Working as a police officer in Mexico

Since he wants to be a hero, Pablo certainly has no reason to refuse.

But I really admire this guy named Victor, um...

He has good teeth and is not picky about food.

It’s not that Big Sister Blanco is not good, it’s just that she is really bad!

If you look good, do you think Pablo will not do it?

But... let's put it this way, after letting go of his dignity, he still has aesthetics, but after letting go of his aesthetics, he really can't be tough.

"Your name is Victor too?" Pablo asked suddenly.

The two people who were "flirting" turned their heads. Ethan Hunter looked at each other and nodded, "Yes, sir."

"What's wrong?" Blanco asked.

"It just occurred to me that there is also a Victor in Mexico."

"That prison guard can't be compared with my little baby. Who is he?" Black Widow said disdainfully. Beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder, and "driver" is in Blanco's eyes. F key to get in the car!

In the Latin American world, people named Victor are equivalent to "Zhang Wei". You can't say a lot, but you can say a lot!

Pablo smiled and said, "Okay, as you wish, after the association is established, I will send you to Mexico as a consultant."

Ethan Hunter nodded vigorously and held Blanco's hand, "Don't worry, I will contribute to our little family."

MD!

I'll sell you the information when I go to the front line!

Okay, okay, Medellin Group, the steel wire balls Blanco gave me, I'm going to use them on you, and let Boss Victor blow them up for you!

Growing up, he had never realized that he was so "dirty".

It's not easy to be an agent. People outside think you're cool because you've watched too many "007" movies. This job is life-threatening. Selling one's sex is the lightest job. If you are discovered, life would be worse than death.

Especially those doing dangerous tasks.

Boss, you must kill them!

"By the way, how are the preparations for the association going?" Blanco kissed the back of Ethan Hunter's hand and turned to ask Pablo.

“In addition to Mexico’s traditional top three, Colombia’s Medellin and Cali Groups also have the Armed Forces of the People (FARC-EP), the United Self-Defense Forces of Colombia (AUC) and M-19!”

To describe the political ecology of Colombia in just a few words, it would be...an old sow wears a bra—one set after another, as long and hard as foot wraps. Writing it out is a waste of words.

Let's put it this way. To sum up, this country has never been truly peaceful. The anti-government forces in this place were so arrogant that around the turn of the millennium, the president specially "set aside" a piece of land for the "opposition armed forces" to be stationed. , just hope they stop fighting.

We really can't beat it.

No matter what wing you belong to, the armed forces here are engaged in drug trafficking, extortion, and kidnapping of wealthy people. Some armed forces even have tax troops in order to control the people in the area to pay taxes.

M-19, this name may not be heard by many people, but they were the ones used by Pablo when he bloodied the Supreme Court.

The fighting power is strong, and the most important thing is to be able to escape unscathed!

RNM.

Latin American government forces can be summed up in four words: rabble!

"You were able to bring them all in. Didn't it take a lot of effort?" Blanco raised his eyebrows. These opposition armed forces were also at war with each other.

"I told them that if they join the association, they can earn about 600 million U.S. dollars more every year. They are even more excited than us, clamoring to show Victor how good he is." Pablo sneered, "In Colombia, all doctrines It’s just a money-making tool.”

"They will provide us with the most important armed forces, and, tomorrow! They will carry out explosions in Tijuana!"

Pablo made a firework gesture and made a sound, "piu~"

Ethan Hunter's eyes flashed from the side.

Want to cause destruction again?

This is the "bottom line" of illegal organizations and has no morality.

Just to make Victor feel sick.

The "Latin American moral code" still depends on Victor.

This news must get out.

"The Salvation Trout Gang and the 18th Street Gang in Guatemala, as well as rebels from Honduras, Panama, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Costa Rica and other places will send personnel to join tomorrow."

"There are approximately more than 17 organizations!"

Pablo was very proud when he said that these people were all here because of his name. He called them and they all expressed their willingness to join.

I became even more interested when I heard that my opponent was the Mexican super policeman who was recently dubbed the "Tyrant".

"Others, including several jungle sects, also have ideas, but the specific charter and outline will not be signed until tomorrow when we meet. Blanco, we in Medellin must become an existence that can subvert a government!"

"It's never the government that we should be afraid of, it's...that no one is taking drugs."

Pablo opened his hand, "This opportunity is right in front of you, Blanco, there are 7 billion people in the world, and I want 7 billion 01 people to take drugs! The other one is God!"

There was only one voice in the entire hall.

Ethan Hunter had to admit that this man was really charming. Being arrogant without strength was arrogant, but he was confident.

But, sorry, I am a policeman!

The showdown between justice and evil!

Gu Gu Gu~

The cuckoo clock hanging on the wall rang. Pablo glanced at it and said, "Sorry, Blanco, I have to go to my daughter's parent-child camp. If I go late, my little baby will cry. ”

"Sure, say hello to Amy for me."

