This drug deal was also a big deal, and Reeves wanted to reveal the detailed information directly to Jerry after getting it.
But unexpectedly, the older the ginger, the spicier it is.
Raymond did not tell Reeves the location and time of the transaction in advance, but asked Reeves to go directly.
Ribs could only agree on the phone: "Okay! I got it, boss. I'll be right there! I'll be there in 5 minutes."
As soon as they arrived at the lair of the Python Gang, Raymond took away Reeves's phone and said, "Dude, don't be shy. Everyone who goes there today must hand over their phones."
"Okay! We need to be cautious about this matter." Ribs replied immediately.
Soon everyone arrived, including Ribs and Raymond, a total of 9 people. Of these people, there was naturally no blood debt.
This time, Raymond planned to spend $600,000 to buy 10 kilograms of flour and 30 kilograms of marijuana. This amount would probably be enough for the Python Gang to sell for about three months.
Gang dealings are more dangerous than street fights, and gangs often rob each other, so the firepower must be strong.
In the basement of the gang's lair, each person was given an AR-15 assault rifle and 120 rounds of ammunition.
If a fight breaks out, I will rely on the gun in my hand to save my life.
Reeves finally got a weapon that suits him, and he fiddled with the AR-15 in his hand.
This assault rifle has a 30-round capacity, high accuracy, and sustained firepower, making it a favorite among street gang members and a must-have weapon for robberies and street shootouts.
Around ten o'clock in the morning, three jeeps drove out of the gang's territory.
Driving directly south, the road became more and more remote, and we were almost out of Chicago.
Without the tall buildings of the city, the view on both sides is very broad, with low hills on one side and scattered small houses on the other.
Ribs kept an eye on the situation outside the car, keeping track of his position at all times, ready to notify Detective Jerry as soon as he had the chance.
Two hours later, the car turned and drove into a motel on the side of the road.
Reeves estimated that this place was about 100 kilometers away from downtown Chicago, and this place might no longer be under the jurisdiction of the Chicago police.
There is almost no public security in this kind of place. The nearest police station is in a small town at least dozens of kilometers away, and the fat police in the small town are often drunk.
In America, roadside motels like this one are where all kinds of crimes are most prevalent.
Here, you may meet all kinds of people.
Robbers, drug dealers, prostitutes, homosexuals... etc., you can fully experience the diversity of American culture.
Four cars were already parked in the soft gravel parking lot in front of the motel.
After the Python Gang members parked their car, Raymond took out a huge cash box from the trunk, and then a large group of people walked into the hotel together.
The owner was a sloppy American uncle who seemed to have known the purpose of these people's visit. He waved his hand and signaled everyone to follow him.
The Python Gang followed the owner through two wooden doors and came to a huge barn.
The shop owner opened the door and said, "Come in! Capri and the others have been here a long time ago and have been waiting for you!"
Raymond turned around and shouted to the other brothers, "Just wait outside! Ribs, follow me in."
The barn was large, empty, and filled with the smell of fresh cow dung.
There was a table and several chairs in the center, with three big Mexican men sitting on them in a neat row.
"Hi! Brother, we meet again!" Raymond opened his arms and gave Capri a warm hug.
The leader, Capri, wearing a large gold necklace, bracelet, and ring, also responded enthusiastically: "Oh, brother Raymond! I'm so glad to see you!"
Capri is the head of a Mexican drug cartel, and many of the goods sold by Chicago gangs are supplied by Capri.
The Python Gang had cooperated with Capri many times before, so the two sides were quite familiar with each other.
After some pleasantries, Capri looked at Reeves warily and asked, "Raymond, who is this white guy? I've never seen him before."
"Don't worry, buddy! His name is Libus, and he's one of us!" Raymond introduced. "He might be the second-in-command of our Python Gang in the future! You'll see him often!"
This was also the first time that Raymond directly said that he wanted Reeves to be the second-in-command. Reeves had been in the gang for so long and finally achieved some results.
"What? You let this pretty boy be the second-in-command of the gang, are you sure? Raymond! What about the blood debt from before?" Cabrera obviously looked down on Ribs.
"Don't even mention it! Blood Debt is a shady guy. He ruined my big business!"
As Raymond spoke, he lifted the big box in his hand and placed it on the table, making a dull thud.
"Let's stop talking nonsense! Let's do the deal quickly. We're in a hurry to get back!" Raymond said, "We've got $1.2 million, but where's the goods?"
"Okay, okay! Let's trade now!"
Cabri snapped his fingers at his men, and the two Mexicans beside him opened the boxes they carried with them and placed them on the table.
In one box, white flour wrapped in clear plastic was neatly arranged. In another, a box of marijuana, like tea leaves, was overflowing.
"The goods are all here! Check them out!" said Cabri.
Raymond stood up, took out a pack of white cigarettes and tasted it, then picked up a little marijuana and put it in his mouth and started chewing.
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