South Korean prosecutor

Jin Sharon's eyes widened as she asked, "Throw it away for fun? Master, this is money. How can you throw so much money away? Isn't this too wasteful?"

"Is it a waste? It's only about 30 billion won, not worth anything at all." Park Dehuan hugged her and walked out, saying, "If throwing them away can make me happy, I don't mind throwing away more. After all, there are too few things that can make me happy."

Jin Sharon asked nervously, "Master, can you throw it to me?"

"I will only throw it on the ground. If you like, you can pick it up yourself. I won't throw it into your hands, understand?" Park Dehuan bent down and kissed her face.

Jin Sharon smiled and said, "Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome. This is what you deserve. The vines close to the giant tree always see the sunlight first. I believe you will understand this in the future." Park Dehuan sat on the sofa and smoked a cigar.

262 Drug Deal with a Four-Star General

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Jin Xi and Jin Yin entered the room. After seeing the girl next to Park Dehuan, they had different expressions. Jin Yin rolled his eyes at him, while Jin Xi was very shocked.

She didn't understand why so many beautiful women would surround Park Dehuan and fawn on him like dogs.

This is a very normal thing. In a private ownership society, everything has a price. Money is above everything, and dignity can also be measured on the scale of interests.

As long as you can offer enough benefits, you can keep everything under your feet, everything.

Park Dehuan stood up and said, "Admiral Haru invited me to dinner. Come in. I have prepared a little gift for you."

A group of girls followed Park Dehuan into the room. He walked to the table and pushed all the money on the ground. They immediately rushed over to grab it like mad dogs, including Jin Xi.

Only Donatella, Mi Yan and Jin Yin stood there watching. Pu Dehuan walked up to Jin Yin with a smile, lowered his head and said, "Wait for me, I want to sleep with you alone tonight." He turned and left, taking a helicopter to the agreed dinner place.

General Haru had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Park Dehuan coming in, he immediately stood up, stepped forward, stretched out his right hand and said, "Welcome, my dear friend."

Pu Dehuan also stretched out his right hand and said enthusiastically: "Thank you, my friend."

After the two sat down, Haru said, "The White House may take away my current position and send me to the Middle East."

Pu Dehuan nodded and said, "Actually, this is a good thing. To be honest, I have KGB people under me, and there are many of them. You should know about this."

"Of course, the CIA has warned me that your intelligence capabilities are terrifying." Haru raised his glass and asked, "Why? Do you have any news?"

"Not yet. To be precise, I'm not sure yet." Pu Dehuan frowned and said, "You should also know that terrorism is very prevalent now, hijacking, terrorist bombs."

"There are too many of these things, and they are becoming more and more targeted. I am very worried that the crazy people in the Middle East will hurt you. I am sorry, this is all my fault."

Haru waved his hand and said, "You don't know, most of those people were set up by the CIA, they should be fine."

"Of course I know that, but the CIA didn't destroy them after using them." Park Dehuan said while cutting steak: "Once an organization is established, it will look for reasons to 'survive', make money, expand, and recruit more people."

General Haru was stunned for a moment and asked, "If you have any news, you must tell me. The Middle East is indeed unsafe, especially that bastard Iran."

"Don't worry, you are my good friend. I will never let you get hurt." Pu Dehuan handed him a bank card and said, "It's clean. It contains $100 million. This is my apology. I hope you will accept it."

Haru took the bank card with a smile and said, "I like to work with men like you, Mr. Park. I will be leaving Korea soon, but I have three secretaries in Korea. I hope you can take care of them."

These secretaries are his "lovers" and he would usually abandon them after they leave. Haru is already somewhat humane.

Pu Dehuan frowned and asked, "Are they pregnant?"

"No." Haru smiled and said, "If you like it, I don't mind."

"I mind it." Park Dehuan shrugged and said, "To be honest, I'm not a rag collector, but I will give them a huge sum of money and arrange a good job for them. Because you are my friend."

"Thank you." Haru raised his glass again and said, "Let's toast to victory."

The two clinked their glasses and drank it all. Haru asked again, "I got a batch of goods recently. Can I sell them to you?"

Pu Dehuan thought for a moment and said, "Of course, if you want to sell it yourself, I can help you send it back to the United States, but you need to find the next buyer yourself. My next buyer can't take so much."

