Chapter 240 Guzman, don’t cry, I’ll give you a big gift!
Back to the familiar Tijuana Security Department building.
Kennedy ran over and rushed to open the door.
Casare next to him fluttered his eyes, you opened the door, what should I do?
"Director, do you want to take a rest first? Are you so tired after coming back from the United States?"
Victor waved his hand, "Where is Uday?"
"Locked to the torture chamber."
Kennedy looked embarrassed and lowered his voice, "In Mexico City, he was beaten by our people. The bodyguard was also killed."
"Oh? What's the reason? I don't believe that my police officers will bully others for no reason."
The anti-drug force has a moral bottom line.
"Uday cursed you as a clown in front of Kwaukmot, and said that you are just a little policeman. No matter where you are, you should come to see him, not him to see you. Giancarlos was very upset after hearing this. I felt comfortable, so I beat him up and threw him on a plane to Tijuana."
Just say it.
How could you hit someone for no reason?
You are so mean-mouthed, you thought this was your Iraq?
If you call Victor Daddy, he will think you are ugly.
"A very good young man. He will be one of the places for further study this year. He will be promoted when the time comes."
Every time Victor stood up for me, I promoted him to a higher position and made him rich. He is the kind of police officer who charges into battles and sacrifices his life for me. I'm still not allowed to let smoke rise from his ancestral grave?
Understand the applause!
"Let's go and see Uday. You are a guest." Victor pulled down his sleeves and walked towards the execution room.
This is a place for Mexican international news. If you don’t have enough status or class, you won’t be able to get in. If you come in, it will be even more impossible for you to run away.
There are a lot of electric chairs, water torture, fire torture, etc., so you won’t be afraid of not opening your mouth.
Victor actually has no grudge against Uday, nor against Saddam, but you came to the door so hard that you didn't want to die. If the CIA knew that the White House thought I was dishonest, then the gain would outweigh the loss.
I have a very good relationship with my godfather now.
Arms aid will arrive tomorrow.
This is an opportunity to take sides.
There must be no mistake. Those bastards at the CIA may have prepared the manuscript by now and plan to hand it to Bush.
Of course, if nothing goes wrong, the best way is to give it to the Americans.
I don’t know how many things can be exchanged for one Uday.
Walking into the torture chamber, on the 3rd floor underground, the air was already thin and depressing. The lights flickered on and off, and screams could be heard coming from the rooms on both sides.
In the innermost room, a young man with black hair was seen tied to a cross with no wounds on his body.
"Don't hit me...don't hit me." He lowered his head and said nonsense. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and saw that his well-groomed beard had been shaved off.
"Uday?"
"Victor? Victor!" The other party stared, and he reached out his hand excitedly to catch him, but the rope tied to his body restricted his ability to play.
"You know me? It seems that I am quite famous in Iraq."
"You...why did you kidnap me? My father is Saddam, and I am in charge of the Iraqi Olympic Committee Man, you are destroying the relationship between the two countries, you will..." Uday's eyes were scarlet.
"Will I be beaten by your father?" Victor interrupted him directly and said seriously, "To be honest, I'm a little scared."
Casare next to him laughed appropriately.
Victor never joked, he was really a little scared.
Because, when he glanced at Uday with his right eye, he was simply shocked.
“Uday Hussain!”
male.
Born on June 18, 1964 in Iraq.
Graduated from Baghdad University.
When he was 18 years old, he was scolded by his intolerable teacher for causing trouble in class, and he slammed the door and left on the spot.
The next day, the teacher and his family of seven were found dead at home.
117 bullets were found at the scene.
In 1984, Saddam put his son in charge of managing the Iraqi sports community. Soon, the Iraqi Olympic Committee became a "hell on earth". Athletes who failed in the competition were sent directly to Uday's palace. "Zoo" where he feeds his pet tiger.
In 1988, Uday beat to death with a stick Kamel Hanna Jajjo, Saddam's confidant and bodyguard who tasted food on his behalf. The reason was that Kamel wanted to keep a concubine for Saddam. When Saddam found out about this, Thunder was furious and imprisoned Uday for 40 days.
In 1989, Uday had a verbal conflict with his brother Qusay Hussein, which turned into a fight between bodyguards!
27 innocent people were killed and 17 injured.
Afterwards, Saddam was very disappointed with him and considered removing him from the ranks of his successors.
…
Crime points: 1.12 billion!
