Ma Kui spoke with a grave demeanor, stating, “It has to be true; that doesn’t seem like something that could be faked. This kid knows our details and is well aware of our movements. He must have investigated us thoroughly.”
A Liang, feeling anxious, asked, “Is it possible that he’s a sliver?”
“I can’t…” Ma Kui replied, waving his hand dismissively. “Tiaozi wouldn’t y such tricks. This kid appears to have weathered many storms. We have numerous people and weapons here, yet he seems utterly unfazed. I nearly lost my footing from fear; do you honestly think Tiaozi possesses this kind of mental strength?”
With that, Ma Kui scanned the surroundings and added, “I now seriously suspect that this little guy has us surrounded in secret, yet we remain oblivious.”
Hearing this, Ah Liang’s anxiety intensified. He looked around nervously and remarked, “By the way, Uncle Ma, did you see how he broke the tie? Ipletely missed it… His strength is incredible. There’s no way a cow could break free, right?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Ma Kui appeared puzzled. “I can’t exin that either. What I do know is that this person is exceptionally wealthy, confident, and brave. His background is definitely not ordinary, and it’s beyond what we can handle. Perhaps he genuinely wants to include ‘Crazy Juarez’ in his ns; if that’s true, it might present an excellent opportunity…”
After a pause, Ma Kui continued, “Even if he turns out to be trouble, we should leave it to the boss to decide what to do.”
“That makes sense…” Ah Liang wiped the sweat from his brow, saying, “Let’s let the boss make the call; this is all so bizarre…”
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The real organization behind Soleil is a criminal group known as ‘Crazy Juarez,’ which has established itself in northern Mexico.
This unusual namees from the boss of the group, who is named Juarez.
In contrast to the low-key and reserved nature of Chinese culture, Westerners often prefer to incorporate their names into their businesses. Whether it’s Boeing or Dyson, the founder’s name is prominently featured.
Even a fashion brand co-founded by two individuals has both of their names included.
Such practices are rare in Huaxia.
However, in the West, it’s almost ubiquitous.
Thus, it’s no surprise that even a criminal organization would choose to carry the boss’s name as their own.
Although Crazy Juarez does not rank among the top five criminal groups in Mexico, their nefarious activities are on par with others.
To maximize profits, this group engages in a wide range of illegal activities. Manufacturing, smuggling, and selling contraband are merely a few. Kidnapping, extortion, and assassination also fall under their purview.
A significant part of their operations involves the resale of human organs.
Even more shocking, this group does not merely sell organs; they lure impoverished individuals from the United States and Canada into Mexico under false pretenses, harvest their organs, and then destroy their bodies.
Due to the overwhelming number of criminal organizations and homicides in Mexico, neither local police nor those from the U.S. and Canada can effectively intervene.
This has allowed their organ resale business to operate with minimal risk and high rewards, effectively bing a low-investment venture.<fn6c83> This update is avable on f?ndnovel</fn6c83>
They have conducted this trade for many years, with profits consistently increasing annually, and have faced little to no repercussions.
At that moment, Juarez was enjoying time with his attractive Mexican girlfriend at an underground casino in Ensenada.
Tonight, luck was on his side; he had triumphed in the casino, raking in a staggering $200,000.
Just as he was reveling in his good fortune, his subordinate Ma Kui called.
As he was about to reveal his cards, Juarez nced at his buzzing phone on the gambling table and felt a twinge of irritation. He answered the call curtly, “Why are you calling sote?! Don’t you know I’m in the middle of gambling?”
Ma Kui responded quickly, “Boss, there’s been an incident in the operating room; a significant figure has shown up…”