Chapter 81 Ramon was killed in Tijuana!
Night falls quickly.
The sky is foggy...
Somewhat scary.
You can even feel scared when you fart quietly.
Hotel Masamitra, Zacatecas State.
Wholly owned by the Tijuana drug cartel.
Don’t think that drug cartels only sell drugs.
The Colombian drug lord Pablo was still trading in the stock market, but he was "robbed" by people on Wall Street, which almost made him angry.
If only he had some sense.
It’s really the Northern Expedition!
What does this mean? The "heart" of playing finance is dark.
Today is the wedding of Benjamin’s sister, Manuel Massalva Felix. Don’t underestimate him, she is nicknamed: “Queen of Skeletons!”
He is in charge of the Tijuana drug cartel's accounts and has great power.
Her husband is the eldest son of a local drug dealer family. It can be considered a marriage. He has deep connections with underground gangs in the United States. Tijuana plans to obtain assistance from there through this channel.
Can't beat it!
Sinaloa and Juarez can basically sweep across Mexico.
Too brutal.
Those idiots in the Gulf Group are willing to help because they want me to kill Victor. If I can free my hands, do I still need you?
In order to prevent problems, Tijuana set up a "drag net" around it, which actually meant attracting many young people over.
The road was even blocked!
Good or bad, the governor of Zacatecas state doesn't even dare to fart.
The local cardinal came to bless the couple in person.
He didn't want to come because Tijuana gave him too much.
As brothers, Benjamin and Ramon welcomed the distinguished guests warmly.
"What did Juarez say?" Benjamin nodded to the guests with a smile on his face and said in a low tone.
"They asked us to cede all U.S. channels to them."
"Al diablo! (CTMD)!" Benjamin couldn't help but cursed.
"Oh, brother" Manuel Massalva, who was wearing a wedding dress, came over. Hearing his words, he couldn't help complaining, "Don't use bad words at my wedding."
Benjamin doted on his brothers and sisters, touched each other's heads, smiled and nodded, "Sorry, you are so beautiful today."
Manuel Massalva spun around happily.
This wedding dress was designed by an American designer and was studded with 210 diamonds, with a total value of about $450,000!
The poor in Mexico are working hard for a few pesos a day.
Don't say you don't work hard.
If the hard work works, all the old scalpers will get rich.
When the music started, all the guests stopped and watched the wedding begin. No matter what they thought in their hearts, they always had a "blessing" look on their faces.
The old-looking priest with glasses was about to open the Bible when he suddenly heard the sound of crossfire at the door.
All the guests in the hotel were instantly in chaos.
"Calm down, sir and ladies, it's okay, everything is under our control, the wedding will continue." Benjamin jumped on the stage and stretched out his hand, nodded to the priest, and then looked towards the door. Benjamin's remaining brothers had already rushed out.
Who the hell dares to come to Tijuana to cause trouble after eating a bear-hearted leopard?
"It's a fight, boss, it's a fight!" the police officer sitting in the passenger seat shouted to Kennedy behind him, who immediately jumped up and looked into the distance.
The roads in Tijuana were closed, so they couldn't get in, so they had to think of ways outside.
"Suddenly someone drove in over there and started shooting." The police officer pointed at two red cars.
It's like those people are here to destroy.
It is definitely the opponent of the Tijuana drug cartel, either Juarez or Sinaloa.
"That seems to be Ramon!"
Kennedy was still chewing breakfast, a corn tortilla, and when he squinted, he saw several people rushing out of the door.
He swallowed the cake in one go and said, "Come in!"
"Tie up the grenades, and we won't stop, just throw them out and blow them up!"
The police officer driving the car nodded and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The speed was so high that the speed of the van was off the charts. If you had replaced this van with a luxury car, you might be lying down now.
The sudden "intruder" became a third party and directly knocked away a drug dealer who was blocking the road. Without stopping, Kennedy and others fired everywhere with submachine guns.
Oh shit!
It depends on who is unlucky.
They are all drug dealers anyway!
This has confused both sides of the war. If you are not a brother, which side are you on?
The police officer who tied the grenade opened the car door and threw it towards the hotel door with a strong throw!
There is no scene in the TV series where you shoot him with a gun, that would be stupid.
The grenade fell directly at the feet of the Ramon brothers, and then an explosion was heard, and the broken limbs bloomed in the ashes.
"Get out, get out!" Kennedy was also a little panicked.
This power is unexpectedly great!
The people next to Ramon should be his other brothers, right?
It seems that everyone is served in one pot?
If you don’t run away, you will die when Jesus comes.
The van’s tires were all scratched and it was running faster than a dog!
It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Another group of "gangsters" also realized something was wrong and wanted to run away, but were stopped by drug dealers. One of the cars ran away, and the rest were beaten into pieces!
Benjamin happened to come out and saw this scene, and he was stunned!
Everything went dark before his eyes, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment regardless of his appearance.
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"What!? You said you killed four of Benjamin's brothers?!"
Victor heard the news while fishing and eating dog meat (dog drug dealer) on the island.
Kennedy on the phone was unsure and asked the police officer next to him, "Is it four people?"
"I'm counting, don't worry, boss."
Only then did Kennedy report with certainty, "Yes, boss, except for Benjamin, all other immediate family members of the Felix family were killed."
No wonder…
Points skyrocketed!
Four people provided nearly 7 million points.
It turns out the problem is here.
Victor couldn't help laughing, "Okay, great! I'll celebrate your success when you guys come back."
Victor, who hung up the phone, still looked very excited and hugged Casare, who was also confused, "Quick! Go to the TV station for a live broadcast. I want to announce this in front of everyone."
TV maniac, Tropico, Archduke Victor.
He didn't really want to keep a low profile in the first place, and this matter must be blamed on himself.
This police rank should be moved up, right?
"Boss, do you want to admit this?"
"Why not? This is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself. We are enemies of the Tijuana drug cartel. The police should have the power to hold celebration parties."
"If I hadn't been short of manpower, I would have sent people to do it at Juan Nepomuson's funeral. When a drug dealer dies, you still want a funeral?"
"I'll give his ashes to heaven where they are!"
Casare looked at the rosy-faced Victor and swallowed.
Boss, the fun is getting more and more exciting!
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