"So, come on, CJ, tell us what's been going on." Jason said, as he finished his own tale on how his father had been killed and he had come over to San Fierro.

"Damn it man, you're story is like mine. After that exchange year, I went back home, and joined our home gang, the Orange Grove Families. I thought it'd be cool shit, killing enemy gang members, Ballas, with nines. Well, it didn't turn out that way, my little bro Brian got killed by a Ballas drive-by." Carl shook his head sadly.

"So how'd you get all this stuff?" John asked, staring at the large house CJ owned.

"I went over to Liberty for five years, did some jobs over there, and only this year did I come back. When I got back, the Grove was down, man, we were losin' turf. So I helped try taking some turf back, but then two of our so-called most loyal members turned our backs on us, my older bro got arrested, and I got taken to the countryside." CJ continued.

"I spent my time in the countryside, my friends I earned back in Los Santos helped me over here to San Fierro, and I managed to buy some property with the money I got from doing errands for people. And doing other side jobs."

"Man, that's harder than mine. I hope you get your bro outta jail." Jason replied.

"Yeah, but it's hard. One of my former friends, one of them who betrayed us, is the chief crack dealer in Los Santos, and the other one, he's supplying him with the yay." CJ replied.

"Couldn't you just bust your bro outta jail and lie low?" John asked.

"I'd be dead as soon as I set my foot in. And two crooked cops have already framed me for homicide."

"Well, I bet Woozie could do something about this drug syndicate, or at least he'd notice…" Jason thought.

"Actually, he does." Carl replied.

"You know Woozie!"

"Yep. And I've taken photos of the syndicate and given them to him." CJ replied, gaining back some of his grin.

"They're the Loco Syndicate. Maybe Suzie can give you the rest of the details." Carl continued.

Just then, John's mobile phone, which had surprisingly survived the encounter with the police, rang. He answered it.

"Hello? Okay…yes Mr Wu, right…We'll be there in a moment." John shut the phone and told Jason and Carl.

"It's Woozie. He wants us at the betting shop. Something to do with the Loco Syndicate, I bet. See you later, Carl."

"I told you so," grinned CJ.

They waved to CJ, and Carl let them borrow his Infernus, as long as they returned it over to the Xoomer Garage when they were done.

Jason drove himself and John carefully over to the betting shop, where Suzie was waiting.

"Hi, Jason, John. Hope you enjoyed your break. We gotta another job to do." Suzie said.

"So what is it?" John asked.

"You guys know the Loco Syndicate?"

"By name only. Form CJ." Jason replied.

"Well, here they are." Suzie, pulled out a stack of photos, probably what CJ had shot. He pointed at them.

"The guy there, the black one in the blue suit, he's the biggest pimp in town, name's Jizzy, runs the Pleasure Domes. I think CJ killed him." Suzie continued on.

"The next one, he's of the San Fierro Rifa gang, he's the muscle-T-Bone Mendez. That guy there, he's Lance 'Ryder' Wilson, Carl's former homie, he sold them out. And the last guy, he's the leader-sort of guy, a crooked government CIA agent, from what we've heard. Name's Mike Toreno, from what Carl told us working undercover."

"So what do we have to do?" Jason asked.

"We'll send a few cars of Triads over to Pier 69. I heard that a shipment is going to be sent over, with T-Bone and Ryder. Their men will be scattered all over if we're not quick. Ambush them, and kill T-Bone and Ryder, and possibly if Toreno arrives, try taking him as well. If you can't, we'll take him later. And CJ and one of his friends will be helping soon." Suzie told them.

Jason and John nodded, and they headed outside, grabbing an AK-47 with about ten clips each. They didn't want to run out of ammo, like last time against the cops. Then, they headed over to three vintage cars, Greenwoods, all filled with Triads. There was no space for them on the same car, so they jumped into different Greenwoods, and a few minutes later, drove off.

They reached Pier 69, and after taking up their positions at the side entrance, they waited for CJ and his friend to arrive. After ten minutes, they spotted CJ and his friend, a Mexican of some sort, walk over from the building across them, and wave at them. Carl was holding a sniper rifle, and the other man had a Tec-9. Just to confirm everything, the man called, naming himself as Cesar Vialpando. After the call, the Triads headed upstairs, waiting to intercept T-Bone and Ryder.

Unfortunately, T-Bone's men had got there first. They opened fire on the Triads, taking a couple of them down.

"Shit!" Jason yelled.

He smoked a Rifa, and he dived behind the small cover he found. Waiting behind it, he spotted a Rifa approaching, and pumped lead into him. Luckily, CJ had spotted everything, and he had started sniping out the Rifas. The rest of them dropped down pretty quickly.

But before they could stop and head down to the pier, where Ryder and T-Bone had driven over, with some Ballas as support, a chopper flew overhead.

"That's Toreno! Get his chopper before he clears out!" Jason yelled.

It was too late. The helicopter flew over, and Toreno, seeing the bodies on the rooftops, immediately turned and flew away. Jason fired at the chopper with his AK-47, along with the remaining Triads, but it was too late. Toreno flew away quickly. Sighing, Jason followed the other Triads as CJ and Cesar Vialpando headed towards the pier.

T-Bone was sporting a powerful assault rifle, but with the Triads support, CJ took down the Rifa gunmen, and wounded T-Bone. As he staggered along the pier, Cesar shouted:

"Mendez! I see you, Rifa-mother fucker!"

CJ and Cesar fired at T-Bone, sending him flying into the water, dead. Ryder started running, and dived off the pier, making for a boat.

"Hey, Ryder,sherm-head asshole, where'd you think you're going?" called CJ, brandishing his SMG and following Ryder into the water.

Jason watched as CJ caught up to Ryder with every powerful stroke, and clambered onboard just as Ryder sped the boat off. He couldn't quite see what was going on, but he spotted a gush of blood, and guessed one of them had been killed. CJ came out, grinning and pointing his finger up, jumping off the boat and swimming back to them.

Jason high-fived with CJ as he headed back, smirking.

"Three down, just Toreno to go, ay?" John grinned.

"Yeah. Now that we got our chance, let's go back and keep talking." CJ smiled, and they walked back over to CJ's Infernus.