Chapter 140 God bless Victor!

Chapter 140 God bless Victor!

Guzman is going hard on his mistress!

Then…

Received news that his eldest son Ainsley had been kidnapped?

He was so shocked that he almost shrank his eggs.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" Guzman cursed at the seven female models on the bed.

They were so frightened that they didn't even wear clothes and ran out the door.

Arturo rolled his eyes, but quickly looked away. Guzman didn't like anyone touching his things.

It's like a dog peeing on the ground, marked.

"When did this happen?"

After Guzman calmed down, he asked sullenly.

Arturo looked at his watch, "Four hours ago."

"Fuck! In four hours, Ainsley turned into a mummy! Where are the bodyguards? Kill them!" Guzman yelled.

In fact, we can understand those bodyguards. After all, they also want to find Ainslie first. If they can find him, they can tell him anything.

Just like when you make a mistake, you know what is the first thing to do?

Try to find a way to pass the responsibility to others first, but you can't do it, so you can only pass it on. This is because Guzman's character is usually too violent, and his subordinates are afraid.

Arturo closed the door, "The other party's personnel cooperated very well and were even equipped with stingers. It is impossible for ordinary forces to do this in Mexico. It is either Juarez, the Gulf Group, the Michoacan family, or that is…"

"Victor!" Guzman blurted out the name.

There are only so many people who can be named!

Boom, boom, boom!

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Get out of here!" Guzman yelled.

The voice of Hector, the second of the Beltran Leyva brothers, came from outside, "Boss, someone sent a courier to the door. There is... news about Ainsley."

Squeakbang!

Hector was standing outside with his head tilted, a little frightened. Suddenly, the door was forcefully opened from the inside, and he took a step back in fright.

"Old...boss!"

The other three brothers can use the word cousin, but Hector cannot, because Guzman feels that his cousin is really incompetent.

"Where!"

Hector pointed to the living room outside, and the other party quickly ran up. Arturo was about to follow him, but he grabbed his hand.

"What?!"

Hector frowned and lowered his voice, "I'm afraid my cousin will go crazy later?"

Arturo raised his eyebrows, hesitated, and then slowed down.

Guzman ran to the living room and saw a refrigerator in the middle?

The servants and bodyguards next to him all looked at him with twinkling eyes and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Guzman suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He stretched out his trembling hands and pulled open the upper shelf of the refrigerator, revealing a head with a half-open mouth!

His face was covered with frost, the tongue in his mouth was gone, his eyes were gouged out, and it was engraved on his face: The fate of drug traffickers!

This is Ainsley Guzman!

"Ahhhh!!"

Guzman clenched his fists and roared in pain, knelt on the ground and hammered the ground, and opened the second and third floors like crazy. Ainsley's body was directly decomposed!

Looking at him like that, he definitely received "humanitarian" treatment during his lifetime.

Any measures against drug traffickers are humanitarian!

Arturo listened to Hector's words and deliberately slowed down his pace, and saw Guzman howling in pain.

This expression…

It was very similar to the policeman who kidnapped his family before. He raped his wife and then killed his daughter in front of him. Arturo clearly remembered that the policeman was kneeling on the ground like this and wailing like an injured puppy. With.

It turns out that Guzman would cry like this.

Arturo glanced at Ainsley in the refrigerator, frowned and turned his head. He felt a little nervous. When Guzman was almost done crying, he walked over and helped him sit on the sofa.

The latter wiped his tears.

Hector walked over, glanced at his elder brother, and then said to Guzman, "Boss, there is a videotape here."

He looked nervous, fearing that his cousin would go crazy and kill him later.

Guzman pointed at the TV, meaning to play, and Hector hurried over to play the videotape.

A lens appeared on the TV and it was a little shaken.

"Video! Video! Video! Start now."

"Let Guzman see how his son was kidnapped!"

You can't see the face, but you can hear the unbridled taunts. The camera is stuck on Ainsley's face. The latter is covered with a plastic bag, breathing hard and struggling continuously.

Arturo felt Guzman's hand grab his wrist hard!

A face was revealed, but with a hood, "Hello, Mr. Guzman! Is this your son? Hahaha! He looks like a dog!"

