Chapter 88: São Paulo, Brazil

The next afternoon.

Miami, South Beach.

Lone Wolf's oceanfront villa.

By the pool, Lone Wolf stood respectfully to the side.

Leo sat on a lounge chair under a sun umbrella, holding a glass of iced mojito in his hand.

Serafina wore a hot black bikini, lazily lying on the lounge chair next to him.

Her perfect figure gleamed temptingly in the sunlight.

She wore oversized sunglasses and had a straw in her mouth, sipping a cocktail.

"Go ahead."

Leo exhaled a puff of smoke. "What's the situation with Cobra?"

Lone Wolf bent forward respectfully. "Cobra has confirmed the order."

"The weapons list they need - I've already given it all to Serafina as you instructed."

"And..."

He paused. "Cobra says this shipment must be delivered to South America within a week."

"Such a tight deadline?"

Serafina raised an eyebrow. "Looks like they're really in a hurry."

"Yes."

Leo nodded. "The more rushed they are, the easier it is for them to slip up."

"By the way, Mr. Ashford..."

Lone Wolf said carefully, "Cobra is a very cautious person."

"Every time he contacts me, he uses a new phone number."

"And he never calls from the same place."

"I... I really have no way to track his location."

"Don't worry."

Leo said calmly, "I've already locked onto him."

"What?!"

Lone Wolf's eyes widened as he looked at Leo in disbelief.

"You... you've locked onto him?"

"But... he changes numbers every time..."

"Changing numbers doesn't help."

Leo exhaled smoke. "As long as he makes a call, it has to go through cell towers."

"And my people..."

He glanced at Serafina.

Serafina smiled seductively. "My intelligence network in South America has long since infiltrated the local telecom companies."

"Every time Cobra calls Lone Wolf, we can use cell tower positioning to narrow down his area of activity."

"Now..."

She sat up, removed her sunglasses, and a sharp gleam flashed in her long, narrow eyes.

"We've basically pinpointed his location."

"On the border between Colombia and Venezuela."

"It's a rainforest area, controlled year-round by drug dealers and mercenaries."

"Good."

Leo stood up and walked to the pool's edge.

Looking at the shimmering water, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Once this shipment of weapons reaches their hands..."

"That's when we close the net."

"Yes!"

Lone Wolf responded respectfully.

But a trace of worry still crossed his face.

"Mr. Ashford..."

He hesitated, then spoke up.

"I... I have a request."

"Speak."

Leo didn't turn around.

"I... I'm worried the Nightfall organization will retaliate against me."

Lone Wolf swallowed. "After all, I'm helping you now..."

"What if they find out..."

"They won't."

Leo turned around and looked at Lone Wolf.

"As long as you do what I say, they won't suspect anything."

"And..."

He walked up to Lone Wolf and patted his shoulder.

"Even if they do find out, do you think... they'll have a chance to retaliate against you?"

Lone Wolf's whole body trembled.

Right.

The man before him was the Reaper, who could destroy even the Romano family and the Drake family.

What was a mere Nightfall organization?

"I understand."

Lone Wolf took a deep breath. The worry in his eyes faded, replaced by fervor.

"I will follow your lead completely!"

"Good."

Leo walked back to the lounge chair and pulled out a check from his pocket.

"This is your compensation for this period."

Lone Wolf took the check and glanced at the number.

Fifty million dollars.

He was completely stunned.

"Mr. Ashford... this... this is too much..."

"Take it."

Leo said calmly, "Do well, and there'll be more benefits for you in the future."

"Yes! Thank you, Mr. Ashford!"

Lone Wolf trembled with excitement.

He gripped the check tightly, his eyes full of gratitude and fervor.

At this moment, he completely understood.

Following Leo was the best decision he'd ever made in his life!

Leo sat back on the lounge chair and picked up his mojito.

Serafina lazily turned over, lying on her side, looking at Leo.

"Leo..."

She licked her red lips, a burning look flashing in her eyes.

"After the Nightfall organization matter is resolved..."

"You said... you'd spend a night with me."

Leo glanced at her, a playful smile curling at his lips.

"I never go back on my word."

Excitement flashed in Serafina's eyes.

She put her sunglasses back on and lazily lay back on the lounge chair.

But a smile of anticipation curved at her lips.

Miami's sunlight was blinding.

But beneath this sunlight.

A huge hunting net was silently spreading open.

Several days later.

South America, São Paulo, Brazil.

A Gulfstream G650 private jet landed on the private tarmac at São Paulo International Airport.

The stairs lowered.

Leo, dressed in black casual wear with sunglasses covering most of his face and a cigar in his mouth, strode down from the plane.

