Chapter 213 The thugs from South America will bully the Statue of Liberty today!

Tijuana, City Hall.

Mexico City did not send a governor down, so Cuauquemot asked Victor to act as governor first.

Agent!

The salary will not be increased.

Does this count as concentrating military and political power in one hand?

Many people in Tijuana are already saying that Victor may be a dictator now, but he has not yet appeared in the iconic "scene".

For example, in 1979, the "Lion of the Middle East" stood on the stage, smoking a cigar, and named 68 names to the hundreds of officials below.

22 of these people were taken directly out of the conference room and shot.

Victor hasn’t done such a crazy thing yet. The best you can say is that he is a "military council".

"Alejandro's funeral will be held as a state funeral. When the time comes, Mexico City will send the vice president. You will be fully responsible. The ashes will be buried in Guadalupe Island..." Victor paused here while smoking a cigar, "Burial to Tijuana National Cemetery.”

The latter's expression changed.

Is this a final conclusion?

That is to say, Alejandro will not be thrown into the cemetery casually as a traitor, but as a governor, and will be given a state funeral.

Isn’t Victor angry?

Casare doesn't think so. The quieter the boss is, the more he is gathering the fire of thunder.

The meaning of Guadalupe Island is different. It is obvious that letting him hide here means that he will never forgive him even if he dies.

"Have his wife and son come back?"

Fatty Ka lowered his head hurriedly, "They are back."

Victor did not speak again, smoking a cigarette. But his breathing became obviously heavier, "Find an accident and send them away."

kill!

Casare actually didn't have a good impression of Alejandro, but after hearing this, he still raised his head, looked at the boss, and nodded slowly.

“Leave it to me.”

Victor is so small-minded, you Alejandro wanted to kill me with the CIA, so you committed suicide? I just want to take all the responsibility on myself. Do you think I will abide by the rules?

Fuck your rules!

My rules are the rules!

Send your wife and children to meet you.

Victor finally understands that all white-eyed wolves that are not familiar with the breeding should be killed!

"Do it cleanly, don't be too painful."

This is Victor's "civilization".

Casare nodded and narrowed his eyes.

"I plan to re-draw an intelligence agency from the Mexican Ministry of Information to deal with the CIA's increasingly serious infiltration work!"

Victor does not believe that there are no traitors within.

Especially for someone like the CIA who likes to find mistresses, I have to admire their dog-raising skills.

But if you dare to raise him, Victor will dare to kill him!

Maybe it’s time to slowly place “our own people” in important departments.

Casare's brows jumped. Isn't the boss trying to launch an internal crackdown? ? ?

This... another group of people are going to die!

Dong dong dong~

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Victor picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Jason Bourne walked in with a solemn expression, "Boss, the FBI blocked the door of the CIA's house. There was a firefight between the two sides, and William Webster was shot and killed."

"Poof. !”

Victor squirted out a mouthful of water and gave Casare, who was sitting opposite, a "face-washing service."

"Sorry, sorry, wipe it yourself."

He handed over the paper on the table and looked at Jason Bourne: "Is the news accurate?"

"The United States did not admit it, but the FBI urgently changed its head. Our office in Virginia The informant said there is a 90% possibility. "

Victor was really confused this time.

I just want to cause some trouble for the CIA. Do the FBI people have to be so brave? Go up and be killed by the boss.

This is unique in hundreds of years of history!

It was unprecedented and would never be followed. Normally, the two gangs would fight to the death, but only at the grassroots level. The two sides had many gun battles on the streets, but when the local police arrived, they would run away.

Good guy, really good guy!

Victor really couldn't help laughing, "Sorry, I can already imagine how big of a joke this would be if it spread around the world."

"The FBI and The CIA is currently in chaos internally, and we have also received intelligence from two Colombians. Pablo sent an assassination team to assassinate Casare, but the good news is that the team was led by Ethan Hunt, who got Pablo's trust," said Jason Bourne.

When Casare, who was wiping his face, heard the news, he stared and waved his hand, "Why is it me?"

"Maybe they think you are easy to bully."

Casare was really panicked when he heard this. He didn't want to die yet, so he looked at Victor eagerly, "Boss~"

"More Increase security, Ethan Hunter is measured, Tijuana is not a place where they can come and leave whenever they want."

Jason Bourne glanced at the other party, "Second news, Colombian drug traffickers want to blow up the Statue of Liberty!"

Victor sat upright when he heard the news. Casare next to him was also startled, and then lost his voice, "Are they crazy?"

"Maybe, Pablo's head was crushed by the woman's buttocks!" Jason Bourne spread his hands.

"Is this reliable?" "Ethan knew it through an internal line. It is very likely. Boss, should we notify the FBI?"

< br>Victor squinted his eyes, his brain spinning rapidly, thinking about gains and losses.

Tell the FBI, there are only two possibilities. One, the other party does not believe the Mexicans at all. Who are you, and do you have an intelligence agency? Have you heard from Colombia?

