Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 542 Two old foxes

Malulan held a marijuana cigarette and smoked it while looking at the Chinese man named Song Heping sitting across the table through the thick smoke.

very young.

This was Malulan’s first impression of Song Heping.

Although I already knew Song Heping's age, when I met him, I found that he was younger than I imagined.

Over the years, Malulan has experienced many negotiations, including negotiations with government officials, but this is the first time that he has had such a young opponent sitting across from him.

"Have one?"

As soon as Song Heping sat down, Malulan handed him a marijuana cigarette.

"It can help you perk up."

"I don't smoke." Song Heping waved his hand and refused with a smile.

Malulan was stunned for a moment.

He immediately came to his senses.

Song Heping knew what kind of cigarette was in front of him.

It would be a bit rude to just refuse and say that you don't smoke this stuff.

After all, in Colombia, marijuana is as common as cigarettes.

When I say I don't smoke cigarettes, I mean I don't smoke any kind of cigarettes, not just marijuana.

For Song Heping, this kind of negotiation was also quite insightful.

After all, negotiations are very formal occasions.

But they actually smoke this stuff.

This shows how widespread drugs are here.

As the person who arranged this meeting, Morins introduced the people present and then handed the conversation over to Song Heping.

"It was Song who initiated this meeting today. I was just the middleman. The content was to discuss business, just business."

At the end, he did not forget to point out his position: "But Song talked to me before coming here, and I support his proposal. The rest is up to you two."

After saying that, Morins sat down in his chair, raised his hand to Song Heping, and handed the conversation over to him.

Song Heping nodded at him and turned his gaze to Malulan.

"Commander Marulan and Mr. Othoniel, I'm honored to meet you two Colombian legends today. I'm here to discuss matters in Mexico. As Molins said, two words: business."

Malulan smiled and said, "I'm already your client, Mr. Song. Some of my key members are currently receiving training at your school, and I've paid for it. I heard that you have very strong military command capabilities and are very professional. You're a military man. It was thanks to you that Morins was able to escape death last time. Therefore, I respect your abilities very much and I really want to make friends with you. So when Morins said you wanted to meet me, I agreed without even considering it. Talk about business? Do you mean expanding enrollment? I'm the largest anti-government armed group in Colombia. Do you dare to openly accept my people? Aren't you afraid of protests from the Colombian government?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he turned the topic to Song Heping's school, which allowed Song Heping to immediately understand the inner thoughts of this old fox.

The situation in Mexico has become such a big deal.

As the leader of the largest anti-government armed group in Colombia, it is impossible that Marulan has not heard of it.

He avoided the topic, obviously not wanting to get involved in muddy waters.

After all, for an anti-government armed group like him, the drug business is only a part of their income. After so many years, they have already formed a stable cooperative relationship with Mexican drug traffickers.

Is the world going to change now?
Of course he resisted.

Song Heping did not answer Malulan's question immediately.

Since he is trying to be tricky with me, I'll just leave him alone for now.

Respect yourself enough to those who respect you.

If someone despises you, you will definitely respond with contempt.

What's more, although the FARC armed forces controlled by Marulan are the largest anti-government armed group in Colombia, they are only anti-government armed forces after all, not the real government.

He can help Morins get rid of the AUC armed forces, and of course he can also cooperate with the government forces to get rid of FARC.

What's more, their two fighter-bombers and two general-purpose helicopters are deployed on the Colombian-Venezuelan border, and can fly low into FARC's territory and bomb them at any time.

If a war breaks out because of this incident, it is not impossible for me to ask the CIA for funds. They will all be reimbursed by the American masters. What is there to be afraid of?
He turned to Othoniel, the boss of the Bay Gang, who was sitting in another chair across from him.

"Mr. Othonier, are you interested in discussing our new cooperation?"

Otoniel is a Colombian drug lord.

His Gulf Gang is currently the largest drug trafficking group in the country. Of course, it has no connection with the Gulf Gang in Mexico. It is just a coincidence in the gang name.