Haruku smiled and shook his head and said, "Forget it. At first I also wanted to find a buyer to sell to, but it didn't work. The buyer has a buyer, and they are controlled by major drug lords. Even for me, they won't give me face, so I can't sell my goods at all."

"This is normal, but the US market is huge, and this thing is addictive, so you don't have to worry about not being able to sell it." Park Dehuan cut off a piece of beef and said with a smile: "You just need to find the right way."

Haru frowned and asked, "The right way?"

Pu Dehuan ate the beef, nodded and said, "Yes, that's the right way. You can't just blindly look for buyers. You have to control an area and regularly clean up those bastards who want to disrupt your market. This requires you to have a huge network."

“How to build it?”

Pu Dehuan cut another piece of beef and said, "It's very simple. Find the largest local gang, ask them if they are willing to cooperate, and then find an opportunity to kill them and become the largest local gang."

"Then we will target those retailers. Such people can seek help from professional robbers. There are many professional robbers in the United States. As long as you are willing to provide them with a location, they will immediately dare to rob."

In the American ghost gun market, these professional robbers are the largest customers. They are very good at burglary and like to target gangsters and drug dealers. These people will not call the police and have large amounts of drugs and cash.

In order to get in touch with this group of people, Wu Zhixun not only transported drugs into the United States, but also transported a large number of ghost guns into the American market, and then sold them cheaply to professional robbers, providing them with the location of hostile forces and the surrounding situation.

A ghost gun is an unregistered firearm. During the production process, each gun will have slight differences that cause the trajectory to have deviations that are imperceptible to humans. These ballistics are the gun’s fingerprints.

The cost price of a ghost gun is fifty to sixty US dollars, and the local selling price is generally eight hundred US dollars. If it can be shipped to developed countries such as the United States, the starting price is two thousand US dollars.

Haru shook his head helplessly and said, "This is too troublesome and too difficult. Can I borrow your platform?"

Pu Dehuan shook his head again and said, "I'm sorry, no, my platform needs to be completed and expanded. The most important thing is that good things cannot be known to too many people. You are definitely not the only one fighting a proxy war."

"In fact, there is no shortage of drugs in this world. What is lacking is the channels, the methods to transport them to the sales places. As long as you can find the sales channels, you can become the king of drugs."

"How much are you willing to pay?" Haru decided not to get involved in these matters and waste his time. He was not like Park Dehuan who had a "low status" and could do whatever he wanted.

"How about one-fiftieth of the U.S. market price?" Park Dehuan looked up at him. This price was already very high.

How much is the profit of drugs? From the production cost to the sale to drug addicts, the profit can be doubled to about 360 times, that is, yuan for one dollar, and million for yuan.

As long as you can ship it to those countries where drugs are banned, you will definitely have no trouble selling it.

"One-fiftieth? How about a little more? I have sufficient supply, and I know a lot of friends who work in the DEA. Trust me." Haru stood up and poured him a glass of wine, then raised his glass.

Pu Dehuan thought for a moment and raised his glass, smiling, "One-thirtieth, how about that? I also need to make money. If it's any cheaper, it won't be enough to cover the gas expenses."

Even if it was one-tenth of what Park Dehuan could earn, he would still make a lot of money. However, Haru was not worth the price, and the other party could not give him much, so Park Dehuan was unwilling to give up his own interests.

He has always believed in one sentence, that as a person, you should ask yourself one more question: Why do you deserve this? Why do you want me to tolerate you?

Chapter 32: Special Ventriloquism, "Fountain" ()

Haru smiled and raised his glass and said, "Thank you very much. I will give you my villa in Korea. There is also a small gift I left for you there. I believe you will like it."

Park Dehuan smiled and said, "Thank you, General Haru. When are you leaving? I want to see you off."

"No, I will take the US Air Force's special plane back in about an hour. I will leave now." Haru stood up and said, "Enjoy it slowly. Goodbye."

Haru left very happily. He liked Park Dehuan more and more. He was magnanimous, generous, willing to give up his interests, and most importantly, he understood how to enter the game, set up the game, and never break the game. This was the true "goodness".

263 What is the difference between this and raping a woman?

After having a good meal and a drink, Pu Dehuan returned to Leshan. During this period, wealth was flowing into his hands continuously, but there were still two big problems that needed to be solved.

