I was a general in South America

All eyes in the warehouse were now focused on this figure.

Drug dealers who would normally shoot even a dog on the street are now too afraid to even breathe.

He was afraid that if he breathed too heavily, he might blow the trigger and cause the gun to discharge accidentally.

Lucas, seemingly oblivious to the somber atmosphere, strolled around like a guest at a friend's house, looked around, and then stood still, speaking lightly.

"Let me introduce myself. My friends call me Lucas."

Moreno, who was standing beside her to block the angle of the shot, quickly moved a chair over and placed it down, while also giving Herrera a fierce glare.

Lucas sat down slowly, his tone relaxed, much like the casual greeting between friends.

"But when we're working, I always ask them to call me Second Lieutenant."

Judging from his attitude, it seems he's not here to cause trouble...

It seems they've come to discuss cooperation... In exchange for two trusted confidants, the Betani Group's distribution channels were kept open.

The advantage lies with me!

No cat is immune to stealing fish, just like those disgusting politicians who shout about justice but are only using it as a means to get more US dollars.

Pah... They're all street prostitutes, anyone can have sex with them if you pay them.

Andrei, who was used to speaking with bullets, straightened his chest a bit after completing a logical loop in his brain in a short time.

Herrera, who just witnessed Lucas's face-changing act today, is already considering the sliding knee pose.

This young officer, who even dared to refuse the leader of the Kitakani tribe, Ainar, was definitely up to no good.

It was through this keen intuition that he became the bureau chief's son-in-law and gradually broke free from Kitani's control.

To Herrera's surprise, Lieutenant Lucas was so hot-tempered that he showed no respect whatsoever to the Kitakaya Group.

That idiot Andrei... he's really ruined my life!

In just over ten seconds, a myriad of thoughts flooded my mind.

During the pause, Lucas took the cigarette Moreno offered and lit it. Thick smoke rose with the light, forming a curtain that made it difficult to see his face.

Silence fell over the warehouse, as if the two sides were locked in a standoff, neither of them speaking.

Half a minute later, a soldier jogged in, whispered something in Moreno's ear, and then leaned close to Lucas and whispered something.

"Lucas, all irrelevant personnel outside have been expelled."

Moreno's actions alerted Andrei.

The next second, the cigarette butt, still glowing with embers, fell to the ground, and a leather military boot stomped down heavily.

A cold, emotionless voice boomed through the thick smoke in their ears.

"Were you looking for me?"

"Juan..."

"Andrei...?"

"It's me, Lucas. What do you want...?"

Andrei was also provoked and simply admitted it outright.

He bet Lucas wouldn't dare to completely turn against Kitaya, but before he could finish his sentence, the other man raised a finger.

Why is the gun muzzle shooting fire...?

Herrera, sensing something was wrong, covered his eyes with his hands.

"No...da...da...da"

"Da...da...da"

The roar of the underground emperor of Manisales, accompanied by the roar of fully automatic rifles, was enough to blow the roof off.

As the smoke cleared, bits of flesh and blood were left behind.

Andrei's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the mangled corpse of his trusted subordinate and pointed his gun at the body...

Moreno stood in Lucas's way...

Damn coward... How awful!

If he dares to face himself, I'll definitely shoot him in the head!

Various thoughts were swirling in Andrei's mind, but Lucas remained calmly seated in his chair, seemingly waiting for him to pull the trigger.

He glanced at the gun barrels aimed at him and immediately fixed his gaze on the front.

Andrei felt his palms getting increasingly damp, his grip on the gun tightening and loosening, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged like a spider web, but he still couldn't muster the strength to pull down his index finger.

When you're struggling with something, an annoying voice rings out, tinged with a hint of mockery.

"shot..!"

What drove Andrei even crazier was that Lucas pushed Moreno aside, exposing himself naked to the gun barrel with extreme contempt.

That damn bastard...!

He's humiliating him... Isn't he afraid of dying...?

Why did he dare to do that...?

Herrera, who was covering his face, peeked through a gap in his fingers and his heart suddenly raced when he saw what was happening.

A ghostly figure seemed to leap out of my head...!

This lieutenant in the military is absolutely insane!

My wife is waiting for me to pick her up from get off work, and he swears he'll avoid Lucas from now on.

Fuck the US dollars, fuck the Kitakani Group.

Father-in-law, you only said not to offend him.

It didn't say this person was mentally unstable...!

Herrera glanced at Andrei, who was tense all over, and prayed silently.

Don't shoot! Please don't shoot! If you're going to die, don't take your brothers with you!

