Reborn American Giants

"Mr. Motta, what you want is ready. When will it be delivered?" The manager in the front office of the hotel spoke softly, even though there was a long phone line between them.

She was slightly bent over.

No way, Mota's name is too loud in San Salvador at this time. People like the manager who often deal with all kinds of people don't need to know the name of the mayor, but they must know the name of the Gref family.

What is the leader's name?

Some people joked that if Mr. Motta offended the Gref family, he might end up jumping off a building.

"Send the things up," Mota turned his head, glanced at Victor, and when he nodded, he told the manager: "There will be some guests coming later, please bring them in."

After hanging up the phone, Mota returned to the sofa and sat down, looking at Victor in silence.

There are many well-intentioned or malicious jokes out there, but Victor is indifferent to them. They use their words just to vent their depression, which he can understand and accept. If everyone who said bad things about him would say something bad about him, he would

If they were to be killed, that would probably be a very huge number.

Today is May 22nd, Thursday, and the weather is nice. In the eyes of others, today is not a national holiday, nor is it a local holiday in San Salvador, nor is it the birthday of Victor or anyone else around him.

Today is just an ordinary day.

Many ordinary people will not know why Victor appeared here, but those who are qualified to know understand what is about to happen today and will remember this day firmly.

Since announcing the establishment of the "Unite El Salvador" group, Victor has been busy with how their small group will respond to the upcoming political storm, so he has no energy to pay attention to this new organization that integrates the top organizations in El Salvador.

The group's affairs were handed over to Mota.

Not surprisingly, even though the leaders of several other organizations had no choice but to accept Victor's proposal and agreed to join the "Unite El Salvador" group, the establishment of this new group was still a mess and the progress was slow.

After the top leaders of the Brotherhood, such as Arreaza, Cevedo, and Ramon, were wiped out, the remaining members were divided into three parts, and a fight broke out among them to compete for the highest power of the organization.

Some of them united with Glario Torico, and some supported Eliotrio, another middle-level leader who had a good reputation in the past. There were also some fence-sitters who did not participate in the fight between the other two parties. They used Rufinoë

Chernik is the representative.

Glario and Eli were already locked in a fight to the death over the supreme power of the organization, plus the brotherhood's spot on a committee within the "United El Salvador" group.

Everyone on both sides knows that if they want to survive, they must get this position on the committee. The new group controls all the goods channels and distribution rights in El Salvador. Without this position, there will be absolutely no room for non-group members to survive in El Salvador in the future.

But Victor had said it before. Each of the organizations that have joined the group can only get one position.

Therefore, under the instigation of interests, the two forces of Glario and Eli have had four fierce gun battles. Both sides want to completely eliminate each other, and the Brotherhood has actually split.

There are also problems with the organizations in several other groups. The Rolling Stone Machine led by Celia, a woman, began to develop vigorously after taking back the Manglares area. However, the territorial power around San Salvador City has long been fixed, and other

The pocketbook of several organizations.

Celia is also a ruthless person. She sent gang members of the highly mobile Rolling Stone Machine into the territories of several other organizations to bulk cargo on the grounds that everyone is a member of the same group.

This move was strongly opposed by the hometown association and the Desert Ants. Mota was also very dissatisfied with the Rolling Stone Machine's approach, but until Victor didn't speak out, he couldn't make up his mind on how to punish Celia, a woman.

But it's fine now. Victor finally has time to go back to the matter of "uniting El Salvador". Let him handle all this.

Not long after, Victor heard footsteps coming from outside the door of the conference hall. He stood up from the sofa and walked towards him. He thought that the first person to arrive here would be Celia from the Rolling Stones. But he didn't expect that.

Yes, the first one to come here was Risteo, the leader of the desert ants.

At this time, Risteo was completely different from the Risteo half a year ago. Although he was also the leader of the desert ants half a year ago, his appearance and demeanor were far different from those of the past.

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He wore a white Mexican wide-brimmed hat on his head and a denim jacket. A wooden sign was exposed on his chest. If Victor saw it correctly, the carving on it should be a popular worship among Mexican drug traffickers.

"Rogue Mavid", local drug lords and drug dealers regard him as the "drug god", they will leave messages and enshrine statues of Mavid in temple-like places.

He also wore a pair of pointed leather shoes with patterns on his feet. The spurs hanging on the heels did not have a pair of gears like ordinary shoes, but two skulls. The whole person looked high-spirited and enjoying himself.

The nourishment of rights.

"Thank you very much for coming here. Did you have a good trip?" Victor walked up to Listeo, enthusiastically opened his arms and gave him a big hug, and then led him into the room while holding his arm.

Listeo smiled and said, "It's a bit uncomfortable, but overall it's okay. The airline you introduced last time is very good. Private jets are much more comfortable than flying passenger planes."

In half a year, Listeo, who used to worry about every penny, bought an SJ30 private jet worth three million US dollars without blinking an eye. This price is higher than those private jets used by the real rich for pleasure.

It's a bit worse, but definitely not the worst, it's mid-range.

In half a year, Risteo managed the smuggling channel in Tijuana, Mexico very well. Relying on the high-quality goods in his hands, and through the smuggling channel controlled by Desert Ant, he occupied 60% of Tijuana's smuggling channels to the United States.

market share.

In Tijuana, Risteo has a new, awesome name.

The local Mexicans called him the "El Salvador Coyote," and more than a hundred people died at his hands or under his command. If it weren't for the fact that eating all of Tijuana would trigger a backlash among local Mexicans, perhaps Lister would

Austria has long unified all of Tijuana.

Therefore, Desert Ant is now developing quite well, and Risteo already has strong capital. Local celebrities, rich people and official figures in Tijuana often invite him to participate in various activities.

And who brought all this, Listeo naturally knew clearly, so when facing Victor, he seemed very enthusiastic.