On the way back, Park Dehuan took out his phone and called Wu Zhixun and asked, "Zhixun, what is the situation in the Middle East now?"

"Boss..." Wu Zhixun hesitated to speak, but after thinking for a while, he finally said, "Hussein is very dissatisfied with our behavior. After the rebels got our weapons, they beat the government troops so hard that they couldn't even pay it back."

"This is a good thing. Hussein will buy weapons from us." Park Dehuan smiled and said, "I will sell them to him personally and take the opportunity to make a fortune."

"Boss!" Wu Zhixun roared, "Are you crazy? That's Hussein, a madman who would destroy a village whenever he got angry, a tyrant, and you gave weapons to his enemies."

"He will definitely not let you go. According to the information collected by the KGB Middle East Branch, Hussein now holds a grudge against you. He is ready to deal with you. If you come to the Middle East, you may be killed."

The smile on Park Dehuan's face gradually faded, and he asked, "Do you know plastic bags?"

"Of course I know. I used to be from the countryside. Boss, why are you talking about this?"

Pu Dehuan sneered and said, "Then do you know how many countries can make these things?"

"do not know."

"China, the United States, France, and the United Kingdom. These are the only four countries in the world that have the industrial capacity to manufacture plastic bags on their own." Pu Dehuan lit a cigar and exhaled white smoke, then asked again, "Do you know what weapons mean?"

"A murder tool."

"Yes, a tool for killing people." Pu Dehuan grinned and said, "You may not understand what this means, but I can tell you that there are only a few people in the world who can manufacture weapons, even the most basic bullets."

"Without the five permanent members and some countries with strong industrial capacity, wars in the Middle East and Africa can only be fought with sticks and machetes. Hussein is indeed terrifying and a madman, but he is not an idiot. He will know that without me, he is nothing."

Pu Dehuan took another puff of his cigar and continued, "Don't look down on any Middle Eastern or African country. They are all garbage. They are the kings of their countries, tyrants, and lunatics, but in front of us, they are just dogs."

"Without us, they will get nothing, not even enough bullets. Believe me, Zhixun, we are more terrifying and powerful than you think."

Wu Zhixun nodded and said, "I understand, Boss. Do you want to meet Hussein?"

"Of course." Park Dehuan said with a smile, "Make an appointment with him and I will go to meet him in person."

He knew too well the combat effectiveness of those countries. Iraq, Vietnam, India, they all boasted every day that they were the third or fourth most powerful military country, but if they came into contact with the five permanent members of the UN Security Council, they would be shattered.

In Africa, many countries basically fight for three to five days and then rest for half a month. It’s not that they want to rest, but the bullets have not been delivered yet. Both sides have no bullets and can only wait until the bullets arrive.

In small countries, every country seems to have strong military capabilities, but when it comes to real fighting, you will find that each one has World War II weapons, World War I logistics, and Napoleon tactics.

Even in the Middle East, they used money to arm themselves with seemingly powerful weapons, but in 03, the United States went crazy and couldn't find a single weapon of mass destruction in Iraq, a super oil-producing country.

It is nonsense to say that they have biological and chemical weapons. There are 197 countries and 36 regions in the world, and less than ten of them are capable of producing biological and chemical weapons.

No one looks down on resource-exporting countries. They are indeed very rich and seem to be very prosperous. But in front of industrial countries, they are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered. It's not that they don't want to kill you, but they don't need to do it now.

Because of this, Park Dehuan did not think that Hussein dared to deal with him. Iraq was under the US arms embargo, and even a death merchant like Victor did not dare to transport weapons to Iraq at will.

Now the only person who can export various weapons to Iraq is Park Dehuan. He is the only one in Iraq and the only arms dealer of Hussein. Unless the other party is mentally ill, no one would dare to touch him.

Returning to his bedroom, Park Dehuan saw Jin Yin lying on the bed looking at the ceiling. He locked the door, walked to the bed and looked at her.

The girl was wearing a jk short skirt, white and black stockings wrapped around her graceful legs, and a navel-baring short-sleeved school uniform that was cute and flirty. Her cold face showed no expression at all, and when she noticed that Park Dehuan was looking at her, she turned her head and took a look, then continued to stare at the ceiling.

"Take it off yourself. If you want to fuck me, don't let me waste my energy." Jin Yin said calmly, "Hurry up, I'll just treat it like a pig."

