Chapter 204 People’s War (Fourth update)
Faced with such national conditions in Mexico, Nitel could only happily withdraw his team back, but what he didn't expect was.
Three days later, he received new news.
Not only were the port officials not dealt with, even the gangsters they caught were let go by the police, and all the confiscated Tianyuan Hair Growth Liquid disappeared.
"The gangsters escaped from prison? There was a fire in the police warehouse, and the confiscated Tianyuan hair growth liquid was burned? Are you trying to fool me into thinking that I am a three-year-old child?"
In the office building in Mexico City, Michele Cantu almost laughed out loud when he looked at the explanations given by the police.
"Nittle, do your country's officials have a bottom line?"
"This."
Nittel was extremely embarrassed. He could not tell Michele Cantu directly that the bottom line for our officials was that there was no lower limit. As long as they could make money, they would do anything you dare to think of.
"Forget it, there's no point arguing with you about this. I've received news here that there is a production line for Tianyuan hair growth liquid in the Kimakan slum. I hope you can send the police to destroy it with us."
Michele Cantu took out another stack of information and said in a serious tone.
"Ah, go to Kimakan. It might be dangerous, so why don't you go in."
Nettle hesitated, with a look of reluctance.
"I know that the security in the slums in Mexico is not good, so I applied for the support of your police. We are ready."
Michele Cantu couldn't help but said that he was ready.
"Well, okay, I'll contact the police."
Nettle thought about it and realized that it was really not good to keep refusing, otherwise the top officials in the United States would send another letter to their president.
Mexico City is the capital of Mexico, a large city with a population of more than 20 million.
It is hard to imagine that a megacity like Mexico City still has slums.
Kimakan is the largest slum in Mexico City, with a staggering number of 1.5 million poor people gathered here.
When Michele Cantu led the team and entered the place with a large number of police, everyone could not help but frown.
In the slums, wooden and iron shacks can be seen everywhere. People who came to Mexico City from other places to look for opportunities and jobs, but because of the poor economy, they could only live here, gradually forming this huge and chaotic slum.
There are also slums in the United States, but most of them were formed after the decline of industrial cities. They are still masonry and concrete houses, which are completely different from those in Mexico.
As they went deeper, Michele Cantu gradually felt that something was wrong. The poor people here looked at them and looked very unfriendly.
But soon, Michele Cantu no longer cared about this.
He came to the heart of Kimakan and found a dense collection of small workshops with thousands of workers.
Everywhere you can see batches of hair serum raw materials being transported for simple production and manufacturing.
For example, in the production of the simplest packaging bottles, many small clay workshops are busy. Piles of PET raw materials are purchased and then formed by injection molding machines to complete the simplest packaging bottles.
According to the words on the package, it is the batch of Tianyuan Hair Growth Serum that has flowed into the United States.
Seeing these production workshops, Michele Cantu immediately fired his gun into the sky and yelled: "Everyone squats down with their hands on their heads while the police handle the case."
However, the expected situation did not happen. Instead of holding their heads with their hands honestly, these workers at work had dangerous looks in their eyes.
"These police are going to destroy our factory."
"If the factory disappears, everyone will have nothing to eat." "Kill them, beat them to death, beat them to death."
After a brief silence, each worker took out a long or short rifle from the room and fired from the door cracks and window sills, with a look on their faces as if they were defending their homeland.
For these poor people who have only one life left, processing and producing Tianyuan Hair Growth Liquid is a hard-to-find job, and the pay is very generous, enough for them to support their family.
Now there are people who want to destroy this kind of life, and even the police cannot give in.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Suddenly, gunfire erupted in the slum.
Mexico is awash with guns, and there are many firearms circulating among the people.
These factories themselves had a lot of preparations. At this time, they distributed it to the workers and armed them into militiamen, and they opened fire without mercy.
What's even more terrifying is that as the fighting started here, most of the slums were alerted, and poor people rushed over with guns to join the fight.
Some of them are family members of workers, and some rely on factories to make a living. Most of them are because the Tianyuan Hair Growth Solution factory appeared, revitalizing the slum economy and allowing the poor here to take the initiative to help fight against the enemy.
Bang!
A Mexican policeman fell heavily to the ground and was shot through the heart.
A gun barrel protruded from the hidden crack in the wall, pointed at several people and pulled the trigger, and several more figures fell down.
An American special agent was leaning on the corner, exchanging fire with the front.
Suddenly, the door next to him was quietly pushed open, and several poor people brandished machetes, shouting random curses in their mouths, and chopped off their heads and faces, leaving their bodies bloody and bloody.
Someone drove a truck, aimed at Michele Cantu's team, and rammed it, knocking several people away on the spot. A large group of poor people jumped out of the back car, and without saying a word, they shot and slashed with their guns.
Someone poured gasoline on the car of Michele Cantu and others, and the fire ignited it, burning the car to vent their anger.
Some people had no weapons, so they picked up rocks, beer bottles, slippers, etc. and threw them at them. All kinds of garbage were flying everywhere in the sky.
The people here in Mexico are extremely tough and cruel.
In just a few minutes, Michele Cantu and others were plunged into the vast sea of people's war, with black guns attacking them from all sides.
With the advantages of numbers and geographical advantages, Michele Cantu and his group were beaten back and forth.
The Mexican police officers were the first to collapse, running away faster than rabbits one by one, wishing their parents had given them more legs.
"Retreat, retreat quickly."
Michele Cantu was also a little panicked. He had never experienced such a scene, and facing these rioting people, he just felt like he had stung a hornet's nest.
"I just said don't come in, don't come in, you just don't believe in evil."
Nettle looked so sad that his intestines turned green with regret.
He didn't expect the matter to be so serious. He had only heard that public security in the slums was not good. This was not only bad security, it was like being on a battlefield!
"Stop talking nonsense and run away."
Michele Cantu's marksmanship and skill are very good, and the team he brought is indeed elite.
Although he was beaten in a very embarrassed state, with his excellent quality, he finally managed to grab some cars and rushed out in a panic.
However, when they came out and counted their numbers, only one-third of the people who entered the slums came out alive, and more than two-thirds stayed in there forever.
(End of chapter)