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An expensive coffee cup fell to the spotless wooden floor and shattered.

Hector's fingers were trembling, and several complex emotions were mixed on his face.

There is shock, anger, doubt... and deep-hidden fear and apprehension.

When he heard the report from his subordinates and learned that the logistics warehouse containing a large number of gleaming goods had been destroyed, he immediately felt angry.

At the same time, this also made him understand a fact that although he had expected it, he was unwilling to face it:

Those were the people who had repeatedly sabotaged his revenge plans. They did not choose to continue to evade his pursuit, but killed them back.

Apparently they also realized that either they would die or they would die.

"Mr. Hector?"

The subordinates who came to report to Hector were trembling with fear, fearing that they might accidentally anger the boss.

But what he didn't expect was that Hector waved his hand: "I know."

The men were stunned for a moment.

knew?

That's it?

Hector's calm reaction made his men feel lucky to have escaped, but also confused.

Originally, his subordinates thought that he was dead and there was absolutely no chance of escaping.

But Hector was not angry or angry as expected, but was calm, even too calm.

It seemed that he noticed that his subordinate was still standing in front of him, waiting for his instructions.

Hector waved his hand: "Will you go down first?"

Not daring to neglect, his subordinates hurriedly bent down and quickly escaped from the office as if they were granted amnesty.

I'm afraid that if I'm slow for a second, I'll be fed to the lions.

After his men walked out, Hector returned to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a small dark orange medicine bottle from inside.

He opened the bottle, poured out a few pills, and popped them into his mouth.

Instead of using water, just swallow the pills directly.

After taking the medicine, Hector's complexion obviously improved slightly, although the effects of the medicine should not have taken effect yet.

He slowly sat down on the boss's chair and lit himself a cigarette, filled with smoke.

"The gleaming logistics warehouse is not the end, but the beginning. If the enemy is allowed to continue to destroy it, the Salamanca Group's industry will be greatly damaged."

"Even if I don't care, there are so many people in the group who still need to eat."

"Even if I have eliminated the opposition before, if I can't pay the money, everyone will oppose me, including those who helped me eliminate the opposition."

"In the final analysis, the Salamanca Group is just a well-packaged large-scale gang."

Hector took a deep drag on the cigarette, and the light from the cigarette butt flickered. He let the smoke he inhaled fall silent in his lungs for a while, and then he coughed and blew out the smoke ring.

"The enemy is very strong. They must be very professional mercenaries or military security contractors. If you just send ordinary gangsters to strengthen the defense of other industries, it will be useless. The only ones who can be useful are These three hundred gunmen in the manor.”

"However, the other party's purpose must be this. Considering that I will send these gunmen out, which will weaken the manor's defense force, if I really do this, then I will fall into the other party's trap."

"I can't do this, I can't die now."

Hector grabbed his hair irritably

.

After a while like that, he finally put down his hands.

He thought of a way.

Hector picked up the phone and dialed a number.

After the call was connected, a hoarse voice sounded from the other side.

"Mr. Hector, long-awaited greetings. How are you doing?"

However, Hector had no intention of chatting with the person opposite him. He went straight to the point: "Colonel, I'm in trouble now and need your help."

"Speak, Mr. Hector."

"I need you to immediately dispatch the military to Tijuana and impose martial law in some areas."

"Are the areas you mentioned referring to the Salamanca Group's industries?"

Hector didn't find it strange at all that the other party would say such things.

The other party also has its own intelligence network, and even within the Salamanca Group, there are nails planted by the other party.

Of course, there are also nails planted by Hector in the army.

Chapter 251 Talking about money hurts feelings, talking about feelings hurts money (3K)

"Yes."

Hector admitted.

He needs help now, and the Salamanca Group is weaker than ever at this moment.

Therefore, he felt that it was not impossible to lower his posture appropriately.

But what Hector didn't expect was that the colonel, who had been fed by the Salamanca Group, would actually make conditions at this time.

"Then what benefit can you give me?"

Hector couldn't help but hold the phone a little harder, and his fingers turned white from the exertion.

He said suppressing his anger.

"Benefits? Colonel, please understand that I am not the only one who has suffered losses, and you cannot be alone. If the losses I suffer are too great, I will not be able to help you deposit those green euros in your Swiss bank. in the account.”

The colonel's tone also became colder: "Are you threatening me?"

"Threat? No, no, no, Colonel, you misunderstood. I am definitely not threatening you. I am just stating a fact. How long have we been friends? Five years? Or ten years? I can't even remember. Even if interests are put aside, I think you should give me a hand for the sake of being an old friend."

Hector is not a naive person, even an idealist like Jefferson Peralez will use necessary means when necessary.

