I was a general in South America

The dead dog Javier was carried back by the soldiers, and Moreno also wrote down the names of the elites from all walks of life in his notebook.

Inspired by Lieutenant Lucas's sense of justice, people from all walks of life in Manizales generously donated to the fight against drugs, with donations ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of dollars.

There is no mandatory requirement; Colombia is a democratic government, and its army is the people's army.

Whether you get a lot or a little, it's all about fate...!

Of course, for amounts below 10, the calculation is too difficult without rounding up, so this amount is not currently supported.

The slight trembling of the guests' hands as they wrote their addresses made it clear that everyone was very excited about this public welfare event.

Manizales has suffered from drug traffickers for too long...!

One, two, three... four, five...

Drake roughly counted the number of people present when he went upstairs; there were fewer than 20 people...

Damn, Lucas made almost $400 million from one party, faster than robbing a bank.

In a pinch, it's still not illegal...!

Drug trafficking... what a load of rubbish!

He even considered following Lucas; when corrupt cops are vilified, the dollars he earns after a year of hard work aren't much more than this.

If... I mean if, Herrera is getting very close to Lucas now... is there any possibility?

An absurd idea flashed through Drake's mind. Watching Lucas's retreating figure as he went upstairs, he realized that negotiation was now a possibility.

Once things return to normal, and with this mad dog protecting us, business can definitely take it to the next level.

Following a madman is still too dangerous.

.....

With different thoughts in mind, everyone entered the room.

Alex went out of his way to cut a cigar for Lucas, hoping to reach an agreement with the other party.

What utter bullshit, Havel, get out of here...!

Javier could not possibly be a match for Lucas, because he had a hunch about Lucas.

It felt like when I fought my way out of the slums with my own hands, and I was willing to do anything to achieve my goal.

Lucas crossed his legs, not in a hurry to speak, but instead savoring his expensive cigar.

I was still thinking about how I could throw some parties in the future.

His army has lost a vital source of funding and is currently small in number. Once it grows stronger, the cost of maintaining the army will be a considerable sum.

The soldiers' unwavering loyalty today is largely due to Lucas's generous distribution of gold, in addition to their own talent.

For a monthly military pay of only $200, you'd expect people to risk their lives to fight drug dealers and anti-government forces.

Even Jesus wouldn't work...!

He glanced at the usually aloof Manizales official, who seemed quite puzzled.

Drug dealers have so much easy money to steal...

Guys, how did you end up begging for food after drug dealers?

If you need money, just ask for it directly!

Unable to guess what Lucas was thinking, and seeing that he was sitting on the sofa without taking the initiative to speak, they quickly signaled to Alex with their eyes.

"Lieutenant Lucas, the Ennar family is willing to give you 10% of their monthly profits in exchange for the opportunity to cooperate with us... Mayor Joshua and Chief Drake are witnesses, as long as we can reach an agreement."

"Manizales, any coins falling from the sky are yours."

Alex showed his sincerity by stating that North Valley would hand over 60% of its monthly profits to Medellin, and that the profits given to Lucas would already be 10% of North Valley's 30%, which could be described as a very sincere gesture.

Making empty promises is a basic skill for management positions.

Lucas listened silently to his description of the Blue Group, but... it wasn't wrong. With the support of his special armed force, the business of the North Valley Group was like being on a highway.

The difference between Kitani and Medellín lies in the lack of connections in both the military and political spheres, as well as insufficient firepower.

Before being targeted by the Americans, Pablo Escobar couldn't obtain strategic weapons such as intercontinental ballistic missiles, aircraft carriers, and fighter jets.

The only problem is that you might not sell enough conventional weapons and equipment...

Although Lucas cannot currently compare to Pablo, the unique nature of the rapid reaction force can largely compensate for what the Kitakaya Group lacks.

Alex has money, Lucas has guns.

Unfortunately, he wanted to be a good person in this life.

A large part of the reason for agreeing to negotiations was to test Alex, because Alex's series of actions were not in line with the style of a drug cartel.

According to recently gathered intelligence, many sources indicate that the Chatan Group was not involved in this matter....

Colombian drug lords, influenced by Pablo Escobar, are generally known for their vengeful nature, often not holding grudges for long.

Even Lucas himself didn't believe that Alex wouldn't dare to touch him.

Even though he was taking advantage of Lucas's kindness, Alex didn't show any strong willingness to resist, making Lucas wonder if the other party was planning something big.

Another reason for the negotiations is that the current drug enforcement speed is too slow.

"this one?"

"Well... Lieutenant Lucas, if you're not satisfied with the price, you can ask for more."

A leech from the Amazon rainforest left, but unexpectedly, a man-eating crocodile appeared...

However, negotiations are all about asking for the moon and then settling for less...

Alex's original intention was to use the profits from drug trafficking to buy time, so that he could find a way to deal with Lucas once the gold mine production stabilized.

To everyone's surprise, Lucas slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and sneered, "I'm a soldier, you're a thief... If I wanted to work with drug dealers, the line of companies vying to talk to me could stretch from Manizales to Medellín. Why the hell should I work with you?"

Snapped...

Lucas pulled the pistol from Moreno's waist and placed it on the coffee table.

"I'm short of money, can I ask you for money for this every month...?"

"Lieutenant Lucas, this is not a negotiation..."

Alex was also somewhat annoyed by the tough attitude.

"If we can't talk about it, then we shouldn't."

Lucas stubbed out his cigar, extended his index finger, and shook it in mid-air, speaking without any politeness.

"You are not qualified to negotiate with me. If you want a ceasefire, I will give you a chance."

Alex's forehead veins throbbed: "Please speak...!"

Don't be angry, it's all the Einar family's fault...

"First, no drugs are allowed in Manizales. If they are... I will only target your Kita Group. For every drug dealer I arrest, your Kita Group must hand over ten drug dealers."

Lucas stated his first condition, ignoring the frantic changes in their facial expressions, and slowly raised his second finger.

"Secondly, the Kitani Group is responsible for finding the mastermind behind the police station attack."

Damn it, we're drug dealers, not Manizales police...!

Alex felt Lucas's demands were utterly outrageous: "This is tantamount to starting a war, Lieutenant Lucas!!"

"I haven't finished yet. One last thing: I can't control other places, but in Manizales... however much stuff is taken from North Valley towards Medellín, that's how much drugs I need to seize. Remember, I want them caught red-handed!"

"This is impossible...!"

If word gets out, the Ainar family will be the public enemy of the drug trafficking world...!

In Colombia, you can cooperate with the police, but you can't betray your fellow Daoists, unless it's an opposing group.

"Open your mind, Alex. This might be your chance. Don't you want to stand in Pablo's seat and look down at the scenery below...?"

"War or a ceasefire... the choice is yours!"