Starting as an arms dealer, I am the overlord in South America

In a bunker in Cartagena

"ah!!!"

"I said, I said..."

A man covered in blood was tied up, wailing in pain and begging for mercy.

It was visible to the naked eye that he was covered in wounds, especially his thigh, where several pieces of flesh were cut off.

Upon hearing this, the executioner stopped cutting the flesh, slowly stood up, and stared at the bloody man with a grim look:"Pablo, I will give you one more chance. If you dare to tease us again, it will not be just cutting your flesh. Don't blame us for being immoral. Go find your family. I believe you don't want us to harass your family, right?"

"Also, as long as you are willing to tell me where you hid the money, I can promise that after the money is found, I will give your family a sum of money so that they can live a worry-free life."

The bloody man was none other than Pablo, the largest drug lord in Latin America.

This once powerful drug lord is now worse than a dog.

After hearing what the executioner said, Pablo slowly raised his head and said tremblingly:"You...Are you really willing to give some money to my family?"

"Of course, I am a man of my words. Although you deserve to die, your family is not guilty of death, so as long as you tell me where you hid the money, I will not harass them."

Pablo knew that he had no choice but to pray that the other party would really not harass his family and was really willing to give his family some money.

"OK, I believe you, the place to hide the money is..."

"Are you sure this is the address?"

"I'm sure."Pablo looked sure.

"Well, if this is the address, you can live."

After saying that, without even looking at Pablo, he turned around and quickly left the interrogation room.

The bunker was very large, covering thousands of square meters. It was a bank vault before, and was converted into an interrogation room for the National Intelligence Agency.

Coming to the ground,

Bill knocked on a room."Knock, knock!"

"Come in."

Click.

Bill opened the door and walked in.

"How is it, did you tell me?"

Ed leaned back on the sofa, without raising his head, and asked.

Ever since he took over the task of interrogating Pablo from Moros, he has always attached great importance to the progress of the interrogation.

"Director, he has already recruited"

"Oh?" Ed chuckled,"Are you sure you really confessed? I'm not going to play tricks on you like I did the last two times, am I?"

"I think this is real. He doesn't look like he's lying to me. Bill looked at Ed seriously.

"Since you think what he said is true, then you can take someone to see it yourself and verify its authenticity."

""Yes, Chief!"

Bill bowed and agreed.

Ed waved his hand:"Go ahead, I'll wait for your good news."

"Yes!"

Caldas is a small town southwest of Medellin.

Bill came to this town with several National Intelligence Agency agents. After asking a few passers-by, he came to the address given by Pablo, which was a wooden house.

The wooden house was located halfway up the mountain.

There was a large garden lawn in front of the wooden house.

However, there were a lot of fallen leaves on the lawn.

It seemed that no one had come to clean it for a long time.

When he arrived at the wooden house, he pushed the door but it was locked and could not be opened.

Seeing this, Bill directly took out the pistol he carried with him. The gun was equipped with a silencer, so there was no need to worry about people hearing it.

He fired a shot at the door lock.

""Puff!"

The sound was very low, and it could not be heard unless you listened closely. He pushed the wooden door again, and this time it opened easily.

Looking at the thick dust on the ground, Bill walked directly into the wooden house and went directly to the master bedroom on the second floor. He found the wooden wardrobe and opened it. There were some clothes piled inside.

After taking out all the clothes and throwing them on the ground beside, he raised his hand and knocked on the wooden board of the cabinet. Hearing the sound of a hollow drum, his face lit up. He carefully observed the wooden board and found a joint. He tried to lift it with his fingers, but found that he could not get any force.

Thinking of the dagger he carried with him, he quickly pulled it out, and then inserted the blade of the dagger into the gap of the joint. With a little force, the spliced wooden board fell off. The true face of the inside was revealed. It turned out to be a secret compartment. The width of this secret compartment could only accommodate one person. He walked in and found that it was a closed room, which was extremely dark.

Fortunately, the door panel was opened and the sunlight shone in, so he could see part of it.

""Hiss!"

Bill gasped as he looked at the neatly piled up U.S. dollars. The secret room was full of piled up U.S. dollars, and the pile was as high as a hill. He didn't know how much money there was.

This time in the United States, when robbing the Chase Bank vault, there were not so many more than 700 million U.S. dollars.

He didn't rush to move it out. He asked two men to guard the door. Bill took out the satellite phone and quickly called Ed. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Hello?"

"Chief, it's me, Bill!"

"Well, how's it going? Did you find it?"

"The Director has found"

"Really? That's great, how much is it?"[]

"I don't know how much money it is, it's piled up like a small mountain, I estimate it's about 700 to 800 million US dollars"

"Really? Well, don't move, hold the place for me, I will immediately ask the Army Aviation to dispatch a helicopter."

"Okay, but Chief, I think you should bring in two more. I'm worried that one won't fit."

"OK, I got it!"

After hanging up the phone, Bill returned to the room and said to the four assassins who came with him:"Everyone, cheer up, the director will arrange a helicopter to come immediately.

There must be no trouble at this time, everyone be alert!""

""Yes!"

The four agents answered in unison.

Bill stood guard at the entrance to the secret chamber.

At the same time, after Ed personally communicated with the Army Aviation, one Black Hawk and two CH-53 Super Stallion helicopters took off from Cartagena Airport and flew along the coastline until they arrived in Necoli, and then flew towards the hinterland, passing through remote villages, forests, and valleys along the way.

The road was unobstructed.

Soon, three helicopters arrived at the cabin.

Because the cabin is located halfway up the mountain, it is not easy to park. Only a small piece of flat land in front of the cabin can park one.

So a Super Stallion landed on the flat ground..

The other two were suspended in the air nearby.

Bill, who heard the noise, walked out quickly and was overjoyed to see the three helicopters.

Then came the moving work.

Including the two pilots (the pilots of the Super Stallion that landed), a total of seven people began to move the stuff. It took a full half an hour to fill up a Super Stallion.

Then they changed to another one, which was not full this time, but was more than half full.

After it was full, the fleet returned the same way.

On that day, Ed mobilized the people in the bureau, and dozens of people (all death squads) counted the money.

It was not until the evening that the statistics were made.

Afterwards, they hurriedly drove to Louis' villa.

"Boss, we have found the vault where Pablo hid his money."

"Really?"

Lewis looked overjoyed and quickly asked,"Where's the money?"

"It has been shipped back and is currently in the basement of the Intelligence Bureau."

Louis was relieved to hear that the money had been shipped back.

"Boss, do you know how many there are?" Ed said with a smile

"How much?" Louis asked curiously.

"We counted it, the total is 7.58465 billion US dollars."

Louis frowned slightly:"Only 7.5 billion?"

"Well...We only found 7.5 billion!"

Luis shook his head:"Pablo's wealth is definitely more than this, he must have other places to hide his money."

"And?"

Ed was surprised, then frowned:"It shouldn't be, we have used all kinds of methods to interrogate him, we have cut off his flesh, he can't still be hiding, right?"

"I don't know how he managed to hold on, but in any case, his wealth must be much more than this, at least there are tens of billions of dollars that he hasn't told you about." At the end, Louis spoke loudly and with a very sure tone.

Apart from that, he had seen news reports in his previous life.

Just from the time he was in Colombia, he had also learned a little about the huge profits of drugs.

As the largest drug lord in Latin America, how could he have made more than 7 billion dollars after operating for more than a decade.

Seeing Louis's decisiveness, Ed couldn't help but become suspicious, and said in a deep voice:"Then I'll go back to the bureau and interrogate him again."

"Um!"

"When necessary, use some tricks." Louis reminded.

Ed nodded:"Understood!"

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