Victor was startled, but then he quickly pulled up his score list. Sure enough, it soared from the original 1.2 billion to 2.3 billion!
"Recruit" Giancarlos has made another meritorious feat!
Who would have thought that a playboy and a pervert could have such a high criminal score and do so many outrageous things?
The red and purple numbers are comparable to a few Mexican drug lords. In this NMD, the son only has so many points, how much does the father get?
Does it have to exceed 5 billion, or even tens of billions?
You know, Uday Hussein does not yet have a formal position of power.
Anti-drug dealers are actually the least technical.
If the Siludamu regime is overthrown, how much will you get?
If Africa is swept across, those African warlords who have one after another are all unclean, and they will definitely be able to exchange for aircraft carriers.
Who said that the anti-drug force cannot become the "world police"?
After the death of the furry bear, Americans are waging wars all over the world. Can I get a bite to eat next to me?
What if…
Overthrown the Americans...
Victor swallowed and grunted, which was particularly obvious in this environment. Uday on the opposite side looked at the opponent's scalp, as if he wanted to eat himself.
“Thank you!”
Victor’s sudden thanks made him stunned.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will send you to a good place." He said to Uday as "gentlely" as possible.
"Contact the FBI and ask them to take him away."
FBI?
"I won't go! I won't go! 50 million U.S. dollars, let me go, and I'll give you 50 million!" Uday screamed so heartbreakingly.
"Don't be so nervous. I heard that there is a witness protection program in the United States. If you are willing to cooperate in testifying against the war crimes your father committed, maybe they will protect you." Victor said seriously explain.
Although the leader of the Sinaloa Cartel, "May" Zambada, died and was shot by Victor, his son was afraid of being implicated, so he went directly to the United States to join the witness project and identify Guz. Man.
Well protected by Americans.
They did a good job of killing people and killing people.
If Uday identifies Saddam...
Will "Old Yin X" send someone to kill him then?
After walking out of the execution room, Victor lit a cigarette for himself, "The FBI will give you more benefits. One Uday is worth at least 5 F14s!"
Kasare listened helplessly from behind.
Is the boss so obsessed with "Tomcats"?
"Five? I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." Kennedy was also in a dilemma next to him.
“Asking for price, paying back on the ground, don’t underestimate Uday’s role, maybe after the Yankees take it, they can end a war.” Victor squinted and took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile.
When the eldest son was born, Sha Damu had not succeeded in usurping the throne. He used his diapers to convey messages and finally won the championship. When he was very young, he planned to train him as his successor...
It took so much effort.
Americans can get more from Sha Damu.
Benefits are always exchanged. Victor exchanges a few F14s from the boss, so that’s not too much.
"Then I'll let people from the diplomatic department connect."
"Hurry up."
Victor took two steps and said, "By the way, send another company of 200 people to Mexico City. Giancarlos will be fully responsible. He will raise his police rank by three levels and become the director of the Anti-Narcotics Force's Mexico City office."
Casare looked at Kennedy with a confused look on his face?
Do you still have this position?
The other party also shook his head, but the director said yes, so now it is!
1.1 billion points, if it were not too shocking, Victor would have planned to give the opponent the head of the ground police force. With these points, when Kwaukmot approves his title, the number of people who can win will be even greater.
Explode troops!
Explode weapons!
Knocked out Chihuahua and Sinaloa by 1991.
Victor discovered new business opportunities in Uday.
Narcotics police are police officers.
Naweihe police are also police, right?
After I completely eliminate the drug traffickers, there will still be armed warlords in Africa, Latin America and other places. Those gangs of people will also seriously affect the living conditions of local civilians.
The wish of Emperor Wei...
A harmonious world!
"Director, Director..."
As soon as they came out of the cell and onto the ground, they saw James von Trumbull, the spokesman for the "Mexican Joint Operations Department", running over excitedly.
I didn’t pay attention to my step and stumbled.
Fortunately, Kennedy, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, helped me.
"Director, news came from the front line of Sonora state that Gomez Loera, the leader of the 17th Regiment of God's Masters affiliated with the Sinaloa Group, and 7 drug trafficker leaders were killed."
"He was ranked 7 of Hearts in the "Mexican Poker Wanted" we issued previously."
The Poker Wanted was originally invented by the Yankees in 2003, but Victor took him out in advance , ordering all playing card manufacturers within its territory to use this kind of cards.
Even casinos use this kind of cards.
Subtlely, all drug dealers are in a difficult situation.
