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Chapter 206: Navy and Traditional Culture

"Ah, ah, it's nothing, I suddenly thought of something interesting." Sean came back to his senses, smiled and hugged Joel Ronald's shoulders, "I tell you, everything is fake, Daole

That’s the real thing!”

"Dao Le, US Dao Le!" A hand reached out to Joel Ronald and made a gesture of counting money.

"There's nothing that money can't solve. If there is, it's because you haven't spent enough money!"

"You should think about it again!"

"Hey." Joel Ronald smiled and rubbed his hands.

This break just made Joel Ronald make up his mind.

Over the past year or so, Joel Ronald has also made a lot of money through Sean's approach, and he has also used this to build relationships.

This time Sean wants to buy a Keeling-class boat. This is not a small amount of money. While making a lot of money, it can also open up many relationships.

Maybe, my position may not necessarily have the opportunity to move up.

Since there is US knife fun and you can walk up, why not?

There is no reason!

"But there is one problem that you have to solve yourself." Joel Ronald thought for a while and said.

"What, you said!" Sean asked aloud.

"You have to deal with the presidential palace. Don't give you the boat here. Someone will come directly to check it out." Joel Ronald reminded.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem." Sean thought for a while and thought that he should be able to solve it by contacting George W. Bush.

It's better to spend some money.

Spend some time, even if it's sneaky.

With this Keeling-class warship, on this street in the Caribbean, find out who is...

Sean: American troops, stand up first.

Sean: Everyone here is a Sun thief!

When the time comes, you want to interfere in the internal affairs of Colombia and Venezuela, but you don’t have anything to do?

Even if it's to support the rebels.

We can't all count on the U.S. military.

Even if the matter is settled, as for the price, Joël Ronald can't decide at the moment. He has to discuss it with the people above. After all, many people are sharing the money.

Sean is not in a hurry. This is for him now. There is no place to dock. He has to wait until the base port in Cartagena is built.

As for whether the Colombian military will stop?

How about you hit me?

Whatever, really!

Of course, this is a joke, we are a sovereign country after all.

Panama:???

Pretty girl: What are you looking at!

Panama: It’s okay…

That's all about Keelin for now. Besides, Sean has other things to buy.

"Small gunboat? That little thing with a displacement of 500 tons?" Joel Ronald was stunned and asked with some confusion: "What do you want this thing for?"

"Are you going to attack Colombia or something?"

Sean was just about to say that he was crazy to attack Colombia when he heard Joel Ronald say: "No, you don't need such an advanced gunboat to attack Colombia."

Sean:???

Is the Colombian Navy shameless?

Seeing Sean's appearance, Joel Ronald smiled and said: "Don't believe me, don't think I insulted them. Let me tell you, the largest number in our navy now is the port patrol boats, with more than 40 ships.

That thing..."

"How should I put it? The large one has a displacement of about 2 tons and has several machine guns in its firepower. It was almost sunk by a small fishing boat while on patrol a while ago!"

Poof, Sean spit out a sip of coffee.

"Yes, that's it. Their main battleship, yes, and two submarines, but they have to use them carefully. If they accidentally drive into the sea, they will fall apart." Joël Ronald's face was full of contempt.

Yes, the Caribbean Sea is the swimming pool in the back garden of the US military. It would be great if other countries could have ships!

warship!?

Do you want a model?

Sean shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm dealing with pirates!"

"Ha! This was not 300 years ago, and there were no pirates in the Caribbean." Joel Ronald said with a laugh.

"You can have this!" Sean shook his head and chuckled, "It's not a good thing that there are no pirates. It's too idle."

"If there are no gangs, what's the use of the police? If there are no pirates, what's the use of the navy?"

Joel Ronald leaned on his seat and looked at Sean sideways, always feeling that this guy had no good intentions.

"Haha, let's not talk about that." Sean laughed and changed the subject: "I am here to deal with drug criminals. You know, I hate evil the most, and drug criminals and I are at odds with each other!"

"Okay, okay, I don't care what you want to do, but this thing is usually used as a target ship. Well, it's not a problem to get a few for you." Joël Ronald said nonchalantly.

"Well, help me add weapons, small-caliber naval guns, and take good care of it."

"What the hell are the small-caliber naval guns?" Joël Ronald muttered, "Then you have to look for them in the garbage dump. There are quite a few that have been removed from abandoned ships and they are all rusty."

"How long will it take to get it?"

"Well, about half a month."

"How much?"

"500,000, one boat, how many do you want?" Joël Ronald thought about it and asked for a high price. He waited for Sean to bargain, and he was satisfied with 100,000.

All that junk is rotting in the warehouse, and it's hard to sell it for scrap metal.

"Three ships should be enough." It was really expensive. Sean thought to himself. If Lao Maozi disintegrated, this kind of junk could be replaced with the same weight of flour.

But since he is in the United States, it is difficult for him to use Lao Maozi's stuff.

The US military will not be happy here.

Seeing that Sean agreed without blinking, Joel Ronald's eyes and brows were filled with joy.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone the price." Sean suddenly blinked, "We are friends, dear friends!"

"Yes, we are friends."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

That feeling is so old and solid!

After solving the problem of the ship, Sean returned to Cartagena again and contacted Gustavo at the same time.

Otherwise, it would be better to say that colleagues are enemies. Without any hesitation, Gustavo gave Sean all the information he knew about drug traffickers smuggling goods from South America.

And he also promised that he would continue to inquire about this information, when did they come from, where did they come from, what ship did they use...

As for the Columbia side, Sean has a street committee.

Sean had also learned about the goods delivery channels in South America before.

Some were transported by the US military, some were transported by the CIA, and some were ordinary drug lords who specialized in transit.

Finally, some large organizations come here directly to get goods.

This part is the smallest.

Sean did not dare to touch the interests of the US military and the CIA, but for the other interests, Sean had to scrape off a layer of oil and water.

I can squeeze out oil from garbage dumps, I can squeeze out urine from toads, what happened to drug criminals!

Can drug criminals not pay tolls?

Is there any royal law?

Is there any law?

Sean is determined to teach these damn drug dealers what the rules are!

I, Sean, am the rule!

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