Soon, as expected, Ganard hung up the phone and agreed to Song Heping's demands.
Right.
Demands.
Not requests.
For Mexico, they lacked the power to contend with the Americans.
Song Heping, now playing the CIA card, was someone no one dared to challenge.
Shorty was quickly brought out, and when he saw Song Heping in the windbreak hall, he was clearly taken aback.
He never would have imagined that the guy who got him jailed would have the guts to meet him in prison.
"Don't look at me as if you want to eat me alive; I'm here to save you."
It was only after the guard left and the two of them—Song Heping and Joaquin—were alone in the airing hall that he revealed a smile and said.
"Are you coming here to show off to me? Don't think I can't do anything to you just because I've been caught. Let me tell you, kid, you're dead!"
Joaquin's face was gloomy, his eyes filled with ruthless light, staring intently at Song Heping.
