Chapter 82 I declare responsibility for this matter! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Chapter 82 I declare responsibility for this matter! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

It is simply impossible for the Tijuana drug cartel to hide this incident.

Many people and organizations are behind it.

It immediately became a "hot search" in Mexico, and even a lot of news appeared on it in the United States next door.

The major Tijuana drug cartel is really "too prominent."

Originally, you were in a class with a bunch of poor students, and the class teacher was already very unhappy with you. Then you were still the little bully among the poor students. You farted when the teacher said something in class, and occasionally you gave the teacher a slap in the face to tell him not to jump too much.

After class, you pull your classmate's underwear and play with his penis.

This is how students get...

It's also quite "eye-catching".

In the Sinaloa Group at this time.

The confused talker Palma looked at Guzman, "Your people...killed all Ramon?"

While watching him, watch the news on TV.

Suddenly I felt... Guzman is so dangerous!

Zambada sat next to him and said with a smile, "Awesome, Guzman is worthy of you. With you in Sinaloa, you can definitely take over Tijuana!"

This sentence made Palma narrow his eyes.

When the eldest brother starts to be afraid of the younger brother, Guzman's ability is very outstanding. Now you have killed all the enemy's boss-level characters. You make it difficult for me to do this.

Guzman was also a little confused.

Alas, no!

I just asked people to cause trouble, but you just killed Ramon?

He was about to explain when he saw Palma's meaningful eyes, and his nerves suddenly became tense.

Parma is very small-minded.

The limelight is higher than that of the boss. Either bow down or kill the boss.

But Guzman's lack of explanation made Palma even more unhappy, while Zambada glanced at the two of them from the side with a faint smile on his lips.

Everyone has their own agenda!

Although the three of them have been "friends" for more than ten years, after Guzman and his cousins ​​failed to start their own business, they took refuge under Aviles, the sole drug lord, and it was Palma who followed him.

But after Gallardo was arrested and the Guadalajara Cartel disintegrated, the Sinaloa Cartel gained most of its territory and became more powerful, transporting drugs to the United States through tunnels 24 hours a day.

Annual revenue of nearly 15 billion US dollars!

With more money and more territory, they are no longer as close to each other as before.

Brothers will fuck each other into shit for you!

"No more! There's nothing interesting to watch." Palma suddenly turned off the TV, got up and left directly.

Guzman and Zambada were the only ones left in the room. The latter pretended to be a bitch and asked, "What's going on, Boss Palma?"

Guzman turned his head, and the short and stocky man stared at him, "Zambada, do you know that the smell of urine is almost overflowing from your body?"

Zambada immediately turned red with embarrassment.

He has some illness, that is, the valve cannot be closed. This has always been a problem that he has been unable to talk about. If Guzman said this, wouldn't it just give him a slap in the face?

But the other party didn't give him this chance at all, got up and left with a gloomy face.

Zambada was a very tolerant person. He took a deep breath, picked up the orange juice in front of him and took a sip. He rarely touched alcohol as it would easily affect his brain's thinking.

After Guzman went out, he saw his cousins ​​Beltran and the four Leiva brothers standing at the door.

The boss Arturo said softly, "Palma looked ugly when he went out. What happened?"

"Find someone to kill him!" Guzman said with a sullen face, without explaining the reason.

The four brothers were shocked. The eldest brother, Arturo, was the most capable. He calmly analyzed that there must be a problem between the two parties, otherwise Guzman would never have been so prominent with his patient and low-key character.

"I will take my men to kill him tonight. Can you control Sinaloa?"

Guzman spat into the trash can next to him, "No matter before, now or even in the future, Sinaloa is mine!"

The four Beltran Leiva brothers were also very excited.

They are still small bosses, but they don’t want to be small bosses forever.

Cousin!

We want to make progress.

The deaths of the Ramon brothers in Tijuana are gradually leveraging the shackles of balance, accelerating the birth and destruction of various forces!

And Guadalupe Island Television.

Victor, who was wearing a neat police uniform and a slightly modified hairstyle, coughed. After "Guadalupe Island Current Affairs" ended, there was a new program, "Victor Has Something to Say." When was it launched?

Just ten minutes ago.

It was approved with the personal signature of Police Chief Victor.

If you don't want to become like that dog drug dealer, you'd better meet his basic "little requirements."

"Sir, you can go on stage." The dispatcher's voice came from the headset, and Victor walked on stage energetically with a smile on his face.

Some people are born with a love for the camera.

"Good evening to fellow islanders, it's my honor..."

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"Mr. Victor!" Santos, who was reading in the room, heard the TV sound coming from the living room, jumped up excitedly, and then ran out.

Valentina, who was busy working, smiled and shook her head helplessly.

"We are happy to announce that in a major anti-drug operation, 27 drug traffickers were killed, including Ramon Felix, the important leader of the Tijuana drug cartel, and his three brothers, and Benjamin was injured."

"A perfect victory!"

