Post by Toni Kostic on Jul 14, 2010 0:39:50 GMT -5
Two weeks ago, Toni talked to a Bolivian drug lord and convinced him to do a drug deal, in Bone County. His drug scientists made 20 tons of cocaine carried in three large trucks. The drug lord was going to pay $200,000,000 for it.
Toni: Talking to his men just after the phonecall: Moramo da čuvamo taj kokain kao oči u glavi. Dva helikoptera će leteti iznad nas dok ga budemo prevozili. Ono što taj Bolivijski pas ne zna, je to da ćemo ga ubiti i uzeti svu lovu za sebe, zajedno sa kokainom. Njega ćemo kasnije prodati, možda bude i još neka prevara. Jasno, momci? (We have to protect that cocaine like our own eyes. Two helicopters will fly above us as we transport it. What that Bolivian dog does not know, is that we're gonna kill him and take all the money for ourselves, along with the cocaine. We will sell it all later, maybe there will be another backstab. Understand, boys?)
The transport went perfectly fine and Toni soon met Carlos Illero in Bone County.
Toni: Mr Illero! How are you today? I believe you have my $200,000,000?
Carlos: Yes, everything is ready, Senor Kostic. I'm surprised because of your security level. Me, I brought only two cars of men.
Toni: Taking 20 tons of cocaine is very dangerous, Mr Illero. I'm surprised you didn't bring more security. Carrying $200,000,000 is also very dangerous too...
Carlos: I know, I know, amigo. But let's get to the business, shall we?
However, all of Toni's men circled the Bolivian drug lord. They were carrying assault rifles, and Toni was carrying an Mp5 gun.
Carlos: What's this supposed to mean, senor? He was still calm.
Toni: It means that you're fucked up, Carlos! Your men, no matter how much powerful guns they carry, won't break through my forces. Look up, Carl. See those two choppers? They're armed. Heavily. With three machine guns. You made a mistake not bringing more security. I'm sorry.
Carlos: Well, Toni, Serbia is a small country. I don't even know where it is. That made me think you're just a small dealer.
Toni: A small time dealer?! Isuse! (Jesus!) I bring you 20 tons of cocaine and you think I'm a small dealer?! You're a really stupid man, Carlos. I'm sorry but you will need to die.
Illero's men drew guns and killed some of Toni's, but they had no chance. They were all killed, and Toni took $200,000,000. He dealt it between his men, and received $4,000,000. Later he organized another drug deal, but the man brought enough security so he could not kill him and take the money. Because he raised the price of the drugs, he received $500,000,000 and again dealt it between his family members, keeping $10,000,000 for himself.
Toni: Talking to his men just after the phonecall: Moramo da čuvamo taj kokain kao oči u glavi. Dva helikoptera će leteti iznad nas dok ga budemo prevozili. Ono što taj Bolivijski pas ne zna, je to da ćemo ga ubiti i uzeti svu lovu za sebe, zajedno sa kokainom. Njega ćemo kasnije prodati, možda bude i još neka prevara. Jasno, momci? (We have to protect that cocaine like our own eyes. Two helicopters will fly above us as we transport it. What that Bolivian dog does not know, is that we're gonna kill him and take all the money for ourselves, along with the cocaine. We will sell it all later, maybe there will be another backstab. Understand, boys?)
The transport went perfectly fine and Toni soon met Carlos Illero in Bone County.
Toni: Mr Illero! How are you today? I believe you have my $200,000,000?
Carlos: Yes, everything is ready, Senor Kostic. I'm surprised because of your security level. Me, I brought only two cars of men.
Toni: Taking 20 tons of cocaine is very dangerous, Mr Illero. I'm surprised you didn't bring more security. Carrying $200,000,000 is also very dangerous too...
Carlos: I know, I know, amigo. But let's get to the business, shall we?
However, all of Toni's men circled the Bolivian drug lord. They were carrying assault rifles, and Toni was carrying an Mp5 gun.
Carlos: What's this supposed to mean, senor? He was still calm.
Toni: It means that you're fucked up, Carlos! Your men, no matter how much powerful guns they carry, won't break through my forces. Look up, Carl. See those two choppers? They're armed. Heavily. With three machine guns. You made a mistake not bringing more security. I'm sorry.
Carlos: Well, Toni, Serbia is a small country. I don't even know where it is. That made me think you're just a small dealer.
Toni: A small time dealer?! Isuse! (Jesus!) I bring you 20 tons of cocaine and you think I'm a small dealer?! You're a really stupid man, Carlos. I'm sorry but you will need to die.
Illero's men drew guns and killed some of Toni's, but they had no chance. They were all killed, and Toni took $200,000,000. He dealt it between his men, and received $4,000,000. Later he organized another drug deal, but the man brought enough security so he could not kill him and take the money. Because he raised the price of the drugs, he received $500,000,000 and again dealt it between his family members, keeping $10,000,000 for himself.