Henry and his team worked hard to load all the cocoa powder into the car. After loading, they left quickly, and the dock became dark and quiet again.
There is only the sound of non-stop ocean waves.
back to the new station.
In the living room, a group of people looked excitedly at the suitcase on the coffee table. The lid of the suitcase was opened and inside was a wad of brand new hundred dollar bills.
"Boss, I've counted it. There are 300,000 in total." Xiao En reported excitedly.
The others are all excited, this time they can get a lot of money.
Hardy did not wait for anything, and directly ordered the money to be divided.
"Take out 90,000 to turn in the gang."
Sean immediately counted out ninety thousand and put it aside.
According to the agreement between him and Siegel, they were divided into three to seven. The money would be 90,000 to Siegel.
Sean and Henry didn't know about Hardy and Siegel's private decision. Hardy felt that it was not necessary to tell them about everything. It is actually easier and happier to make money with yourself.
"Two hundred fifty-five cents, one of you can divide thirteen thousand, and Sean will send the money." Hardy said.
It's not a long time, each of these guys has a huge pile of money in their hands.
All the rest belongs to Hardy.
a total of one hundred and five thousand.
"Boss, what do you think of that batch of cocoa powder?" Henry asked.
There is a lot of cocoa powder in this batch. They just counted it. There are 500 bags per kilogram each, which means that the total amount of cocoa powder is 500 kilograms.
Hardy gave a quick mental calculation.
US$300,000 for five hundred kilograms.
0.6 dollars per gram.
But in the hands of drug addicts, one gram can often sell for about four or five dollars, and it is even more expensive when the goods are scarce.
Of course, there are layers of profit sharing.
But this also shows its huge profits.
ruined?
What a pity.
Sell it?
Hardy is unwilling to get involved in the drug business.
"Find a hidden place to hide, maybe it will be useful later." Hardy said.
......
Dani was sitting in the office, with a cigar in his mouth, and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already half past one in the morning.
He frowned.
The transaction usually only takes half an hour. Why hasn't Burstein returned?
Did something happen?
He can't sit still anymore.
"John, Walter, you take people to the dock to see why Burstein hasn't come back." Dani said to his two bodyguards.
"It's the boss."
The two bodyguards drove to the pier. They were shocked by the scene. The pier was full of corpses and blood. All the members of the Spanish Gang fell to the ground, including the soldier Burstein.
There are also a few dark-skinned men in there. They guess they are Colombians.
"Hurry up and notify the boss."
The two drove back quickly and hurried into the office. John panted and said: "Boss, it's not good, the military strategist Burstein is dead, and all of us who went to the transaction are also dead."
Dani rubbed up and stood up.
The thing that worries him most still happened.
"What happened?!" Dani asked loudly.
"We only saw the dead body on the pier in the past, the military division was inside, and there seemed to be a few Colombians."
"Where's the goods, where's the money?"
"I didn't see it."
"Is there a boat on the pier?"
"No."
Dani took a group of his men and hurried to the dock. At the dock, he saw the situation reported by the two men.
Burstein is dead.
The dozen or so men who followed the deal died.
Three hundred thousand dollars is gone.
The reserved cocoa powder is gone.
Is it because Colombians eat black!
But they have been doing business with Colombians for several years, and it has never happened before. Why on earth this time?
"What's going on, what happened!" Dani roared furiously.
can answer him only the cold night wind and the sound of waves.
After a long time, Dani calmed down, and his opponent ordered: "Immediately deal with the dock and hurry up. If someone else finds the body, maybe the police will make trouble for us."
'S men immediately moved and threw the body onto the truck.
Including the corpses of those Colombians.
There are still large blood stains on the ground, and I try to hide it as much as possible. It's dawn, and the fishermen are about to come over. Dani leads the people away quickly.
come back to the office.
Dani couldn't calm down. For whatever reason, the loss was too great this time. His most powerful subordinate, Burstein, died. It was his right-hand man, and he was responsible for most of the business in the bank.
and own three hundred thousand dollars.
After the casino was robbed, the Spanish gang lost a lot.
He wanted to make more money from cocoa powder in order to make up for the loss.
worked hard to collect 300,000 cash, and it was all over.
The money is gone,
The goods are gone.
The next drug business can't be done either.
I think of the dead Colombians again.
I am afraid that even this incoming line will be broken.
Fak!
Fak!
Dani became more and more angry, and roared in the office.
swept hard at the desk, and the lamp and tea set on the desk were all swept to the ground, smashed into pieces.
"John, summon everyone, go and check for me, what is going on."
John nodded quickly.
Waiting for the two bodyguards to go out, Dani stood at the window, dangling a cigar and wondering who did it. Could it be General Gustavo who traded with him?
Then why?
Lack of money?
But there is no need to use such extreme methods. You must know that business with him is a continuously profitable business.
Could it be that something happened in Colombia?
Another group of people knew the trading route, and they followed along and robbed Burstein at the dock. It's possible.
Dani wanted to send a telegram to General Gustavo to confirm this.
But he was worried again.
In case the telegram is intercepted by the FBI, I am afraid that it will not take long to come to the door to make trouble.
Oh shit.
What should I do now, Dani, a veteran who has run gangsters for decades, has no idea for a while.
didn't sleep all night,
makes Dani tired and headache, but he has no intention of sleeping.
Smoked cigarette by cigarette, and it made him haggard a lot in just one night.
It was already dawn at this time, and a new day began.
"Ring Ling Ling~!"
The phone rang suddenly.
Dani thought it was John, and they quickly picked it up and put it in their ears, but the person who called was not John, but a leader in charge of the brokerage business.
"Boss, report one thing to you. The manager of one of our model companies, called Sanders, suddenly disappeared. I have been unable to find anyone for three days. I investigated. He sold some models before disappearing and got three. More than ten thousand dollars, I suspect that the guy might have run away with the money Dani didn't know Sanders, how could he remember a little boy's name with so many people.
Dani’s head hurts even more when someone can be heard running away with money.
There is nothing good these days, it's all these disgusting news.
At this moment, Dani was very irritable, and shouted at the phone: "Send someone to find the bastard, get the money back, and then bury him alive!"
After speaking, snapped up the phone.
Huhuhu~~!
Dani panted heavily.
Oh shit,
Things are not going well.
He didn't know, in fact, that Sanders had already been buried alive.
until the afternoon,
John just came back from the outside and reported with his head down:
"Sorry boss, we searched it carefully, and found no clues, nor Colombians, nor found out what happened."
Dani clenched his fists.
"Check, keep checking, I don't believe that there is no clue!" Dani shouted.
John quickly agreed and ran out again.
Dani sat down in the boss chair.
Without Burstein, how to deal with gang business in the future? It is not so easy to train a qualified military division.
The drug transaction failed,
The money is gone,
The goods are gone,
What about the future drug business?
The casino is also stopped now.
The Spanish Gang’s business only has a few bars, underground boxing grounds, Jiyuan, and loan sharks. However, these years have not made hundreds of thousands of dollars, so it is hard to make ends meet.
Could it be that I offended God?
want to punish me like this.