Chapter 343 Sixth Street Gang Trade Protection Law
At night, Lille came to Arroyo Industrial Park as scheduled. On the one hand, he wanted to collect money, and on the other hand, he was very interested in this group of mercenaries.
[Transfer: +40,000 Euros]
[Balance: 50,000 Euros]
[Sergeant: Still very professional, wait for me a moment. 】
The sergeant was sitting on a folding chair, with his legs on the bullet box and his hands folded on his chest. He was still wearing the same black combat uniform he had during the day, and the blood hadn't even had time to be washed off.
Obviously, he was quite angry.
After paying the money, he spat, the saliva mixed with the blood on the ground, and continued to look at the person in front of him.
“You don’t fucking know the person who informed me immediately? Are you still buying things with him?”
Five people were kneeling in front of him, tied together tightly. One of them, wearing a suit and leather tie, might have been a very high-status person.
But now he is gray and gray, half of his face is swollen and bleeding.
Beside him were what looked like hotel receptionists, technicians and cleaners.
These ordinary people were trembling, and the man in the suit was not much better. He looked like he wanted to bite his tongue, but was worried about not having the guts to bite his tongue.
“I’m asking you a question!” The sergeant immediately loaded his gun and pointed it at the man in the suit.
“At first they said they were just here to sell things, cheaper than the market price. I was very alert, but they. They came with guns!
Damn it, what the hell can I do! They came with guns! They came with guns! "
"Yes, yes, here you come with a gun! I also have a gun! I not only took the gun, but now I'm going to kill this idiot. ”
As he spoke, the sergeant directly stuffed the barrel of the gun into the mouth of the man in the suit. Tears suddenly burst out of the man in the suit. He shook his head slightly towards the sergeant in horror, his teeth trembled, and he kept pressing the gun. The friction and collision made a harsh sound
Then everyone smelled the smell of urine
After a stalemate for a while, the sergeant pulled out the barrel of the gun, and the man in the suit started. Vomiting on the ground.
He retracted his legs in disgust, and then motioned for his men to take action -
A Sixth Street Gang gave him a shot with a pneumatic syringe, and the vomiting stopped instantly, but he seemed to be in worse condition.
"If something like this happens, what do you think we should do?"
The man in the suit nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, if I give you another 20% of the hotel's revenue, I will Take 30%. I’ll take 20% - 10%!”
“Okay, get out”
The electronic lock opened automatically. The man in the suit stood up unsteadily, then fell down. He completely ignored what the less able-bodied employees behind him would do, and limped toward the door.
The employee fell to the ground, looking at the heavily armed Sixth Street Gang around him, feeling the smell of blood in the room, and his legs were weak with fear!
Slowly the first employee stood up and ran away stumblingly.
After I ran the first one, I felt more psychological pressure from behind. I was even more panicked on the ground, and even stood up with all my strength!
This place seemed to have turned into a silent hell, but the psychological pressure almost made their hearts burst.
But no one cares about that anymore.
The sergeant stood up and walked to the next room used for conversation -
"You are really my savior, Burger King"
V and Jack raised their eyebrows , seems to be saying: Is he the only one?
Then the sergeant paused and said: "Buying stupid big shots, you are all my saviors."
The atmosphere relaxed.
Lille said: "The hotel owner?"
"Yes." The sergeant nodded, sat down in front of Lille, and said with irony, "Fuck. Damn stupid company dog.
This idiot used to work at Ye's company. With some money, he made connections and opened a hotel in Santo Domingo.
What's the deal? Professionals provide warm and quiet high-end hotel services
The mercenary checked into the hotel a long time ago and even gave him a promotion! This idiot didn't notify me!
He didn’t even think about it, he could open this high-end hotel because I was maintaining law and order for him——
I only charged him 50% of the protection fee before! Is this too much? Is this too much? ! "
V was happy: "What do you think? The cost of opening a hotel has increased by 50%, and now he only has 10% left. "
"If I don't protect him, he'll just let it go." The sergeant looked at Jack again, "Didn't you work with Valentino before? Valentino's commission is much higher than mine. ”
"That's all nonsense, Valentino."
Before Jack started typing, the sergeant nodded wildly: "Ah, yes, yes, Valentino doesn't smoke, he just needs to know Spanish and he is of Mexican origin. , be kind to your own people, and treat them to meals at a discount from time to time
If you want to do business, you have to reincarnate - or meet Valentino every day. They want money to buy blood, don’t you think they want less than me?
Racist bastards”
“Ahem” Lear saw that Jack was about to blow his nose. Staring, he coughed twice and interrupted the sergeant, "That's almost it. You don't think it's much better for you to spend money to buy an old American citizenship, do you?"
"What's wrong with the spirit of America? It's open and diverse. As long as you have money to pay taxes, any ethnic group can do business here. Well, I'm going too far. You're right."
Jack is not the only one looking at this. Lille also started to look evil: if you want to get down to business, do it quickly and don't brag all day long.
The sergeant quickly brought the topic back: "I asked some connections, and they said that these mercenaries may be from outside, and the equipment is also from outside.
They do this, Holy Domingo's business can't continue, so I want to send you a commission. This time there is a lot of money. You can count it."
