Chapter 123 I know where Gentero is!
Mexicali Prison.
Leanna L.S. Rowe Carter was dragged in handcuffs and held up by two police officers.
"I am a reporter, where are you taking me? You are avenging a public vendetta!"
She began to panic. The previous script was not like this. No matter which mayor advocated anti-drugs, Well, no matter the governor, as long as you stand from the perspective of "humanity" and "dignity", you will have no disadvantages.
Those people could only be left speechless by their own questions.
But why doesn’t it work in Victor this time?
NMD!
Let me out!
The police officer on the left looked at her and sneered, "Don't you sympathize with drug dealers? I will take you to see them and let you brainwash them."
You have offended Director Victor and still want to leave?
Send you directly to the West!
Lyanna LS Lo Carters was stunned when she heard this. I just told you, are you serious?
"No! No!"
She struggled hard.
But adults have to pay the price for their actions.
The police officers dragged her to the innermost cell.
There were drug dealers on both sides. They all stood up when they heard the noise, held the cell door with both hands and shook it vigorously. Especially when they saw women, they screamed.
"Quiet! CNMD! If you shout again, I will beat your mouths to bits!" the police officer leading the team shouted.
The drug dealers were instantly quiet.
None of these people were arrested by Victor's people. They were all imprisoned before. Fortunately, they were lucky. If they were outside, they might have been used as fertilizer by now.
But in order to prevent them from making trouble, Victor immediately had 30 drug traffickers pulled out and executed in front of them as soon as he established a foothold in Mexicali!
“If you want to die, make trouble!”
“Officer, what’s going on with this woman?” the drug dealer boldly asked with a sneer.
“They want to preach to you and make you believe in Jesus.” The police officer said jokingly, “Which of you has an empty cell?”
"Then come to my place. I like to listen to God the most. Come in!"
"Gungun, my parents are both believers, and so am I. Sister, where are your stockings?"
" Come to me, I have a tattoo of the Virgin Mary on my back, come here, show me, and my bed is also very spacious.”
The drug dealers were excited when they heard this and boldly stretched out their hands. He pulled her, which scared the female reporter to tears. Her legs were shaking, and she knelt on the ground. She was so scared that she even peed.
A group of drug dealers with messy tattoos on their bodies, and then dragging you hard, is this scary for everyone, right?
"No, don't leave me here."
She hugged the leg of the police officer next to her and cried so hard.
This ugly look...
You want the drug dealer to have "dignity", the drug dealer wants to kill you.
"I know where Quintero is, I know where he's hiding!" Leanna L.S. Rowe Carter shouted, "I can tell Victor, don't send me to prison."< br>
There was a moment of silence in the prison, and the noisy drug dealers immediately shut up and looked at each other.
"Bitch! Shut your mouth, believe it or not, I will kill you!" Suddenly an angry voice came, and a drug dealer was seen. He was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, staring at Looking at the other person, "If you say that again, I will kill your whole family!"
"Shut up!" The police officer stopped his smile and pointed at the drug dealer.
"I remember you, I remember you, bitch!" The other party was still shouting, staring at the female reporter.
The police officer was so angry that he let go of Leliana L. Carters' arm, pulled his submachine gun, and fired at the strong man's prison cell!
Tu tu tu tu...
Shoot all the dozen drug dealers inside to death.
"I told you to shut up, you fucking thought I was farting, do you want to be shot?" The police officer glanced at the drug dealers in other prisons, and they suddenly became as calm as puppies, and they all shrank their hands. go back.
Damn it...
Victor’s soldiers are violent.
This is an EDM person. The director has said that drug dealers will kill him regardless.
Letting them live for one day is also Mr. Victor's greatest tolerance.
Who said you can’t be killed in prison?
Lyanna LS Lo Carters' eyes were blank, and the blood oozing from the corpse in the prison was mixed with her urine. The police officer frowned, then slapped him twice and pinched his chin, "Do you know where Quintero is?"
This is the most wanted criminal in the United States who currently has a bounty on his head.
On April 4, 1985, one month after Camarena was brutally murdered, Quintero was arrested in Costa Rica and later extradited back to Mexico and imprisoned in Jalisco Prison.
But 4 years later, in 1988, he successfully escaped from prison!
It was discovered that prison guards, courts and even the Mexican government all played different roles in this prison break.
This made the Americans very dissatisfied and issued a reward of 20 million US dollars.
The DEA hates it even more!
I almost got into trouble with the CIA because of him.
If he can be caught, the Guadalupe Island Police Department will definitely have a good reputation with the DEA, and it will even have a good influence within the DEA.
But this guy is very cunning, and the Mexican government has no way of catching him.
I don’t know where he is hiding.
Rumor has it that he is even dead.
"You'd better not lie to us!" The police officer pointed at him and said, "Otherwise, we will make you understand the dangers of reporting a false police report!"
The two men dragged Lai The female reporter walked out. Her legs were weak, and the unknown liquid mixed with urine and blood on the ground had a foul smell.
Did you see that the best way to cure Madonna bitches is to let them preach in prisons.
In this place, if you want to make them believe in God and change their ways, the best way is to beat them to death and make them pay attention in the next life.
Cambra valley.
Vic hung up Best's phone, couldn't help but laugh, and said again, "It's really interesting."
Casare was curious and leaned his head over, "Boss, What's wrong?"
"Best said Raul Salinas wanted to bribe him and get my criminal record, and gave him a check to fill out."
< br>"This bastard is here blindly. Boss, what crime have you committed? This is an insult! Absolute slander." Casare showed an expression of indignation.
Victor squinted his eyes, "Who does this kind of threat intimidate government officials? Capture him to Guadalupe Island, and I will try his crimes!"
Casare nodded, "This way The scum should be removed, otherwise, Mexico’s environment and reputation will be destroyed by this kind of people.”
“Let people do something cleaner.”
“No. Question."
"Mr. Director, could you please come over and take a photo?" A reporter came over and asked nervously.
Victor smiled kindly, "Of course, no problem."
He followed a group of reporters and stood in front of drugs and arms. As the shutter clicked, this photo was destined to be recorded in history.
When the reporters left, Casare personally gave each of them a red envelope, giving different prices depending on the company behind them.
The cheapest ones are 200 US dollars.
It’s okay, I have money anyway!
The paid reporters are sensible and will write better for you when the time comes.
"Huh? Where is the Mexican Newspaper Group?" Casare was still holding the last big red envelope in his hand, but no one came to collect it. This made him startled, so he pulled a reporter and asked.
The other party looked at him with strange eyes, and then said, "The female reporter just now is from the Mexican Newspaper Group."
Casare raised his eyebrows and stuffed the red envelope back into his pocket.
Great, saved $3,000.
As for whether the Mexican newspaper group will retaliate?
Hehehe...
Be careful of the explosion of the trash can at your door!
It must have been thrown away by drug dealers at that time.
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PS: Ten thousand words a day, don’t say it’s too short! Really, 10,000 words a day! ! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)