I was a general in South America

"What are our plans regarding Havel? Should I contact someone...?"

Moreno looked at Lucas, who was drying his hair, and made a throat-slitting gesture.

"He certainly won't let this go so easily; I think we should take the initiative."

Lucas stopped what he was doing and looked at his good brother who was standing aside, racking his brains.

good...

They started to think for themselves, and although their methods were a bit crude, they were still a good approach.

Lucas had a better way to completely resolve the issue of Javier, but he explained it to Moreno.

"Javier is not the priority right now. If Alex chooses to compromise, we must find out what he's up to. When even the devil retreats, he must be plotting something bigger."

This party was a way to put maximum pressure on the Kitakura Group.

If he can't hold out, Alex chooses to go to war...

That makes me even more excited...!

If they can hold out, it proves that the other party is trying to buy time and must have some ulterior motive...

It doesn't matter, Lucas will still have a direction to investigate. Besides, if the Kitakani Group can sell a few people with "criminal evidence", it will be more beneficial for him to boost his reputation.

As for why we didn't deal with Alex directly today and make the North Valley Group lose its leader.

With a leader like Kitani, Lucas could take advantage of the situation to suppress him, and Alex, if he had any sense, would also exercise restraint.

Without its leader, Kitan and Manizales were truly in complete chaos.

In his previous life, Elmenjo, the leader of the Mexican drug cartel CJNG, was successfully beheaded in an attack organized by the Mexican government.

The result was not that CJNG was leaderless and destroyed, but that the drug cartel launched an indiscriminate killing spree against everyone in the city.

The Chatan Group is not as good as CJNG, but Lucas currently doesn't have enough manpower to protect the entire city.

Besides, shooting Alex in the head would have been a pointless death for this drug lord.

Important figures deserve a grand farewell ceremony!

He died in the spotlight, becoming a stepping stone for Lucas's advancement.

Moreno nodded as if he understood, but thinking was too much trouble; he'd better leave it to Lucas.

Lucas smiled and shook his head, saying nothing more... Instead, he picked up the phone in the room and dialed a number.

"Uncle Samuel, this is Lucas... Everything is fine in Manizales, thank you for your concern! I have something I'd like to ask you. I recently had a little conflict with General Haile's men."

If I need to apologize, I don't know what would be appropriate. Okay... then I'll trouble you, Uncle Samuel. I'll visit you next time I report for duty, and I really miss Aunt Sally's roast meat."

......

Night Harbour Bar.

Viana listlessly tugged at her bra, obscuring most of her snow-white skin.

Business is tough. I don't know what happened to the boss I used to work with. He's not only rough with me, but he also won't give me a tip afterwards.

She cursed those damned men in her mind, but her refined face still wore a bright smile as she scanned each bar customer, searching for her target for the night.

It's here...!

The automatic trap radar locked on, the bar door was pushed open, and a man in a black shirt walked in, looking dazed...

It looked like the most ordinary outfit a Colombian would wear on a normal day, but Viana took a liking to it at first glance, noticing the occasional twitching of her nose and the small plastic bag peeking out of her shirt's breast pocket.

She knew she had achieved her goal for today.

Although they dislike serving these kinds of people, they are also among the most generous customers in Manizales.

Picking up the small bag from the bar, Viana pressed her face against it with eyes full of desire.

"Hi, my name is Viana. You look really sad. Are you going to drink alone? How about we hang out?"

Her smooth breasts clung tightly to the other person's arm, and as she swayed and moaned, the bra strap slipped down, revealing her previously hidden beauty.

The man instinctively stared at the crack, then looked up at Viana.

Under the dim lights of the bar, her makeup looked even more exquisite, and with Viana's deliberate seduction, the man was about to explode.

He gave her a timid smile, slapped her hard on the bottom, then pulled a small bag from his chest and stuffed it into the crevice.

"I hope you're as slutty as your big ass."

Viana gave a soft moan, pressing her body even closer, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears as she whispered in the man's ear, "Shall we have some wine first, or go outside? Or perhaps you prefer the restroom or the stairwell?"

The man, already excited, felt an urge to take her right there and then when he heard the woman breathing heavily in his ear and saying such explicit things.

This is totally my dream!

I love this kind of thing!

"Go wherever you like."

Viana glanced at him shyly, but instead of answering, she turned and dragged the man toward the back of the bar. However, the moment she turned her head, the smile on her face turned into disgust...!

Damn it, I misjudged...

I'm paying for the goods in US dollars, hurry up and finish this, I need to find another sucker.

That stuff used to be a hot commodity in Manizales, but now even a prostitute like her knows it's getting harder and harder to sell.

They usually don't accept these kinds of things, but they've been having a tough time lately... plus the man in front of them is clearly kowtowed.

Just pretend I got nudged by a dog a couple of times... and I really dove!

The man was led into a toilet stall by Viana, and he couldn't wait to unbuckle his belt, wanting to unleash an explosive...

Viana didn't take these words to heart; the whole city knew about the attack on the police station.

bang...

"Fuck, who the hell is looking for me...?"

The man, who had been hit by the door, fell onto Viana and was about to curse her when he saw who was standing in the doorway.

The effects of the alcohol and the medication have worn off...

"old...."

"You son of a bitch, who the hell let you out here? Get the hell out of here..." Ronan Einar kicked out, then yanked the man out: "Come with me, you bastard...!"

I just received news that everyone in Manisales is looking for his mother.

That idiot actually sneaked out! Luckily, we caught him in time...!

Ronan tossed the man to his other men, glared at Viana with hostility, and finally turned to leave.

Viana was also startled. Looking at the fierce-looking man in front of her, she felt that he looked somewhat familiar... Before she could think about it, she quickly called out when she saw that he was about to leave.

"Damn it, they're not paying me after they're done!!"

Ronan, who had already turned around, stopped and paused for a few seconds before pulling out a few US dollars and throwing them out.

Watching them leave, Viana patted her chest with lingering fear. That man was terrifying... She then picked up the scattered US dollars and stuffed them into her bra, before giving the door the middle finger.

"Tch...! Even if you're aggressive, you'll still have to pay me after you've done something to me!"