"I paid 30 for you last time. Wan, this time the opponent is also under the banner of the Sixth Street Gang, so 300,000 is not too much, right?”
The sergeant thought for a moment: Although he was cheated by Lear last time, it was not unacceptable.
This number is fair for the job. "That's it."
"Then the number of mercenaries on the opposite side is incomplete, the personnel are complete, and they also have ram-type sniper rifles. They are extremely dangerous. An extra 200,000 is not too much. ?”
The sergeant suddenly realized and his expression changed drastically.
Leal continued.
“Holding an anti-armor sniper rifle, you are still in the dark. You have no useful information at all. You have to start from scratch. Isn’t it too much to add 300,000 yuan?”
“ You can just go and rob!" After the sergeant vented, he put on a "good job" face, "Brother, we really have no money.
I won't give it to you. You have more brains than me. You know I didn’t lie to you. The most I can give you is 500,000 yuan.
Or do you accept it on credit?”
As he spoke, the sergeant turned his pocket outwards.
What the sergeant said was actually quite sincere.
It would be extremely terrifying for a gang to be beaten back to its base camp. If the entire gang goes public, all losses will be reflected in the stock market.
This level of loss is equivalent to automobile companies announcing a shutdown of production, electronic product companies announcing product recalls, and the audit industry falling into a deep debt crisis
What's more, after Lille beat him up, he still After experiencing the civil strife, the strength was already weakened, and people had not yet had time to hire.
In the end, Adecado occupied the land, hired many workers, and even opened a workshop-
His sergeant did not dare to go there to collect money.
The Sixth Street Gang’s business has indeed come to an end.
That is, this incident threatens the entire gang. He can use public funds and let him get the money himself, but it is impossible to come up with so much money.
“Even if you don’t think about me, you still have to think about the people of Santo Domingo, right?” The sergeant spread his hands, “I know you may have problems with scum like us, but no six Street gangs, should the locals count on the NCPD? ”
"Don't you think you are better than the NCPD?"
"I won't refute that."
Quite honest.
The Six Street Gang made its fortune because local veterans saw the poor security in Santo Domingo and spontaneously organized community "public welfare" security.
They punish disobedient violent elements, and they need money to do so, right? When neighbors see them doing this work, they are happy to give them money, which is better than joining the NCPD in vain.
But as time goes by, violent elements with brains choose to join gangs, and the security fee becomes a protection fee of a sinister nature.
The local residents didn’t have any more money, so they started to attack the enterprises and slowly developed upwards, becoming what they are today.
They will be corrupt, they will do shameful things, and they will be more partial to their own gang members
But if you make an analogy, you will find that NCPD is also like this.
Perhaps due to some reasons, there are still some good police officers in the NCPD, but they are only very good, and the number is even rarer. They are indeed not much better than the Sixth Street Gang.
People and things in this world always seem to be so unreasonable: a small grass grows on the barren and harsh soil. People hope that it can protect other plants around it and improve the environment so that useful crops can be planted in the future. Produce beautiful flowers.
As a result, as it grows, it turns into weeds and weeds. They have the final say on what can and cannot be planted on this land.
Lille leaned forward slightly: "In that case, I have another question. Did you say that the hotel owner bought things from them before?"
"Yes, I bought these."
The sergeant passed a list of items to Leal.
Most of the items on the list are daily necessities that may be used when opening a hotel, but the brands are still rare in Night City.
They are all European companies, imported goods.
"In addition to these, there are also prosthetic clinics and arms. Well, everything you can think of is available. They say they have better suppliers who can sell them to these little bastards at low prices."< br>
In terms of medical products, because they were robbed by Burger King and then caused such a big incident, the people in biotechnology did not dare to continue to cooperate with the Sixth Street Gang——
Or the sergeant could give some more benefits , but if the profits are given away, it will be difficult for the gang to recover quickly, and the shipment volume will be small, making it difficult to meet the needs of Santo Domingo. Naturally, the rebels will take advantage of it.
Other supply channels are basically in the same state, and they are all problems caused by the attack on gang credibility.
The sergeant was scratching his head and couldn't figure out who was shipping goods at a low price, and also through those brainless thieves. He just felt that this matter was not simple.
V grasped the key point: "So in addition to collecting protection fees, you also restrict other people from buying things casually. If your business can't continue, how can you pay protection fees?"
"I am. I am also doing this to protect local enterprises. Do you understand the trade protection law?"
In fact, it is to protect myself, because if these industries can buy it from other people, they can't buy it here. Even if they can fight, it will be difficult to support them.
From a social perspective, if you follow someone who can fight, you may survive in the short term, but in the long run you will lose your development prospects.
Only by following someone who has the goods and can still fight, you are more likely to survive and continue to develop in the long term.
So this is indeed not a simple gang civil strife. There is a high probability that an outside company wants to support a shipping channel.
Only if they can make money from the target market can they overcome the high cost of running a transoceanic enterprise and set up a local branch.
This is a European company doing product marketing.
"500,000 is not impossible, but I have a few conditions."
"What conditions?"
"First of all, I need you to cooperate with me in killing the mercenaries. Secondly, your trade protection law protects me, and I will ship the goods to you.”
(End of this chapter)