The Ace of Spades is the drug lord: Guzman.
The King of Spades is Aguilar of Juarez.
The Queen of Spades is Abrego of the Gulf Group.
Gomez Loera is ranked No. 2 and No. 7 because he is a relative of Guzman and also holds a senior position in the drug trafficking group.
The reward amount is as high as: 2.2 million US dollars!
A deck of 55 cards.
The colorful JOKER (commonly known as "The King") is printed with explanatory text about the severe consequences of drug trafficking.
The black clown (JOKER, commonly known as "Little King") is printed with instructions about the consequences of taking drugs.
The rest are some famous drug dealers.
The new generation of leaders in Jalisco. El Porta Bridge is also on the list, located on the 6 of spades!
There are few more dangerous than him.
But if he continues to develop like this, maybe it won't be long before he can break into a few old aces.
In a place like Mexico, where drug dealers abound, Gomez Loera's 7 of Hearts can be considered a first-rate figure.
“There are still seven people left in the square sequence.” James von Trumbull, the spokesman for the “Mexican Joint Operations Department” said excitedly.
Of course Victor will not be stingy with his praise and gives a thumbs up.
“How did you die?”
"The Coast Guard used anti-ship missiles to kill them with one shot. Although everyone was killed, they learned from the captured drug dealers of the 17th Regiment that this was their headquarters, and the 17th Regiment also withdrew from the battlefield."< br>
"Send a congratulatory message to Sheriff Ivica Alonso."
"This news will be played on a loop on the news station tonight."
James von Te Ramble nodded vigorously.
“Where is Guzman’s mother?” Victor suddenly thought of it, raised his head and asked.
"In the hospital, when Task Force 141 was operating, she refused to cooperate and was shot twice in the leg. She is older and recovers slowly from the injury. The doctor said that amputation is needed."
Kennedy hesitated. After a moment, he added, "He killed a lot of civilians, tied their heads to the bridge, and informed us that if we don't send his mother back, he will kill 100 people every day!"
Victor Mi Looking at it, do you think he is someone who would accept threats?
Even if you kill his father, he might still ask you to give him a piece of cake.
“I didn’t expect them to be so affectionate as mother and son, so I’ll cut off a leg and send it to Guzman.”
"Let him hold his legs and cry when he misses his mother at night."
Victor's tone was disdainful, "He kills people every day, so I will remove some parts for his mother every day. I want to see him. Is he a filial son? ”
Too cruel!
Anyway, this has nothing to do with Victor, but that lady is indeed Guzman’s lady.
“By the way, tie the bow to look good, and when giving a gift, you have to pay attention to the packaging.”
"Understood." Casare hurriedly responded.
……
Mexico City. National Palace.
As soon as Cuaukmote went to work, he received a letter from Tijuana.
This means: The collective officials and 8 million people of Baja California and Sonora are demanding a promotion for Victor.
"Governor of the Northern Province of Mexico?"
When Cuauquemot saw this official title, he was also confused.
Of course he is knowledgeable and knows what the word governor means.
Although there are many governors-general in modern civilization, such as the Governor-General of Australia, the Governor-General of New Zealand, the Governor-General of Canada, etc., they have no power and are only representatives of the Queen.
It’s the mascot.
But it's obvious that Victor doesn't want to be like this.
What he wants is extreme power!
What he wants is the name of all the northern states.
Kwaukmot knew that the other party had ambitions, but he didn’t expect... This is simply reversing the course of history!
He picked up the phone next to him and was about to call Victor and ask him what he wanted to do? !
But when he picked up the phone, he didn't dare.
What should I do if I get scolded by Victor?
Will he scold himself?
Yes?
No?
Kwaukmot's hands were trembling. He didn't dare to bet. If his "asking" made the other party feel offended, would he still be able to hold on to this position?
He slowly put down the microphone.
Mexico needs him now.
He pressed another phone, "Get ready, let the Senate members in Mexico City hold a meeting. If you can get there from other places, please get there as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be regarded as abstaining and the time will be set at Tomorrow morning.”
Although the secretary over there didn’t know why he was so anxious.
But the president's order was an order, and he obeyed it.
Quaukmote picked up the cigarette on the table.
He likes to use matches.
But after swiping it several times in succession, it didn’t get angry.
Governor of the Northern Province?
After that...
Will he also serve as the governor of the Southern Province again?
Then...
I, what am I, Kwaukmot?
He was a little confused.
……
(End of this chapter)