The Medellin Cartel has several dozen assembly points.
"Damn!"
Chepe Sant Cruz angrily hung up the phone and said to his big brother, "Carlos Leder on the other side told me it's a rumor, but I wanted to talk to Pablo. In the end, he refused and told me it was inconvenient."
"I think something's happened."
Gilbert suddenly sat up straight, a strong sense of unease welling up inside him.
"Go get Herrera and William quickly, now!"
Chepe Sant Cruz understood the importance as well and didn't wait for someone else to call them. He ran outside and shouted, his voice echoing down the hallway as if he were calling for a dog.
About four or five minutes later, several people came rushing over, drenched in sweat.
"Big brother, what's wrong?" Herrera, who looked just like an old farmer, had been responsible for "cultivation" among the four brothers from the start. But now, as everyone turned to technology and fiercer tactics, even he had begun learning aggressively.
