Working as a police officer in Mexico

Come in and get down for the two of them!

Victor looked around with disdain, then calmly took out a cigar from his pocket and held it in his mouth, while Jason Bourne hurriedly lit the fire for the boss.

"If I didn't come, wouldn't you bully Kwaukemot to death?"

"TMDB! Don't you know who is covering him? If you touch him, you will touch me, Victor!"

Victor glanced at the people around him, and those he targeted couldn't help lowering their heads and not daring to look directly at him. With disdain on his face, he looked down at Rieldo Salinas, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, holding a cigar and handing it to He asked, "Do you smoke or not?"

The other party covered his face, looked at Carlos Stam on the ground, and shook his head hurriedly.

Victor's face turned pale, "You won't give me face?"

He went up and kicked him again, directly into the heart of the other person, pulling his hair and hitting the corner of the table next to him, "You don't even give me any face! Do you think I am a paper tiger?"

beng! beng! beng!

He was beaten to a bloody pulp, passed out, and fell to the ground.

"You smoke!" Victor handed the cigar to another consortium speaker next to him. He was so frightened that his legs became weak.

When he saw the cigar being handed to him, he lost all face and took it with both hands. With a flattering look on his face, he hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth and took a big puff.

"oops!"

"You really smoked!" Victor raised his eyebrows, grabbed his hair, took out a pistol from his pocket, put it against his chin and fired!

jump!

The bullet smashed his jaw open, and blood spurted out.

"ah!!"

The female guest shouted in horror.

Victor let go, the body fell to the ground, and he cleared the bullets from his head.

Kill... kill someone!

Carlos Stam, who fell to the ground, looked at this scene in horror. What big scene had he never seen before?

I have never seen this kind of behavior of killing the person who talked about the consortium after a disagreement.

Don’t we just have some unclear relationship with drug dealers? Did you have such a big reaction?

But Carlos Stam was also smart. He went back and pretended to be dead.

You have already hit me, you cannot hit me again.

Victor spat on the corpse, walked up to Quaukmot, glanced at Honatan Aragon, who was also pale next to him, looked up and down, put the muzzle of the gun into the other man's mouth, and patted him. mouth.

"Open your mouth!"

"The Aragon family?"

He smiled disdainfully, "Don't you know what the fear of 7.62 mm is?"

Victor grabbed his tie and pulled him over, "Mexican consortium? Do you know who I am?"

"For some people who cooperate with drug traffickers, I don't call them Policía (police), I call them Caudillo (warlord)!"

Of course, chaebols are awesome. They control the economy, even drug cartels and gangs. They also have friends in the officialdom and backers in the military. They can control the black and white.

But the warlords are probably even more awesome.

I am an army!

My will alone is also the will of the army.

"Bong!" Victor made an onomatopoeia in his mouth, and Honoratan Aragon shivered unexpectedly.

"Sometimes, money cannot be used as food, but if the money is snatched by the barrel of a gun, it can be used as food. For the sake of Mr. Kwaukemot, I will spare you, but you can't do it twice."

Victor patted his face and said, "Be smart, you only have one life."

He turned around and suddenly caught a glimpse of Hector standing next to him.

thump!

The other party just knelt down? ?

This confused Victor, and Hector trembled, "Spare me, spare me, I...I promise not to sell drugs anymore, I..."

Casare, who was standing behind, glanced at the boss and understood. He ran over and grabbed Hector, pressed him directly on the table, and stabbed Hector's neck with a fork!

Blood vessels burst.

It splashed all over him, but Casare was also ruthless. He took out a knife from the side and stabbed it diagonally upward into his neck. The knife and fork formed an "X" shape.

Hector stared, vomited blood, twitched twice on the ground and died.

elder brother…

This time...I can't run away!

Victor frowned, "How many times have I told you, quality! What you do is so rude."

Kasare smiled innocently when he heard this.

Whatever the boss says is right, the boss needs me to be rude, and I will be rude now!

"Tug this corpse away. The smell of blood is really strong. By the way, check to see if those two are dead. Shoot the ones who are not dead."

Jason Bourne nodded and just walked over.

Carlos Stam got up immediately, took off his suit, glanced at Victor, and lowered his head.

But Salinas really didn't wake up there. Jason Bourne took out his gun and killed him directly. If you like sleeping so much, just keep sleeping.

"In the future, all members of the Salinas Group's family will review the property confiscation, and they won't care if Carlos dies? Haha, you want face, but I won't give it to you!"

"Dig up his body and throw it to the dogs."

"My police officers and the many people who sacrificed their lives for the cause of anti-drugs don't even have complete bodies. Why can he lie down."

Victor became more and more excited as he spoke, "When heroes are forgotten, everyone becomes a traitor."

Quaukmot was shocked when he heard this operation. He rushed over and lowered his voice, "Victor, this... this is not good."

"What's wrong, this is our Mexico, not the dead man's Mexico."

