Chapter 288 Did you ask Jesus for instructions in Mexico? (A must-see!)
“Tyrant! Tyrant! Tyrant!”
The streets of Hermosillo are filled with gathering crowds.
They held banners in their hands and shouted loudly with loudspeakers.
You can see a lot of sneaky people inside.
There are rumors that Victor "died" and was killed by a bomb.
Fuck! ! Deserve it! ! !
As soon as they heard that he was dead, many rats hiding in the sewers crawled up. Because the Governor's Mansion had no selected candidate, there was now a complete vacuum of power. They believed that they could overthrow This tyrant.
How good was the previous model?
Drug dealers sell drugs, poor people join drug dealers, businessmen can buy goods from the upper class, and everyone is hungry. Where is it like now, to make money you have to go to a factory.
Pooh!
What real Mexicans yearn for is freedom and the spiritual world.
"Victor! You bastard, you are perverse..." A group of spirited teenagers held hands with each other, wearing cyberpunk-style black jackets, and some girls even had belly buttons on their noses, ears They are all decorated with silver jewelry and look deeply influenced by the American "Beatles" style.
There was a man with dark circles under his eyes and a cockscomb haircut, and a lip nail on his mouth. He was pouring gasoline on Victor's portrait with a lighter, and boom!
The portrait was immediately set on fire, and the crowd nearby cheered.
Even the Victor sculpture in "Plaza Hermosillo" was pushed down and someone peed on his head!
There are more than 300,000 people in the city, and at least one-sixth of them are making trouble on the streets, making zero-dollar purchases at the shops on both sides of the street.
"Get out! Get out! Don't come over here, I'll chop you to death!" A middle-aged obese shop owner brandished a machete, his face flushed, but he still looked nervous, and his hands were stained with sweat. Behind him, he was fiercely protecting his wife and child. The child was still very young, and there was fear in his eyes.
The thugs standing at the door were laughing and pointing.
咻~
A Molotov cocktail was thrown over and hit the middle-aged man directly. It burned visibly to the naked eye in an instant. There was rubber in it and it stuck to his body, making it impossible to extinguish it.
The man screamed and rolled on the ground, and his wife and child beside him cried and beat him hard, but these crazy thugs + drug dealers rushed directly to the store, and one of them kicked the child away, and fell On the ground, his ribs were inserted into his lungs, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.
“Ahhh!” The woman was dragged away by several black men, pulled hard on the ground, crying and losing her voice!
Dark night, accompanied by inhuman laughter and painful screams.
On the "Benito Pablo Juarez Garcia" street where the largest number of people demonstrated, hundreds of people shouted protest slogans when he burned the flag .
Opposite them, an old man with white hair sitting in a wheelchair held up a portrait of Victor with trembling hands.
There was a woman behind her holding a wheelchair tremblingly. Although her eyes were frightened, she still stood.
"Are you scared? Dana!"
The old man in the wheelchair spoke calmly, "Don't be afraid, I came from the dilapidated Mexico. I have seen decay, old age, Desperate, but when Mr. Victor came, I saw the light!"
His tone suddenly became excited, "No one is allowed to destroy this life, long live Mexico, long live Victor! ”
The old man waved the flag in his hand with all his strength, and loudly sang a song praising Victor under the ridicule of the demons and monsters on the other side.
The woman behind her was deeply affected. She thought of her daughter who was persecuted by drugs, her husband who went to sell vegetables on the street and was beaten to death by drug dealers, and her son who went to school and was killed by a drug dealer. .
She was desperate at that time!
She thought this would be it for the rest of her life.
Until…
Victor is here!
His soldiers arrested drug dealers on a large scale. The drug dealer who was originally aloof and looked down on all living beings was brought down to earth. The drug dealer who shot and killed his husband was dragged to death with an off-road vehicle. The drug dealer who killed his son was dragged to death by an off-road vehicle. The second-generation family of 17 members was directly crushed to death by Victor using an armored vehicle!
The desperate look in their eyes before they died... was just like their own past.
