From arms dealer to king of war

Chapter 1331 Aaron \u0026 Musa

Aaron sat quietly on the terrace of a small house facing the sea. The warm afternoon sun shone on him, but it did not make him feel any warmth.

Capsized in the gutter!

Aaron has been developing smoothly for many years, but this time it really capsized in the gutter in Italy!

The economic damage caused by the virus has not only had a huge impact on ordinary people, but also on the Italian mafia.

Poor social and economic conditions and increased unemployment may mean instability and unrest in third world countries, but in developed countries in Europe and the United States, it means that people's demand for narcotics is increasing.

Aaron was influenced by Boss Joe and resolutely did not allow his wife to get involved in the drug business after integrating the Sicilian Mafia...

For this reason, his assistant Ma Hong led people to kill a group of people who were the strongest opponents at the beginning, and then used the interests of arms trading channels to stabilize the Mafia family.

This decision cannot be said to be bad, but the problem is that he did not adjust his strategy according to the situation.

When the virus came, wars around the world came to a brief stagnation, and the profits from the arms trade after Aaron took a cut were not high enough...

So when the 'Ndrangheta intervened, with a large supply of drugs and huge profits, it instantly caused the gang to lose control.

More importantly, Aaron underestimated Moussa Suleiman of the 'Ndrangheta...

Originally Aaron would not make such a mistake, but Moussa Suleiman was tortured so badly by Boss Joe!

Whenever you encounter a problem, just mess with him. Over the years, the ‘Ndrangheta’ has suffered heavy losses, which is pitiable.

The 'Ndrangheta's counterattack against P·B was too weak in Aaron's opinion...

After so many years, Aaron had the illusion that the ‘Ndrangheta’ was just that!

Now the 'Ndrangheta has found a new source of drugs and has shifted its focus from natural drugs such as HLY to chemical drugs, producing extremely low-cost methamphetamine and fentanyl.

At this time, the 'Ndrangheta finally got rid of its dependence on the Afika drug transportation route. They built production bases in Eastern Europe and North Africa, which could more easily transport drugs into Europe to comfort those empty people.

Facts have proved that if you want to control modern gangs, it is no longer appropriate to use traditional loyalty and rules as the basis.

In recent years, the shift in the definition of drugs in Europe and the United States has reduced their efforts to combat drugs, which means that the risks of drug trade have been reduced.

When the 'Ndrangheta came to these gangsters with a golden channel, how could they hold back?

Aaron lets his guard down, so Claudia and his daughter are kidnapped, and he himself is taken over...

Fortunately, his identity as the president of an international agency company not only gave Aaron great convenience, but also gave him a talisman. Although Moussa Suleiman controlled him, he did not do anything to him, but chose to use his wife. Er came to threaten him to help expand drug channels.

"Musa, you committed a foul..."

Aaron stared at the sea in the distance and said leisurely: "Those who commit fouls will not end well..."

Moussa Suleiman, who is in his forties, is a Lebanese. After his hometown was bombed, he became a refugee and came to Europe. In just 20 years, he founded the 'Ndrangheta, which made European law enforcement agencies helpless. '...

Moussa's face has less obvious burn scars, and his sparse hair and thick beard make him look weird.

After hearing what Aaron said, Musa walked to the railing with a glass of whiskey, looked at Aaron with his back to the sea, and said: "Aaron, we all understand what is going on in the black world.

I need someone like you to help me. As long as you nod, I will give up the competition for the position of president of the European region of the international agency company and let your wife take over.

I have enough wealth and manpower, and you have enough channels and connections. If we work together, we can inform most of the underground world. "

Aaron looked into Musa's eyes, smiled and shook his head and said: "NO, the 'Ndrangheta is really as powerful as you boasted, and you will not give up your original channels.

Musa, send my wife and children back so that we can have a chance of reconciliation. "

Musa looked at Aaron's handsome face, nodded slightly and said: "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the international agency...

Although I chose an unseemly way to appear, I believe you can understand my approach.

Remember Iblis?

I got him out of the siege in Yemen. I had a serious chat with him, and then I was surprised to find that you were actually connected to the Jackals.

Man, this discovery gave me answers to so many questions about what happened in the past!

You have destroyed the impartiality of international intermediary companies! "

Aaron sneered and said: "Jackal is also a client of an international agency. What's the problem with me being in contact with Jackal?