"If you don't scream enough, break his hand and make him scream." The man shouted arrogantly, and he saw his companion holding a hammer and pressing Ainsley's hand hard.

"Wait!" the hooded man shouted, took off Ainsley's watch, kissed the Rolex, and stuffed it into his pocket, "Continue!"

beng! !

The hammer hit hard, and Ainsley's scream was heard, and the little finger was flattened.

"See? This is what happens to drug dealers!"

"We will cut him into three pieces and cut out his tongue. This is how you deal with the police. We will retaliate. You must be curious about who we are."

"We are MDIN! His Majesty Victor..."

"Idiot, call me sir!" a man next to him said loudly. His face could not be seen, but he was obviously the leader.

The man in the hood raised his head, "Then I said it's okay? Do you want to delete it?"

"Need not!"

"Oh, we are Mr. Victor's guards. Guzman, it's your mother's turn next. She takes your money and lives in the house you gave her. She is an associate of the drug dealer. We will definitely kill her. All the people closest to you, drug dealers must suffer more than anyone else!"

The man in the hood saluted with a military salute, flicked his right hand, and shouted, "Long live!"

"Dad, save me!" In the camera, Ainsley finally seemed to "break free" of the plastic bag and shouted loudly.

"Ahhh!"

Guzman couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up the baseball bat next to him and rushed forward, smashing the TV and accompanying stereo worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Arturo stood nearby and didn't dare to move.

Who the hell can stand being ridiculed like this?

What’s more, Guzman is also a famous drug lord in Mexico?

Electrical appliances were smashed to pieces.

Guzman stood with the baseball bat in his hand dropped to the ground, head held high, thinking about the chaos he had when he became a father at the age of 19.

I remembered that I was very poor at that time and was just running errands in the drug cartel. Ainsley's mother was my favorite girl.

At that time, he was holding the little Ainsley and putting his hands on his face. The other person's hands were holding him tightly, and his eyes were not opened.

Even though there are many children behind him, Ainsley is his hand-picked successor.

He was still very young at that time.

Guzman held his head high, covered his face with his hands, and burst into tears.

In the living room…

There are echoes.

Arturo and Hector stood and sighed softly.

…

"Hahahaha! Very good!"

Victor watched the video on TV, stood up from the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, and clapped his hands, "We are going to kill the drug dealers and cut off their descendants!"

"Boss, that gold Rolex watch..." Jason Bourne said softly next to him.

"Give it to Ethan Hunter's team. It's a blessing to be on missions outside, so you can make extra money." Victor was very generous!

In fact, maybe, probably, maybe I don’t quite understand the price of the Rolex. Ainslie paid 6 million for it, and thought it was an ordinary Rolex.

Jason Bourne nodded beside him, "Guzman's mother is in the Sinaloa countryside. I'm already looking for someone to locate her. When the time comes, she will be blown up."

Guzman respected this old lady very much. She didn't like living in the city, so Guzman spent a lot of money to build a mansion and sent his younger brother to watch it.

How can you say that the old man doesn't know that his son is selling drugs?

The only way to suddenly make someone rich in Mexico is through drug trafficking.

In 1997, police arrested her mother and then forced Guzman to show up. That night... the police station was bombed, killing 17 people.

He also gave a televised speech, accusing the police of being inhumane and believing that it was a shameful act to harm his family.

Then...the Mexican government released his mother.

Um!

But it's a pity that he has met Victor now. He is a gangster himself. He doesn't want to lose face. He won't feel comfortable if he doesn't kill your whole family.

Do you want to live a stable life after taking the money earned from drug trafficking?

You think beautifully.

Victor took a drag on his cigarette and threw it into the ashtray next to him coolly, but did not throw it in. Men, once they are over 25 years old, they will suffer from kidney deficiency.

Jason Bourne next to him walked over, picked up the cigarette butts and threw them in.

Hmm... This guy looks a lot like Casare.

Victor nodded with satisfaction, "There is no need to keep an eye on Guzman's mother. We killed Ainsley. There is a message behind the videotape. He will definitely be on guard. We can keep an eye on his other sons."