And in order to ensure that they all have food to eat, women are arranged to take care of the elderly, and their salaries are paid by the Governor's Palace, giving them hope for life.
But the people in front of her were not only ungrateful, but also destroyed this hard-won life. She was scared, but also angry, waving her fists and singing loudly.
"Come on!!!"
A group of thugs on the opposite side rushed towards the two lonely people. Soon, the crowd overwhelmed them, and there was no one in the wheelchair.
"Bang! Mr. Mayor, why don't you send troops to suppress it? Hermosillo is already in chaos!" Hermosillo Police Chief Sweet asked loudly!
He was a member of the original "Pescadormexicano (Mexican Fishermen)" organization, the team that captured the King of the Sky "Armando". Later, after Victor moved into Tijuana, he became the police chief of a district. people. (Chapter 150)
Because of his outstanding performance in cracking down on gangs and evil, he was quickly promoted to the chief of police in the capital of Sonora state!
Leo de los Santos, who was sitting behind his desk, drank coffee calmly, raised his head, frowned, and was a little angry. In the past, what kind of police chief would dare to yell at him like this?
Get it directly for you.
But after Victor came to power, all heads of the armed forces, including the police department, must be approved, verified and confirmed by the Governor-General. Mayor? Now he is a puppet!
“Don’t be nervous, Chief Sweet. These people are just demonstrating and will not cause any trouble. Our people are very simple. Don’t you know? They will retreat tomorrow. , you go back and have a good sleep," Mayor Leo de los Santos said with a smile.
"You..." Sweet pointed at him, "There are all corpses outside! Do you know how many innocent people's property has been damaged? Those drug dealers and thugs are mixing and colluding together."
When the other party saw his actions, he slapped the table angrily, "Don't point fingers at me, haven't you learned to be polite? Hermosillo, I am the mayor!"
Sweat was angry His mouth was crooked.
"Mr. Leo de los Santos, you have such great authority." At this moment, a dull voice came from the door, the door was pushed open, and seven or eight people in military uniforms poured in. man.
“Who are you?! Who let you in!”
“My name is George Smiley, I belong to the Thirteen Taibo, Mr. Mayor, you should have heard of me. ”
Thirteen Taibao!
“The lackeys!” Leo de los Santos’ eyes trembled when he heard the name, and he yelled.
These three words almost made many of the Thirteen Taibao look a little ugly, but George Smiley was very calm and smiled instead, "I like this name. Whoever General Victor wants me to bite?" I will bite anyone, even if it is made of steel and iron, I have to bite off a piece of iron!"
Of course there are factions in a family as big as Victor's, but it is different from the "political orientation" theory of most distinctions. People outside divided his faction into the lackey faction, the spiritual leader faction and the moderate faction.
The lackey faction means: I will do whatever the general says. There must be a reason for me to die. He must let me do Jesus. Representatives: Casare and Kennedy Heisenberg.
Spiritual leaders: Represented by the spirit of Victor, they believe that drug dealers should be killed. According to medieval parlance, such people are fanatical believers.
As for the moderates, it is simpler: they believe that drug dealers should not be eradicated. This would undermine General Victor's benevolence, and they should be sent to medical schools for human experiments.
If you can contribute to medical progress, drug dealers will be less guilty.
"Leo de los Santos!" George Smiley, director of the Thirteenth Taipei Security Bureau, shouted, "You are under arrest."
The subordinates behind him went up and gave him his head. Press him on the table and put handcuffs on him.
"You have no right to arrest me! Let the people from the Governor's Palace come..."
George Smiley grabbed his head and pulled hard, making his eyes look at his medal, "Thirteenth Taibao , The General’s permission, we will take care of what the Governor-General dares not to take care of, and we will take care of what they want to take care of!”
“You are such a loser to the general.”
< br>After he finished speaking, he grabbed the pen on the table, pushed the cap open with his thumb, and stabbed him hard in the neck!
The neck is thicker…
It didn't penetrate this time.
