)