Chapter 272 Victor gained enlightenment and the Vieri family ascended to heaven!

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A whip struck Mexico City Mayor Eduardo Galeano, leaving him with no good flesh on his body.

The wound on his face even turned outwards, and there was bloodshot saliva at the corner of his mouth. The whole person was confused and confused.

He was still mumbling, "I...I am the mayor..."

The Taibao who was whipping was a little tired, so he picked up the mineral water lying next to him and drank it. He smashed the remaining bottle over, grabbed Eduardo Galeano's hair with a grin, and spat on it. On his face, "Mayor? Whose mayor are you? Do you have Mr. Victor's approval?"

Do you have an official seal on your butt!

Eduardo Galeano raised his head, his eyes were swollen, "I! I am the legal municipality of Mexico City..."

Before he could finish speaking, a slap as big as a palm fan came to him. As he drew his bow from left to right, his swollen face suddenly became much "wider".

Let you pretend to be X!

Zi~

Just when Eduardo Galeano was unconscious, the door of the room was opened, and a Taibao ran in from the outside. He pulled the person who beat him and whispered for two seconds. In short, the two people left just like that.

Is this...paused?

Eduardo Galeano was relieved.

Pat, pat...

The crisp footsteps seemed particularly heavy in this quiet cell.

He raised his head hard, and a dull voice came from his ears, "Eduardo."

"Quauquemot!"

Eduardo· Galeano opened his eyes suddenly. He was so familiar with this voice that he could recognize it even if he turned into ashes.

Quaukmot looked at him condescendingly, his eyes complicated.

“Are you here to laugh at me?” Eduardo Galeano laughed at himself in a hoarse voice, “What are you doing here if the aloof Mr. President is not sitting in the National Palace, kneeling and licking the Governor of the North? ?”

“Kneeling and licking? That’s cooperation!” Quaukmot frowned.

“Do you believe it?” Eduardo Galeano asked back, with a face full of sarcasm.

The other party fell silent immediately.

"When you put the Viceroyalty of the North above Mexico, you! You become the sinner of Mexico! Victor is a dictator..."

"But he is not a drug dealer." Quauquemot interrupted. After hearing his words, his emotions suddenly rose, "Do you want Mexico to become a drug-prone country?" A paradise for traffickers? To make more than 100 million drug addicts? I am the president, and I know who I should be responsible for!"

"I will not allow Mexico to become an imperial system. This is anti-humanity. Yes, this is blasphemy to the whole people!" Eduardo Galeano shouted loudly.

“Don’t put your hat on me, Eduardo, you and I are both mature politicians, and I understand what you want...”

“It’s nothing more than my position! Right? !” Quaucecmot looked at him with a gloomy look, “For the sake of all of Mexico, you are just a failed traitor.”

Everyone likes to find excuses for their "mistakes".

It’s best to take the moral high ground.

This may be useful to other people, but don’t say this in front of Emperor Wei. He will let you try the "three old things": dismemberment by a Humvee, artillery execution, and hanging by a helicopter!

This last one has not been implemented yet.

However, it is said that the Governor's Mansion is selecting people. They have to find someone with a certain status, tie them around their ankles, and then hover in the sky. Of course, they cannot tie them around their necks, otherwise the death will be too cheap.

You are hanging on your neck, the blood is flowing backwards... Tsk, tsk, tsk!

"You're talking nonsense!" Eduardo Galeano seemed to have been stepped on, and his voice suddenly became sharp. He struggled hard, trying to fight the other person, but was tied up.

"Too!" A mouthful of bloody phlegm was spat on his face.

Kwaukmot's face became gloomy and his face twitched, and the last bit of mercy disappeared with this spit.

“Incompetent waste!”

After saying that, he turned around and left. He actually came here just to ask why the other party betrayed him, and did he do anything bad to him?

But on the way, he figured out that it was just a pressure on him, and he wanted to go further, that's all.

You have become a bitch and still want to put on your clothes?

“Quauquemot!” Eduardo Galeano roared loudly. The look in the other person’s eyes before leaving deeply hurt him, but what greeted him was just the door closing again. And... the darkness of fear!

