Chapter 32 Cousin, you betrayed me! !
1989, October 29.
Sunny.
It is not advisable to go out.
Dragan’s recent life has been a blessing. He brought weapons to the gangs, and led people to attack the "money-sucking den" of the rival gangs. He was also on TV. Although he was wanted and had a reward on his head, this Dragan, who was determined to be famous, was inflated.
It's a pity...
Everyone in the surveillance room is wearing a hood.
Originally, he planned to take his little brother for a massage, but Casare called him and told him to maintain his gun.
Especially: "Free!"
These two words have nothing to do with Mexico, so Dragan subconsciously said, "Don't lie to me?"
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"How could it be? We are cousins. Even if I lie to others, I can still lie to you? A new batch of gun oil has come in from the Soviet Union. It is said that it can improve the heat resistance of the barrel. You are a big buyer. I will give it to you for free in advance. Use. "
Dragan also felt that his cousin would not lie to him, so he reported to the boss and went to the appointment with his gun and two younger brothers.
Market.
There are no people during the day.
In a stone room, Victor scanned the surroundings through the glass. He recently developed a skill, squinting without blinking. It was like a scanner. He could directly scan the name of a person, even if he was hiding in the room. , will also be displayed.
And if the crime value exceeds 10,000, the person's name will be marked very crudely.
It seems that I am not completely familiar with this golden finger yet.
It is far from being as simple as I understand.
“There are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons in this market!” Victor saw at least 10 names in bold, and the first thought in his mind was, should we kill them all together?
“What did you say?”
Alejandro, who was standing behind him, heard him mumbling and asked quickly.
"It's okay, just relax. When we solve it, just go out and pose." Victor said pretending to be relaxed.
For this Hongmen Banquet, Pei Gong must be killed today!
“Here we come.” A police officer who was observing shouted softly. Victor quickly looked out through his head and saw a gray Volvo driving into the market and parked on the road. Three people got out of the car, wearing sunglasses and tattoos could be seen on their rolled-up sleeves.
I walked under a parasol and sat down in front of Casare carelessly.
"Boss, bring me a bottle of tequila."
Dragan bared his teeth, and the gold teeth were still shining, "Cousin, how is the business recently?"
"Bullshit It’s just food and clothing, and you can’t make much money. Isn’t it hard to be a police officer?”
This. The words made Dragan laugh, "Cousin, I've already said, what kind of policeman do you want? Only losers become policemen. The money they make in a day is not enough to go to the hospital. If you ask me, just resign, your armaments How about letting me add a little bit to the business? Just share it with me when the time comes.”
You’re thinking shit.
With Victor's temper, if you compete with him for the arms business, your chance of reincarnation will be blown up!
Casare smiled and said in a provocative tone, "By the way, how old is aunt this year?"
"It seems to be 36 years old. What's wrong?" Dragan asked doubtfully. .
"That's okay, I can still give birth."
"???"
Just when Dragan was wondering what this meant, he suddenly saw a figure jumping out from behind the Volvo, with gauze tied on his face and a gun in his hand. "Hands up! Police! Dragan, you are under arrest." ! ”
It’s Sanborn.
This guy was really desperate. When he was recuperating in the hospital, someone sent a letter. After reading it, he directly asked to be discharged.
There is a sentence written on it: "Dragan, the main shooter in the Tepito neighborhood shooting, is in the market outside the Plateau Prison." There is also a photo of him inside.
He had an intracranial orgasm at once. He thought this was the information provided by his informant. He originally planned to call his colleagues, but they ignored him at all. Either his stomach hurt or his butt. itch.
Sanborn had no choice but to come "alone". Sure enough, he saw Dragan, and his heart was excited.
"Casare! Are you betraying me?!" Dragan suddenly seemed to have an idea. He looked at his cousin and excitedly pulled out his gun and was about to kill him. After hearing two jumping sounds, Sanborn fired directly, and Dragan collapsed on the ground with his eyes wide open.
Taking advantage of this gap, Casare nimbly rolled toward the side of the car with his head in his hands.
Sanborn and the other two younger brothers were in a state of confusion. Several people rushed out of the stone house, holding submachine guns and shooting at those who were still standing!
There were nearly 200 bullets in total. The parasol was broken, and even the Volvo was full of bullet holes.
"Police! Don't move!"
Victor pushed Alejandro, who reacted, blushed, rushed out emotionally, and shouted loudly.
But when these shuttles went off, except for Casare hiding on the side of the car, who else was alive?
In the eyes of Victor in the stone house, the bold names were moving. Now after hearing the gunfire, he ran away.
These people are just fucking smart.
One feels something is wrong and runs away.
He also wanted to grab some bargains and earn some points, but now this dream has come to nothing.
After the shootout ended, Victor walked out.
Bullets don’t have long eyes. If you get hit by a stray bullet later, it will really be over.
Alejandro was leading people to search for the vehicle, and found a neat AK47 in the trunk, which made him suddenly excited. Casare originally wanted to find a reporter, but damn, that bastard heard The gunfire ran away.
Tabloid reporters don’t understand dedication at all, so how can they find big news?
But this was just a small episode. He directly called 6 TV stations and newspapers and waited for them to arrive.
Casare looked at Dragan's body on the ground, eyes wide with anger, never expecting that his cousin would betray him.
Casare sighed, squatted down and smoothed his eyes, looking sad.
This is my closest cousin.
"Dragan, don't worry, I will find a few more men for my aunt, and I will give you more brothers."
Fortunately, there is no ghost, otherwise I would hear this sentence You have to jump up and fight with him.
Sanborn was also shot. He was shot when Dragan's group fought back.
Vomiting blood, he was not dead for a moment. His eyes were distracted. He seemed to see himself as a child, taking the candy handed over by the teacher.
The other party touched his head, "Your choice will be very dangerous, Sanborn, and you may die."
"Teacher, there should be sweet times, just like this candy, I will definitely Will protect Mexico! It belongs to the light!"
Sanborn murmured, "Light...Ming"
Then he tilted his head and died.
Victor stood next to him. He had heard of Sanborn and understood how much the son of a drug lord wanted to become a righteous police officer.
Relatives laughed at me as a child.
The teasing of my colleagues when I grew up.
But he is sticking to his heart.
A respectable "Mexican!"
"Amen, the Buddha is with you."
It was the first time that Victor prayed for someone so sincerely.
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(End of this chapter)