Pablo smiled when he talked about his daughter, stood up and said, "Yes, she misses you too. Don't forget to attend the founding meeting tomorrow."

"I will."

Blanco nodded, hugged him, said goodbye and left.

Come out of the manor.

Black Widow tied Ethan Hunt's tie like an ordinary wife, "Do a good job in the association."

"Aren't you still worried about what I'm doing?"

"A kiss."

"One mouthful? One mouthful is not enough!" Ethan Hunter lifted Blanco's chin, "I want to swallow you into my mouth."

The bodyguard and driver next to him quickly turned their heads away. Their eyes were calm, but they must have been angry in their hearts.

Why!

Why would he do that!

Damn, I really want a steel ball.

Ethan Hunt almost kissed Blanco. The other man's eyes were twitching, and he carefully hit his chest, but just this time, his bones almost fell apart.

"I'll give you my accessory gold card. You can buy whatever you want today!"

"Do I need to feed women?"

Ethan Hunter frowned and said, "This will make everyone think that I am someone who clings to the lap of a rich woman. I am said to be fine, but you cannot be wronged."

"I'm going to see if there's anything good for you. I've spotted a gold necklace and I'll buy it for you."

As he said this, he took the accessory gold card in his hand very rudely.

"What's the password?"

Blanco smiled: "900719"

"The days when you lay on top of me."

Ethan Hunter's face trembled when he looked at the other party's "shy" look, and his mind couldn't help but think of the horrific scene that day.

A little queasy.

"I hope it will be changed to 051314 next time, which means I love you forever."

Blanco was almost pissed off.

"come back earlier."

Ethan Hunter watched the other party get into the car and leave with a smile on his face. After the other party's car turned around and disappeared, he got into the car and almost wiped his mouth with a wet wipe.

Blanco, how beautiful is he? Anyone who has seen a real person knows that the monster has become a spirit. The most important thing is that her face is very fierce. She looks really scared at this glance.

The cosmetics are all pickled.

After one sip, my mouth was full of heavy metals that exceeded the legal limit.

Ethan Hunter looked at the gold card in the passenger seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the sports car rushed out. He went to spend money first!

If you have money, you don't need to be a bastard.

But he still knew his duty and called Jeff "The Clown" Bennett.

"Hey, Houston Burger."

"Dude~"

"Oh~Ethan! Are you okay? Someone called me just now, but he didn't speak. I introduced the burger restaurant and he hung up."

Ethan Hunter suddenly frowned. After listening to the other party's words, he knew that it was Blanco who had definitely touched his phone, but... this level was passed.

"Listen, man, it's very important for you to pass on what I'm going to say intact. It has a bearing on the direction of criminal history in Latin America and even the world."

Jeff Bennett is at the burger joint... helping.

"Hey! Is my burger ready?" A big fat man wearing a baseball cap shouted loudly at the counter, and hammered the table hard.

Jeff glanced at him, and the other party stared at him from outside, "Why are you calling! My burger!"

"soon!"

Jeff Bennett turned around, blocking the view, and stuffed the burger with mustard and chili!

Eat you to death! !

Listening to Ethan recounting everything Pablo had just said on the phone, when he heard that the other party had 17 tangs, his forehead also felt a little swollen.

I don’t know if I put too much mustard.

1VS17 Tangkou!

Damn it!

"Remember? The message must be delivered."

Jeff Bennett's expression also became serious, "I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, the fat man urged me again, "Where's my hamburger? Are you guys dead?"

Jeff turned his head and smiled with his lips pursed, that fake smile... like that of a clown.

He put the burger in the bag and handed it over, "Welcome next time."

The fat man raised his middle finger and greeted his mother.

He tore the bag open and threw it on the ground. He walked out and bit into it. His foot was immediately stuck in the air.

A smell of mustard hits my head!

His expression froze, but then his features wrinkled together, he opened his mouth, silently at first, and then screamed.

"ah!!!"

The roof almost fell off him.

The customers in the store were scared to death. They turned around and saw a fat man rolling on the ground, with tears and runny nose running down his face, and he covered his head.

"Farke! What did you do?" the colleague looked at Jeff Bennett and asked.

"Put a little bit of mustard in." The other party pointed at the empty mustard shell.

That's good for him.

It is said that in Florida, a male employee was annoyed and added "acrosomal enzyme" to the product and gave it to the female customer.

If you take this sip, you will be immediately arrested!

When he was caught, Florida Liquid Superman also said that this thing is cosmetic.

Jeff Bennett took off his apron and said, "Something happened. I have to call home."

The colleague was startled, and then his expression turned solemn.

Home is Mexico.

There is information!

He nodded and told Jeff Bennett to hurry up.

As for the tumbling guest.

Um…

"Call the mental hospital quickly, someone is mentally ill!"

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