Everyone present was on high alert, like a string on a musical instrument that could snap at any moment, in a state of extreme tension.

"Pooh.."

Lucas spat, stood up with a mocking expression, and said disdainfully, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless."

After saying that, he actually walked slowly toward Andrei.

Large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, his brows twitched involuntarily, and Lucas's unhurried pace provoked Andrei's nerves with every step.

shot...

Don't fire...

shot...

Don't come any closer if you don't shoot!

As the shadows obscured his vision, Lucas looked down at him with disdain, the oppressive aura from above causing him to involuntarily lower his head.

Andrei mustered his courage and met the other's gaze, but what chilled him was the crazed and excited look in the other's eyes.

Only then did he realize with dismay that he had lost...!

Because he was no longer a lone ghost who survived the battlefields of Guatemala, but a commander shrouded in the nights of Manizales.

He used to scavenge for food like a stray dog ​​just to survive, and he got to where he is today through countless bloody means of risking his life.

The money, status, and the days of wielding power made his gun... slow down.

When hyenas lose their wild instincts and no longer dare to attack lions for food, bowing their heads becomes their only option.

"I'll teach you how to play with a gun."

Lucas gripped the pistol and easily snatched it away.

*Slap...slap...slap...*

The butt of the gun slammed down repeatedly on Andrei's head, instantly tearing open his forehead and revealing a bright red line of blood. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the side.

However, a sharp, tearing pain in his scalp brought him back to his senses, and Lucas grabbed his hair and pulled him up.

"You dare point a gun at me?"

Clang...

"You like to point?"

Clang...

"Are you still pointing or not?"

bang.

His already ugly face kept kissing the tabletop until blood gushed from his nose, blooming like a trumpet flower on his face.

Lucas, still not quite done, pressed Andrei's face firmly onto the table, picked up the gun, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang...bang...bang...

Click, click... The crisp sound of the magazine returning to its original position indicated that the magazine was empty.

Andrei stared wide-eyed at the gun barrel that was almost touching his nose, his eyes no longer showing their former ferocity.

He swallowed involuntarily, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

The fear of death gradually intensified, and he gritted his teeth, trying his best to maintain his last shred of dignity.

"Lucas, I've lost this time. I admit defeat. I orchestrated everything. You'd better kill me. You won't hear anything about Kitaya from me."

Ugh...

With a muffled groan, he spat out several teeth mixed with blood...

With his stubbornness, Lao An will never get cold water stuck in his teeth again.

"Damn it, these drug dealers think they're something special. They said they should use titles when they're working."

Lucas shoved the gun barrel into Andrei's mouth, tossed it to Moreno beside him, and then pointed it at Herrera. Before he could say anything, Herrera instinctively flinched back.

"Wow, relax, don't lose your composure... I just want you to help me get the towel."

Are you a drug dealer?

"No... how could I be a drug dealer, Lieutenant Lucas?"

Herrera, his hands trembling, quickly picked up a clean napkin and handed it over, afraid of offending the officer in front of him.

He'd seen far more bloody and violent scenes before, but this kind of direct, reckless madness...

The sky over Manizales is about to change!

Lucas wiped the bloodstains away, glanced at Andrei who had become a dead dog, and was surprised that his simple act of revenge had caught such a big fish.

Hasana Nightclub, Costa... Interesting.

"Wa'o, call the Ainar brothers."

If you sweep up your boss's place and don't tell him on the spot, it's not a waste of time.

Although he and the Ainar brothers, the leaders of Kitakani, were enemies, he still had to show them at least some respect.

"I don't..." Herrera was about to explain that she didn't have much contact with Kitaya, but seeing Lucas's brows furrowing, she immediately pulled out her phone: "I'll call right away."

I took the phone, the call connected quickly, and we got straight to the point.

Lucas Bolívar Franco

After a long silence, a slightly magnetic male voice came through.

"Alex Ennar, it's good to receive a call from the lieutenant."

"The military has received orders that someone is suspected of kidnapping a Manizales police officer and Chief Herrera at the Hasana nightclub, and no one from North Valley is allowed to enter this street from now on."

Upon hearing this, Herrera nearly collapsed to his knees, looking at Lucas with helpless eyes.

Brother, please stop messing with me.

After a longer silence, the voice on the other end of the phone rang out again, with no change in tone.

"Lieutenant Lucas doesn't know if it's possible to ransom Andrei."

"Consider this a small gift; I hope Mr. Einar will like it."

Lucas hung up the phone, tossed it to the bewildered Herrera, and ordered Moreno, "Tie up Mr. Gift."