Four Gunners got off the off-road vehicle.
Two gunmen got off each from the other two cars on the roadside.
Without waiting for their guns to be raised, dense gunfire sounded above the houses on both sides of the road.
The automatic rifle fired at the point, and the two light machine guns formed cross-fire, just like the sickle of the god of death, reaping the lives of the gunman below.
The gunman of the Tequila Gang also wanted to fight back with his car, but in the face of the armor-piercing bullets fired by the M249 light machine gun, civilian cars were not much different from paper.
There are two other snipers, name one by one.
A round grenade fell from the air and hit the back of the off-road vehicle, and the last gunman fell down.
At the same time, the vehicle on which the special police was riding was also attacked.
These guys who opened the door of the car box hadn't understood what was going on, so a rocket dragged the tail flame into the rear compartment.
After a bang and explosion, none of the five people in the rear compartment were spared.
The people who came out of the co-pilot pretended to ask the garbage truck driver, but they were all shot to death.
The only person who is alive is the explosion-proof car driver.
When the situation was not good, this guy quickly lay on his seat.
"Retreat!" Boske issued a retreat order less than two minutes after firing the first shot.
Five or six people came down from the houses on both sides of the road. They followed the planned route in advance and rushed through the long alleyway to another road, got in the car and ran away.
The gunfight broke out quickly and ended faster.
Maria, sitting in the car, opened her eyes and looked around, her face slightly confused, as if she couldn't believe it all.
Is God blessed?
The gangster gunmen who wanted to kill him were all killed on the streets, with bloody holes on their bodies.
The gunshots and explosions reached the other side of the square. The director who had no real power showed sadness and shouted at a few of his confidants and ran towards them like crazy.
The people in the square were already in chaos, but not so crazy.
Because this is Mexico, or a Mexican city near the border of hell.
Everyone has experienced it a lot.
The crowd ran around, and a figure walked by. Deputy Director Sanders looked into the distance, looked at the rising smoke, and sighed softly.
"I don't make any money, I have to seek death."
Suddenly, a big hand in gloves came over from behind and covered Sanders' mouth with great force.
Before Sanders struggled, Campos's dagger in his hand stabbed into his kidney.
The knife was pulled out, stabbed in again, pulled and stabbed again!
The two bodyguards next to them discovered it and wanted to come and rescue them.
The bang and bang gunshots, and Juan and Fiona shot and killed the two.
While Campos stabbed his waist, he whispered in Sanders' ear: "For my teacher, for my wife, for my father..."
Then, he picked up the knife and crossed his throat: "This knife is for myself!"
With a sting, the dagger cuts Sanders' trachea and artery.
Campos let go of his hand, let the man fall to the ground, and run towards the edge of the square.
Fiona and Juan followed.
Sanders lay on the ground and fell into boundless darkness.
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At the end of Mayor Maria's speech, Garcia received a notice from Campos. At the time of his order, the truck disguised as a delivery of wine went straight to the bar door.
In the lane on the other side, a dilapidated garbage transfer truck was parked at the back door of the bar.
The side door of the truck was opened, and Garcia picked up the shotgun and shot continuously at the bar glass door. As the shotgun was bombarded, the tempered glass door shattered into slag.
Two mercenaries rushed to the bar door and threw the prepared stunt in at the same time.
After the roar, the two took out their grenades and threw them into the bar one after another.
Not only did the explosion sound here, but there was also an explosion at the rear door.
This is not for America, it is chaotic northern Mexico.
After the grenade exploded, three mercenaries who cooperated tacitly rushed into the bar gate in tactical formation.
Garcia followed behind.
As approaching the bar, one of the mercenaries threw the grenade into the bar.
A bang and an explosion, the injured bartender at the bartender had just touched the gun and his life was gone.
Shaville, the big leader of the Tequila Gang, had already been fainted by the shock bomb, and lay on the ground, holding his head and swaying back and forth.
Garcia raised the gun, pulled the trigger, and smashed his head with one shot.
They swept the floor mercilessly and replenished guns for the dealers lying on the ground. The gunshots rang out, and the two teams in front and behind gathered and rushed to the underground entrance through the wine cellar.
Then, the shotgun broke the goal, the shocking bullet opened the way, the grenade bombed, and the gunman entered the field to sweep the floor.
No living mouth!
In just a few minutes of killing, everyone who was stationed in the bar by the Tequila Gang, including the big boss Shaville.
Such fierce gunfire, in northern Mexico, means gangs attack each other. Even if someone calls the police, experienced Mexican police will wait for a while before coming over.
Garcia shouted, "Retreat!"
