Chapter 259 Casare: What? My aunt gave birth to a son?
Thud, tug, tug!
Bullets hit the luxury car like a rain of descendants.
It doesn’t matter whether you have a Mercedes-Benz or a Maverick...
TMD, they all have to be turned into scrap metal!
Not practical at all.
I don’t know why I’m wasting so much money, I can’t even defend against bullets of a few millimeters!
Ah bah!
Junk!
This is the reason for the poor sales.
The troop carrier was set on fire.
The armed men who were still dazed and a little sleepy inside were killed in an instant. Fortunately, there was one who was leaning on the outside and jumped out of the car as soon as the gunfire rang out.
But it’s unlucky to say the least.
I didn't do it right this time. The forefoot hit the door of the troop carrier and fell directly from it. The head hit the ground directly, and the neck was twisted at a weird angle.
Staring, he didn't expect that he would carry it like this.
It's probably hopeless...
This is so...
It makes no sense.
This kind of quality is like a straggler.
Gather at the entrance of the village! Bring your own spear, shield, helmet, armor and knives! The master is in charge of the food!
The doors of the two vans suddenly opened, and M2 Browning large-caliber heavy machine guns were placed at the door, shooting at the roadside!
The bullet flew past Rommel's scalp.
Fortunately, Fedor von Bock, the adjutant next to him, grabbed him, otherwise, he would really have died here.
A corporal held an M72LAW rocket launcher, aiming and firing within 3 seconds. The tail fin roared towards the van with a scream!
The armed man driving the heavy machine gun was wearing sunglasses and was scanning happily. He thought he was a little thief from somewhere, but damn, a rocket flew out of the woods!
"Ah~" He opened his mouth suddenly, and the glasses fell off his face. It was too late to run away, so he could only say, "omg!"
Boom~!
The van was blown up into the sky. Of course, this is an exaggeration. It just turned into a fireball and hit a Porsche heavily, turning it from convex to concave. No one inside even screamed.
Rommel took out the whistle and blew it hard.
The adjutant next to him, Fedor von Bock, screamed strangely and rushed out with his M16. After hearing this, a company of soldiers also got up from the ground and rushed onto the road.
Suddenly hundreds of people rushed out.
Who the hell can stand it?
"Surrender! We surrender!" Four or five people knelt on the ground and threw their weapons on the ground.
"Get down! Get down!" Adjutant Fedor von Bock shouted loudly, looking at them warily
But the other party's accent looked like he was from out of town. In addition, Fedor's tone was not very good, and those people were obviously nervous.
Ji Li Gua!
Frustrated, Fedor von Bock pulled the trigger directly!
Tu tu tu tu~
Kill them all to death.
"Fuck you! Don't you speak Spanish?" He raised his middle finger towards the corpse, and fired three shots into one man's head without feeling relieved.
Much more comfortable!
See, mastering another foreign language can really save your life sometimes.
"Deputy company commander, there is a living person here!"
Not far away, a first-class soldier pulled a woman out of the Mercedes-Benz, dragging her hair. The woman was crying and shouting. Begging, even kneeling on the ground and shouting, but luckily, she could speak Spanish.
"Don't cry..." Fedor von Bock comforted him, but the other person was still crying. He went up with a big mouth, pulled the other person's hair, and twisted it up hard, "Shut up. Mouth! Bitch X!”
"If you cry again, it will be your turn!"
The woman's eyes were filled with tears and her whole body was shaking with fear. She could only sob softly.
The soldiers next to you are no longer surprised. Do you really think Victor’s soldiers have a good temper?
"Who are you? Where do you come from? Where are you going?" Fedor von Bock asked with narrowed eyes.
"I...I don't know."
Bang!
A slap!
“Give you another chance!”
The woman’s face was swollen and her teeth were missing. She really couldn’t bear it anymore. She continued to cry with blood in her mouth. , "I really don't know!"
"Tough talk!" Fedor von Bock went up and started working from left to right, and his big mouth directly hit the opponent's face black and blue.
