The current situation of the Bloodline Gang is truly great.

The original hyaluronic acid business was already quite profitable.

And now, everyone has discovered that smuggling insulin is even more profitable!

The key is, given the educational level of a group of gang members.

They originally never thought about getting involved in this thing.

Although they had heard of it and even had some interesting ways to make money.

For example, organizing "tours."

It's about forming a tour group, but the participants are mostly diabetes patients or their family members.

Then the destination is Canada, with the best destination being Cuba.

Going there isn't really for sightseeing, but to buy insulin.

Of course, such tour groups also have risks.

Buying too much can also lead to trouble.

Let's not even talk about Cuba. When Americans discovered that just by going to Canada, they could use the same US Dollar to buy insulin over ten times the price of their own country.

How could they resist not buying in large quantities?

But in doing so, US customs aren't joking around either.

So, some special methods need to be used.

Even so, the risk is not small.

Now, the Bloodline Gang simply smuggles directly, saving many tedious steps.

In simple terms, our Bloodline Gang is directly doing illegal stuff, while those guys are constantly researching all kinds of borderline legal methods.

Instead, our costs are lower.

That's just how the world works sometimes.

Studying how to be legal all the time is not as good as just studying how to be illegal without getting caught.

Especially since we're in San Diego, most of the stuff coming in from the south used to be illicit goods.

Now, what we're dealing with in the Bloodline Gang are medicines that benefit many diabetes friends!

Not to mention elsewhere, just in Mexico, there are quite a few people coming to us voluntarily.

Some even not only join themselves but also encourage relatives and friends.

Actually, there are also quite a few diabetes patients in Mexico.

That country is really quite strange.

It's said that cola is cheaper than water.

So you can see it in many video materials.

Mexicans are naturally not very tall, but each one is quite chubby.

There are really very few skinny people.

So they all end up short and fat, short and fat.

In such a way, the insulin smuggling business, do I even need to say more?

It's booming!

Mai Dangkui originally became the head of the Bloodline Gang, but there were still some instability factors below him.

After all, he is a Chinese.

We Chinese in the United States are really put upon.

Moreover, there's a huge problem.

The Chinese are not united among themselves.

Just like what that Senator Zhao Ying said before.

In California, given the Chinese population proportion, there should be at least six senators.

But now there are only four.

It fully shows that Chinese people are not united.

Nonetheless, Zhou Mo Sen has exchanged some views with some Chinese about this matter before.

Just asking.

Sister, why don't you vote for our Chinese senator?

The big sister is also straightforward, speaking very honestly:

Those Chinese senators, before they were in office, promised a lot, but after taking office, they turned around and attacked our own people!

Afterwards, well... she cursed quite crudely.

The good news is, the reason for disunity has been found.

The bad news is, this is basically a logical paradox.

Zhou Mo Sen had also witnessed the stances of those Chinese American senators or high-ranking officials before he crossed over.

Especially that "Dai something" woman, she really went all out, gnashing her teeth and sparing no effort to handle her own motherland, using all sorts of underhanded tactics.

As for the faces of those senators, you can completely imagine it.

They hate not being able to give Chinese interests to white people in hopes of gaining more benefits and trust.

Fortunately, Zhou Mo Sen doesn't need to solve this disunity problem at all.

He only needs to mind his own interests.

Now, Zhou Mo Sen is back with the Bloodline Gang.

Mai Dangkui is quite respectful, because the Dr. Zhou in front of him is much better than many so-called big Chinese figures he had encountered before.

At least, this one really seeks benefits for us Chinese.

To take a step back, us mixed up in the underworld Chinese, isn't this better than before!

Dr. Zhou, you're great!

With such an attitude, Zhou Mo Sen was relieved.

For now, it seems that the Bloodline Gang is completely under his control.

So...

"Ah-Kui, how's business now, are we short on manpower?"

As soon as these words came out, Mai Dangkui was overjoyed, the boss is going to give directives again!

"Boss, business is really good now, the medicine we bring in, there's absolutely no problem, and as for manpower, there's definitely no issue, no matter in which aspect."

Zhou Mo Sen emphasized, "I'm talking about imports."

Yes, they don't say smuggling, but import.

Import and export, right.

This is the business we're in, as for anything illegal, of course, we don't mention it among ourselves.

Mai Dangkui patted his chest, "Please rest assured, boss! Now from the south, we can get everything we want! That..."

He wanted to say something, but Zhou Mo Sen knew exactly what it was.

"Don't touch those things!"

Yes, contraband, we don't touch it.

Although we're also breaking the law, what we're doing... truly makes us the God of meds in the US!

Those who organize tour groups, they don't pay much for the medicine, but the travel expenses and other costs along the way aren't small either.

Roughly speaking, the insulin acquired by participating diabetes patients and their families only amounts to about 60% of US insulin.

While what we're handling here is not only similar to what's on the market, but the price can be down to 30% or 40%.

This, for many American diabetes patients and their families... makes us the god of meds.

Anyway, the money earned is considerable.

Why bother touching contraband then?

And now...

"Boss, do you have a new way?"

Mai Dangkui was already eager to begin.

Zhou Mo Sen asked another question, "Haven't you noticed anything odd?"

When he mentioned this, Mai Dangkui immediately seemed to think of something.

"Boss, now that you mention it, I remember, just recently, news from Mexico indicates that many people have fallen ill!"

Zhou Mo Sen nodded at this, clearly, Mexico might just be the source of this outbreak, it can't be contained over there anymore.

Yet, Mexico's public health conditions... while not particularly poor, in reality, nobody is really in control.

Originally, such matters require a very capable and authoritarian government.

The Mexican government... thus, initially when the epidemic started, it was the drug lords organizing the anti-epidemic actions.

So, Zhou Mo Sen was obviously well aware of what was happening there.

There's no need to hide it now.

"This time, it's a super profitable business! If done well, the rewards are tremendous."

"Boss! I will absolutely keep it secret!"

"Import a large number of masks from our motherland, as many... just import as much as you can."

Masks?!

This thing... since Mai Dangkui often deals with imports, he naturally knows how much a mask costs in China.

How much can this make?

Mai Dangkui really couldn't believe this thing could make money.

But, he absolutely trusts Zhou Mo Sen!

"Alright! I understand!"

Zhou Mo Sen saw the somewhat puzzled look in his eyes and simply emphasized it again.

"Don't underestimate this thing, they might skyrocket a hundred times!"

When he said this, Mai Dangkui no longer had any doubts.

"I follow boss!"

And so, the Bloodline Gang started dealing in masks this time.

This... look at these things the Bloodline Gang is "importing."

Hyaluronic acid, insulin, and now masks.

Well, let's forget about explaining it.

Zhou Mo Sen made this move with absolute confidence.

These masks will surely skyrocket his profits in the future!

Of course, he doesn't see this as a long-term business.

Naturally, he also plans to use this import to relay some messages back to our country.

That is, that things in the United States might not have been made public yet.

But there's nothing that can be done, really not much can be done.

And then...

"Boss, I beg you, help me."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

It was Owen; now he seemed very helpless.

When Zhou Mo Sen got the call, he immediately put on a mask.

Because he saw at a glance a one-eyed woman, coughing feebly over there.

That was Esmeralda, and looking at her condition, it seemed that things were already very serious over there in Mexico!