The declaration from 'Silver Fox' stunned the two Mexicans, 'Eye Demon' and 'Bone Breaker'!

Anyone in the underworld has heard of Arctic Fox...

This legendary Mercenary Group has been through countless battles over the past two decades, accomplishing many unbelievable feats that forged their nearly unsurpassable reputation.

'Starting a war' sounds simple, but for the large and powerful Sinaloa Group, waging war against Arctic Fox means paying a terrible price—not just in lives, but in money, physicality, and spirit.

No gang can endure the pain of a leader dying today, a warehouse being burned tomorrow, and a money vault being destroyed the day after.

In Southern Los Angeles, three gangs couldn't even withstand one round and fell; their leaders had to hide in rat holes, and eventually, their territory was occupied and they were killed due to bounties being placed on them.

The Sinaloa Group is obviously on a different level from those gangs, and they can even offer one billion, two billion as a bounty...

However, before success with the bounty, they must face unimaginable losses because many people and organizations hate them!

The confrontation between the Tijuana Group and Arctic Fox serves as clear evidence. They had the advantage of time, location, and human resources, but were ultimately brought to the brink of collapse by Arctic Fox using the DEA.

In the end, the Tijuana Group had to cut losses and concede many critical interests to negotiate peace, barely surviving around the lucrative US-Mexico border arena.

A giant worth billions in the market was reduced to a second-rate gang due to a stupid leader's conflict with a Mercenary Group.

If not for their local advantages, they might not even have maintained their second-rate status.

This is the consequence that the world's top mercenaries can cause!

The short Mexican 'Eye Demon' halted his steps, glaring fiercely at Silver Fox with his eight-character mustache, confirming after more than ten seconds that Silver Fox would not back down, he glanced first at Li Chengji, who stood aside indifferently...

"They're your friends, and you're just watching them declare war on us?"

Li Chengji raised her champagne glass, gestured slightly, and replied with a smile, "As you said, we're just collaborators and friends.

No matter our roles, to keep the friendship going, the most important thing is not to interfere in each other's choices beyond our cooperation.

Perhaps Mountain Eagle's decision to go to war isn't wise, but as long as it doesn't affect our cooperation, I'll choose to support and wish him well."

Li Chengji was almost implying that Vincent's current situation was his own choice; if you vacillating drug dealers have concerns, you should simply step aside—no one would look down on you for that.

'Eye Demon' was in a difficult position; he hadn't survived this long just because of brutal ferocity but also due to wisdom in dealing with others, or he wouldn't have become Shorty Guzman's trusted steward.

Although he knew Vincent was causing trouble, he couldn't just sit idly by because losing Vincent might not only mean losing billions worth of the Cocaine market each year but also losing a vital arms channel.

Americans are unreliable, and the Glory Society hasn't proven their reliability either. 'Eye Demon', even knowing that Vincent was deliberately picking a fight, had to deal with it.

Otherwise, if Vincent's inside information finds its way into a Mexican gang, it will spawn one or even several new gangs similar to Los Zetas, competing with Sinaloa in all aspects.

Vincent isn't just capable; as the 'favored one', he moves with blatant impunity.

This big, fat man, baring his teeth and spitting in Spanish at Mountain Eagle...

"You're just a nobody; you'll regret everything you just said for the rest of your life!

Do you think I reached this position by fluke?

Do you think your little intimidation can scare me?

Mountain Eagle, many people boast about your wit and skill, but I will show everyone that you're just an insignificant nobody."

By now, Mountain Eagle realized that being chosen by big fat Vincent as a pawn to pressure Sinaloa was no accident...

Yet, it's not the time to ask 'why'...

Facing the extremely arrogant Vincent, Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "Talking tough is useless!

In this world, there are only two types of people and one truth...

The two types are the living and the dead, and the truth is that no matter how high and mighty you are, when a bullet enters your brain, you still become a corpse!

I'm right here waiting, waiting for you to step outside this villa's grounds, waiting to see if you'll be an exception."

It seemed like Vincent heard a particularly funny joke; he laughed heartily, putting his cigar in his champagne glass, looking at Mountain Eagle like he was a fool...

Just when Vincent was about to speak, 'Eye Demon' finally made a choice. He and his companion 'Bone Breaker' walked to Vincent's side, looking at Mountain Eagle with a dark gaze...

"You're just a mercenary..."

'Eye Demon's words were like a matchstick, completely igniting Mountain Eagle's fury...

This was all a disaster for him, yet neither side took him seriously, as if admitting error was only right!

Mountain Eagle suddenly turned to look at 'Eye Demon', glaring with eyes like they could spit fire at this stout Mexican runt, roaring furiously: "I'll be damned if I let anyone make decisions for me—you damned drug dealer, all you have to do is shut that filthy mouth of yours.

You and your damned cohorts standing next to me is your honor...

"Because no matter where we are, as long as you stand with me, I'm the one who decides life and death!"

Mountain Eagle glared at the representative of the Sinaloa Group like a roaring Wolf King. Just as 'Bone Breaker,' who was a thug, wanted to stand up for the subdued 'Eye Demon,' the vigorous Balang appeared beside Mountain Eagle at some point, issuing a warning growl at 'Bone Breaker'...