Leo de los Santos stared and opened his claws at George Smiley, but in the end he fell heavily to the ground in mid-air and lay on the table with his eyes tilted to death.
“Trash!” George Smiley looked at him coldly and pointed at the frightened Sweetie next to him, who swallowed his saliva.
“Now you act as mayor and demand that the riots in Hermosillo be completely suppressed within 5 hours. The National Guard will join in. It’s time to give these ungrateful bastards a physical shock. ”
“Can you do it?”
Sweet was shocked when he saw that look in his eyes, but he suddenly had an idea and saluted: "Hi! Victor!"
George Smiley nodded with satisfaction.
There are still many people who are grateful for the general's kindness.
Police Chief Sweet, who had obtained the "Sword of Shang Fang", issued an order, "Attack! Kill them or not!"
The group of men and women wearing black jackets in a wild style held stones, Feces and Molotov cocktails were thrown at a prison.
Be free! Release all the people inside!
The drug dealers and many criminals locked up inside were also a little bit jealous, shaking the iron door vigorously, and making "hehe" sounds in their mouths. Some prison guards went up and used batons. Beat it, they even dare to snatch it.
Standing outside the cell, the warden Joachim Ribbentrop put on his white gloves, his eyes as cold as a poisonous snake, took the Uzi submachine gun from the adjutant's hand, and stepped on it with his long military boots. On the ground, he rushed in with his people.
“Let us out!” In a prison near the door, a criminal with dreadlocks raised his fist and shouted, but when he saw Joachim Ribbentrop coming in fully armed, Feeling bad.
Before I could hide back, the warden who took the lead pulled the trigger toward the inside!
There are about 20 people in one cell, kill them all!
“Kill them all!”
The prison guards shot and even threw grenades at the criminals in the prison.
There are about 700 criminals in the Hermosillo Prison. Isn’t it just a matter of bullets?
Bodies everywhere!
On the bed, on the floor, in the toilet...Joachim Ribbentrop liked his masterpiece so much that he used his camera to take pictures of everything in the prison.
Hmm...
When will the Pulitzer Prize campaign be announced?
“Boss, the mayor’s office sent a message asking us to disperse and arrest the troublemaking crowd outside.”
Joachim Ribbentrop frowned and took a deep breath, "Set up the Vulcan cannon on the wall and kill them!"
"!!!" The adjutant felt goosebumps all over his body. Pimple, swallowed.
The prison warden is a very cruel person. When he was transferred to the prison, the first thing he did was to pull out 12 drug dealers and shoot them directly. This is called a "welcome gift". After that, he had to pull out 12 drug dealers every day. Come and kill.
"Do you need me to repeat it?"
The adjutant straightened his back quickly, "Yes!"
The thugs outside were so loud that they didn't even hear the gunshots inside.
"Release them! They should be free! We have asked Jesus for instructions, and God said they are innocent." Someone shouted with a loudspeaker below.
Boom!
A beam of strong light shone down from the wall and hit them. The people who were illuminated closed their eyes subconsciously, and then heard in their ears, "Fire!"
As soon as the three M134 rapid-fire machine guns mounted on it opened fire, the thousands of thugs gathered at the door were swept away like dominoes!
Everyone who was beaten to death by it in the previous life knows...
This thing is basically a crusher. If it hits a person, you have to use a vacuum cleaner to pick up the flesh.
You don’t even have to aim.
Just scan it!
In less than a minute, thousands of people were lying on the ground.
The prison door opened, and the prison guards, armed with weapons, came out and started picking off people's heads.
Joachim Ribbentrop stepped on the mountain of corpses in the rain of blood, his expression still very calm. He paused, looked down, and saw a girl, with her upper body and lower body separated. , wearing a vest, with an iron ring on his nose, his face was covered in blood, and his eyes were gone...
"Really damn it, in Mexico you asked Jesus for instructions? You worshiped the wrong god, I asked General Victor After asking for permission, he gave me nine Holy Grails that day and told me that he was very angry."
