Chapter 241: How can I fight with Victor when I can’t bear to let him go?
"Anti-narcotics forces killed the leader of the Sinaloa drug cartel, Gomez Loera, the leader of the 17th Regiment of the Divine Master at 9 a.m. on August 10, 1990..."
On TV.
The female reporter with blond hair has a broad mind and is working hard on the manuscript.
The female reporters at Tijuana TV are very "biu special".
There is a seven of hearts hanging next to the TV, and there is a photo on it. Gomez Loera looks like a dead ghost, and he looks like he will not live long.
On that pattern, draw a big X!
“The External Propaganda Department of the Anti-Narcotics Force stated that Gomez Loera will be removed from the new playing cards, and the specific replacement personnel will be added within 24 hours.”
"Also, the bounty for everyone involved in the spades sequence will be increased by 1 million U.S. dollars. Guzman's bounty for the Ace of Spades will be as high as 45 million U.S. dollars!"
These messages circulated in several cities in Sonora and Baja California. broadcast.
Many people saw it.
This news is nothing.
But that 45 million US dollars is deeply stimulating the nerves of some people.
What could you do with the money in 1990?
You can buy a mansion in the most prosperous area of New York, and then hire Filipino maids, drivers, and gardeners, which can also solve 99% of your life's troubles. You can even be a VIP in many banks.
The local upper class in New York will welcome you to join.
Just kill Guzman.
You can achieve a leap in wealth and class in your life.
It’s not like no one has done it before.
But... the people who have done it are currently not in the service area.
Just when will Tiandi Bank open its business?
You can't receive these messages in Chihuahua and Sinaloa, on their TV channels.
This is how the people see it.
“The ground troops of the barbarian tyrant Victor were defeated, killing and wounding more than 2,000 people, a regiment commander was killed, and Kennedy Heisenberg was seriously injured!”
A country is good. Several channels, this is simply an insult to Emperor Wei!
However, it is Guzman who is the most angry now.
Things in his office were smashed again.
"Waste! Waste!"
He cursed loudly in the large flat floor of more than 100 square meters, "On such a large battlefield, the missile hit him directly. Did he have a GPS installed on his head? There’s an antenna on your butt!”
The other confidants didn’t dare to say anything. Only Arturo bent down to pick up an ashtray and put it on the table. “Boss, the 17th Regiment didn’t receive much damage. Loss, just rearrange someone to take over Gomez Loera’s position.”
"Is there anyone else in the Loera family?" Guzman said with a frown.
My cousins and cousins are all dying and running away, and there is still some shit under my hands.
Is it Fortress Juarez and the Gulf Group?
It would be better for Guzman to take command himself.
"Let the American consultants take temporary charge. The 17th Regiment retreated to Dunsavi City in Sinaloa for repairs. The 19th Regiment, the 3rd Regiment and the heavy artillery battalion were pulled up. We must take back this triangle area and pile it up in the warehouse. If the goods can’t get out, we can only go around in a circle.”
The warehouse is full of goods NMD.
Several transportation channels in the north are directly blocked by Victor. If Madeira is occupied again, Sinaloa, the "hub" of the triangle and the gathering place for drugs, will be even more difficult.
Only by sea or in a circle from the southern states.
The goods can be shipped, but the cost has increased, at least 20% more.
It’s all money here.
The most important thing is that without them, drug addicts in the United States will not be able to survive. Guzman is a good seller who considers his "customers".
We will never pass it off as a good product, nor will we use alum and rock sugar to pretend to be drugs. That is all fraud.
In business, the key is to compare your feelings with your own.
He can understand the demands of drug dealers.
It is said that many people have called the Sinaloa drug cartel, hoping that they will ship the goods quickly.
Arturo nodded, and when he was about to leave, he heard a knock on the door.
"Get out! Get out!" Guzman shouted towards the outside.
The voice outside paused, and then a trembling voice said, "Sir, there is something...no, it is goods, nor..."
"Get in."
Arturo went up and opened the door, and saw a young man standing at the door, holding a box in his hand, with an expression like his dead father.
"What?" Guzman said, frowning.
"The items delivered by Tijuana Freight Company expressly have your signature written on them." The younger brother placed it tremblingly on the ground, nodded and bowed to the elder brother, "Sir, I, I have something else to do, I'll go first Busy. "
Guzman waved his hand, and the other person ran away quickly.
Arturo looked at his back, frowning, and then looked at the opened package on the ground. His sixth sense made him feel a little depressed.
“Open it and take a look.”
A boy rushed forward with quick eyesight and quick hands. When he opened it, he saw a thigh lying sideways with a bow on it, and a greeting card that read: Guzman~Your mother’s leg!
The younger brother who opened the box was so sweaty that he fell down.
Holy shit!
As soon as he trembled, the hysterical roar of the boss sounded around him.
Guzman pushed him away, knelt on the ground, and looked at the leg. He could see a black spot on the back right side of the ankle. This was his mother's leg. He immediately shouted Say, "Mom! Mom!"
Beat your chest and stamp your feet!
The younger brothers stood aside and looked at the boss like this, swallowed their saliva, and then looked at Arturo, who also had a serious expression.
It’s over.
Guzman is a mama’s boy!
Because his mother reportedly said that the bed he lived in was uncomfortable, he flew a bed from the United States that was said to be exactly the same as the one in the White House. But he is a filial son.