"It won't be any faster." Pu Dehuan sat next to her and said, "Why don't you take the money?"

"I don't like money, and you are a bastard, using money to humiliate us." Jin Yin closed his eyes and said, "I don't care about your stinky money."

Park Dehuan said with a smile: "It's great to be young. No wonder my mother asked me to interact with more people of my age when I was in school. This is the stage when economic conditions are least important and least realistic."

"Have you ever had a premature love?" Jin Yin smiled contemptuously. (Only China has the concept of premature love and is it widely used. I'm too lazy to search for the term here.)

Pu Dehuan shook his head and said, "No, where would I get so much time when I'm in school?" He began to take off his clothes.

Jin Yin thought for a moment and said, "Neither do I. I practice piano every day."

"You're so beautiful, isn't there anyone chasing after you?" Park Dehuan threw his clothes aside with a smile, stood up, sat on her belly and undressed her.

"Chasing me? Not even worthy." Jin Yin snorted and said, "I don't have time to waste on such boring things. Why don't you fall in love sooner? You look like you should be very popular."

"Indeed, but I'm not interested." Pu Dehuan lowered his head and looked at her face and smiled, "If I were in a relationship, I could only sleep with one woman, but I'm not in a relationship, so I can sleep with many, including you."

Jin Yin closed her eyes and did not answer. She waited quietly for Park Dehuan to undress her, ready to be violated.

Pu Dehuan stroked her face and said, "Open your eyes and look at me, quickly. It's so boring to play like this." Pu Dehuan lowered his head and looked at her face. It was flawless, a rare cold beauty.

"I was violated anyway, so what's the difference between opening my eyes and closing them?" Jin Yin opened his eyes and looked at Pu Dehuan and said, "I was raped by you anyway."

"What you said is really rude. We are making love." Pu Dehuan lowered his head and kissed the girl's thin lips and said, "Men and women make love. Don't you like it?"

"Anyway, in the end you put your big cock in my pussy and thrust it hard. How is this different from raping me?" Jin Yin tilted her head and looked at him and said, "I thought about it for a long time and found that you are really bad."

Pu Dehuan tilted his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You don't like my mother at all, and your target is not even her." Jin Yin snorted and said, "Your target is only me. You fucked my mother just to bully me and make me angry. It's more fun to fuck her."

"I've found a way to deal with you. I just need to act like a corpse and soon you won't be interested in me anymore. Come on, fuck me. I won't resist anyway. I'm like a corpse."

She smiled smugly.

Park Dehuan laughed and said, "What a smart girl. I like smart girls. One more thing, don't think you can deal with me like this. Believe me, I have a hundred ways to make you enjoy the feeling of being raped."

The smile on Jin Yin's face gradually disappeared. Park Dehuan picked her up and walked out of the bedroom, and came to a room specially used for playing with women. He opened a standing board, locked her hands above, then placed her body in the hole in the middle, closed the board, and locked her body.

A pair of beautiful jade feet were locked underneath, and the whole person was trapped in the board. Jin Yin finally panicked and said, "Put me down. This feeling is so uncomfortable."

Park Dehuan licked his lips and smiled, "I like this expression of yours. Next, I will enjoy you well. No, I will rape you hard." He squatted down and licked the soles of the girl's feet.

264 I don't care about my life, I just want to make money

Jin Yin smiled and twisted her body, begging, "Please don't, it's so itchy, I can't stand it, I'm sorry, Master, I can't stand it. Please let me go."

Pu Dehuan looked at the wet jade feet in front of him and said with a wicked smile: "How can I not taste such beautiful jade feet?" He licked his lips and ran his tongue over the round and pink toes, sliding one by one from left to right.

Jin Yin cried passively, but Park Dehuan ignored her at all. His tongue continued to move towards the tender arch of her foot. Her whole body shook more violently, and Park Dehuan enjoyed it more and more.

After savoring the soft jade feet, he walked to the front, looked at Jin Yin's pitiful appearance, and smiled, "Are you comfortable?"

"It's not comfortable at all." Jin Yin turned to look at Pu Dehuan and said, "Why are you so mean? You made me so itchy."

Pu Dehuan walked up to her hand and said, "Beat it out for me and I'll let you go. Otherwise, you still have one foot that I haven't touched, and you should know what will happen."