This is called east attacking west.

Jason Bourne glanced at the boss, he must make Guzman extinct.

"Have you found the prostitute that Quintero confessed to?" Victor turned off the TV, pushed open the French door and walked outside.

This is his mansion in Mexicali.

A compound covering an area of ​​3,000 square meters, the home of the Benjamin brothers in Tijuana, has been specially renovated. As for whether he is afraid or not, if Victor can kill him once, he can kill them twice!

Electric fences were erected around the walls, and bodyguards in suits and headsets patrolled everywhere.

"Still searching, the target is too big, but while searching, we found that someone was also looking for him."

"According to our informant, we are the third group of people looking for him."

"oh?"

Victor raised his brows and became very interested, "Do you know who they include?"

"It seems that one group is CISEN (Mexican intelligence service), and the other group is not very sure, but they should be Americans."

Jason Bourne paused, "The informant said some of them are red necks, and the smell on them is really too strong."

"American?"

"CIA? DEA? FBI? It can't be the IRS."

Victor was not sure about the names that were going around in his mind, but he was sure that what was on that prostitute must be very important!

"If you need help, ask Ethan Hunter to contact the guards of Kwaukmot or contact Harris in Plateau Prison. We must snatch the person!"

Victor suddenly seemed to think of something and looked at his watch, "Hasn't there been any news from Gian Carlos yet?"

Jason Bourne was startled, then frowned, "No."

Victor immediately felt something was wrong. It had been so long, why hadn't he arrived yet? Even if he called, he would have called.

problem occurs!

…

boom!

A grenade was thrown into a Humvee. The police officer who was firing a Browning M2H B 0.50-inch machine gun looked down and felt cold all over.

The police officer behind him picked up the grenade and planned to throw it back.

Who knew it would explode!

The arm exploded directly, and the broken fragments passed through the neck of the police officer who was controlling the machine gun, severing the throat in one stroke.

"Ahh!!!"

The police officer with a broken arm fell down from the Humvee and screamed, but he still gritted his teeth and hid behind the Humvee next to him. Breathing heavily, he took out the gauze from the side pocket and bit open the package. But as soon as his hand was loosened, it fell directly to the ground.

"Zizzi" Giancarlos asked calmly from the intercom, "Gecko! Gecko!"

The wounded man was about to respond, "I'm..."

I haven’t finished yet, collapse...

The helmet was blown off!

His whole head exploded and his body went limp.

200 meters away, under a raised tree, a camouflaged sniper calmly pulled the bolt of his gun, and the bullet casing jumped out.

Barrett Light Fifty M82A1 sniper rifle!

The sniper put away the bullet casings, then lifted the gun and moved his position.

Looking at the label on his cuff, it's clearly Los Zetas!

Without pausing, Giancarlos heard a response from the intercom, and his heart sank as bullets crackled outside.

There was no problem after they entered Sonora state, but they were attacked on a suburban mountain road in Durango state!

First, the car in front directly hit a landmine?

I was on a plane in no time.

Then rockets from nowhere hit the armored vehicle. Fortunately, the reactive armor was so powerful that it didn't explode...

"Leave! Leave! Don't stay here too long."

"Zizzi" The walkie-talkie's electronic audio seems to have been interfered with?

Ancarlos knocked hard on the intercom, but no one responded. These people came well prepared, and...very organized, unlike the messy drug dealers before.

You can't even see where they are sometimes.

I don’t know how many people there were, so I had to evacuate quickly.

He took off his body armor and put it on Kwaukmot. The other person's body was trembling. Anyone would be scared in such a scene, right?

"Don't worry, Victor bless you!" Giancarlos said, holding his hand.

Quaukmot forced a smile and nodded. He saw Giancarlos about to go out and suddenly shouted. When the other party turned around, he took a deep breath and said, "You should give me a weapon. I don't want to be beaten." Drug traffickers captured!”

Giancarlos looked at him.

"You're going to be fine! You won't fall until I'm dead."

After saying that, he closed the door of the armored vehicle. In the confined space, listening to the gunfire outside, Kwaukmot clenched his fists nervously.

"Vic...God bless!"

He almost went off the rails.

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