"Filiberto is finished. His connections in the government are ruined because of the riots in Mexico City, and his gunmen suffered heavy losses from Barlo Mata's attacks. He's like a lion with its teeth and claws pulled."
Broli recited the words Matt had prepared for him, word for word. These words were true; Filiberto was indeed weaker than ever.
Benjamin's eyes flickered with a hint of ambition. Within the Reyes Group, he was the strongest leader besides the Filiberto brothers. If anyone could replace the Filiberto brothers and lead the Reyes Group, it was him.
No, no, the Reyes Group should soon be renamed the Felix Group.
However, Benjamin wasn't completely carried away.
"This isn't that simple. We have no one in the Mexican government, and Barlo Mata won't just let us reorganize the group. The others won't agree to have me as their boss either. The most crucial thing is, what does the Kingpin think? What if he still supports Filiberto?"
He voiced his concerns.
"Friend, it's not just Filiberto who's been hit hard; Barlo Mata has also suffered significant losses. Those congressmen won't let Barlo Mata have a monopoly; with only one drug lord in Mexico, those congressmen won't have a place to stand," Broli continued. "If you don't take control of the organization, others will step up to replace Filiberto. Do you want to spend the next decade working for others, eating their leftovers?"
Broli was reciting his lines; he didn't know who the Kingpin was, so he simply ignored it.
This sentence completely dispelled Benjamin's hesitation; he was also an ambitious man, not wanting to remain under others' control any longer.
Thirty years ago, it was the Mexican congressmen who controlled the drug trade in Mexico. But these congressmen wouldn't get their hands dirty; that was too unseemly. They used their power to control drug traffickers to sell drugs for them, enjoying a cut. However, after the end of the Cold War, this situation completely changed.
With the loss of the Soviet Union as an opponent, Mexico cut a large number of secret agents and military police departments. Just like Chongzhen's dismissal of the postal stations, these unemployed agents and police officers were quickly absorbed by the drug cartels. With the help of these former armed personnel, the cartels quickly became standardized and completely lost control.
Those congressmen had made a mistake once and wouldn't make it again.
"Then what do you want, Falakon?"
He knew that Falakon was so eager to push him to the top, he must have his own needs.
"I want my territory back, I want my men back, Benjamin. Barlo Mata killed my wife and children. If he occupies the entire Mexican drug share, then my hope of revenge is zero."
Broli said, his acting skills weren't good, and he didn't show the bitterness of his wife and children's separation. But Benjamin was already immersed in his own wild ambition and completely failed to notice the incongruity in him.
"Hahaha, I will help you get revenge, friend." Benjamin's enthusiasm returned to his face, and he warmly embraced Broli, patting his shoulder forcefully, "Now, let's contact the others and let them know who the new BOSS is."
He was almost impatient to pick up his phone and call the others.
"Filiberto is finished, we need to meet and discuss how the organization will develop next. I have a place in Ensenada, how about we meet there?"
A seaside mansion, the black gang leaders under the Reyes Group gathered together. What happened in Mexico City had made them all like startled birds.
Up to now, the Mexican president still dared not go back to Mexico City to work. Thousands of US Army soldiers blocked a quarter of Mexico City, but still couldn't find the Green Goblin's whereabouts. He seemed to have evaporated into thin air.
They wouldn't forget that the Green Goblin had been causing trouble for the Reyes Group since his appearance, and even kidnapped Filiberto's daughter.
Wade held a glass of champagne, drinking and casually gathering intelligence with the drivers brought by the other gang leaders. Matt stood at a high point, monitoring the surroundings.
The leaders sat at the conference table in the courtyard below. This meeting would take everything from the Reyes brothers. He didn't believe that the cunning Filiberto would be unaware.
"Filiberto, he can no longer protect us, he's even in trouble himself."
Benjamin's first sentence made everyone restless. Although everyone had begun to think about it and had guessed the purpose of this gathering, the prestige Filiberto had accumulated in fifteen years of ruling the Reyes Group still made them fearful.
"We can protect ourselves, and even get more money than before because there are fewer people sharing the money. Why should we work for others when we can be our own boss?"
Broli glanced at Benjamin; this was different from what they had discussed before. Benjamin didn't come right out and say he wanted to be the BOSS, but instead had been stating that the Reyes brothers were no longer useful to the organization.
No one could become the boss just by being brave and fighting.
Matt's voice sounded in the earpiece, and Broli secretly gave a gesture to indicate that he had received it and then said:
"What about the Mata Group? Without a BOSS, we won't be Barlo Mata's opponent; he will defeat us one by one."
His words made all the leaders nod.
Barlo Mata was a beast of power; what he wanted wasn't to make money steadily, but to rule the entire underground world of Mexico and become the Kingpin of Mexico.
"As for Barlo Mata, I will resist him. Of course, war is expensive, and I need to take a portion of the profits as war funds."
Benjamin said, he was very satisfied with Falakon's cooperation and was prepared to really give him a piece of territory after he took office.
"Then what's the difference between you and Filiberto?"
Someone said with dissatisfaction.
"The difference is that I will do better than Filiberto, Filiberto is too weak! I will take the initiative to attack, Barlo Mata is not as strong as we imagined! I will seize more territory, more shares!"
Benjamin said.
"What about the Kingpin?"
Someone mentioned the Kingpin again.
"The Kingpin won't support the losers!"
Benjamin said with high spirits.
The sound of a helicopter's propellers suddenly rang out in the sky, and a helicopter flew towards them. Bodyguards shouted in a panic. Hundreds of gunmen, who didn't know where they came from, completely surrounded them. They were caught off guard and were pressed to the ground with almost no resistance, and their weapons were disarmed.
The helicopter landed in the courtyard, and the cabin door opened wide.
"Clap clap clap..."
Filiberto got out of the helicopter, clapping his hands and pointing at the earpiece he was wearing.
"Wonderful, a very wonderful speech, Benjamin, I was very moved listening."
He shook hands with Benjamin, who was sitting at the head table.
"How's your family doing now? Huh?"
Benjamin opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
"Get up! This is my seat!"
Filiberto suddenly roared, like an angry Mighty Lion.
(End of Chapter)