Richardson and his three companions turned to look at Baldwin.
Without the slightest hesitation, Baldwin tossed his handgun about five or six meters away.
His three subordinates followed suit and did the same.
Seeing this, a member of the Mexico Gang named Robin asked, "Richardson, are we really going to surrender?"
Richardson hesitated for a moment, then looked up again, but with the strong lights above, he couldn't see anything clearly. Ultimately, he gritted his teeth and also threw his gun away.
Seeing Richardson do this, Robin and his three men, after a brief pause, also threw their guns away.
Upstairs, noticing that the opposition no longer posed a threat, David gestured to Bucky and the others, who immediately understood and pointed the searchlights upward.
Without the blinding glare of the strong lights, the members of the Mexico Gang and Baldwin were finally able to see the people who had attacked them.
But when they saw Nisen and his men armed to the teeth with M4A1s, M16 rifles, tactical helmets, tactical vests, and night vision goggles, they were stunned.
They had been dealing drugs, sure, but there was no need to deploy special forces to catch them, was there?
They weren't some terrorist organization or warlord!
Indeed, they thought David's group consisted of special forces personnel.
Because, as far as they knew, neither the police nor the FBI would be armed to this extent.
In their minds, only special forces would go to such lengths!
But whether or not to say it, they now felt somewhat relieved about the decision they had made earlier.
If they had dared to resist earlier, with these people's equipment and capabilities, wouldn't they have been slaughtered like pigs?
Just as both groups were still in a state of shock,
the sound of footsteps coming from a nearby passage snapped them out of it, and they all looked in that direction.
Soon, a figure appeared before their eyes.
The others were just curious, as they didn't know who David really was.
In their home country of Mexico, there were numerous official agencies that took their black money.
Although these agencies took black money, they dared not to do it openly.
But now the National Tax Bureau, by openly collecting taxes, was essentially doing the same thing as taking black money, right?
And they even deemed it a legal act!
This felt utterly preposterous to them!
David, seeing everyone still in a daze, said, "So, do you all understand now?"
Baldwin stepped forward, slightly disgruntled, and said, "Director David, if you're here to collect taxes, just say so. There's no need to ambush us with such a big show, is thre?"
"There's no need for others, but for dealing with a group of ruthless drug traffickers like you, I think it's somewhat necessary!"
This left Richardson and Baldwin somewhat at a loss for words.
But upon reflection, they realized it was true.
If David hadn't shown up today with such a formidable display, and had tried to discuss the tax issue with them, they would probably have resisted right away.
But now, with so many guns pointed at them, they couldn't dare to make a scene, no matter how unhappy they were.
Without concerning himself with what they were thinking, David walked forward to the pile of money that had fallen on the ground in the commotion, shuffled through it, and asked, "This is four million US dollars, right?"
Richardson's brow furrowed as he replied, "What do you want?"
"I've already said, I'm here to collect taxes. According to the black tax law, any amount over four hundred and fifteen thousand and fifty US dollars is subject to a tax rate of 39.6%."
David looked at Richardson and said, "This here is four million, so I will take one million five hundred and eighty-four thousand US dollars. You don't have any objections, do you?"
Hearing that one million five hundred and eighty-four thousand was going to be taken, Richardson looked very displeased.
Meanwhile, Baldwin secretly rejoiced inside.
There was an unwritten rule in drug dealing transactions.
If you're caught a second before taking delivery, the loss of the goods has nothing to do with the buyer.