Chapter 232 How dare you eat my sheep! !


Chapter 232 How dare you eat my sheep! !

"Then if one day you eradicate all drugs in the world, what is your dream?" Belsaria asked curiously as she took a bite of her burger.

Of course I am an American father!

He wants to put his sculpture on the site of the Statue of Liberty. How about calling it the Liberation of the Male God?

He wants to turn the white house into a black house.

He wants Silicon Valley to be his pocketbook.

He wants to...

High up, overlooking the world.

Ambition, how can this thing be extinguished?

People like Victor will die if they don’t make progress. Of course, he will be killed by others. The world is in trouble, and only caliber can solve the trouble.

I want to be the emperor of the world!

However, of course, you can't say this. If others say it, they are crazy. If Victor says it... he will be ashes tomorrow.

The most important thing is to maintain the character.

He pretended to chuckle, with longing in his eyes, "If that day comes, maybe, I will step down from all my duties, take my wife and children with me, and live the life I want, travel. , look at the sunrise, look at the aurora, look at the blooming mountain flowers in this world, look at the beautiful side of this world.”

“Of course, I have to be alive, maybe, on the battlefield of struggle, I am already dead. What?”

Belsaria listened to the other party's words and looked at him in astonishment. In Victor's deep eyes, she saw the hope for "life".

Men have to pretend!

How can you seduce... bah, attract girls if you don't pretend?

Victor used the calmest words and said the greatest things. Coupled with what he usually did to drug dealers, he was simply a righteous man.

"Wipe your mouth, the ketchup is stuck, hahaha." Victor suddenly picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth with a very gentle tone.

Belsaria's eyes flashed and she lowered her head in panic.

Unlike most men in Latin America who are chauvinistic, Victor...is really a dream boyfriend.

Very gentle.

Casare was at another table, biting into a burger. Seeing this scene, he felt that the boss was so naughty!

Everyone is blushing because of you.

"Big man, do you have a wife?" Casare looked at George Foreman opposite and asked, glancing at him.

Hmm... He is ugly and has a big beard, so he will definitely not be suitable for him.

"Yes, my wife is the Colombian beauty pageant champion. Hehehe, we have three children, and she is my favorite."

George Foreman smiled happily, I asked backhand, "What about you? Are you married?"

! ! ! !

Casare suddenly felt that the burger in his hand no longer tasted good. If he killed someone, he would have to stab him a few times, right? He bit into the burger to vent his anger.

George Foreman was confused.

At this moment, the Secret Service employee at the door suddenly ran in and whispered a few words in his ear. The big man frowned, stood up, and ran to Victor's table, "Mr. We have to leave, a group of opponents protesting against you is coming, numbering about three hundred people. "

MD, this bunch of shit!

Why is New York not yet a territory of Archduke Victor?

If so, deploy troops and generals to directly suppress them now.

Protest?

Do you protest against me without my consent?

"Sorry, Belsaria." Victor said apologetically.

The other party smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I'm full."

"Let's go then."

Victor picked up her bag and then pulled her out.

"Hey! Victor! Are you leaving?" the fat supporter shouted loudly.

Looked at his table...

Hmm... four hamburger shells, and then looked at his girlfriend, brother, you can't eat it, if you eat it again, your earthworms will be gone.

"Yeah, man, have a good time."

"OK! Come on, Victor, kill those addicts, brothers, respect Victor." He raised the Coke and said.

The big men next to him responded to him one after another.

"What's your name? Dude?"

"Glenn Davis, nickname: New York Wild Boar!"

Duke Wei smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

"Sir, it's time for us to leave." George Foreman urged again.

Victor thanked the other party again before leading the others away.

Under the watchful eye of the big man from the burger restaurant, I got into the car.

Seeing how anxious the other party was, Glenn Davis frowned, turned to his girlfriend and asked, "Is my store bad? Why did he leave after not staying for a few minutes." ”

"Victor! Thug Victor! Satanic Victor!"

"He should repent, repent to human rights and democracy!"

"Victor, Victor, you are just a piece of shit, you are just a clown "The big devil in human skin." (This is what the song said.)

When Glenn Davis heard the curses coming from outside the store and the drug addicts holding up the protest signs, he immediately became confused. Got it.

"Fake! I knew Mr. Victor liked hamburgers. It must be these bastards who scared away my customers, damn!" He cursed angrily.

He pulled off the Remington M870 shotgun hanging on the wall and walked out, followed by the big men eating burgers behind him.

Glenn Davis pulled the bolt of the gun in his hand and stood in front of the protesters with a grin.

“Bastards!”

“This is the territory of the Hells Angels. Do you want to be shot?”

He was facing a BMW on the roadside. The glass of a pot was smashed to pieces, and the car was covered with debris.

The protesters immediately shut their mouths.

"Fat pig! Get out of here, where's Victor! Get him out!" A thin man, whose ribs could be seen, shouted loudly.

“Yes, let the tyrants get out.”

Glenn Davis hates people calling him a fat pig. He is a New York wild boar!

“Fuck them to death. ! ”

The boys behind him picked up baseball bats and rushed into the protesting crowd.

No one said a word.

How can these drug addicts resist?

Being hammered to the ground.

Glenn Davis stared at the thin man who was scolding him. With a sneak attack, he kicked the opponent to the ground and stepped on the opponent's head.

