Chapter 71 I, Victor, uphold justice!
The video of the drug dealer nicknamed Escorpión being wiped out was played repeatedly on Guadalupe Island TV that night.
He also deliberately released his photo along with his burnt appearance.
Ordinary people naturally have more confidence in the police station after seeing it, while drug dealers are "fortunate" that they are not as hard-headed as scorpions.
Francisco was sitting at the bar. This should be his last time at the bar on Guadalupe Island. Watching the news on the TV, the tequila in his hand felt dull.
"Boss, do you want to take Nora away tomorrow?" the younger brother asked next to him.
Francisco gave her a hand. That was his mistress. They had a child together. He hesitated for a moment and sighed, "Leave some money for her. Although the tyrant is here, the melon Dalupe Island is always much safer than other places.”
His father is a drug dealer, and his grandfather is also a drug dealer.
Drug dealer?
Sooner or later you will be dead in the wilderness!
A few may have good results.
Francisco also wanted to be a painter when he was a child. He liked Van Gogh, but unfortunately, the country of Mexico could not even accommodate a small desk and dreams. When he was a child, he avoided the killings of his father's enemies. He 4 Two brothers died when they were minors.
There is no other way, he can only take this road.
But he doesn’t want his children to go down this road again.
Francisco finished the tequila in one go and picked up the hat on the table, "Go to bed early and don't be late tomorrow."
He walked out of the bar, lit himself a cigarette, and looked up at the stars.
“The moon is so beautiful.”
Tonight should be the quietest time on Guadalupe Island since Mexico’s independence, with no gunfights, no noise, and no murders.
"Reserve Police Officer" Santos sat at his desk at home, looking outside, squinting, "The moon is so clean."
……
The next day.
The wind is gentle and the clouds are calm.
The warm sea breeze is also a bit intoxicating.
Guadalupe Island rarely has weather like this.
Drug traffickers came from all directions and slowly gathered close to a thousand people. These were key personnel. Under the guidance of the police, they threw their weapons and equipment aside in order to guard against unnecessary " Trouble", no one is allowed near the dock.
Military management was implemented within five kilometers of the dock.
The drug dealers were shaking their heads, looking a little bit in a bad mood.
During the U.S.-Mexico joint anti-drug campaign, many big bosses simply surrendered because they could not be beaten, such as Gallardo, but they were in the military, and it was rare to be beaten by the police until they raised their hands.
Francisco arrived early and picked a good location, but when he looked across the sea, he didn’t even see the boat!
"Boss, why are there so many policemen here, and where are the boats...boats?" The younger brother next to him also felt that something was wrong and asked hurriedly.
Francisco pushed aside the drug dealer blocking his way and ran back.
"Stop! Get back!" The policeman with the gun pulled the bolt of his gun and cursed.
"Victor! Where is Victor, I want to see him." Francis shouted loudly, his expression instantly excited. When he saw Victor getting off an armored vehicle, he said, "Where is the ship? Are we allowed to Swim over!"
"You guys are late, the boat has left."
This is simply lying.
Francisco reached out his hand angrily and pointed to the watch on it, "You said eight o'clock, it's not time yet!"
Victor raised his hand, pointed to his watch, and then turned the clock in front of them Set forward one hour, "Sorry, it is Victor time on Guadalupe Island, so you are late!"
"And drug dealers who are late are giving up the opportunity to surrender!"
< br>Francisco raised his brows, feeling uneasy in his heart instantly. When he saw the machine gun on the armored vehicle and turned his head, his expression suddenly turned ferocious, "Victor, fuck you!"
" Fuego! (Fire!)" Casare ordered.
A Rh202 20mm cannon installed on the E-6 ring bracket on the roof of the TPz-1 armored vehicle began to roll, followed by a harsh sound.
Da~
Da da da da~~
The bullet casing popped out from the side, hit the car body and rolled to the ground with a crisp sound.
Francisco's body is stronger and taller. The more bullets he takes, why do smaller people live longer in war? Because the target is small, the possibility of being shot is also reduced.
He had at least one-third more bullet holes than others.
Hey, being too tall is also a sin. When Francisco fell, he could hear the screams and panicked footsteps of drug dealers.
One step, someone stepped on his face.
Francisco suddenly had a picture in his mind. At that time, it was his first time to kill someone. He killed a family of four, trapped them in a car, and then burned them directly to death.
The drug dealers now are crying in fear just like they were back then.
Francisco's eyes went dark and he died.
Many drug dealers wanted to run to both sides, but Victor arranged for police officers to shoot with machine guns. The barrels of the guns were hot to the touch. The desperate drug dealers jumped into the sea in panic and shouted in despair. With.
The invention of firearms turned death into a series of numbers.
The sweep lasted only 20 minutes, and the bodies of drug dealers were everywhere on the dock.
Two TPz-1 armored vehicles were equipped with bulldozer bags in front, pushing these corpses into the sea like shovels of mud.
It reduces the time spent cleaning.
You can see a lot of fish under the pier...
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Victor raised his head and blew in the smoke, "The air becomes sweeter without drug dealers."
He is in a good mood.
Especially when the points keep growing.
Although the drug dealers on Guadalupe Island are not as good as the ones in the prison, they still provided him with 6.4 million points.
Casare stretched his head out to look at the sea. The smell of blood stimulated the great white shark below. Suddenly a bloody mouth rushed up from the sea, startling him. The great white shark rolled up and rolled up. A corpse went into the sea.
“From now on!”
“No more drug dealers on Guadalupe Island!”
"Gentlemen, anyone who sells drugs is against me, Victor!"
The surrounding police officers stood at attention: "Sí. Seor! (Yes, sir!)"
......
Zacatecas State.
Tijuana VS Juarez + Sinaloa!
They were defeated steadily, and three plantations were burned down, as well as two research institutes, which interrupted the transportation route from Baja California to the U.S.-Mexico border, causing Tijuana to suffer heavy losses.
In a private house.
Several important members of the Felix family were sitting upright.
“I think we should form an alliance with the Gulf Group. We need help.” Ramon, who has a flamboyant personality and likes to wear bright clothes, said to his eldest brother Benjamin.
“The price charged by Gulf Group is not cheap.”
Ramon laughed angrily when he heard the words of the brothers next to him, "If those two bastards Palma and Guzman come in, do you think we still have a life? We should not think that the price is expensive, but should be grateful that we still have a chance. "
Boss Benjamin nodded, "Agree to the Gulf Group's request." He paused, "They want Guadalupe Island?"
Ramon nodded, "They want it. That place serves as a transshipment point for goods on the Pacific. Now there is a police chief who is ignorant, but he has good firepower. I received news that the drug dealers on the island can't hold it anymore. We happened to be negotiating with the Gulf Group. They want to Give it to them, just in case the people above can come down to help us resist Sinaloa."
"The firepower is very strong?" Benjamin raised his eyebrows.
Just as Ramon was about to speak, he saw the big brother on the table ringing. Benjamin motioned for him to answer the phone first. Ramon smiled apologetically. He still respected his big brother.
"What?"
"All dead!?!"
Ramon couldn't help but screamed.
All the members of the Felix family present looked at him and saw that the leader of the Tijuana drug cartel, who was known for his ferocity, had an ugly expression.
It can even be said that it is unbelievable!
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(End of this chapter)