Chapter 65: Obey the law, Father!
The weather on the island changes at any time.
The sky is misty and the rain seems to be pouring down.
There are scattered believers sitting in the church.
Even if the police and drug dealers are fighting fiercely now, they still have to go to church. About 89% of the population in Mexico is Catholic. Even if Guzman was so powerful in 1993, it was not because of the gun battle that caused the red The Cardinal died and was forced into exile in Guatemala.
In Guatemala, he spent $1.2 million to bribe an official in the hope that he would protect him.
But the official who got the money changed hands and sold him.
This was also the beginning of Guzman’s imprisonment.
On the day of the cardinal’s death, Mexico’s national media repeatedly broadcast Guzman’s photos on TV, and people also protested and marched, which can make the weak Mexican people rise up to resist. Obviously, this incident has passed On fire.
"God said that he will eventually return to the world..." The priest standing on the stage was reading the Bible when he heard a bang and the door was violently pushed open from the outside.
Everyone subconsciously looked towards the door.
I saw a group of armed men dressed in black, wearing masks and holding weapons rushing in. On their left arm was written: Policía (Police)!
The priest trembled and lowered his head. Bible, walked over quickly, "Officer, what's the matter?"
"Just a routine check." Victor explained with a smile.
The priest glanced at the armored vehicle outside the door and the cannon muzzle horizontally on it, and his mouth was bitter. Did you bring the cannon when you came to read the water meter?
"Officer, this is the residence of God, you are like this..."
"God? Will he break the law?"
This rhetorical question made the other party a little at a loss. Looking at the panicked priest, Victor smiled He turned over the Roman collar on his body and said, "On Guadalupe Island, God must also abide by the law."
"Search!" He waved his hand and broke into a group of people dressed in clothes from outside the door. Police officers in police uniform began to search the church.
The priest stamped his feet anxiously beside him.
Although the believers felt that this was disrespectful to God, they still shrank their heads after thinking about it because they came with guns.
"Director, there are none behind the church."
"Director, there are no toilets and auxiliary rooms."
Victor squinted his eyes and looked at the statue of Our Lady of Guadalupe in front of him , He is holy, gentle, and spotless.
This Our Lady of the same name as Guadalupe Island has been the spiritual belief of Mexicans since its spread in the 16th century.
"Smash him!" Victor suddenly said.
This order shocked everyone!
Even many police officers are hesitant. Although it is almost the 21st century and some people are dismissive of some Catholic things, they still maintain the most basic "respect" in their hearts, or their respect for the occult. fear.
"No! Officer, you are defiling!" the priest said excitedly.
The believers next to him also boldly retorted.
Victor took a deep look at the priest. In his eyes, no one could escape. This impassioned priest was a drug dealer.
And it has a history of nearly 20 years. He is a member of the local drug trafficking organization and was planted here.
Ordinary police officers don’t dare to do it, but EDM people don’t care.
Whatever the boss says is whatever it is!
Retrieve a breaching hammer from the armored vehicle.
"O God! Save your people..." The priest knelt on the ground and cried. At this scene, the believers suddenly became commotion.
But given the caliber, they can only "simply compromise."
Seeing that he could not incite the believers, the priest looked ugly and stood in front of the statue of the Virgin with his arms spread out.
“Are you going to be a martyr?” Victor took out his pistol and grinned, “I swear, I won’t slap you in the face.”
The EDM members went up and slapped the priest. Fall down, pick up the hammer and smash it.
jump!
One hammer blow and the whole statue will crack. Hit it again. The entire statue of the Virgin collapsed.
Victor stepped forward and rummaged through the ruins, and took out a wrapped transparent bag, "What is this?"
The priest immediately stopped eating. As if paralyzed on the ground.
"Teachers are harboring drugs. I think you are in a hurry to see God. Take him out and kill him!" Victor's voice suddenly became louder.
The EDM members grabbed the priest's hair and pulled him outside.
No matter what your identity is, you are now a drug dealer!
And there is no interrogation.
"You can't kill me! I am a clergyman. There is no death penalty in Mexico. You can't kill me." The priest's whole face became distorted because his hair was pulled, but he still did not forget to shout loudly.
"I'm sorry, Father, the death penalty is popular in Guadalupe Island." Victor said to Kennedy Heisenberg, "Use the M2 "Browning" heavy machine gun."
The priest was dragged out by the big man in embarrassment. .
After a while, I heard the sound of firing.
"All these drugs have been confiscated. The church has been closed and cannot be opened without my permission."
……
Boom!
Alberto Lopez Portillo turned livid and overturned the table. The fruit and tea on it fell to the floor. He grabbed his younger brother by the collar and said, "What did you say? Say it again!"
"The church...the church has been closed down, and our goods are gone."
Alberto was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes, "How do the police know that there are goods in the church?"
“Someone must have snitched!”
This batch of goods is going to California, and the gang organizations in the United States have already given advance payment. If they don't ship, this channel will be cut off, and the losses will be even greater.
"Boss, let's find a way to adjust the goods now. If the people from the Original Bloods Family don't get the goods, they..." The younger brother didn't finish the second half of the sentence.
But of course Alberto, who has lived in the United States for a long time, knows what it means.
The black gangs founded in Los Angeles in the 1970s have begun to spread all over the world in just ten years. However, because the armed forces in the United States suppressed the situation, these gangs did not cause any major troubles.
But there are still occasional conflicts.
The decades-long feud between the Blood Gang and the Crip Gang resulted in more than 5,000 deaths.
But even if a tough Colombian goes to the United States to traffic drugs, you have to get the consent of the local gang, otherwise...
Let you understand what a local snake is.
Alberto gritted his teeth and frowned tightly, "Then transfer the goods that are intended to be shipped to other states in the United States to California first."
"At least I have lost. Five million dollars! Damn it!”
"Boss, there's one more thing. After Victor gave a televised speech, many residents on the island seemed to be a little impetuous." The younger brother tried his best to speak tactfully, "The Trevino family next door, nicknamed: Perrofino Los was killed.”
$1,000 has already started to make the bold islanders take action.
The world never lacks "brave" people.
The more Alberto thought about it, the angrier he became. He kicked the tea cup on the ground vigorously, turned his head with a sinister look in his eyes, "These farmers think they can stand up after Victor comes? Give them a proper lesson." They let these lowly people understand that long-term victory will definitely belong to us!”
“What do you mean, boss”
“Some people in the Morelos neighborhood are too close to the police, give them some trouble!”
……
Don’t rush the brothers, it will be on the shelves on the 27th, there are still a few more Oh my god, I'm saving my manuscript. . .
(End of this chapter)