Santos exclaimed, followed by raising his hands and cheering. Of course he knows about the Tijuana drug cartel. In Mexico, you don’t have to know the name of the president, but you must remember the logos of several drug cartel.

Otherwise, if you meet them on the street, you accidentally annoy them and have to "trouble" your family members to look for you with garbage bags on the roadside.

Victor, of course these numbers are nonsense.

But don’t you say more about how to praise yourself for being brave?

Isn’t one of the functions of public opinion to improve oneself and belittle others?

Most of the ordinary Mexican residents have never read a book, and they are considered to be top students with primary school education. You have to say something that they like to see and listen to.

"The Guadalupe Island Police Department announced that it will offer a reward of US$4 million to Benjamin Felix, the leader of the Tijuana drug cartel, and will provide both physical and mental protection."

The 4 million US dollars was not given to ordinary people, but Victor told other leaders of the Tijuana drug cartel who did not belong to the Felix family.

All the Benjamin brothers are dead and there are no helpers left. If we don't rise up now, how long will it take to rebel?

Killing the boss is a Mexican gang tradition.

This time, the Guadalupe Island TV station did not impose channel restrictions, which meant that other cities in Baja California next door could see his speech as long as they could search for the channel.

In a university cafeteria in Ensenada, the cafeteria owner casually pressed a channel and no one paid attention. There were still people chatting with each other, but many people were cautiously chatting about Tijuana's "gossip" ".

But when Victor's voice came from the TV, the chaotic noise in the cafeteria suddenly became quiet.

All the college students looked up blankly and stared at the TV.

The Victor above looks very serious on TV, with deep and reserved eyes and a straight figure, but he seems to have everything under control.

Full of the toughness of Latin American men and an indescribable "integrity".

There is no UP master now, otherwise, there will definitely be an issue: "A strong man descends from the sky!"

"I am Victor Carlos Vieri, the chief of the Guadalupe Island Police Department. I am determined to solve the drug problem in Mexico. I hope that anyone can join this war. My compatriots, it is time for Mexico to perish as a nation. Kill the drug dealers! Kill them all! The land of the God of War should be sung forever!”

"Gentlemen!"

“No matter what the cost, we must defend our island and our country. We must fight on the beaches, we must fight on the landing zones, we must fight in the fields and streets, we must fight on the hills and hills, we must fight decisively. Don’t surrender.”

"My country has the heart of a lion, and I just want to wake it up and roar."

"I sincerely invite all kinds of talents to join the Guadalupe Island Police Department. We will provide a monthly salary of at least US$1,000 and generous benefits. If you hate drug dealers and hate drug dealers as much as we do, please contact us."

Mexico means God of War.

Victor's powerful voice came from the TV. Young people are all passionate, especially in colleges and universities. No one wants to lie down and be a vampire when they are young. Everyone hopes to change the world.

Destroy this dirty world with one punch!

Get rid of things that make you uncomfortable!

Many college students clenched their fists and were a little excited by what Victor said.

Sudden…

I saw the TV was blown up.

"Gilipollas!! (Asshole!)" A college student wearing designer clothes stood up and took out a gun and fired at the TV.

Judging from his posture...it's obvious that he has a lot of connections with the Tijuana drug cartel.

Glass shattered all over the floor.

Some people lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

But there are also people who are excited.

"What are you going to do!" A student in slightly shabby clothing stood up bravely and stared at him with gritted teeth.

The other party was startled when he saw someone standing up to question him, but he immediately became angry, turned the gun to him, and cruelly pulled the trigger.

But the bullet didn't come out at all. The gun jammed?

"Students, kill this drug dealer!" The student raised his hands and rushed forward, knocking the opponent to the ground with one punch.

People need to take the lead. If someone rushes out first, others will continue to respond. Hundreds of male students joined in this "one-on-one challenge".

He actually beat the other party to death!

Straight up the meat sauce.

There are so many people, and you and I can piss him off to death.

The leading college student panicked when he saw the dead man, but then he stood on the table and raised his hands, "Students, it is not illegal to kill drug dealers!"

"Let's go to Guadalupe Island!"

"Let's go join Mr. Victor's team!"

"Let's save Mexico together!"

Some people also asked hesitantly, "Guadalupe Island is in the Pacific, how do we get there?"

These words were like a basin of water poured directly from the top of the head, and everyone calmed down instantly.

Yes, there is the Pacific Ocean in the middle. Can you swim across it?

At that time, it was eaten directly by the sharks in the sea.

The students standing on the table were very nervous when they saw this scene.

If he waits for the Tijuana Group to come, he will be dead.

"We can contact the Guadalupe Island Police Department, they will definitely have a solution." Suddenly a student said.

Everyone's eyes flashed.

Now we can only treat the dead horse as a live doctor.

"Who has a phone number?"

"It's in the cafeteria."

"Let's go! Rush in and make a phone call, otherwise we will be too late by the time the drug dealers arrive."

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