Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

The Fire Gang is a gang that has risen to prominence in Tijuana in recent years.

They control 70% of human smuggling.

Taking advantage of their geographical location, they firmly control the channels for smuggling fentanyl across the border, making a fortune and becoming a remarkable new force in Tijuana.

Who could have imagined that they would disappear overnight, shocking the entire underground world?

Lin Feng's process of counting his spoils was simple and crude.

The cash in US dollars was piled up like a small mountain.

In addition, there are three watches, one of which is a pure gold Rolex with rhubarb and rock sugar.

One is a Rolex Submariner in Gambling Green, a striking color that's in high demand.

The grand finale was a Patek Philippe minute repeater watch, model 5374.

Lin Feng wasn't particularly knowledgeable about watches, but he had a general understanding of the market. These three watches together easily had a market value of over four million US dollars.

Especially this Patek Philippe minute repeater, which is worth around 20 million RMB.

As for the cars in the Fire Gang's garage, they were all full-size Chevrolet SUVs and heavily modified pickup trucks, sturdy and durable, the standard configuration for gangs to escape, transport, and fight.

Lin Feng glanced at it, but wasn't very interested. He had better things in his space, and he couldn't open them all anyway, so he just told Juan to handle it himself.

What truly surprised Lin Feng was the richness of the Fiery Fire Gang's arsenal.

Standard firearms like the AK-47 and M416 are considered basic equipment.

In the corner, an M2 Browning heavy machine gun and several well-maintained RPG-7 rocket launchers were prominently displayed.

There are also ten modified suicide drones.

The most outrageous thing was that Lin Feng found a number of javelins and anti-tank missile launchers in a box full of weapons, still with labels and even the original packaging paper.

The text and numbers on the labels clearly indicate the batches of military aid provided by European and American countries to the United States and Russia.

The aid supplies did indeed flow into the international black market through corrupt channels within the Second Bear Group, eventually ending up in the hands of lawless gangs in Mexico.

According to information scavenged from the memories of the leader of the Fiery Gang, as long as you are willing to pay a high price, not to mention javelins, even more powerful missiles can be obtained through connections.

It must be said that these arms dealers are incredibly powerful, far more so than drug traffickers.

The cash, when counted and combined with what was previously seized from Daniel, totaled more than $3600 million.

No one cares about small cash expenses, but such a large sum of money would be a significant burden if one wanted to make large purchases.

If it doesn't attract attention, then it needs to be addressed.

Fortunately, Mexico, though a small country, is full of all kinds of poisons.

Various gray and black industries have mature supporting facilities.

Professional money laundering groups certainly exist, but their commission rates are not cheap, usually around 20%.

Lin Feng had no objection to this. He believed it was only natural for him to pay for technical services, leaving professional matters to professionals.

He did not intend to launder all the money; that would be too conspicuous and attract too much attention.

I only plan to launder six million US dollars.

For personal consumption, six million US dollars is basically enough.

After all, Lin Feng travels around the world all day, so he needs to establish a relatively clean and verifiable source of funds for himself.

In this way, when making large purchases back in China in the future, such as buying real estate or luxury cars, there will be a plausible explanation.

Lin Feng did not intend to use Juan for money laundering. Based on his memory, Lin Feng did know a few powerful money laundering groups.

Considering that Juan will inevitably face the covetousness of other forces and the pressure of internal integration after taking over the Fire Gang's territory,

Lin Feng then retrieved a large number of AK-47s, submachine guns, and bullets from his personal storage space and piled them up in the villa's living room.

This is military aid to Juan. Without sufficient military deterrence, even the largest territory cannot be defended.

He took out his phone and sent Juan a short message.

Meanwhile, at the former headquarters of the Fiery Gang, Juan was in a state of unprecedented excitement.

Watching his subordinates inventory the warehouse, take over the site, and register the personnel, he felt as if his life had taken off like a rocket.

Overnight, he swallowed up the powerful Blazing Fire Gang, and his territory and business almost doubled. All of this was because he followed the right person.

His current worship and loyalty to Lin Feng has reached a blind level, making him a veritable extreme believer.

Before the operation last night, the henchmen were skeptical of Lin Feng's words, thinking that Lin Feng was just bragging.

Now, those men are working hard, covered in dust and dirt, not daring to utter a sound, and their eyes are filled with awe and fear when they look at Juan.

In their view, it was remarkable that the Fiery Gang could be wiped out so cleanly and decisively, in a way that was almost overwhelming.

There must be a huge and terrifying force behind Lin Feng, perhaps an international criminal organization, or perhaps an unfathomable family.

They simply couldn't believe that Lin Feng could have accomplished all of this all by himself.

Just as Juan was smugly surveying his new territory, his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Lin Feng.

Juan seemed to be electrocuted, instantly abandoning all his smugness, and hurriedly said to his subordinate beside him, "Put these things aside for now, I'll deal with them when I get back."

"Boss, we haven't counted this batch of goods yet," one of the underlings blurted out instinctively.

"When the boss calls, even the most important matters have to take a backseat."

Juan glared at him, interrupting him, "You guys keep an eye on me, I'll be right back."

After saying that, he didn't even bother to change his clothes, grabbed his car keys and rushed out.

Half an hour later, Juan rushed to Lin Feng's villa, his forehead even beaded with sweat.

When he walked into the living room and saw the boxes of ammunition scattered on the floor, his heart began to race.

He immediately composed himself and bowed respectfully: "Boss."

Lin Feng was leaning back on the sofa, playing with his Patek Philippe 5374 in his hand, listening to the watch chime.

"Clang, clang, clang"

Then, Lin Feng pointed to the pile of weapons and ammunition, "Take these ammunition and equipment and arm the men below as soon as possible. If they don't like it, then fight."

Juan nodded quickly: "Yes, boss, no problem."

He paused, a look on his face that was both a request for instructions and a boast: "Boss, we have basically taken control of the Fiery Blaze Gang's territory and business."

We control several key smuggling routes and the human trafficker business.

In addition, they still controlled several blocks, but their fentanyl business was cut off.

Please advise us on the next steps.

Lin Feng waved his hand, "Just do it the way you always have."

You are in charge of handling these gang affairs; you don't need to ask me.

I'm only using you for convenience, not to become the boss, understand?

Juan was overjoyed, as this meant he had a great deal of autonomy and real power.

He's the head of the gang.

But then a crucial question occurred to him, and he cautiously asked, "Boss, how should the gang's future profits be distributed?"