As an old hand, he saw through Malulan's thoughts at a glance.

Since the largest armed group hadn't agreed, there was no need for him to get involved. So he smiled and said to Song Heping, "Many of my plantations are in FARC territory, so I'll look at Commander Marulan. If he's interested, then of course I have it."

If Marulan is an old fox, then Ottonil is also an old fox thief.

He had heard about Song Heping.

Although he is strong and powerful, there is no need to provoke such an evil star.

Someone who can fight against government forces and kill AUC is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

There is no need to offend Song Heping.

Wouldn't it be better to just pass the blame to Marulan and let him take the blame? Marulan reacted as expected, rolling his eyes and quickly glancing at Ottonier, secretly cursing, "You old sly fellow!"
Ottonil gave him a faint smile, almost chiseling the words "I respect you very much" into his forehead.

Song Heping sneered inwardly when he saw the two opponents playing double-act and Tai Chi in front of him from the very beginning.

You're a thousand-year-old fox, why are you playing Liao Zhai?

"Well, it seems you two both know the purpose and purpose of my coming here today. In that case, I won't lie in front of a real person. I'm going to reveal my cards."

Song Heping got straight to the point and said, "From now on, you will control all the goods in the area. I will collect them and be responsible for their sales. After cooperating with me, you will cut off your trade with other Mexican drug traffickers. I guarantee that your sales and profits will not drop below what they were before."

"Of course, you don't have to agree. This will not only affect my plans in Mexico, but also the interests of US intelligence agencies in Mexico. I think you two are smart people and should know which choice to make."

"Are you threatening us?"

Othonier's face darkened.

Song Heping shook his head: "No, I'm just stating the facts. As for the decision, it's still in your hands."

Marulan on the side didn't say anything.

He looked at this and that, and his small eyes, hidden in the eye sockets surrounded by dissatisfaction, flashed with the light of a senior old fox.

At the end, he suddenly asked Song Heping: "Song, are you the American agent?"

"Do not."

Song Heping answered the leader of the armed group in a very affirmative tone.

“I am the spokesperson for the interests.”

The air in the room froze.

Marulan was caught off guard.

He didn't expect Song Heping to negotiate so quickly.

And so direct.

There is absolutely no room for maneuver.

Of course he could refuse.

This is my territory.

In this land of Colombia, the FARC armed forces led by them are not even afraid of the government, so why would they be afraid of the young man in front of them?

But as Song Heping said in his last words.

He is just a spokesperson for interests.

Not an agent of the United States.

He believed this.

Otherwise, Song Heping would not have helped Morins before, nor would he have assisted the ELN armed forces to become the second armed group in Colombia.

He suddenly became more interested in Song Heping.

Marulan likes such a realistic guy.

When dealing with this kind of guy, it's all about profit, simple and clear.

If you go against him...

Malulan weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

If you deduce it point by point, there is no benefit at all.

"Can you really guarantee that our profits and sales will not decline?"

"Of course. After all, this Mexican operation is a contract between the Americans and me. Furthermore, I currently control the largest Sinaloa cartel in Mexico and its most comprehensive drug smuggling and sales network. What do you think?"

"Ok."

Malulan put out the butt of the marijuana cigarette in the ashtray and reached out to Song Heping.

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Song!"

"Happy cooperation!"

"Mr. Song, there's me too!"

Othonil also wisely extended his hand.

"Pleasant to work with."

Half an hour later, when several people came out of the room, said goodbye and got back into the car, Song Heping picked up the phone and called the shorty.

"I'm returning to Mexico tomorrow. My flight will land at Monterrey Airport at 7:00 PM. I'll be taking a bus back to Saltillo to prepare for the handover to the Barlotti organization the day after tomorrow. Send someone to pick me up at the airport and follow my instructions..."

"Huh? You're going to Monterey?"

"Yeah, why not? I'm not going back to New Mexico City."

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)