Not to mention that Hector is not an idealist yet.

The subtext of what he said is actually, "When you help me, you are helping yourself. You and the Salamanca Group will both prosper and lose. The Salamanca Group will be severely damaged, and you will also lose." a stable source of income."

Of course the colonel also heard the subtext of Hector.

But the colonel's greed was far beyond Hector's imagination, and the other party just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Don't talk about friendship with me. Talking about friendship will cost money. Just ask, how much benefit can you give me? I have plenty of time and I can afford it, but I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Hector finally understood that the other party would not let go unless he offered some benefits. After cursing a few words in his heart, he finally said reluctantly.

"Two weeks, the army only needs to protect the Salamanca Group's industries for two weeks at most. I am willing to pay you 20 million euros."

Hector thought the price he gave was reasonable, but the other person gave him a different answer: "I don't want money, I want the group to pay me dividends every year."

"This is impossible!" Hector was so angry that he stood up from his chair, veins popping on his forehead.

"Nothing is impossible. You are begging me now, not me begging you."

"Colonel, is this really necessary? I don't think it's necessary to go to this extent, right?"

"Mr. Hector, I have killed many people in my life. Do you know what the people I killed said the most before they died? They would all say, 'There is no need to go to this extent.'"

Hector was silent.

The colonel was threatening him.

A naked threat.

And I am sure he will agree.

Because if he doesn't agree, he's finished and the Salamanca Group will fall apart.

But the colonel has an army, and whoever the next King of Tijuana is, he will still be a colonel.

Hector suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said, "I can give you a 10% dividend every year."

"Ten percent is too little, and 40 percent is not enough."

"This is impossible! Do you know the concept of forty percent?"

"I know, of course I know, and what I know more is that if you had other options, you would never come to me."

Hector's face turned completely gloomy.

If anyone who is familiar with him is here, they will know that when he shows such an expression, he is about to send people to feed the lions.

"Fifteen percent, no more. If I die, although you will still be a colonel, the next group to take over may not be as generous as me."

"Twenty percent, I have my people ready. If you agree, I will send them to Tijuana. And even if this matter is over, I will leave some soldiers to continue to protect After all, your property includes a huge dividend from me, and I can’t bear to lose anything.”

"Okay, 20% is 20%, deal done."

After finishing the call with the colonel, Hector looked ugly

started to curse.

"This greedy pig actually dares to negotiate terms with me. I don't think he would be where he is today without the Salamanca Group?"

"This unfamiliar white-eyed wolf will wait until this incident is over and find an opportunity to hint to his subordinates to take his place. Anyway, the officers under this guy have already wanted to take his place."

Hector cursed for a while before finally stopping. He took a breathless drink of water, sat down again, and made another phone call.

"Are you Mr. Hands from Taipingzhou? I am Hector Salamanca, the Hector Salamanca of the Salamanca Group. I have a commission here and I need some people to help me with it. one thing."

"I know you middlemen like to find some gangsters from the streets to do things, but my commission can only succeed, not fail, so I don't want mercenaries."

"I heard that in Night City, the Animal Gang is the most suitable person to do this job. Help me find some good people from the Animal Gang. Money is not an issue. There will be a heavy reward after the work is completed."

…

Salamanca Group outside their hacienda on the outskirts of Tijuana.

A few hundred meters away, a car was parked.

Su Xiao and V were sitting in the car.

Lucy wasn't in the car, it was just the two of them.

At this time, the two of them were eating tacos and observing the situation in the manor.

After raiding the logistics warehouse disguised as a fried chicken restaurant, they drove directly here.

Lucy got out of the car halfway and took a taxi to another property of the Salamanca Group.

Not to cause damage, but to observe separately.

V next to him suddenly handed over a bottle of mineral water: "Want some water?"

"Thanks."

Lidya Su felt a little thirsty.

He put the taco on his lap, took the mineral water, drank a few sips, and then screwed the lid back on.

If anything happens, you won't be in a hurry.

"The gunmen in the manor didn't even show any signs of being dispatched. Could it be that Hector hasn't received the news yet?"

"Probably not. If the Salamanca Group had such efficiency, it would have been swallowed up by other groups long ago."

At this time, Lucy's voice suddenly came from the communication channel.

"Su, can you hear me?"

Su Xiao was stunned, and subconsciously put down the taco, and at the same time touched the kinetic energy pistol next to her with her right hand.

"Roger, please answer."

"Someone has come to protect the Salamanca Group's industry."

"What? But I don't see any gunmen leaving the manor here."

"It's not gunmen, it's... the army has entered the city."

V said in disbelief: "It's actually the army."

Lucy's voice sounded filled with remorse.