The group left the bar through the front and back doors, got in the car and started running.
Before the action, Campos and Boske each made plans for their own team to run away.
The female mayor who survived by chance also slowed down the pace of chasing the murderer through his own influence.
Although it is difficult for Maria to do something, it is always easier to destroy than to build.
Boske led his men to Mexico that day, then scattered and retreated to Tijuana, and temporarily left Mexico.
Campos and others also broke it into pieces and returned to North America from various channels.
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Los Angeles, Twitter Building.
Hawke was reviewing a plan for operation formulated by Caroline. The knock on the door rang out and Edward pushed the door and walked in.
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He held a newspaper on his desk and said, "A Mexican newspaper, I finally bought it."
Hawke nodded, but didn't read it for the time being. He picked up the newspaper after reviewing the plan.
Edward said again: "I just contacted Campos. He is rushing back from Canada. The operation is relatively smooth. Everyone will rush back to Los Angeles one after another."
Hawke responded and looked at the newspaper in his hand, which contained reports of the attack in St. Louis.
Similar incidents in Mexico are not uncommon. In public opinion reports and government notices, the attacks are naturally caused by gangsters and traffickers attacking each other.
A deputy director of the St. Louis City Police Department died in the fire.
Hawke heard Campos mention the past, and this guy should be Campos's immediate boss back then, betrayed and attacked Campos.
The traffickers organized the Tequila Gang, and all the senior officials and core members died in the attack.
In the Mexico environment, this gang is basically equivalent to destruction, and new trafficker organizations will soon seize this blank market.
These people in Campos are very motivated and the mercenaries they find are also good.
Hawke also needs to pay a final payment.
He put down the newspaper, took out an invitation letter and an exhibit appendix from the drawer, and said to Edward: "Subscribe to a flight ticket to New York for the weekend, first class."
Edward asked, "Boss, you also have to take pictures of art. I have heard many people say that those things are easy to buy but not easy to sell."
Hawke said, "Many things are used for money laundering. This time I found a mercenary and the final payment has not been settled. I plan to buy an antique."
Edward suddenly realized, "Can some accounts that are not easy to leave be traded normally in this way?"
Last time, Hawke bought a gem from Sotheby's auction in Port City.
Anti-style antiques are like gems, and there are so many tricks to play inside.
Hawke plans to set up an art company overseas and then bring out an artist so that he can use it to properly mobilize funds.
Those modern artists often have financial supporters, or institutions that are highly praised, etc.
Edward's cell phone rang at this time. He looked at the number, answered and said a few words, then hung up and said to Hawk, "Betty is here, I say I have something to report."
Hauck pointed to the door and said, "You go and pick her up."
Edward came out of the office, went downstairs to the side door of the company, picked Betty upstairs, and entered Hawk's office together.
Betty said directly: "Boss, I just received the news from Harvard. The matter is a little urgent. Campos has not come back yet, so I have to come."
"It's okay." Hawke pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down and say."
Edward took a cup of coffee and put it in front of Betty.
Betty said: "In the second half of last year, Boss, you hired two people through Campos, sent to Cambridge, Boston, to find a Jewish student named Mark Zuckerberg at Haval University."
Hawke certainly remembered this.
He only remembers that after Mark Zuckerberg founded Facebook in his previous life, he dropped out of Haval University, but he didn't know the specific time.
Edward found Mark Zuckerberg's name from the official Harvard University website, studying psychology and computer science.
Hawke specially hired two young people who were good at socializing with high salaries and sent them to Cambridge to get in touch with Zuckerberg.
High-end business war is the last resort. He made the two people do very simple things, mixing with Zuckerberg, and then taking each other to eat, drink and have fun.
This is also what those two people are best at and is also loved by American youth.
Every half a month, the relevant situation will be summarized into Los Angeles.
In the past few months, the two have not only been familiar with Zuckerberg, but also brought him to drink, party and find women. The carnivals of the American middle-aged and second-year-old young people are indeed addictive.
Especially young people in their twenties.
The last time Hawke saw a summary of the situation, Zuckerberg was still addicted to various carnival parties. "Have the situation changed?" Hawke asked.
Betty quickly said: "The news from Cambridge City, Zuckerberg had been immersed in joy. The situation has changed recently. He told two friends that he had designed a computer program that allows people to choose the best-looking person in a bunch of photos."
The first thing that comes to mind about Hawke is Facebook.
Betty said again: "He used this program first to have fun, and asked the girl agents to provide a bunch of alternative photos, then enter the computer, select the program, and find the selected ones to do whatever they want."
Hawke could only say, "A genius who makes women." (The end of this chapter)