He is different from those who live on the edge of their knives all year round. His way of thinking is different, his way of doing things is different, and even his way of bargaining is different.

It feels like these people don't need to say much. Just give them a hint, and they'll understand the rest. They're all smart people.

Maitre said, but Frank just nodded casually and said, "How much cash can you offer? Cash is king these days."

Maitre thought for a long time and finally said, "I don't have much cash, less than $100,000, but I have $1.4 million in my bank account and 700,000 Mexican pesos that I can use anytime. If you want more, I can sell some assets. I can get $1 million in cash in 24 hours, and I can raise $4 million in a week."

Although Maitre's payment method also required installment payments, it would only take a week at most, and there was still a lot of cash. But Pitt was different. He needed to take over Maitre's assets, and it wouldn't be a short time.

Frank nodded and asked, "Do you know the mother and son who are following us?"

Maitre sighed softly and said, "Of course. Without them, I wouldn't have ended up like this. The woman is a wealthy widow. Her husband was a famous real estate developer in Tijuana. He was kidnapped and killed by drug traffickers a few years ago. She took over her husband's business, which has shrunk in scale, but it's still good. She didn't let the company her husband left behind go bankrupt."

After taking a few breaths and moving a little, Maitre continued, "If she decides to move to the United States, she should be able to apply for a visa, but she obviously doesn't have time, so you can take advantage of the opportunity to make some money."

Frank nodded but didn't say much. He just said softly, "You can rest for a while. We'll be there soon."

Maitre struggled and said, "No, I can't rest. I'm afraid if I fall asleep, I won't wake up again. Buddy, if $4 million isn't enough, just say so."

Frank waved his hand and said, "We'll talk to Pitt when we see him."

Maitre wanted to say something else, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed softly and didn't say anything.

The car quickly returned to the meeting point, and George and Pitt had already come out of the car when Rubber parked. The car lights were bright, and Pitt covered his eyes with his hand. Frank whispered to Gao Guang, "Help Maitre."

(Translated by AI, might contain errors)The car came to a stop. Frank opened the door and got out, while Pitt came up to them excitedly and asked, "Did you succeed?"

Frank nodded, but Pitt was taken aback when he saw Gao Guang helping a person covered in blood out of the car.

After recognizing the person as Meite, Pitt's face turned pale, and he trembled, "Meite? Meite! You're not dead! Thank goodness, I thought I had lost you forever..."

Pitt opened his arms and walked towards Meite, but Gao Guang stretched out his hand and said coldly, "Stop! Don't come any closer!"

The atmosphere became tense, and Pitt slowly lowered his outstretched arms. He then turned to Frank and said, "I'll give you everything. All the money is yours."

Pitt's generosity came without pressure. He was willing to give Meite's assets to Frank and his team, just to ensure that Meite survived.

Meite trembled slightly and said sternly, "Pitt! I took you in, gave you this job, and even saved your life!"

"Don't be silly!"

Pitt shrugged helplessly and said with sorrow and indignation, "Do you think I want to do this? I thought you were dead. You were captured by the Seta Group. Why aren't you dead? If I had known you were alive, I wouldn't have stayed. Can you blame me? I don't want to kill you. I just thought you were dead. But now, I've made a promise, and I can't go back on it. What can I do?"

Gao Guang was a little stunned by Pitt's words. He felt that something was not right, but he didn't know how to refute it. It seemed that Pitt was right.

After speaking, Pitt looked at Frank and said, "Kill him, and everything is yours. He can't offer this condition no matter what."

Pitt could be generous with Meite's assets, but Meite himself could not offer this condition. Even if he did, no one would believe him.

Frank looked at Meite, pulled out his gun, and Meite shouted, "I can offer more. I can handle my assets better than he can..."

"Stop talking. It's pointless," Frank said in a low voice, and then raised his gun.

A gunshot rang out, and there was a small hole in Pitt's forehead. His expression froze, and he collapsed softly.

Meite was startled by the gunshot, but when he realized that it was Pitt who had died, not him, he was first shocked, then extremely happy.

Gao Guang was not surprised by this outcome because it was the inevitable result.No matter how much money Pitt can offer, no matter how good the conditions are, whether Meitai lives or dies, Pitt has to die.

Cut the grass and remove the roots. If Pitt can drag down the king's defense this time, he can drag them down again in the future. As a professional intermediary, Pitt has broken the rules.

So the original plan was to kill Juan first, but killing Juan was not a necessary option. If there was no opportunity, forget it. But Pitt must die, no matter what tricks he has up his sleeve, no matter how much money he can offer.

As for saving Meitai who survived, it was purely an unexpected surprise. Originally, after killing Juan, he would take as much as he could from Pitt. He didn't expect Pitt to slowly sell off the assets of his partners. But now that Meitai is alive, isn't it better to let Meitai pay the money himself than to pass it through Pitt?

Now that Juan is dead and Pitt is dead, even if Pitt really arranged some tricks, the Setta Group cannot go to revenge against the king's defense. The drug trafficking group doesn't have the time and energy to avenge their former leader. It's just the death of an old boss. There are plenty of newcomers eager to take his place. Making money is the most important thing. Who has time to avenge their former boss?

Frank put away his gun and said to Meitai, "Why did I kill Pitt? Because he broke the rules. How do you plan to fulfill your promise now?"

Meitai hesitated and said, "I need time to sell off my assets. Four million, I need about a week. Can you..."

Frank raised his hand and interrupted Meitai. He said with a serious face, "I don't want four million, and I don't want you to sell off your assets. I just want your cash, 1.5 million US dollars. Is this price reasonable?"

Gao Guang was surprised because Frank only asked for 1.5 million US dollars, but Meitai himself proposed four million. He didn't know why Frank would voluntarily reduce the price.

Meitai was extremely shocked and said, "1.5 million? Of course, but why?"

Frank whispered, "We are people who follow the rules. We won't force our clients into bankruptcy. It's better to have one more friend and maintain a good relationship with a client than to have one more bankrupt enemy. We take the money we should take and do what we should do. Meitai, I don't know what your relationship with Pitt is, but I hope you won't drag your clients down like he did when you're in danger."Maitre said excitedly, "Of course not! Buddy, you can totally trust my professional ethics. Give me an account, and 1.5 million dollars will be in tonight. Do you need me to help you launder the money? You have a defense company, right? I also have a defense company. Let's cooperate. I can transfer the money to you publicly. You can choose how to receive the money. Buddy, I like your style!"

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Frank pondered for a moment and said, "You should go to the hospital, but I want to ask for your help. Can you safely take us to the United States?"

"I can! 100,000 dollars! No need for a passport. I guarantee your safe passage. But you have to leave your equipment here. Buddy, I gave you all the money. I really can't help you with the bribe. Otherwise, I will pay for it."

If they could abandon their equipment or temporarily leave it in Tijuana, Frank and his team wouldn't have to spend money on the bribe. Even if they brought all their equipment and Arturo and his mother, it wouldn't cost 100,000 dollars.

Obviously, Maitre's transit channel was not as good as Frank's.

Frank didn't show any disappointment. He looked at his watch and said, "We'll cross the border ourselves. George, Rubber, you two take Maitre to the hospital. We'll meet in San Diego. Maitre, please give us the money as soon as possible."

After that, Frank grabbed Maitre's bloody hand and symbolically shook it. He said in a deep voice, "Happy cooperation."