Mountain Eagle stared into 'Eye Demon's' eyes until he averted his gaze...

He raised his champagne and drank it dry in one gulp, then forcefully smashed the glass at Vincent's feet...

A loud "crack" echoed...

Mountain Eagle scanned the people who were clearly siding with Vincent, pounded his chest, bared his teeth, and pointed at them angrily, saying, "You people had better remember what I just said, remember this face, remember my name, and keep showing me respect in the future...

I may not be as wealthy as you, may not know as many people as you, may not have as broad connections as you, but I can damn well kill you!

Compared to me, I am always the deadlier one!"

As those people fell into silence, Mountain Eagle shook his head slightly, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Now, ladies and gentlemen, please step aside a bit...

Give our Mr. Vincent some breathing space, so he can properly think about the kind of stupid things he's done."

No one present was easy to deal with. A black burly man with a big beard, dressed in a suit, said in a gruff voice, "Why should we listen to you?"

Hearing this, Mountain Eagle dashed over in a flash, clutched the tall black man's throat with his right hand, and slammed him against the wall behind him...

After a dull "thud," Mountain Eagle, with one hand gripping the black man's throat, slowly lifted him up.

The terrifying strength made the black man feel extreme fear, and he could only grasp Mountain Eagle's right arm with both hands, sticking out his tongue and looking at Mountain Eagle with terror in his eyes, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Staring into the black man's eyes, Mountain Eagle roared angrily, "I said, at any place and any occasion, as long as any of you stands with me, I'm the one who can decide life and death.

You pieces of shit remember this, wherever I am is my turf because I can fucking butcher you sons of bitches!"

The seemingly mad Mountain Eagle made everyone around him shiver in silence; he didn't need the black man to speak. His gradually tightening right hand, like a steel clamp, let the black man taste the flavor of death...

When the black man lost control and wet his pants in fear, Li Chengji said, "Hey, Mountain Eagle, that's enough..."

It was as if Mountain Eagle had had a switch pressed. He released his grip, allowed the black man to slide down the wall to the floor, then looked around at the surrounding crowd that had proactively scattered, ignoring the tightly frowned Vincent, and walked up to 'Eye Demon' and 'Bone Breaker,' who were standing rigidly in place...

"Now, do you still want to stop me?"

'Eye Demon' averted his gaze from Mountain Eagle's fiery eyes and said in a low voice, "Mr. Vincent is a crucial ally of the Sinaloa Group. If you intend to harm him, be prepared to face full retaliation."

And 'Eye Demon' gradually raised his voice, saying, "We'll spend one hundred million, two hundred million, five hundred million US Dollars, using this money to hunt you and everyone related to you...

The Sinaloa Group accepts no threats from anyone or any form!"

Mountain Eagle listened and said in a low voice, "Then try it!

Trust me, there's a first time for everything, and then you sons of bitches drug dealers will get used to it...

Quickly declare war on me, and I will gladly accept!

I've heard you're a pervert who likes collecting eyeballs, so if you don't die horribly, I will send your eyeballs home."

At the side, Li Chengji looked at the furious Mountain Eagle like an enraged Wolf King who suppressed everyone around him, making them unable to lift their heads. She sighed softly...

'Eye Demon's' attitude had already softened; he talked about 'full retaliation,' but didn't even mention immediately providing protection for Vincent.

The so-called one hundred million, two hundred million, five hundred million are just words. If Vincent really died, how could they use their own money to avenge him? If Vincent isn't dead, retaliation is non-existent.

But Mountain Eagle didn't leave 'Eye Demon' any room; he just wanted to establish authority in one fell swoop to prevent himself and his people from facing a similarly screwed-up situation again.

Mountain Eagle looked at 'Eye Demon' with his vicious eyes, observed his averted gaze, sneered, and shook his head...

"You're just a small fry..."

Finishing, Mountain Eagle walked up to the sitting, unmoved Vincent, lifted his wrist to glance at his watch, then tapped the face with his right hand...

"Sir, you're running out of time, so enjoy every minute and second here. I'm looking forward to your upcoming performance...

I dressed myself so expensively because I wanted to enjoy the atmosphere of the banquet immersively, but you gave me a lousy start...

Now I hope there can be a satisfying end between us!"

Vincent, who had been calm all along, watched contentedly the expression on 'Eye Demon's' face. Just when he wanted to sneer at Mountain Eagle a bit, the low-profile Daria stepped up next to Mountain Eagle and said, "Boss, we've found this guy's subordinate 'Hangman'..."

Just as Mountain Eagle was undoing his suit button to speak, Silver Fox placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "You stay here and keep an eye on this guy, Arctic Fox will take care of eliminating this guy called 'Hangman'...

As long as he's in Los Angeles, I guarantee he won't get away!"

Saying that, Silver Fox glanced at Vincent, whose face changed dramatically, then looked at 'Eye Demon,' whose expression turned extremely unpleasant, and said in a deep voice, "The Sinaloa Group can try to stop us..."

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