Or he agrees, but when the new director takes office, he will not conduct a one-on-one investigation on every Colombian. What he must do is to settle the shit with the CIA first.

Drug traffickers blow up the Statue of Liberty?

Are you kidding me?

But if you don’t tell them that the Statue of Liberty was really bombed, even if it didn’t collapse, it would be like a slap in the face of the Americans.

Both the FBI and CIA have to suffer!

At this time, the Americans were engaged in the Gulf War. In fact, at the beginning of the war, the "Lions of the Middle East" said that they would negotiate to solve the problem. At worst, it would make you Americans feel good, but their aircraft carriers, aircraft and hundreds of thousands of horses The deer are all gathered together, so we have to fight them.

Eagle Sauce: Be good, stick your butt up, let me give it to you!

Once a war begins, it cannot be said to be over.

At this time, a landmark was bombed. With the temper of the Yankees, they would definitely take revenge. They were very angry because of their own internal problems, but their subordinates were busy and they had no time to take action.

But Amen, will they support others?

For example...myself in Mexico next door!

Thinking of this, Victor's eyes lit up.

He has always been in the name of anti-drugs.

We can also get some military assistance from the Americans!

My chest was pounding with joy. This explosion might be the outlet for my rapid development of strength.

Could it be...that this is the destiny of the country?

This stuff is really metaphysical. For example, Kennedy said that he would not let certain people have atomic bombs while he was alive.

Well, then he died.

I can just take advantage of this opportunity to rise!

Think about it, what to do first?

Should we write the manuscript first, and then criticize this behavior as soon as possible when the Statue of Liberty collapses?

Then let the flags of Kwaukmot fly at half-mast across the country, mourning what happened to the other party, and directly label themselves as an ally that "can cooperate and be reliable".

This is called adding impression points!

We are so close to the United States and if we don’t hug him, how can we go to the Soviets?

"Boss..." Jason Bourne shouted softly.

"Keep this matter hidden in your stomach and no one is allowed to talk about it!" Victor said solemnly.

"Then what if the Statue of Liberty collapses..." Casare said hesitantly.

“It’s none of our business, did you bomb it?”

Victor’s eyelids drooped, “What we have to consider is, what will we get if such a thing really happens? , even if the Pentagon is bombed, it’s none of our business, anyway, I didn’t bomb.”

Casare glanced at Jason Bourne.

"If you swallow this matter, if anyone leaks it out." Victor paused and said gloomily, "I will send him to see Alejandro!"

Both of them heard it. The boss's tone was solemn and he nodded vigorously.

Victor smiled.

Pull out cigarettes for them, "Don't be nervous, smoke a cigarette first, am I scary?"

Casare sneered, "No, no, the boss looks amiable!"

Premise...

Don't make him unhappy.

……

New York. Liberty Island.

There is nothing interesting in this place, there is only a Statue of Liberty holding a Christmas tree, but this thing was given by the French to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the founding of the United States.

Why is this thing so valuable?

Perhaps, it adds a lot of bright colors to the few history of the United States.

A group of Colombians sneaked into the scenic spot, but completely missed one point!

There are many foreign tourists in this place. At a glance, almost all of them are heads. They have been pushed aside several times. Nearby, the local police are gathered around talking and laughing. Watch out for crowds.

This also gave them the opportunity to commit crimes, slowly approaching the Statue of Liberty.

A group of South Americans looked at each other in the crowd. A man with a shaved beard and green clothes pushed away the tourists in front of him. With a ferocious face, he took out a tied bomb from his arms and pointed towards freedom. The goddess statue was lost!

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing!" the sharp-eyed policeman shouted.

The bomb was dropped under the Statue of Liberty, boom! ! !

The bomb power of the Spanish "ETA" organization is undeniable. The violent explosion clearly made the figure shake hard.

Tourists screamed and ran, the crowd started to panic!

The police rushed over, but were pushed aside by the crowd.

"Long live Pablo!"

"Long live the North American Narcotics Association!"

"Kill the Americans, long live the Colombians!"

More than a dozen people roared and pulled out bombs from different directions, and one person tied it directly to his body and rushed towards the Statue of Liberty, but within two seconds, the whole person exploded.

The stumps and broken arms flew directly into the sky, and the blood poured down like rain.

The rest of them threw bombs.

Boom!

"Run!! Goddess... her arm is broken!!!"

I don't know who screamed, and I saw the arm holding "Christmas" cracked directly, and then everyone was horrified. In his eyes, it fell directly!

How much does this arm weigh?

There must be more than ten tons!

It hit the ground hard, and the tourists around them who had no time to escape were directly crushed to death, their flesh and blood were bloody, and it affected a large number of people, who kept wailing.

Drug dealer! Just a bastard!

They have no humanity!

The bastards cheered and rushed towards the remaining body with wild eyes. They must blow up this landmark!

Thugs from South America will insult the Statue of Liberty today!

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(End of this chapter)