"My idol is someone you can protest too?!"

... Of course Victor didn't know this, so he offered to send Belsaria home.

The other party's hand was grabbed. When he heard this, he raised his head and shook his head hurriedly, "No, no need, uh, I have to go to the New York TV station."
< br>Victor didn’t force it, he nodded with a smile and asked the team to go around to the TV station.

As soon as Belsaria got out of the car, he suddenly took out a burger and handed it over, "Are you not full? I left it just now. Remember, eat more and don't starve yourself. Your figure is already perfect. "

Looking at the burger in her hand, the woman was stunned and looked at Victor, who waved her hand, "See you tomorrow, Belsaria."

"See you tomorrow."

When dating a woman, you can’t talk about the next time. When will the next time be? Saturday? Or the 32nd. You have to give the woman an accurate time, such as tomorrow.

If others agree, then there is a chance. If they refuse, change to another decisively, the next one will be better.

Belsaria had no idea what activities would be held tomorrow, but the other party said that he must have a reason.

In the car, Victor closed the window, his expression slowly calmed down, and his eyes became sharp and calm again.

What bullshit love!

He was all pretending.

All love at first sight is nothing more than lust, and all love is nothing more than long-term planning after calculating gains and losses.

Belsaria Rumsfeld, she can bring more benefits and opportunities to Victor.

The other party obviously has Germanic ancestry. Isn’t it easy to guess?

It is said that Donald Henry Rumsfeld has a granddaughter. This was found out by the Mexican intelligence agency, not Baidu Encyclopedia. There is no Baidu yet.

The granddaughter’s name is not known, what she looks like, or even how old or tall she is.

The information is very strictly hidden, and the Mexican Ministry of Information also obtained it through some "illegal channels."

Anyone familiar with American history knows what Donald Henry Rumsfeld represented.

A hawk in the United States, the representative of the interests of the military, and the "executioner" who changed the direction of the world. He is the youngest Secretary of Defense in history. During his tenure, Rumsfeld also implemented major reforms , extending his hands to all aspects of the military, from eating, drinking and sleeping to weapons configuration of the US military.

An American elite with a Cold War mentality!

If this is not direct enough, he launched two wars in Afghanistan and Iraq in succession, causing the United States to fight for more than ten years and directly causing millions of casualties in the Middle East.

No one dares to write his name on God’s list.

If Belsaria is really his granddaughter, Victor will let this old man live under the same roof for four generations in advance!

You have to soak her up no matter what.

As long as they get it, Victor and Mexico can be stable for at least ten or twenty years, because at the age of 70, the other party became George W. Bush's defense minister.

Victor never believed in bullshit love.

Anything that can bring benefits to yourself can be exchanged.

marriage?

It’s just one more person on the bed.

Victor is a real hero.

A hunk dropped from heaven should look like a hunk dropped from heaven.

"Casare."

"Boss!" Fat Hu looked at him hurriedly, waiting for his orders.

“Have you ever been in love?”

! ! ! !

Do you want to be so heartbroken?

“Talk!”

Victor turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

"The other party thinks that I am worthless and that I am poor and ran away with a drug dealer."

Do you think Casare is worthless?

Now he is the second-in-command of the Anti-Narcotics Force, a popular hot chick in Mexico, earning tens of thousands of dollars a day, and has no future?

What an irony!

"Drug dealer? Next time you catch me, I'll let you cut him into pieces!"

Casare smiled bitterly, "It should be a little difficult, that guy is selling drugs over there in Europe."

" Then go to Europe!"

"Wherever there are drugs, there must be our anti-drug troops!"

"We will go there."

Let these old drug dealers who have been around for decades take a look at what the new era's "Mo's" style of play is and bring out their fear.

……

US time. August 9, 19:00 pm.

A sheep from the state of Sonora ran into the neighboring state of Chihuahua and was divided and eaten by people.

While eating, I found a hangtag on it.

"Anti-narcotics police force, leader of the cooking squad of the 2nd Company of the 3rd Battalion!"

This completely confused the other party.

The anti-drug force was furious, TMD, you dare to eat my squad leader?

Bombardment of the border city of "Madeira" in the states of Sonora and Chihuahua.

咻咻咻咻…

The "heavy firepower battalion" of the ground police force assembled 20 Katyushas, ​​30 M114A1 155mm, and 10 antique M1918 155mm, and bombed the target point indiscriminately!

I must avenge the sheep squad leader.

And Vasily, the leader of the 336th regiment, one of the four regiments of the anti-drug force, told reporters accompanying the army.

“Afu’s status in Mexico is like Wojtek’s status in the Polish army. To us, he is our comrade-in-arms. The drug traffickers in Chihuahua state do not respect martial ethics and treat us badly. If someone attacks, we will definitely retaliate!”

“Today, we will enter Chihuahua”

This is what was later called in history: "The Battle of the Sheep Squad Leader!"

It's not like this has never happened before. A war broke out between El Salvador and Honduras in 1969 because of a domestic football match.

Is that an ordinary sheep?

That is my comrade-in-arms.

Shit…

Today I won’t give the ashes of you dog drug dealers to Yang, treating our anti-drug force as sick cats.

But...

Supervisor Sheep, you smell so good, your scent is still filling the air.

Tears flowed from the corners of my mouth.

……

(End of this chapter)

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