Chapter 73 Boss, you are right!
"Guadalupe Island will be our territory from now on!" Victor blew on his cigarette. It is not easy to go from a prison guard to a police chief.
But in his plan, this place is a springboard. First, maintain the basic base, and then counterattack the inland cities of Mexico. The entire Latin American continent needs the greetings of the "anti-drug" iron fist!
Drugs are the most disgusting things in the world!
Must be eliminated!
"Should we get some more defensive weapons? I heard that the drug dealers also have submarines. Should we get some cannons at the dock?" Casare suggested softly.
I tasted the power of fire and I can’t forget it till now.
"It's best to set up another air defense position. The big drug trafficking groups here have aircraft routes. If anyone flies over, we will kill them directly!"
Casare By the end, I was getting more and more excited.
Men…
We only talk about three things together: women, politics, and military.
Are we still talking about how much a pound of chicken is at the food market at the door?
They may know it very well in the red light district.
"How about digging up the mountain and putting some missiles in it?" Victor couldn't help but said with a smile.
Kasare was startled, raised his head, and paused for two or three seconds, "Boss...can you get the missile?"
! ! !
“Do you think I am a warlord?”
Casare looked at his boss without saying a word. Victor was a little numb from his stare, pointed at him and said, "You Don't slander me, we are heavily armed police!"
"The drug traffickers are so powerful and their caliber is not rough, I feel very insecure"
Casare said nothing. Nod vigorously.
Boss, everything you said is right.
Victor cursed a few words and was walking back to the office. When he arrived at the door, he said, "Abolish martial law, and from now on, December 27th will be designated as the Freedom Day of "Guadalupe Island" to celebrate Guadalupe Island." Lupe Island becomes the first strictly drug-free zone in Mexico. ”
Yes!
No drug dealers.
One by one, even if you have a dozen lives as a drug dealer, it is not enough for Uncle Victor to kill you.
"I think we need a spokesperson for the police department," Casare said.
Victor's mind immediately thought of the big-faced host on TV when he was a prison guard in Mexico City. He named his candidate, and Casare looked at him with strange eyes. , "Boss, Mexican TV stations are organized."
"Then give her a salary increase, I believe she will make a choice."
Casare always felt that Victor's purpose was not Very simple.
……
The police station has lifted martial law!
This should be the best news.
It shows that many people who live by setting up stalls can now go out to work.
At night, I finally gained some popularity.
But not everyone likes this lifestyle.
There were many people sitting on the steps of the park, sighing and gulping down cheap beer.
"Gilipollas (bastard!), Victor...I..." A shirtless middle-aged man smashed the bottle in his hand on the ground, a little drunk, and the companion next to him quickly grabbed him, "You I don’t want to live anymore, can I scold him?”
The middle-aged man was so excited that he sat down and continued to sigh. They are all "non-staff" of drug trafficking groups, also known as downlines, transport personnel, porters, etc.
Why can’t all Mexican drug traffickers be eradicated?
That's because many people depend on them for their meals.
For example, Guadalupe Island has no industrial plants at all, and because it is an active volcanic island, many cash crops are not suitable for cultivation. Many people rely on drug dealers to make a living.
This is why Calderon started the anti-drug war in 2006 and ended with "government surrender". You can't solve the people's lives at all. Even if you catch Guzman, you still have Armando and El Mencho. etc.
Farmers who have lost their source of livelihood have only one thought between them and the mob.
Many people who drank too much started to cause trouble, but the situation was still under control.
When Victor went to work the next day, senior assistant Casare handed him a police report, "Boss, we received a total of 22 police reports last night, 14 of which were fights. I think we should call the local people. Something has been done."
"Do you have any good ideas?"
Casare turned around and closed the door, "We can open a processing factory like the Plateau Prison and let Bess. I went to California in the United States to find some orders. With so many people on Guadalupe Island, we can definitely become the largest processing factory in Mexico.”
Good guy...
Who said Mexico is not smart. Human?
There are still about 70,000 people on Guadalupe Island. Which processing plant in the world has so many people?
“And we can also control local supplies and let the people on the island spend as much as they earn. Wouldn’t this money come back to our pockets?”
Due to the special geographical location of Guadalupe Island, most supplies are purchased from outside. There are two companies similar to grain and oil stores on the island. When the time comes, they will be purchased directly!
If you disagree...
Ahem... Victor will definitely not use any means.
He's a good guy.
Victor thought carefully about Casare's method and felt that it was very feasible. If the work problem was not solved, these idle people would form criminal groups again.
This becomes a vicious cycle.
“And we don’t need to bring them together for manual work. When the time comes, they can all be done at home. If you need a production line, you can requisition the city hall. The place is very big and it is of no use now. You might as well take it. Come over and use it as a factory."
"Have you thought about it for a long time?" Victor looked at Casare with a strange expression. "This is not like you."
"Don't I also want to make progress? With the boss, you have to study more. We will maintain Guadalupe Island well. The Mexican government... Well, even if the drug traffickers want to kill us, we can organize a team in a short time. Militia."
I almost said what I was thinking.
Being a local emperor in this place is so exciting!
It would be great if the boss could have a warship or ship. Jin could enter Ensenada City from the side to threaten the Tijuana drug cartel and directly remove this cancer.
Until then…
With the reputation of Victor Boss, he can definitely participate in the election.
What will Mexico’s last name be then?
Ding~~Bing~
The landline phone on the table rang very suddenly, disturbing the enthusiasm of the conversation between the two. Victor picked up the phone and his expression was stunned for a moment, "Okay, I understand. Okay." After that, he hung up the phone.
“Go to the dock, Gulf Group has sent someone to redeem the goods.”
Casare was also stunned when he heard the news.
“Boss, do we let them take it back? Wouldn’t that mean we have to harm others?”
Victor smiled happily, “They have to bring money to redeem the goods, so take the people first.” "Please come in. If they step on Guadalupe Island, then we can arrest them. Isn't this money our spoils?"
Insidious!
It’s really insidious!
Casare raised his thumb, "Boss, you are right!"
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(End of this chapter)