Chapter 113 Their names should be sung!
Gancarlos grabbed the middle-aged man's hair and pulled him out. The latter struggled vigorously on the ground, and the alcohol had long been frightened.
“Help me! Help me!”
The old man was looking for someone everywhere in a hurry, but no one wanted to get into trouble.
"Take someone to search his house. If he could raise such an unscrupulous son, he must be used to being arrogant."
Victor took a look and saw that the other person's family ran a logistics company and was once a senior partner of the Tijuana drug syndicate.
Before I had time to settle things, you jumped out on your own.
If I don’t kill you, will I still be Victor?
Casare nodded.
Victor looked at the two Milia siblings, took the towel from the waiter, wiped their faces himself, squatted down and said gently, "Don't worry, no one can bully you."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Two children who have lost the protection of adults are like dust floating in the air. This world is very civilized, but it is also really cruel!
Can people like them protect themselves?
Many human smuggling, organ trafficking, and even more disgusting activities occur from these orphans.
Victor touched their heads, stood up, and clapped his hands.
Everyone fell silent, put down their dishes, and watched him speak.
“Gentlemen and ladies, I am honored to introduce to you these two people, Milia and Luskinia. Maybe you have heard of their surname Gorostita. Their whole family has a total of The Mexican cause lost 17 people, no! 18 people!"
"Their most beloved brother, Nikolaos Gorostita, died in a heroic battle at the age of 23! br>
"He was killed on the front line of Mexico's anti-drug campaign."
Milia bit her lip and tried not to let tears fall, while her brother just burst into tears.
"There was more than one Nikolaos Gorostita, there were many. They loved Mexico and the land that gave birth to them. They were willing to sacrifice for it. They passed away, but they left as heroes. , unwavering and unflinching. Their names will forever be engraved in the glorious history of Mexico’s anti-drug campaign.”
Victor was emotional, “However, I will not allow any person or organization to trample or insult them. This is a mockery of Mexican society!”
“I and my police officers will provide shelter to the families of all those who died in Mexico. Orphans and the elderly will be provided with free support. Mexicali has established more than 10 welfare homes, and the external harm they have suffered is the greatest hostility towards me, Victor!"
"In the cause of justice, some people will always fall. We hold high their flag and shout for them! The name charges forward, Mexicans are never afraid of sacrifice!”
There was thunderous applause in the hotel.
The gentlemen and ladies were afraid of his words and had different expressions. Some even looked at each other with an unknown meaning in their eyes.
The other families of the fallen soldiers and policemen were crying.
Victor hugged them, comforted them, he was surrounded in the center.
At this moment, there were people standing behind him!
“He is really good at acting.” At a table near the corner, there was a young man with a watch worth tens of thousands of dollars in his hand, pouting and telling his companions.
But he clapped honestly with his hands.
“Does he want to be the president of Mexico?” Someone sneered. We are not idiots. Victor’s TV speeches on anti-drugs, kindness to martyrs, and equality for all. Aren’t these concepts just to cater to some people?
"Him?" The young man who just started to speak smiled disdainfully, not sure if he was jealous, "Just a lucky policeman."
"Let him go now. Be arrogant, he has been around for a while.”
“Do you have any news?”
The young man lowered his voice, "He destroyed Tijuana and the entire Baja California is under his control. Do you think Colombians will agree?"
"Every year, 15% of their goods pass through Shipping from the port of Mexicali enters California, USA. There are more than 2 billion US dollars in profits here, and Pablo’s Medellin Group will not let him go.”
There is a lot in this. It makes sense, but it makes no sense when you think about it.
Medellin has to pass through eight countries including Panama, Costa Rica, El Salvador, and Guatemala if it wants to enter.
You send a small group of people over, it’s useful.
It is better to believe that Archduke Victor went south with his anti-drug troops. The young man's words made his companions nod subconsciously, which made his vanity rise. "Just wait and see, he will be destroyed soon!"
After the banquet, Victor arranged for the police to escort the police family members to the hotel where they were staying.
Who can guarantee whether there are any drug dealers in Mexicali?
The collusion is too deep.
Dogs on the roadside may be spies for drug dealers.
Victor washed his face and found Alejandro in the room, holding a cigarette.
“I can’t stay in Mexicali for long.”
Alejandro raised his eyebrows, nodded, and said with a smile, “I thought you were going to be stationed here, This is much better than the island."
"I. He is still the police chief of Guadalupe Island, but I think you should be able to move the security department here and send all the EDTV here. I will also send police officers here in turn to "study and further training" "."
"There are still many troops in Mexicali that can be reorganized, paid enough salaries, and improved benefits. By then, Mexicali will not be decided by the two of us."
Victor finally managed it. How could they just let him out after being beaten down?
The worst thing is to control it from behind the scenes.
Alejandro nodded, "On the road to anti-drugs, I think we need more like-minded people to join us!"
"Especially on the bright side."
"Then call on them to come and serve in Mexicali, and then after all Baja California is taken back, we can send these people out and let them serve as local officials."
"Mexicali 200 Thousands of people, this place is not easy to manage.” Alejandro sighed.
"Isn't it easy to manage? We have thrown out those with bad tempers. Now there are only some petty quarrels left. You can launch mass tactics and let people supervise each other. As long as someone reports, they will be punished. Some of his material rewards are done for money.”
“Even when necessary, you can find some people in the neighborhoods or rural areas to form a militia and self-defense organization, and we will distribute weapons and ammunition to them ourselves. But we must strictly control them, not allow them to own privately, and give them some subsidies to make them peripheral members of our anti-drug system.”
Victor almost taught everything in his mind.
But in fact, militia groups will appear on a large scale in Mexico around 2010, because they do not trust the government, and the methods of Jalisco New Generation and Los Zetas are more brutal.
Mexico's drug cartels extort money from almost any legal or illegal business, sometimes raiding or burning down ranches, farms or stores that refuse to pay. Many people will rise up and resist, only to be massacred!
So they formed their own escort organization, the so-called militia.
Buy your own weapons, protect your homeland, and then form... a new drug trafficking group. If you don’t have money to purchase supplies, you have to join the drug trafficking group.
But Victor wanted to keep the militia within control, so that was different.
Ah!
Let’s add a little yellow to this dress when appropriate.
At this time, we went to the hotel’s Hummer.
Gancarlos stroked Milia's hair, who was looking into the distance through the window, while his brother in the back seat was holding chocolates. The sweetness made him temporarily forget the pain of losing his brother.
"Brother Giancarlos."
Suddenly, Milia turned her head, looked at him, and cried, "Can you...adopt us?"
"I can wash clothes, I can mop the floor, and I can also cook. "
Gancarlos opened his mouth half-open, looking at the hopeful eyes of the other party, his heart softened, "I'm afraid you will have to endure hardship if you follow me."
Milia shook her head. "Don't be afraid of hardship."
Gancarlos sighed, smiled and hugged them, "Okay, then you can follow me from now on, I will be your brother."
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(End of this chapter)