After hitting the opponent more than ten times in a row, the opponent was knocked unconscious.
The platoon leader next to him couldn't stand it anymore, "Deputy company commander, could it be...she really doesn't know."
Fedor von Bock raised his eyebrows and lowered his head. He looked at the woman who looked like a pig head and kicked her in the stomach, "I don't know, why don't you tell me! You're not honest at all!"
He had such a bad temper that he pulled the gun and pointed it at the woman. Just empty the magazine.
“Waste of time!”
The officers and soldiers were all silent.
I heard that the deputy company commander was hit in the head by a cannonball during a drug raid. It looked like he really hurt his head.
He walked back to Rommel cursing and saw the other man holding this certificate in his hand.
Fedor von Bock looked at the cover of the document and frowned. It was a badge, in the shape of a perfect circle, with a thin golden band on the outer circle and a blue background in the circle.
In the upper part of the circle, there are the words "CENTRALINTELLIGENCEAGENCY" in white fonts surrounding most of the circle, which is "Central Intelligence Agency". The lower part of the circle has a yellow streamer with red characters on it. The font reads "United States of America". Together, these two items clearly point out that the agency represented by this badge is the "United States Intelligence Agency."
Not to mention, the badge is quite nice.
But why did the CIA appear in Sinaloa openly?
Don’t talk about undercover!
Your undercover agent brings his ID when he goes out.
Still riding in so many luxury cars?
"CIA? These people are Americans? No wonder, I feel a little sick when I see them." Fedor von Bock said in surprise.
"Does the deceased in this certificate match the person?" Rommel glanced at him and looked at the sergeant in front of him and asked.
"That's right. The man was killed in the car. He was shot in the chest. His face was not damaged. You can see clearly..." the sergeant nodded.
"Company Commander, Company Commander~" At this time, a corporal was shouting not far away. Rommel ran over, "What's wrong!"
"This! Look at it, does it look like this? Like the 10 of Hearts in Poker Wanted? "Treviño Morales!" the corporal squatted down and lifted up a corpse, wiping the blood from his face and saying excitedly.
Treviño Morales, nicknamed "Z-7!"
The No. 3 figure in the famous killer group "Los Zetas" of the Sinaloa drug cartel, and also the "Hermosillo Steel" "Factory", because all the surviving personnel died in the previous sequence, he directly became the third in command.
Typically, as long as you live long, you can rise to the top!
He is notorious for being cruel and ruthless, and was once described as "the pleasure is to make life worse than death".
The Governor-General of the North and the Mexican government offered rewards of US$2 million and US$700,000 respectively for the capture of Treviño.
In 1988 he ordered the killing of 72 Central and South American immigrants in the northern Mexican town of San Fernando. The next year, authorities discovered mass graves and 278 corpses in the town...
It was all his fault!
"This guy can really run! He didn't die at the Hermosillo Steel Plant, but he was killed by us here!" the corporal said with great relief.
But Rommel frowned and looked at each other with Fedor von Bock, "Did the CIA and drug dealers get involved?"
"Drug dealers just now Blow up the Statue of Liberty..." Rommel murmured, but the next second he said to himself, "Yes, if the CIA becomes shameless, my mother can give it to others."
"But why are they getting together with drug traffickers? They can't deal with Mr. Governor, right?"
Fedor interrupted Rommel's thoughts, "Company Commander, I think this matter should be left to the intelligence department Go check it out, this matter is big or small!”
“Yes, satellite phone! I want to contact General Kennedy directly!”
Because the establishment is small, company-level cadres are also He was allowed to speak directly to Kennedy in order to prevent something unexpected from happening.
The main focus of the battlefield is efficiency!
Of course, no one hits anyone without any reason.
Isn’t that a lack of money?
When Kennedy, who was sitting at the headquarters, heard the "speculation" about this matter, his heart sank, "I understand, I will convey it to Mr. Governor."
He thought Enough that the CIA is actually working with drug dealers?