When Cuauquemot walked out, Giancarlos stood outside. Obviously he knew everything inside. He reached out and handed over a piece of paper. The former took it and wiped the saliva on his face, " Please take good care of Eduardo for me.”

"Okay, sir."

Gancarlos glanced at the Taibao, who nodded and walked back in with his whip.

"Sir, the Northern Governor-General hopes to send someone to take over the position of the arrested betrayer."

Kwaukemot paused at his feet, and he opened his mouth, understanding that the north would not Satisfied that he is surrounded by trash, he wants to place his own people, so...his own power.

He was a little confused and didn't know what he said wrong. He turned his head and looked at Giancarlos, "Does Mr. Victor plan to proclaim himself emperor?"

"???" The other party was confused by the question. Is it so direct?

Would you like to be more subtle?

For example, did Victor the Great want to rule Mexico?

It’s hard for me to answer this question.

“I think you have to consult Mr. Governor personally on this matter. However, as subordinates, we will unconditionally abide by any decision he makes. Not only me, but also the 100,000 soldiers of the Northern Governor’s Mansion think so. ! ”

Quaukmot nodded and walked into the car.

He finally understood a word, rise and fall, honor and disgrace depend on one person!

He leaned back and said, "Gomez~"

The new secretary sitting in the co-pilot turned his head quickly. He was wearing a pair of glasses. He was young and smart.

“When I go back, I will check to see if there is any reliable imperial title in ancient Mexico. If not, then look at the whole of Latin America.”

"???Sir, do you want to study history?"

Kwaukemot didn't answer him, and looked into the distance through the window.

He only asks Victor to crown him with the title when necessary!

Since he wants to be the emperor, he has to "invite" himself, and he is determined to be this die-hard horse boy! !

No one can stop Jesus! He has to come second!

No, there is another opponent.

Casare Gonzalez!

That guy is a proficient in flattering, and I must surpass him when necessary.

“Sneeze!”

Tijuana, Security Minister Building.

Casare sneezed, picked up the remote control and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner. The circles under his eyes were heavy. As soon as the boss went out, everything was left to him, which made him very stressed. I'm afraid that the boss will come back and I won't be able to do it well.

He is the "Standing Deputy Governor".

"Huh?" He suddenly picked up a purchase application form in his hand, which was submitted by the external department. After all, Mexico is an "importing" country and does not have a complete industrial system at all.

This is the real thing that can’t even make a pen tip.

Of course, when the North American Trade Agreement was signed, the Canadian dog above and the American eagle below took off, dragging Mexican worms!

A relatively complete and diversified industrial system was only established in 2000.

If you don't sign this "traitorous" agreement, the bosses won't want to take you to play. If you want to engage in industry, you will never be allowed to do so!

So, the industries after the millennium, including petrochemicals, electric power, mining, metallurgy, etc., are all in the hands of Americans.

As for the northern territory controlled by Victor, the bones of American big capital have not moved yet. It is not yet time, but some petty bourgeoisie factories are constantly being compressed. Americans will never be allowed to be the emperor here.

So a lot of things are imported from other parts of Europe and Asia, and the purchasing department also has a lot of power.

But...

"Importing 1.2 million rounds of ammunition from India?" Casare knew every word of this, but when combined, TMD, it was a bit confusing.

You are not afraid of explosions either!

Can Asan’s things be used?

He picked up the phone angrily and called the person in charge of the commercial department, "You! Immediately! Immediately! Come to my office."

The people on the other side were frightened and hurriedly screamed. He ran over and was still out of breath when he knocked on the door and came in.

"Sir!"

"Can you tell me, what is this?" Casare handed over the purchase order, "1.2 million rounds of ammunition cost 1.2 million US dollars?! This is what I Bear with it, but who asked you to import it from India? Moreover, we have our own channels and we don’t need to rely on others for weapons and ammunition.”

“If you can’t give me an explanation, I will give you an explanation! ! ”

The person in charge of the commercial department wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his voice, and was about to speak when Casare shouted angrily, "Stand up straight and say it!"

The other party laughed sarcastically, "This purchase is from Vie Mr. Li talked about it."

"Which Vieri?" Fatty Ka frowned.

