Chapter 85 Victor’s Iron Fist of Justice!
Mayor Jose Lopez was sitting behind his desk wiping sweat. He was busy calling, but no one answered. He called the local garrison, and the other party asked them to send troops to solve the problem.
Hang up the phone directly.
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
What do we do to maintain stability?
You said relying on soldiers?
Sorry, they are being chased and beaten outside right now.
This is the culture in Mexico. You serve as a soldier during the day and as a drug dealer at night. You bring your own weapons and join the fights of various drug gangs. If you win, you can get a bonus. If you lose... let the garrison ask the security department for pensions. .
Can’t believe it?
In 2007, the second year of Calderon’s anti-drug war, he suddenly wanted to see the list of military sacrifices, intending to express his condolences or tell the people that many people were sacrificing for this country.
The result...
More than 60,000 people died in 2006.
NMDB!
The entire Mexican army only has 200,000 men, and half of them died first.
The whereabouts of the pension is even more unclear.
This incident made Calderon think for the first time. There is no future in the anti-drug war in Mexico. If you crack down on drugs, can you crack down on corrupt officials?
His own butt is not clean either.
So the quotas for garrison troops in various places are not complete at all.
José Lopez got angry anxiously, and finally got angry, "Damn Victor, you said it was great for you to stay in Guadalupe Island, what are you doing in Ensenada? !”
“Sir, it’s not a good idea to talk about people behind their backs.” A voice came from the door, which startled Jose Lopez. He looked up and saw five people walking in. The leader. People are too familiar.
"Victor!" He stood up immediately.
Victor smiled, "Don't be nervous, I'm a very peaceful person. Mr. Mayor, I heard that drug dealers are making trouble, and I'm here to help."
José· Lopez has been "famous" to him for a long time.
The bodies of drug dealers that washed up on the coast are still being placed in the morgue, and they are almost full!
"May I know why you arrived in Ensenada City... um?" Victor organized his words and frowned, "Behaving like such a waste!"
"You can't deal with drug dealers, thieves, and robbers? Can you tell me why?"
José Lopez hesitated, his fat face going numb.
"Do you have a deal with a drug dealer?" Victor asked suddenly and suddenly. The other party's eyes widened and he hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, absolutely impossible."
Victor nodded. , picked up the cigar box on the table, "Gurkha Black Dragon?"
"This doesn't seem cheap, does one cost 400 US dollars?"
"Can you afford it with your salary?"
José Lopez quickly explained: "I have other part-time jobs, my wife is doing odd jobs, and my son is working as a teacher...ah!"
< br>Victor grabbed his hair, pinned him on the table, picked up a cigar box and hit the other person's head, "Fuck! Just be greedy. What do you think I am? A fool!"
The cigar box deformed instantly, and Jose Lopez howled with blood on his face.
“Valuable things should not be banned.”
Victor grabbed the ashtray with his backhand and knocked the other person unconscious.
In his eyes, he saw that Jose Lopez was not a good guy.
I have been mayor here for 7 years, and I was originally going to run for office, but this guy colluded with the Tijuana drug cartel and ordered them to kill other candidates.
A candidate who was the most threatening to him revealed to his face at the campaign site that he was a lackey of a drug cartel, and then...
The whole family was killed and flushed down the toilet!
The method was simply horrific...
Victor took out a piece of paper, wiped the blood from between his fingers, threw it away, and covered Jose Lopez's face.
Took the cigarette handed over by Casare and held it in his mouth.
The former took out his pistol and emptied the magazine at Jose Lopez on the ground,
"Boss, the drug dealers are so cruel. They even killed a mayor. I think they should Clean up the drug gangs in the entire city of Ensenada! ”
Victor glanced at Casare and nodded.
You have finished speaking, what should I say?
But it’s nice to have a proactive subordinate. "Boss, do you want to recruit them again?"
Casare is addicted to deception and plans to use the same trick on Guadalupe Island again.
"This place is different from the island."
This place is land, there are more informants, and the environment is more complicated. If you kill someone if they surrender, I guarantee you will be on the news tomorrow. Guadalupe Island is different. Surrounded by the sea, you can still say that someone has made a mistake.
As for the bullet holes in your body?
Maybe the shark will shoot.
If dogs can be drug dealers, why can't sharks shoot?
"Tell the police officers to protect themselves, we won't be able to stay in Ensenada for long."
The basic base still needs to be on the island.
Casare nodded and had Jose Lopez dragged out.
"By the way, bring me this cigar, don't waste it." Victor, who came to the door, pointed to the cigar box on the ground and said.
Casare had another news headline in his mind.
"Shocked! Mr. Victor is so frugal, picking up cigarettes to smoke."
…
Jose Lopez was beaten to death by a drug dealer!
This news was broadcast overnight.
All the ordinary people in front of the TV and radio were panicked, and then they heard the host change the subject, "But don't worry, the situation in Ensenada City is under Mr. Victor's control." It’s controllable under leadership!”
"The gentlemen of the Guadalupe Island Police Department are exterminating the rebellious drug dealers. Our city is safe, please believe us!"
The drug dealers were directly given the title of rebellion.
This is more convenient to operate.
The host took off his headphones, looked at the police officer in front of him and the gun in his hand, and laughed.
"Very good. Don't worry about your safety. Everything will be fine with us." The police officer wearing a mask nodded with satisfaction.
The host smiled bitterly inwardly.
Are you a policeman or a gangster? Come up and control the TV station.
The fighting continued until the early morning of the next day.
The entire city of Ensenada is in a mess.
The corpses of drug dealers lay scattered on the street. There were very few pedestrians on the road. Even if someone dared to go out, they would carefully stick to the wall. If they found something wrong, they would find a place to hide.
And I have to say that the response speed of the Mexican government is really slow!
The city of Ensenada was in a state of chaos. No support troops from other cities came all night. It was not until about eight o'clock in the morning that we saw the slow convoy moving into the city.
They are all police from surrounding cities.
They looked at the bodies on the ground and clenched their guns nervously.
But these police officers’ weapons…
It was a backward one, and it was even equipped with the French Army's Mars Mle1936. This thing was a product of World War II.
Do you rely on this to fight drug dealers?
As soon as the convoy entered the city, Victor sent a message, inviting them to gather in the city hall.
Discuss the aftermath.
He is going to have a meeting...
You have to see who can be fought for and who is the enemy!
……
Mars Mle1936!
PS: There are two more at 6pm, 10,000 words today!
(End of this chapter)