Whose idea was that?
Does the White House have a grudge against Victor?
Or is it the CIA’s own decision?
After hanging up the phone, Kennedy didn't dare to stay for a moment and called directly to Tijuana.
Mr. Victor!
Your godfather doesn’t love you anymore!
……
New York. Times Square!
In KFC. Casare, Victor's number one lackey, looked happy.
Because his mother and four younger siblings came to see her. They hadn’t seen each other for a long time, almost a year.
When the boss first started to gain momentum, he was afraid that his family would suffer, so he asked Best to send them to the United States first. Later, after the "Police Family Home" on Guadalupe Island was established, he also thought about bringing them back.
But the education and resources in the United States are indeed better than those in Mexico.
Moreover, Victor didn’t force them and just let them stay here.
I was living a good life and spent millions to buy a luxury house, which directly transcended the class.
"Brother, eat it~" The youngest sister dipped the fries in ketchup and handed them to him. Casare ate them with a smile and touched her head.
"Your aunt gave birth to a son." Camilla Sodi, Casare's mother, said with a smile. She still has dimples and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but it can be seen that she was very beautiful when she was young.
When she was young, she was an actress, but she was not famous. XOOX was big and free-spirited, and she had a wide range of acting roles. She mainly played some "you know" roles.
Later, when I was 18 years old, I met Casare’s ghost father, a wandering singer. The two fell in love at first sight, but in fact they just fell in love with each other.
With a bust size of at least 34E, who wouldn’t be confused after seeing it?
Casare was born when he was 20 years old, but his father hooked up with the girlfriend of a drug dealer when he went out to sing, and then... he was sent to see God. .
Human nature is weak, but motherhood is strong.
Forcibly dragging Casare's four children to grow up.
Camila Sodi is not yet 50 years old.
The hard days in the past made her very poor, and she thought about selling her XX in exchange for money, but she has her pride, and now that Casare has made money, she also knows how to take care of her skin, and her skin has improved a lot. , the whole person seems to still have charm.
Don’t let Victor see your mother.
Otherwise, he will come for real.
The age difference is less than 20 years.
Is this a gap?
As long as the steering wheel is good, an old car can drive 100 yards.
Later, there was a real man in France. His wife was 24 years older than him. When she graduated from college, he was just born. It was a "jaw-dropping" love story.
"Oh? What's your name?" Casare asked with a smile.
"Dragan!"
"??!" The smile on Casare's face froze when he heard the name. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of his expression. brother.
“How did you choose this name?”
“Your aunt thinks he is Dragan and hopes he can grow up safely.” Camilla Sodi said.
I hope he doesn't die young like his damn brother.
"I want to go back to Mexico to see her, and by the way, see Mr. Victor. I want to thank him for allowing our family to live a good life."
Casare thought for a while , the area currently controlled by the Governor-General of Mexico is not said to be very safe, but there are always eight points.
Who dares to make trouble?
Who dares to cause trouble?
"Okay, you might as well go back and take a look."
Camila Sodi smiled happily, took out a piece of paper and wiped the corners of her little daughter's mouth, but Casare's sharp eyes suddenly caught sight of her mother. A name is tattooed on my wrist.
It seems like a man’s name?
He grabbed Camilla Sodi's wrist, "Mom, what is this?"
"I know, I know!" the little girl raised her hand and said, "It's Mommy's Boy" Friends.”
Camila Sodi admitted generously and nodded, "Yes, what do you think?"
Casare looked into the other person's eyes. She was very nervous and her eyes were a little dodgey. Obviously, she His mood is not as calm as his tone seems.
"Of course, this is your freedom, mother, you should go find your love."
Looking at the other party's appearance, Casare said gently, he felt that it was hard work The mother who has lived her whole life should also have her own life.
But before the smile on Casare's face faded, he heard his little sister continue to say, "That man is 30 years younger than my mother! And...and he...he also takes drugs!"
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"Felikna!" Camila Sodi yelled.
