The Real Dragon Chapter 4787

Juarez’s full name, is Rafael Corona Juarez.

        Coincidentally, he was born in the northern border city of Mexico, which is also called Juarez.

        The city of Juarez has been home to some of the biggest crime syndicates in Mexico, and it is perennially ranked as the most violent city in the world.

        To call it a real-life version of Gotham would be an insult to Gotham, which, after all, has superheroes in addition to super-villains, and here, there is only one more vicious super-villain than another.

        Juarez grew up in the city that shares his name, his parents, although not members of the crime syndicate, both worked under it to earn money to support their families.

        His father, on the other hand, has always driven trucks for the cartel, sometimes hauling arms, sometimes drugs, and sometimes bodies.

        His mother, on the other hand, has always worked in the cartel’s drug workshops, weighing and packing for them, and has even won many skills competitions organised by the cartel.

        From an early age, Juárez was obsessed with violent crime.

        At the age of twelve, a small-time leader of a local crime syndicate gave him a gun, a bicycle and fifty dollars in cash, so he pedalled his bicycle and shot an unsuspecting member of a rival gang in the street, as he was asked to do.

        Although the recoil of the pistol made his wrists hurt for days, he had trouble sleeping every night for those days because of the sight of the other man’s brains bursting into flames.

        At that moment, Juarez realised that he might have been born to do this.

        Since then, he has been a gang member.

        After almost ten years of building up his reputation, he also became a minor leader in Juarez.

        When Juarez’s boss was a*sa*sinated by a rival gang, Juarez took his men and escaped from that city to start a new career in Ensenada.

        After more than a decade, Juárez has grown stronger and is now in the top 10 of Mexico’s criminal groups.

        However, in this top 10, the two-eight principle is also reflected in the best way possible.

        The top and second ranked crime syndicates monopolise at least 80% of the profits.

        Therefore, the gap between the bottom of the Top 10, like Juarez, and the top is even greater.

        Mexico’s largest crime syndicate has an annual profit of over US$10 billion, but Juarez has been in the business for so many years, and with all his money counted, it is only just over $100 million.

        When he heard the report from Ma Kui that someone had found their surgery with a black gold card, his whole body trembled.

        This was a man worth more than ten billion dollars!

        Whatever his intentions were, Juarez had to be nervous and pay attention.

        Just as Juarez was getting a little lost in thought, the dealer spoke up and urged, “Mr. Juarez, it’s your turn to ask for your cards.”

        Only then did Juarez come back to his senses, he ignored the lotus officer and said to Ma Kui on the other end of the phone, “Ma, I’m on my way there now, you must treat this Mr. Wade well, don’t neglect your valuable guest, otherwise I won’t spare you!”

        Ma Kui on the other end of the phone said, “Boss, don’t worry, I will treat Mr. Wade well.”

        Saying that, he did not forget to remind, “Boss, don’t forget to bring as many brothers as possible, it’s better to be prepared.”

        Juarez grunted, “That’s for sure!”

        With that, he hung up the phone, snapped his cards on the table, stood up hastily and turned to leave.

        His girlfriend, somewhat surprised, asked, “Rafael, where are you going?”

        Juarez spoke up, “I have something important to do, you stay here and keep playing, the chips are all yours.”

        After that, he greeted his four bodyguards and said, “Carlos get the car, Ector call everyone and tell them to drop what they’re doing and gather at the surgery immediately, and remember, everyone must be armed!”