King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Very quickly, a week passed...

Jorge Andres looked at the report in his hand. He paced around the office excitedly for a while, downed a large glass of whiskey, and only then did his excitement slightly subside.

Over the past week, Sao Paulo had turned into a battlefield!

A formidable group of snipers, under the 'leadership' of the DEA and with the assistance of BOPE, launched an annihilating attack on the two major gangs of the Rocinha Slum.

It was truly annihilating—no warnings, no negotiations, no trials. Estelle of the DEA had a long list, starting to kill from the highest ranks...

In one week, 136 lives were taken, including two deputy mayors of Sao Paulo, four city councilors, the head of Sao Paulo's police internal affairs department, and 25 officers.

The Red Command and the Capital First Command, which had ruled the Rocinha Slum for many years, thus disintegrated.

The remaining members either chose to surrender or fled elsewhere.

This large-scale slaughter caused widespread unrest within the Rio state government.

But with the visit of the Ameri-con Secretary of State Steven, Capital Brasilia arranged equivalent officials to accompany Steven to Sao Paulo, and the unrest was soon quelled.

Hu Lang re-entered the slum on the third day of the massacre, this time bringing with him a 'large force'...

Large amounts of food, medicine, clothing, and daily necessities were delivered to the entrance of Rocinha by truck.

Anderson spent all the money he had, enlisting a dozen gang leaders and gathering over two hundred people to take over the Yemo Gang's operations.

Originally, he thought that Boss Qiao had set 'three days' as the time to start the war. However, when he went out to meet them, he was surprised to see dozens of trucks, and all of them had banners...

"Scorpio Gang Anderson gives back to the Rocinha residents"

"Son of Rocinha, Scorpio Gang Anderson"

"Light of Rocinha, the non-drug-dealing Scorpio Gang"

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This situation not only baffled the local gangs but also left Anderson dazed and confused.

Because it wasn't just representatives of P.B. who came; the Mayor of Sao Paulo was also present.

The mayor, protected by bodyguards, ignored the weapons on Anderson, warmly hugged him, exchanged a few cordial words, and then rolled up his sleeves to help distribute supplies to the civilians.

After the photos were taken, the mayor pulled Anderson into a car, patted his chest, and assured him that he would be his strong backing in the future.

He even tentatively asked Anderson if he had any thoughts of entering politics, saying the 300,000 people of Rocinha needed someone capable as a representative to better fight for local welfare.

Anderson, being half-illiterate, had never experienced such a scene. After being persuaded by the mayor's grandeur to become friends and getting out of the car, Anderson found that the onlooking gang members had a different look in their eyes when they saw him.

However, the local people were genuine. Anyone who received a large package would give him a thumbs up when passing by, and the more enthusiastic ones would even hug and kiss him a couple of times.

Anderson couldn't figure out how his identity had changed like this.

And it was becoming more and more awkward!

He didn't know how a gangster boss like him ended up as the representative of the Rocinha Slum.

Jorge watched the video of Anderson's bewildered look, laughed heartily, walked into the garden, passionately kissed a bikini-clad girl, and then yelled to his butler, "Prepare the car for me, I'm going to Sao Paulo!"

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Amidst the turbulence engulfing all of Sao Paulo!

Joe Ga was with a group of true magnates, drinking and chatting around a beach bar...

Ameri-con Secretary of State Steven, a representative from the U.S. Department of Commerce...

England's Claverley, the English Ambassador to Brazil...

The French Ambassador to Brazil, the representative of the French Ministry of Commerce, Pierre of France Internal Security.

The China Ambassador, representatives from China Energy Group, China Shipbuilding, and Northern Industries.

Also included was the Russian Ambassador to Brazil, as an accessory.

Wanting to get such a lineup together would require even the President of Brazil to pick a good day and find a suitable pretext.

When these people came, they first visited counterpart officials in Brasilia, and then flew straight to Sao Paulo.

This left the Brazilians puzzled...

The current Brazilian leader thought these parties were forming a new cooperative organization to dominate a certain field, so he kept sending people to gather information...

But the people sent couldn't get close at all, only speaking with them after the group of beach-shorted magnates had finished.

The special forces of the five major bosses were all given the day off, and security was handled by a spirited group of aardvarks.

They guarded the perimeter of the beach bar, and apart from scantily clad bikini girls, anyone else wanting a drink had to buy from a distant cold drink stand run by Gino.

The ones who came were all magnates, but they never expected Boss Qiao to have them bask in the sun, and he did so for a whole week.

Under dual physiological and psychological pressure, these individuals finally reached a consensus on the seventh day regarding the mining resources around Mukalla, Yemen.

Establish a security zone, jointly manage and cooperate on resource mining, with each party having a 20% share—no more for anyone, and certainly no less.