The boss also has this surname.

"Olinjo Fafte Vieri!"

When Casare heard the name, his head got dizzy and he cursed.

Actually, this man is really related to Victor. Although his parents died young, he has other relatives.

Mexicans attach great importance to family and are very fertile. Victor’s direct relatives are few, but the Vieri family is very prosperous.

It turns out that they are not purely Mexicans.

I came from Italy 200 years ago and have taken root in this land for a long time. However, there is no leader and there are no celebrities in the family. The surname Vieri is simply unknown.

But who knows...

Victor was born out of nowhere. What does it mean that one person attains enlightenment and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven?

He did not arrange important positions for his relatives. After all, do you believe that these bullshit relatives should be killed?

The population of the Vieri family has reached an astonishing thousands. After all, after 200 years, development, and there are dozens of people close to Victor.

Olinjo Fafte Vieri and Victor have the same grandfather and are cousins of each other. The other was originally a street gangster who also sold drugs part-time, but because of this identity, he escaped from trial. .

After all, who dares to shoot the boss’s blood relative?

Knowing that his cousin's official position was getting bigger and bigger, and finally became the Governor-General, Orincio Fafte Vieri's behavior became more and more outrageous.

Casare knows of more than 10 "criminal acts", such as hitting someone to death while racing and then escaping, beating a pregnant woman, and drunkenly attacking a Frenchman on the roadside. Harassment of women and so on.

A bunch of people below are fawning over him, and many of them are unknown to Victor, and Casare and Jason Bourne will not report them. After all, the boss is already so tired, why bother asking for more trouble.

His cousin is Victor!

Governor!

Who dares to offend him?

But Orinjo Faft is not the only one. There are many people in the Vieri family from old to young who have done things in his name. , sometimes people are so angry!

The person in charge of the commercial department saw Casare’s expression was very ugly, and he also felt angry in his heart, "Sir, this is not the first time."

Fatty Ka raised his head and looked at him.

"Many people from the Vieri family came to the Ministry of Commerce to take advantage. In addition to letting us purchase some unnecessary products, many even came with letters from Mr. Victor, saying that they had said hello and asking us to call them. Money!"

"More than 70 million US dollars!"

"What do you want to eat?" Casare heard this number! He was startled and jumped up from his chair, "Why do you need so much money!"

The person in charge of the commercial department shrank his head, "If we don't give it, he will make trouble, and he even brings it with him Pistol. "

Who said there are no dandies abroad who have nepotism with me?

There is a saying that goes, power flows in the blood.

Napoleon also encountered this kind of bad thing after he ascended the throne. The children of the family used his name to make money wantonly, including General de Gaulle, who is known as the last man in France. His reputation is very good, right? But after his death, some people slandered him, saying that he could not manage his own family children well.

Casare finally felt that the problem was not that simple.

This matter must be reported proactively, and the boss cannot find it out personally, otherwise, everyone will suffer. He said with a sullen face, "Go back first. Remember, you are not allowed to tell anyone anything about today." If I hear about it outside, I will take you to the cell of the Thirteenth Taibao!"

"Understood!"

Casare waved his hand, and the other person ran away quickly. After sitting on the chair with a frown for a long time, he finally mustered up the energy to pick up the phone and dial out.

Absolutely no one is allowed to smear the image of the boss!

Vienna, Austria.

Victor was trying this country’s delicacy, called garlic soup. It was such a dark dish that he almost vomited it out.

Nurnisa Kallis said with a smile, "You are not used to eating. I was not used to eating when I first came here. I always think that Austria is a beautiful country. Apart from their food, it is simply delicious." Worse than French bread ”

Just as she was speaking, she saw Secretary Victor running up to him and whispering something. She deserved to be in the United Nations. When she realized something was wrong, she found an excuse to go to the toilet and escaped.

Victoire's brows furrowed for a moment, but he soon relaxed, "Let Casare follow the rules."

"Tijuana has the greatest law!"

If anyone is above the law, it's Victor.

"Tell him that he is a cousin, not a biological brother."

"He will spit out as much as he has eaten."

"Otherwise..."

"Let him fight with his life!"

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(End of chapter)