Joachim Ribbentrop laughed mockingly and stepped on the girl's head. Looking around, "Check everything carefully, don't make life too painful!"
"Understood!"
Prison guards are human beings too. Seeing this scene, many of them couldn't help but vomit, but they still rummaged around.
A female reporter was hiding in the trash can, covering her mouth and shaking in fear.
The lid was opened, and a face was revealed. The female reporter immediately looked at the other person pleadingly, and mouthed, "Spare me, please, I still have a child..."
“Where is your child?”
“He is in Germany…”
The other party said, "That's a pity. We can't kill him too. I will tell him that he has no mother."
After he finished speaking, he took a step back and faced the prison guards around him. Shout, "There's someone in the trash can with a weapon!!"
Click!
The sound of loading.
The woman's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously wanted to stand up, but bullets had already come, hitting the trash can from all directions.
There are a lot of holes in my body. Don’t go to India, otherwise Brother Asan will be very happy.
Joachim Ribbentrop looked at his watch and said, "Call someone to collect the body!"
…
Victor also knew the situation in the country.
But he was very calm.
I also got on the bus to the Drug Enforcement Administration, where there was a dinner party that evening.
Want to fish in troubled waters?
Do you think my soldiers are freeloaders?
However... the only bad thing is that some scattered videos still fell out. Spain's "ABC News" exposed this bloody suppression.
He also said, "This is a provocation to human rights, freedom, and equality!" He also asked the United Nations to remove him from his position as executive director of the Drug Enforcement Agency.
"Victor! Victor, you are killing people!" A man holding a banner jumped out from the roadside and tried to block the vehicle. He was directly hit by the leading car and rolled to the side at a speed of 50 yards.
But the man was not dead, he was holding his legs and screaming loudly.
The people next to him exclaimed and rushed to rescue the injured.
The vehicle did not stop at all.
This scene was recorded by many reporters.
When we arrived at the Narcotics Control Bureau, there were many people gathered outside on three levels, and the police were maintaining order.
He got out of the car, straightened his clothes, and waved to the people next to him as if he was walking on a red carpet.
“Go to hell! You executioner!”
“Tyrant of Mexico, you are not welcome in Vienna!”
The crowd was surging, the reporters were fascinated, and the topics were .
When Victor stood at the door of the Drug Enforcement Agency, he turned around and blew a kiss to them. His head shook, but suddenly he felt something brushing his ear and flying past, and there was a bang behind him.
He subconsciously shrank his head and touched his ears, which were full of blood!
"Protect the general!" Jason Bourne, who was standing below, shouted. Four or five people rushed over and surrounded him. There were still people outside who were blocking him and took out pistols from their clothes to guard him. .
This... sniper? ! !
The gunfire obviously frightened the onlookers, who screamed.
Jason Bourne looked around with sharp eyes and saw a figure on the roof in the distance, "Let's go, three people, follow me!"
Don't catch the murderer!
He is a waste!
The bullet didn’t hurt at first, but later it felt like it was burning. Blood started flowing from Victor’s ears, and half of his face was infected!
But his face was full of stubbornness, and he raised his fist and waved it towards the crowd.
A reporter carrying a bag quickly approached and took a picture with the Sony in his hand.
In the photo, Victor's face is covered with blood, and the suit on his body looks wrinkled, but his expression is very tough, and his sharp-angular face looks particularly charming.
The reporter saw him moving his mouth, but the surrounding noise was too loud and he couldn't hear it for a while. He anxiously pulled his colleague next to him who also didn't run away, "Look at Victor's mouth shape, what is he saying!" What did he say! "
It was very urgent, it was big news, the kind that wanted to be on the front page.
If I can get the exclusive, I will definitely get a promotion and a salary increase, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life.
President, does your wife have a boyfriend?
My colleague who has learned lip reading for several years squinted his eyes and watched carefully.
“What did you say?”
“He said…”
“You cannot take away my ears, I will use them to listen to the voices of your people!!! ! ”
……
(End of this chapter)