Behind him, Serafina clicked along in high heels, wearing a fiery red dress that showed off her curvy figure perfectly.

Olivia and the Shadow Squad members took two other planes and had already arrived earlier.

"South American air is really hot and stuffy."

Serafina removed her sunglasses and fanned herself with her hand, her wine-red wavy hair flowing in the hot breeze.

"You'll get used to it."

Leo exhaled smoke. "We don't have much time."

"Don't worry."

Serafina smiled seductively. "I have an old friend in São Paulo - the second-in-command of the local biggest gang, the 'Red Command.'"

"If you want to buy heavy weapons in Brazil, you can't get anywhere without their connections."

"Good."

Leo nodded. "Lead the way."

Two hours later.

Deep in the São Paulo slums.

A bulletproof black SUV bumped along a rough, narrow dirt road.

"Nightfall organization's South American headquarters is hidden deep in the Amazon jungle."

Serafina held a tablet, pointing at the flashing red dot on it. "The shipment of 'specially treated' weapons sent by Lone Wolf arrived in Brazil yesterday and is currently being transported by waterway to the deep jungle."

"Based on the shipment's movement speed, it should reach Nightfall's base tonight."

"OK." Leo didn't even open his eyes, just responded calmly.

"However..." Serafina put away the tablet and glanced out the window at the chaotic slum streets. "Jungle combat is different from urban combat. We need some special equipment adapted to the local extreme environment, and guides."

"I have some connections in Brazil's gangs. Up ahead is the territory of the local biggest arms smuggling boss, Ernest Rodrigues."

The SUV stopped in front of an abandoned factory.

Dozens of bare-chested gang members covered in exaggerated tattoos held AK-47s, watching the uninvited vehicle warily.

The car door opened.

Serafina stepped out in high heels, Leo following close behind.

More than a dozen guns were immediately pointed at them.

"Stop!"

A muscular man covered in scars shouted in Portuguese.

"Put your guns down, it's me."

Serafina spoke in fluent Portuguese, removing her sunglasses to reveal her alluring face.

The scarred man froze, then surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Venomous Scorpion?"

He immediately waved his hand, signaling his men to lower their guns.

"My God, it really is you! Long time no see!"

"Long time no see, Carlos."

Serafina walked forward and hugged him.

"I'm here to see Walter Wood."

"The boss is inside."

Carlos glanced at Leo, wariness flashing in his eyes. "Who's he?"

"My partner."

Serafina said calmly. "Don't worry, he's not a cop."

"Alright."

Carlos nodded. "Follow me."

They passed through several heavy iron doors and came to a large hall deep in the factory.

The hall was piled with all kinds of weapons.

AK-47s, M16S, RPG rocket launchers, grenades...

There were even several heavy machine guns.

A middle-aged man in a floral shirt covered in tattoos sat on a pile of weapon crates smoking a cigar.

He was the second-in-command of the "Red Command" - Walter Wood.

"Hey, Venomous Scorpion."

Walter's eyes lit up when he saw Serafina. "What brings you to Brazil?"

"Here on business."

Serafina smiled seductively. "I need a batch of weapons."

"Weapons?"

Walter exhaled smoke. "What models do you want? How many?"

"The list is here."

Serafina took out a piece of paper from her handbag and handed it to Walter.

Walter took the list and scanned it.

"Twenty M4 carbines, thirty Glock pistols, five Barrett sniper rifles..."

He stopped suddenly.

"You also want C4 explosives? Grenades? RPGs?"

Walter looked up, his eyes becoming wary.

"Venomous Scorpion, what do you need so much heavy firepower for?"

"To kill people, of course."

Serafina shrugged. "You just need to tell me if you have the goods or not."

"I have them..."

Walter hesitated. "But for such a big order, you'll have to pay more."

"No problem."

Serafina nodded readily. "Name your price."

"Three million dollars."

Walter held up three fingers.

"Deal."

Serafina didn't haggle.

Satisfaction flashed in Walter's eyes, but soon his gaze fell on Leo.

"And this is..."

"My partner."

Serafina said calmly.

"Oh?"

Walter looked Leo up and down, contempt flashing in his eyes.

"Looks pretty young. Bro, do you even know how to use a gun?"

Leo said nothing, just looked at him quietly.

"Hahaha!"

Walter burst out laughing. "Venomous Scorpion, your partner doesn't look too capable. In South America, if you can't use a gun, you'll die."

He pulled a Desert Eagle from his waist and casually tossed it to Leo.

"Come on, bro, let me see your shooting skills."