beauties please stay

"The poppy is a beautiful plant."

Leaning on a crutch studded with diamonds that is said to be worth over [-] million yuan, Louis said as he walked, "He can make people happy physically and mentally. The most important thing is that he can make us a lot of money. Nearly two hundred tons of drugs will be consumed."

"I don't know."

Zhao Gangjun shook his head with a smile, and said, "Although that thing is beautiful, it can also make money. However, there is a saying in our Shenzhou that we should not harm our morality when we do things."

Louis obviously didn't know what Yin De was, so he didn't say much, but patted Zhao Gangjun's shoulder with a smile, and said, "You will see my most precious wealth later, usually only friends, I will will bring them."

Zhao Gangjun smiled and thanked him.

After crossing a long dirt road, everyone came to a village.

At the entrance of this village, there is something like a tall turret.

As soon as they saw Louis and others coming, the soldiers in the turret saluted one after another.

Zhao Gangjun took a look at the contents of the turret.

Heavy machines, howitzers, and sniper rifles are all there. Such an armed force is stronger than that of an ordinary county in China.

Louis went into the village.

There was a tinkling sound from the turret.

People who ran out of those houses in the village for a while.

There are men and women, old and young.

These people stood on both sides of the road. When Louis passed by, these people bowed their heads respectfully.

Just like a king.

With a proud smile on his face, Louis said to Zhao Gangjun as he walked, "These are all my subjects. They grow heroin for me, and I give them money."

Zhao Gangjun looked at those people with sallow, emaciated faces and fearful faces, and suddenly thought of Southeast Asia.

It seems that those so-called generals over there also like to keep some people in captivity to grow heroin for them.

This point in Mexico is the same as that in Southeast Asia, except that the people in Southeast Asia live in a worse life than the people here, and the houses of the people here are much better than those in Southeast Asia. There are some modern things, such as car shops and so on. Southeast Asia is purely like the feudal era.

"Dear Mr. Lewis."

An old man walked up to Louis and said respectfully, "May the Lord be with you."

"May the Lord be with you too." Louis said with a smile, "Today I will bring my friend to visit our processing plant, please lead the way."

"Yes, Mr. Lewis."

The old man turned around and walked deep into the village.

After walking for 10 minutes, a huge warehouse appeared in front of Zhao Gangjun.

There were two armored vehicles parked next to the warehouse, and the armored vehicles were full of soldiers, and there were about a hundred soldiers standing beside the warehouse.

"This is my processing plant."

Louis said to Zhao Gangjun, "A very, very large amount of heroin is produced from here every day."

Zhao Gangjun frowned slightly, he smelled something he didn't like.

A sour, pungent taste.

Following Louis into the processing plant, the smell became stronger, so strong that it made people feel pungent.

Many workers in the processing factory are busy. Batches of heroin are produced by their hands, then packaged, and sent outside.

This is a very large production workshop. It is not that Zhao Gangjun has never seen a drug processing factory, but there is no processing factory that can compare with the one in front of him, and no processing factory can even reach half the size of the workshop in front of him.

This is a processing plant that ranks first in the world.

"Do you see it."

Louis put his arms around Zhao Gangjun's shoulders excitedly, and said, "This is my greatest wealth. This place creates countless wealth for me every year! If you cooperate with me, then this place will also become part of your wealth. "

"Will the Mexican government not come to arrest?" Zhao Gangjun asked.

"Those greedy vampires."

Louis smiled disdainfully and said, "I give them a large sum of money every year, enough to meet all their needs. So, you understand."

"So that's the case."

Zhao Gangjun nodded

"How about it, Steel?"

Jack Wilson on the side said to Zhao Gangjun, "Mr. Louis has great sincerity towards you. As long as you promise to open up those smuggling routes and let the goods here pass through your hands and enter China, it will take less than a year. You can become absolutely rich, which is easier than any business."

"Mr. Jack."

Zhao Gangjun said seriously, "I have already said that I will not do drug business now, and I will not do drug business in the future. If you still treat me as a friend, then let's stop talking about this matter."

Jack Wilson's face changed slightly.

"Zhao Gangjun, Jack has already expressed enough sincerity, don't be ignorant!" Michael said dissatisfied.

"Michael, stop talking."

Jack Wilson smiled suddenly, and said, "Since Zhao is unwilling, forget it. We still have many other businesses that can make money."

"Yes."

Zhao Gangjun nodded, "We can smuggle cars, electronic components, and even oil. These businesses can also make money, and the risk is very small."

"Yes."

Jack Wells nodded with a smile.

Although Jack Wilson didn't seem to care, Zhao Gangjun felt a flash of murderous intent.

This murderous intent was very weak, and it flashed very fast.

Zhao Gangjun only caught a little bit, if there was a little bit.

After visiting the processing plant, Louis took Zhao Gangjun back to the village to experience what it was like to be a king.

Anything in the village, as long as Louis asks, it is an imperial decree and must be done.

Although it looks very violent, in Zhao Gangjun's view, this is a move of a complete nouveau riche, so Zhao Gangjun can't arouse much interest in these actions of Louis.

It was already night when we returned to the manor.

Louis hosted a banquet in honor of Zhao Gangjun, and then held a dance.

Zhao Gangjun put his arms around a blonde beauty, and while dancing, he moved in the direction of Jack Wilson, and then touched Jack Wilson inadvertently.

After the ball was over, all the men chose a woman to go back to the room to rest, but Zhao Gangjun didn't choose one, and went back to the room alone.

After returning to the room, Zhao Gangjun picked up an earphone-like thing from his pocket and stuffed it into his ear.

There was a rustling sound from the earphones, and then the sound subsided, and Jack Wilson's voice came from the earphones.