One could almost say that this is Victor’s country.

"If we can't reach an agreement, then don't talk at all. I know what you're afraid of, man. Rich people are just a bunch of pigs. You have to use a gun to tell them who is the master. Don't be afraid that they will resist."

"As long as you throw out a piece of dried meat, these capitalist lackeys will give up any dignity."

"There is still a lot of infrastructure construction in Mexico that needs to be left to consortiums that are willing to cooperate with us."

First, stabilize the American companies behind them. Those people will not overturn the table if they have meat in their mouths. Victor still knows that he cannot touch the financial, telecommunications, oil and other fields currently controlled by the chaebol.

Of course, only temporarily.

The Eagle Sauce in the 1990s was really fierce.

The only thing that can make Victor bow his head is someone with a bigger caliber than him.

Don't rush yet.

After Jason Bourne and the others dragged the body away smoothly, the ground was cleared, the knocked over dining table was erected again, and even the air was sprayed with perfume.

This is professionalism.

It's much more "gentle" than the old guys in EDM.

"Come on, let's get the dinner started."

The staff quickly played soothing music…

"Wait!" Casare shouted, ran over and spoke to the sound engineer, and then the music was changed.

Soothing turned into impassioned!

"Victor! Victor! Victor leads us to victory against drugs!"

…

It is "Victor We Are Together".

Casare raised his hands and said, "Everyone jump up."

The guests looked at each other and didn't know what to dance, so they could only dance wildly to the rhythm.

"Boss!"

"Hey, you did this again. Don't be so public when you go out. You won't be allowed to do this next time." Victor said with a smile.

Casare nodded obediently.

Um!

The boss said, be louder next time.

"Sir, let's sit over there and share the cake." Victor said to Cuaukmote.

"Just the two of us?"

"Mexico does not allow too many voices, which is not friendly to anti-drug work. Sometimes, the fewer voices, the more united we are!"

Quaukmot felt that what he said was right, but felt that it was wrong. He followed Victor to the sofa. As soon as he sat down, he asked in a deep voice, "You don't want to form a military government, do you?"

Victor laughed when he heard this.

"Sir, you are the president. I don't care about your policy agenda, but you must not compromise with drug dealers. This is the bottom line. We must also severely crack down on human smuggling, organ trafficking, murder, underworld, guns and ammunition and other crimes!"

"What we want is peace in Mexico and stability for the people. This is my responsibility as a police officer and your obligation as president!"

"Remember, any sacrifice must have consequences!"

"If one day, either you or I betray our original intention, please take a gun and shoot the other person to death."

Quauquemot felt heavy when Victor said in such a cautious tone, "My father is Cardenas, and I will not betray my beliefs!"

"Death to the traitor!"

The two men looked at each other.

…

Wow…

"Victor! Victor!" Guzman pushed the documents off the table, picked up a pistol and fired at a large poster on the wall.

This poster is clearly Victor.

In reality, I can't kill you, so I will face your poster. Seeing that there are dozens of bullet holes on it, it is obvious that I am very resentful at ordinary times.

Generally, those who have a lot of resentment will die more miserably.

beng!

The door was rudely opened from the outside, and Arturo rushed in with red eyes, and then grabbed Guzman's clothes in his shocked eyes, "Say!"

"Did you know that this was a fatal mission? Did you deliberately send Hector to die? Did you know that Victor would be at the dinner!"

Guzman looked at Arturo, whose lips were trembling, his face flushed, and his eyes bloodshot.

"I have no idea."

After a moment of silence, Guzman shook his head and said in a rough voice, "I have reached an agreement with the Mexican government, but they obviously went back on their word. They betrayed me! They betrayed us and killed Hector!"

He covered his face and cried loudly, "I killed my brother! Hector!"

Guzman knelt on the ground, crying loudly.

Seeing his cousin like this, Arturo slowly let go of his hand, raised his head, and shed tears.

"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry!" Guzman slapped himself hard in the face.

Arturo felt sad and reached out to hold him, "Cousin, this is all Victor! It's none of your business."

"Maybe, it's also Hector's life."

He dragged his body, turned around and left.

Guzman, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly stopped shrugging his shoulders. A pair of eyes appeared from between his fingers, staring at Arturo's back in the cold air.

"My cousin!"

In the corridor outside, listening to the howling inside, Arturo leaned against the wall and took out a photo from his arms with trembling hands.

Above are five children.

Their clothes were all dirty and they didn't even have shoes on their feet, but they faced the camera and smiled hard.

"Brother, you eat!" The young Hector handed the hidden corn to the taller Arturo and smiled, "When you grow up, follow cousin Guzman and make money together to buy me Coke. "

Arturo remembers…

When he gnawed the corn, Hector drooled, but he quickly wiped it off.

When I grow up…

Hector is the most incompetent of the four brothers, but he is also his most beloved brother.

"Brother!"

Arturo squatted on the ground, hugged the photo and cried loudly.

…