Arturo also knew that in order to get his wife back, Guzman even planned to bow to the Mexican government. As long as you return his wife, he is willing to donate 100 million U.S. dollars to the government, and as long as the territory actually controlled by the Sinaloa Group will not be removed within a year. There have been repeated attacks against government personnel.
But that hasn’t been discussed yet.
Tijuana will send a leg first.
Arturo couldn't even comfort him. Guzman, who was crying loudly, hugged the leg, with red paper spread underneath, and written in Spanish: Please don't cry, you still have one leg.
"Victor!"
"Victor!!!"
Guzman roared angrily.
The large flat glass seemed to be shattered by him.
But what’s the point of calling you that?
Victor's parents are both dead, and there is no weakness at all.
That’s it.
There will be no more peace in Mexico.
Arturo is a little confused. Guzman can't even protect his wife. Is there really a future?
Of the four brothers, only two are left...
"Hey~"
He didn't know where the road was and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Guzman gritted his teeth and stood up, his eyes were scarlet, showing that he was forcing himself to calm down, "Pause the bombardment of Madeira."
He paused, with a hint of emotion in his tone. Feeling lonely, "Call Victor, I want to talk to him."
He is still not ruthless enough.
Isn’t it mom?
If you die, get another one, and let your dad find another one.
No courage at all.
How to fight Victor?
Langley, Virginia, USA.
"You mean, Uday Hussein was arrested in Mexico?" FBI boss Floyd I. Clark asked the employee in front of him in shock.
Afraid that the other party would not understand, he emphasized again, "Saddam's son?"
The confidant employee standing in front of him nodded, also a little dumbfounded, "According to Victor's intention , Saddam wanted to unite other countries to fight against the United States, but he refused, and then directly kidnapped the person and asked the FBI to arrest him. "
Floyd I. Clark. Zhang's face looked as if he had eaten shit, which was indescribable.
Are there any such outrageous operations?
Mexico should indeed be "classified" into the anti-American camp. More than 2 million square kilometers of land have been occupied by the United States. It is impossible not to feel resentful.
But isn’t it too stupid for you to go to Mexico yourself to win over others?
But then I thought about it.
What kind of brain can a person who killed his father's bodyguard have?
Bodyguard Kamel (Kamel Hanna Jajjo) saved Si Damu’s life three times. Even at the last moment, he was sent to watch over his son, hoping that he would not cause trouble. In addition to being a bodyguard, he is also a brother.
But such a confidant was killed by him.
Floyd I. Clark loved Eastern history, and he remembered a little story.
In ancient times, there was a person named Li Ji in the East. Her son was Liu Rong, the prince, the son of Liu Qi, Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty. One day the emperor was about to die, and he expressed his true feelings to Li Ji.
But this bitch didn’t know what was wrong, so she just said, "Old dog!"
The dying Emperor Jing of Han got up immediately, deposed the prince, and imprisoned him Li Ji.
History and reality are full of stupid and arrogant people.
When Amin of Uganda was in power, he wrote a love letter to the Queen of England, asking for her underwear, and even wanted her to marry him, but said that not in the UK, because according to Africa, men are superior to women, and she You have to follow yourself back to Africa.
Moreover, she is not the eldest, she can only be the youngest, because she has the eldest wife above her.
My butt feels numb.
During World War II, the Italian army surrendered en masse because they could not open ammunition boxes.
The world is just a big grassroots team. It’s not that you are awesome, but that your colleagues are useless!
Things you think are impossible have actually happened.
"Director, do we want it?" the employee asked softly.
"Yes! Why not? The United States is at war with Iraq, and Uday will definitely be of great use."
"But this kind of thing is done by the CIA. I'm afraid..."
Floyd I. Clark stared, "What are you afraid of? It's not like FBI people went to Mexico to arrest people. They were arrested by the Mexican people. When the time comes, you can send Victor some banners and some bonuses."< br>
“Victor wants to have the power to purchase in the US military factory.…” the employee said with a sneer.
Floyd raised his head and looked at him, and the other party blinked.
“He made it very clear on the phone that he hopes we can help him contact us.”
“Arms purchase rights? Can’t we just let him negotiate with the arms dealer himself?” Lloyd blurted out.
The employee looked at him and said, "Mexico is too close."
Yes, it is too close...
Many things are inconvenient.
The Pentagon is unlikely to agree.
"If the negotiation goes down, he is willing to give us this amount." The confidant employee made a hand gesture, which meant half a million US dollars.
The two of them worked together.
When we served as the CIA office in Europe, the two of us had a lot of money. If you didn’t take it, how could I get it? I won’t take it? How can Commissioner Geng get it? If Commissioner Geng doesn't take it, how can you and I make progress?
Do you think that the position of director is just begging?
Floyd walked around the office with his hands on his hips, and finally gritted his teeth, "Okay, I will contact the White House right away."
"Director, you should contact the Justice Department Minister, please vent." The employee whispered, "He has the weight to speak in front of Mr. President. If you go directly and make a fuss with the CIA, we may not get any credit, and we will be accused of meddling in overseas arrangements. ”
"Put all the blame on Victor."
Floyd looked embarrassed, thought for a moment, and cursed angrily, "Son of a bitch, the CIA!"
He is the bastard. Not as valuable as an orthodox son.
"I remember, didn't the military transport a batch of weapons to Mexico tomorrow? Then you can follow and have a secret talk with Victor."
"Launder my money."
This sentence is the main point.
……
(End of this chapter)