Taxes are only within machine gun range!

Chapter 63 Negotiations break down
Milton led his men into the checkpoint, killing and robbing, and then drove away without the Mexicans noticing.

After agreeing on all the terms and signing the cooperation agreement last night, Raul and Varta had a more private breakfast meeting this morning.

The two were eating by a small lake, with their respective armed forces standing not far behind them. Both sides had armored vehicles equipped with machine guns, which looked quite intimidating.

As for the truck carrying important "medical supplies," stationmaster Varta arranged for Carlos to handle the delivery, and Raul also sent two of his subordinates whom he wanted to promote to complete this important handover.

"Your men aren't very efficient," Varta said slowly, picking up a piece of bacon from his plate. "What time is it? Why haven't you brought your car over yet?"

Raul joked, "Maybe Carlos is just inefficient and hasn't finished the paperwork yet?"

“You know Carlos, you know he wouldn’t make such a mistake,” Varta laughed. “With his help, I’m sure you wouldn’t be surprised if I said I could take care of Maynard in a week and turn the checkpoint into my backyard.”

The two sat in comfortable chairs, holding chilled champagne in their hands, looking relaxed.

Raul gave a strange laugh: "Heh... Maynard. Just a few days ago, he was sitting in your seat."

Varta casually said, "I'm still very grateful to him. I'm grateful that he found me a good business partner."

Raul took a sip of his wine and asked, "That guy... oh, 'Hell Tax Collector,' Milton's fellow, why haven't I heard you mention him?"

"Just a flea jumping around. Does it think it's strong because it wasn't crushed? Wrong. It's just that I had to use both hands to deal with the enemy in front of me."

From beginning to end, Varta never took Milton seriously.

Varta was in a good mood—such a nobody couldn't even affect his mood.

It wasn't until he noticed a capable subordinate beside him whose expression changed from astonishment to fear, and finally to terror, after hearing a piece of news.

Almost simultaneously, the messenger from Fan Kang's side also showed the same change in expression.

Varta's expression shifted. He glanced at the armed forces standing by behind him, put down his glass, turned to his subordinate, and said, "Paul, relax. Do you see those weapons behind us? If you did, you shouldn't be making that face."

"Come on, tell me what happened? Did Maynard take any action?"

"Could it be that checkpoints in other regions are also eyeing this piece of the pie I have?"

Upon hearing the stationmaster's question, Paul's fear did not diminish in the slightest. He simply shook his head and whispered, "Stationmaster, why don't we go to the back and talk?"

Varta looked him in the eyes: "Is there anything our friends can't hear?"

To everyone's surprise, after hesitating for a moment, Paul shook his head violently and pleaded, "Stationmaster... let's go to the back and talk!"

Varta glanced at Raul, stood up, and went to the back of the armored vehicle. He asked casually, "Relax, tell me, is it another checkpoint, or are my men in trouble?"

To be honest, he wasn't worried at all—in the small town, Police Chief Pedro was an ally; the local court had long been corrupt; even local councilor Lopez had taken bribes from him, and he had practically secured a seat in Congress.

Overseas, it has also indirectly established connections with the Sinaloa Group.

Even Varta himself couldn't imagine who could pose a threat to him.

“Yes, it’s about Milton.” Upon hearing the name, Varta almost laughed helplessly, but there was also a hint of interest in his laughter.

"Oh? So it's our 'Hell Tax Collector'! Where is he? What did he do? Shouldn't he be busy collecting that stinking cop's corpse right now?"

The stationmaster's tone immediately became more interested, but this only made Paul more fearful.

Milton is definitely not the "flea" the stationmaster thinks he is!
Just last night, Milton completely shattered the foundation of cooperation between the checkpoint and Van Conn's gang!
He dared not imagine how Varta would react after finding out about this, nor could he imagine what kind of conflict would break out between the checkpoint and Fan Kang's gang.

But Paul couldn't speak carelessly, because even if he didn't, Varta would soon be able to obtain the same information from others.

Paul took a deep breath and mustered his courage to speak: "We don't know whether that police officer is alive or dead yet..."

“Last night, he did something big again.”

"He put on Fan Kangbang's clothes and launched an armed attack on the checkpoint."

“Our men and Van Conn’s gang are all dead, including Carlos… He even stole the medical truck!”

"He even bribed the media to do this publicity; now the news of Van Cong's attack on the checkpoint is almost reaching Ottawa..."

"Representative Lopez sent word that he hopes we will stay away from gangs like the Van Conn gang, which have a terrible reputation, otherwise he will have to reduce his support for us... because this could very well affect his votes."

After saying these words, Varta's expression changed from excitement to blankness, and then from blankness to anger.

This time, the name Milton truly made him feel what it meant to lose his mind in anger.

He actually got beaten up by a plate of food on the table?!

Varta smashed his glass in Paul's face, roaring with a ferocious expression, "Carlos is dead? The car was stolen? So many guns, so many people, even a rocket launcher, and he just came and went like that?! Is he Captain America?!"

Paul shook his head vigorously and said fearfully, "Sir, why don't we negotiate with him..."

"Negotiation?! You want me to negotiate with him?! He robbed me, robbed me!" Varta became even more enraged, instinctively about to point out his immense power, "You know we have..."

Before she could finish speaking, Varta suddenly paused.

Then he realized something terrifying... the Fan Kang gang on the other side was probably no longer his ally.

Whether it's pressure from lawmakers, pressure from public opinion, or considerations of self-interest.

Their partnership with Fan Kangbang was completely ruined after the medical truck was stolen!

Varta immediately ducked behind the armored vehicle, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Everyone, prepare for battle! Don't fire yet, keep them calm! This is a misunderstanding!"

Not far away, Raul's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water after listening to his subordinate's report.

He turned to Varta and questioned her, word by word, "Varta, are you playing me?"

(End of this chapter)