Chapter 82 I Declare Myself Responsible for This Matter! (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

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

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 flick 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 "small 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, and then raised his hands and cheered. Of course he knew the Tijuana drug cartel. In Mexico, you may not know the name of the president, but you must remember the logos of several drug cartel groups.

Otherwise, if you meet them on the street and accidentally annoy them, you will have to "trouble" your family to find you in the garbage bags on the roadside.

Of course, these numbers of Victor are nonsense.

But why don't you say more about how to praise your bravery?

Isn't one of the functions of public opinion to improve yourself and belittle others?

Most of the ordinary residents in Mexico have never been to school, and elementary school education is considered a top student. You have to say something they like to see and hear.

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

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

All of Benjamin's brothers are dead, and there are no helpers. If they don't rebel now, when will they?

Killing the boss is a tradition of Mexican gangs.

This time, the Guadalupe Island TV station did not restrict the channels, which means that other cities in neighboring Baja California can watch his speech as long as they can search for channels.

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

But when Victor's voice came from the TV, the originally chaotic sounds in the cafeteria suddenly quieted down.

All the college students looked up at the TV blankly.

Victor on the TV was very serious, with deep and restrained eyes and a straight figure, but it seemed that everything was under control.

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

There is no UP host now, otherwise, there will definitely be one: "A tough guy falls from the sky!"

"I am Victor Carlos Vieri, the head of the Guadalupe Island Police Department. I am determined to solve the drug problem in Mexico. I hope everyone can join this war. Fellow countrymen, it is time for Mexico to perish. Kill the drug dealers! Kill them all! The kingdom of the God of War should be sung forever!"

"Gentlemen!"

"No matter how much it costs, we must defend our island and country. We will fight on the beaches, we will fight in the landing zone, we will fight in the fields and streets, we will fight on the hills and hills, and we will never surrender."

"My country has a lion's heart, 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 1,000 US dollars, as well as 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 resounding voice came from the TV. Young people are passionate, especially in colleges and universities. No one wants to lie down and become a vampire when they are young. Everyone hopes to change the world.

Blow up this dirty world with one punch!

Cleanse the things that make you unhappy!

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

Suddenly...

I saw the TV being blown up.

"Gilipollas! (Asshole!)" I saw a college student wearing branded clothes stand up and take out a gun and shoot at the TV.

Looking at his posture... Obviously he has a lot of connections with the Tijuana drug cartel.

Glass shattered all over the floor.

Some people lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

But there were also people who were excited.

"What are you going to do!" A student who was dressed a little shabby stood up bravely and stared at him with gritted teeth.

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

But the bullet didn't come out at all, the gun was stuck?

"Classmates, kill this drug dealer!" The student rushed forward with his hands raised, and knocked the other party to the ground with one punch.

People need to take the lead. If someone rushes out first, there will be constant responses, and hundreds of male classmates will join this "single challenge".

He actually beat the other party to death!

It was a meat paste directly.

There are so many people, you can kill him with a pee or a pee.

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

"Let's go to Guadalupe Island!"

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

"Let's go to save Mexico together!"

Someone asked hesitantly, "Guadalupe Island is in the Pacific Ocean, how can we get there?"

This was like a basin of water poured directly from the top of the head, which instantly calmed everyone down.

Yes, there is the Pacific Ocean in the middle, can we swim over?

At that time, we will be eaten by sharks in the sea.

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

If we wait for the Tijuana cartel to arrive, we will be doomed.

"We can contact the Guadalupe Island Police Department. They must have a solution." Suddenly a student said.

Everyone's eyes flashed.

Now we can only try our best.

"Who has a phone number?"

"It's in the cafeteria."

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

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