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Chapter 267 Terrorist Organization

    

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Ye Ningyuan's attitude was very clear. When Chu Li was around, the First Terrorist Organization had a market share of half in Europe. In order to accommodate the Mafia, they refrained from interfering with each other; the Mafia withdrew from Southeast Asia and the Middle East, while Ye Ningyuan withdrew from all of Europe. However, he wouldn't retreat from North America again because he wouldn't give up on the market around Mexico. As a result, Mo Xiaobai and Ye Ningyuan had engaged in several rounds of tactical maneuvers.

The outcome was predictable.

Ye Feimo naturally knew what the brothers thought about this situation. "Mo Xiaobai, for Southeast Asia, the Middle East, and South Africa, my brother has already covered everything except arms trafficking, and he also allows you to expand your strength without interfering with him. Why do you insist on North America Even I can't get him to give me the North American market, let alone you. The Mafia is already dominant in Europe; how much more of North America do you want Do you think that by dividing up the business there, we're just making a living off Dragon Gate"

Mou Wushuang whistled and gave an alluring smile. "Feimo, if Xiaotianyu were here, wouldn't this scene be quite harmonious Cousin is non-human level IQ. We dare not act, but Xiaotianyu is one generation below us, with little experience. If we work together to push him out of the North American market, it would be possible. Wouldn’t that make everyone happy"

Mou Chen nodded, and Mou Yao did not offer an opinion.

Warming wondered if this was internal strife

Hearing what they said, she understood a bit but also felt confused; weren't they family

Warming said, "Aren’t you all family Everything is negotiable within the family. If you give up one piece here, can’t you compensate for it somewhere else Why do you have to talk about it in such a bloody manner"

A simple and kind world cannot understand such profound matters.

Mòchen smiled and said, "Little Auntie, this isn't about harmony or compensation. While our leadership team is undoubtedly a family unit, the vast organization we oversee can never be considered one big family. The conflict between the Black Hand and First Terror Organization has always existed, and it's not something that disappears just because our leaders are united. Over the years, maintaining order has been quite challenging. It's impossible for everyone to get along. We have our own considerations, prioritizing the interests of our respective organizations. Some conflicts are necessary as long as we keep them within limits."

In a world dominated by power, whoever is stronger survives.

The weak cannot exist in such a world; whoever has the strongest fist calls the shots. Want something Go and earn it yourself. There's no room for negotiation here. Even if Yè Fēimò and Yè Níngyuǎn are brothers, when it comes to issues concerning North America, neither would back down.

However, Longmen is a traditional black criminal organization, which differs from the nature of the First Terror Organization. The former's nature has transcended that of an international crime syndicate and falls within the realm of global terrorism.

The Black Hand is an organization situated between global terror groups and international crime syndicates, further protected by Italy’s government, making its backing more secure.

Warming vaguely understood the complex relationships involved.

"Is the First Terror Organization really that powerful" Warming asked hesitantly. She saw Yè Níngyuǎn as a gentleman, refined and elegant, and couldn't quite picture him being very formidable.

Mòchen leaned back, Mò Xiǎobái covered his face, Mòyáole looked down at the magazine while Mò Wúshuāng coolly replied, "My cousin can obliterate City A with a single atomic bomb. With just one-tenth of his assets, he could buy out all of Italy and control 80% of global arms trade, commanding the economic lifeline of Southeast Asia and the Middle East. He owns close to a hundred legitimate companies among the world's top five hundred corporations. Do you think the First Terror Organization is impressive"

Such a formidable arms smuggling operation definitely needs its own front companies. Over the past decade, Ye Ningyuan established nearly dozens of such businesses, all ranking globally in their respective fields. It could be said that there's at least one representative from the First Terrorist Organization in every cutting-edge sector across the globe.

For instance, banks and financial institutions to launder money; airlines and shipping companies for weapon transportation; various front companies for whitewashing operations; as well as legitimate high-tech electronics businesses. Ye Ningyuan made full use of all these resources. The black market profited immensely under the cover of white-collar legality, while the white-collar world saved a lot of trouble with the protection of the black market. This business strategy was one that both the Dragon Gate and the Mafia were learning from.

Warming's mouth opened in surprise. So Ye Feimo’s brother was actually this formidable No wonder Ye Tianyu and Ye Kelan were so powerful. Their entire family seemed to be made up of non-humans.

"First Terrorist Organization, Mafia, Dragon Gate… Don't you guys worry about monopolies" Warming asked weakly. Ye Feimo ruffled her hair, finally understanding the complexity of it all.

"Shu Wen and I are not interested in North America's piece of the pie; besides, the Dragon Gate doesn’t mainly deal with arms trafficking. There’s no reason for us to provoke my brother," said Ye Feimo, glancing at Mo Yao before asking him, "Mo Yao, did you let Mo Xiaobai do that"

"Let him do whatever he wants," replied Mo Yao coldly. "He won't die anyway."

Mo Xiaobai: "..."

The boss is truly ruthless.

Meng Chen laughed heartily, “That’s why Big Uncle retired and Little White feels very happy.”

The bigger ones are hard to compete with, but they still have confidence in dealing with Ye Tianyu, a little kid.

Moyao didn't comment. Expanding the market wasn't her brother's concern; she was responsible for punishment and assassination. She was rather looking forward to seeing how they would fare against the first terrorist organization.

"Tianyu has inherited everything from my brother, including his anti-human IQ," Ye Feimocoldly said, "though he is young, he's far from being an easy target. With my brother and sister-in-law’s backing, you might not be able to defeat him. Don't mess with North America; it would be better to expand your gambling and diamond markets in Southeast Asia and the Middle East."

Moyao pursed her lips, "In Southeast Asia and the Middle East, besides arms and oil, drugs are the only other high-profit businesses. Arms and oil belong to my cousin, while we have nothing to do with drugs."

Moyeh and Mojie had once fought the first terrorist organization until their funding dried up; they then used drugs as a way to compensate and raise funds quickly but later abandoned that market.

Moyao also felt that drugs were not something good, and there were certain principles that needed to be upheld. Thus, she decisively gave up on the drug trade.

Without engaging in the most profitable businesses in these regions, the rest wasn't worth pursuing.

"Tianyu is also an anti-human being, but he lacks experience. Moreover, Tianyu has a significant flaw: his great-uncle is a perfect example of an anti-human without any weaknesses; even his wife is non-human. However, Tianyu differs in that...

Moxiao coughed a few times and looked at Mochen, while Moyao frowned. What was Tianyu's weakness Based on observation, he seemed to be just like Ye Ningyuan with no obvious weaknesses.

Warming thought of Ye Tianyu: though he was quiet and appeared obedient, he too was a person who hid his true selfxt time I’ll cook it salty," Mu Baixue said in an attempt to placate him as he spooned another mouthful into his mouth. His thoughts had wandered and he ordered Yun to fetch some rice and lean meat. T...