When I was not the president of the Americas of an international intermediary company, I collaborated with Jackal on several big businesses in Niger.

My main job is arms trade. If you want to question my professionalism, you need to review the transactions between us...

Have I ever had a problem with the arms trade?

When you try to hire good people through national agencies to trouble the jackals, does the company compromise on the quality of the personnel? "

As he spoke, Aaron stared into Musa's eyes and said with a sneer: "Don't make excuses for your failure, you are no match for Jackal at all.

Regardless of intelligence, manpower, or financial resources, the current P·B can completely crush you and the entire 'Ndrangheta.

If you threaten me with my wife and children, you must be prepared to encounter the same problem...

Do you think if you leave your wife and children in Iraq, my people won’t be able to find them? "

After speaking, Aaron looked at Musa's slightly discolored face, turned his head to look at the sea, and said: "Do you think it will be safe to hide them in the mountains of northern Iraq?

No, not safe at all!

Musa, believe it or not, you are just a nobody because you cannot see the light...

You don’t even dare to kill me because the pursuit of international intermediaries will plunge you into an endless battle. "

Musa's face was stiff for a few seconds, he shook his head and said with a smile: "You think I care?

For a great cause, nothing cannot be sacrificed! "

Aaron sneered and said: "What is a 'great cause'?

Baghdadi was beaten to death at home by American special forces like a dog!

You brought Baghdadi's illegitimate brother Iblis out of Yemen and you think you can control the remnants of Isis?

Stop it, you're just a drug dealer, you can't control those lunatics! "

Musa shrugged his shoulders slightly and said: "I don't want to control those fanatical warriors, I just want to cooperate with them and fund them to launch a great war.

Aaron, I gave your wife and children to Iblis and his men, and now it is your war against Iblis.

The arms that arrived three days later were what they wanted...

There are still disobedient people in Sicily, and Iblis will help me tame them.

If you want to threaten me with my family, please do...

But if you care about your wife and children, please cooperate with me. America is my next destination, and I must get what I want! "

After hearing this, Aaron rubbed his temples in pain and said: "Musa, I want to apologize to you...

I always felt that I had underestimated you, but now I realize that I was not wrong!

The thinking of a drug dealer is always superficial. You may be more advanced, but you will never be able to break through the ceiling of a drug dealer.

This is why you will never be a match for a Jackal! "

Musa smiled at Aaron pretending to be a gentleman and said, "You don't understand..."

As he spoke, Musa waved to a bearded man not far away to indicate that he was interested in Aaron, and then he left the terrace pretending to be relaxed...

When he walked into the study, he gritted his teeth and overturned the things on the desk, then took out the phone and made a call...

When he heard the gentle voice on the other end of the phone, he was stunned for a moment, pretending to be nothing, chatted with his wife for a few words, and then quickly hung up the phone...

At this time, Aaron, who was sitting on the terrace, looked at a small fishing boat on the sea and smiled...

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Galci wore a pair of reading glasses and watched a young man typing on the computer a few times before locking a phone number...

He shouted to Puyol who was fishing on the deck: "Put the equipment away, let's go..."

Puyol held a high-powered telescope and looked at Aaron who was sitting in a wheelchair. The stocky old man said in admiration: "This guy is a powerful person..."

As he spoke, Puyol turned his wrist and used his watch to reflect a ray of sunlight, then bent down to pack the equipment under his buttocks, put away the fishing rod and walked into the cabin...

"What do we do next?"

Galci took out the satellite phone, made a silencing gesture, and then dialed...

"The target of 'Jackal' is in the mountains of northern Iraq. The location has been roughly locked through the phone. I will send you the coordinates and act as soon as possible. The other party may have noticed the problem."

After Galsi finished speaking, he hung up the phone, then looked at Puyol and said with a smile: "That Aaron will not follow us until the hostages are rescued.

We have to wait for the arms deal to track down that Iblis. "

As Galci looked at Puyol who had taken off his dentures and rinsed them, he smiled and said: "Let's find a place to rest and have a drink. This Aaron's men are very powerful. Maybe they can find Iberia before us." Not necessarily...

Man, how long has it been since we had something this interesting? "

Puyol stuffed his dentures into his mouth, shook his head and said, "I don't know if it's my imagination, but I always feel that young people nowadays are always very radical and irritable.

What’s even more ridiculous is that our boss actually allowed a drug dealer to live for so long..."