Drug taking?
Casare squinted his eyes instantly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very...
"Misunderstanding, Casare, he is not an addict." Camila Sodi hurriedly explained.
"Of course, mom, don't worry, I won't listen to one side of the story. It's best if he's not a drug dealer. If he is..."
Casare paused deliberately, "I'll blow his head off!"
My boss, Mr. Victor, the anti-drug tyrant, and I, the anti-drug pioneer, tell me that the girlfriend my mother found is a drug addict. of?
Hehehe...
Do you really think Casare is a Buddhist?
Camilla Sodi was very anxious: "Listen to me..."
"Mom, please let Felikna finish." Casare looked at him gloomily. This look made the other party tremble and feel a little scared!
That look...
Camila Sodi had seen it before when she lived in the slums, in the eyes of a murderer!
"Felikna, can you tell brother, do you know anything else? You can tell me if you know it." Casare smiled and touched the heads of his younger siblings and said gently.
The second brother is older and knows that certain things cannot be said, so he keeps his head down. The third brother and fourth sister are young and ignorant. Although their mother's expression seems wrong, they still hesitate and say it.
"One time, he was sleeping in our house, and I saw him take out a needle and give an injection to his arm. Here." Felikna pointed to her arm, "I saw you when I was in Mexico. Many people have used it this way."
"And he also used it for Felik and Kurt. If mother hadn't come, they would have been injected by him, and mother would have quarreled with him. I gave my mother a slap in the face.”
“Hit me in the face!”
Kasare looked at Camilla Sodi with fire in his chest, and the latter looked like The child who did something wrong lowers his head.
The awkward look made Casare feel sour, "Mom, where is he?"
"No, please, no~" Camila Sodi knew what her son was going to do, she begged.
"Mom, your son is different. He is no longer a Mexican policeman who is looked down upon by others. I am now the governor of the three states of the Northern Governorate of Mexico! I, the eldest, am the governor!"
"No one can bully my family and tell me where he is!"
"No, I like him very much..."
"Why do you keep taking drugs like this? Come back to Mexico with me, I'll introduce you to the boss!" Kasare was furious and muttered.
"Where is he?!"
But Camilla Sodi didn't say anything, and the guests around also saw this scene and looked at it strangely, not knowing what happened.
On the other hand, the girl sitting at the table closest to them heard it clearly and looked at him in surprise.
During the stalemate, the phone on the table rang.
Camila Sodi stretched out her hand to take it, but Fatty Ka was faster. He turned on the phone and turned on the speakerphone, and a tired voice came, "Dear, can you come here? MGM?”
Casare looked at his mother, but she remained silent. However, the sister Felikna next to him was very smart and leaned over. "Mom is not here, what do you want?"
The man on the other end was startled. , and then he cursed loudly in front of the child, "This bitch! Felikna, tell your mother to come over with the money quickly. I'm at MGM, don't delay my getting rich."
"Remember, you must hurry up."
After saying that, he hung up.
Casare looked at Camila Sodi expressionlessly, "Is this your boyfriend? Are you a bitch if you open and close your mouth?"
The ridicule in this tone made the latter a little unable to hold his head up.
Casare took out the phone from his suit pocket and dialed a number, "Hey, go to MGM and call someone..." He grabbed Camila Sodi's wrist and looked at that Names, not English and Spanish.
“What’s his name?”
Camilla Sodi just refused to say it. A woman who had been alone for a long time looked exactly like she had never been in love. She fell into love with just a few words. .
Sometimes, women also have low self-esteem.
Just being PUA!
"This is Japanese, and the name is Kashima Noriyasu!" The girl who had been sitting and listening for a long time suddenly said.
Casare glanced at her, frowned, nodded, picked up the phone, "A man named Kashima Noriyasu, found him..."
"Put his mouth in Beat him to pieces and cut off his ears. I'll come back to you later."
"Don't let him die so easily."
Casare said it very lightly...
Mom...
You should change your boyfriend!
(End of this chapter)