Chapter 316 At this moment, Victor burst into tears
The Hague, Netherlands!
In the United Nations International Trial Court.
A British man waved his hands excitedly, "Victor is committing inhumane atrocities! His behavior is just like Germany during World War II. He will eliminate any opposition voice!"
"Listen!"
"The deserts and rivers are full of the wails of the massacred!"
"Such a person stealing a high position is simply a trampling on humanity! We strongly demand that he be put on a global wanted list, and, Arrest him and put him on trial!”
After the British man finished speaking, he held the suit in his pretentious left hand and nodded slightly towards the judge above.
The judge is... a Spaniard!
According to the provisions of the United Nations Charter, judges are elected by the United Nations General Assembly. The International Court of Justice is composed of 15 judges, with a term of 9 years and can be re-elected; it has a Registry, and its working languages are English and French.
"I protest!!"
Down below, two men stood up and shouted dissatisfied.
The British guy looked back, glanced at them up and down, smiled disdainfully, and smiled and chatted with the colleagues next to him.
“Your groundless accusations are disrespectful to Mexico and Mr. Victor...”
The people who stood up to protest were two Mexicans, expressing their opinions , but obviously the Spaniards above don’t want to hear them beep beep beep…
The judge knocked on the table and said, "Quiet! Security personnel, pull out the irrelevant troublemakers. Thank you."
The security guards who had been watching eagerly at the door came over immediately, pressed their heads, and dragged them out in shame.
The people who can sit here are Mexican diplomats. Being pulled out in public like this is obviously an attempt to exclude them.
"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"
"The strong never pay the price!" The British man said with a smile to his companions next to him.
Bringing Ying to the strong side?
MD, if the French had not been assassinated by Argentina and stuck the "munitions" they paid for, it would have been a burden to take the British navy and NMD out to fish.
This is also a side story...
The old European empires are all bitches, they don’t keep their word, they have no spirit of contract, they are just like bastards born from the same fart!
"Declare Victor guilty! Ask him to go to The Hague to surrender!" The Spanish judge gave the verdict!
The Spanish, British and some "public opinion representatives" below all stood up and cheered, Americans? You can't stand up at this time. Although they are silently adding fuel to the flames from behind, they have just been beaten after all. If they jump out, they will definitely be beaten by Victor.
Do you know why the Europeans are still so unscrupulous in provoking Victor after the "Black Hawk Down" in the United States?
These bastards have a very strange idea. On one side is NATO and they rely on the Americans. They wanted to help stabilize the position, but at the same time they did not want the United States to completely interfere in domestic affairs. After World War II, they wanted to get rid of their influence.
At this time...
We did what the boss couldn’t do!
Wouldn’t that mean we are awesome?
After Churchill died, the British became increasingly confused about their status.
It took hundreds of years for such a fat man to appear...
When the International Tribunal in The Hague announced the decision to arrest the Governor of Mexico, the world was in an uproar!
The media was ecstatic.
Drug dealer craze.
There is even a game called "Kick Victor" on the streets of Spain. As long as you play 30 game towers, you can get a half-human-tall Victor doll. You can do any action to him.
Yes, anything!
Including peeing in his face.
For a time, the people were also ecstatic.
For many people, the anti-drug war has nothing to do with them. They just think it’s cool to “bully” a big shot in this way!
Faced with the complicity of Spain and Britain, the Northern Governor's Palace responded quickly, arresting 4,219 people from the two countries working in the north, and asked them if they wanted to redeem them, $30,000 per person, otherwise Throw it away for mining.
Casare, who likes to quarrel with others, is online again. He is not tall, less than 170 centimeters, and short and fat. When he goes out on a blind date, people think he is worthless.
But now reporters love and hate him. They like his explosive news, but also hate his lawlessness...
He can really hit people!
"Cough cough cough..." Standing on the podium, Casare covered his mouth and coughed. The reporters below immediately sat upright.
“I am very glad that you are here to attend the press conference. The Governor’s Palace has the following notice...”
“We will launch a global wanted order for Judge Juan Ramon Jiménez of the International Tribunal in The Hague. The reward is 6 million US dollars!”
Holy shit! ! !
For a separatist feudal town to directly warn the United Nations court and put him on a wanted list is simply... very courageous.
But then I thought about it, the International Court of Justice in The Hague?
Which onion is it?
TMD, how many divisions are there?
Do you want him to pull out a cheerleading team of 20 people?
No caliber, you mean wool?
But for the Governor-General of Mexico, this is just straight up, no matter what kind of rubbish you are, it’s still the same old saying!
If you hit me, we will hit the United States!
If I can’t defeat them, I will infiltrate them and break them into pieces. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers will become dozens or even hundreds of scattered armed forces, and then contact Texas internally...
The orthodoxy of the Lone Star State Where?
Tijuana in TMD!
"Second, we sincerely invite the International Court of Justice, the British Cabinet, and the Spanish Cabinet to come to Mexico for urine tests. We have reason to suspect that they have taken too many drugs and seriously damaged their brains!"
"If it is inconvenient for them, we You can also provide door-to-door service."
Casare paused, "A bunch of bitches criticize us from the so-called moral high ground? Who doesn't know that Britain was once the largest drug trafficking country? They stuffed drugs into their queen's XXXX, then went around the world to cause harm to others, and then stuffed XXXX with silver and came back. Damn it! The stinky bitch should go back and see if her husband is out fooling around, instead of coming here. Criticize our war on drugs!"
"We swear that if Britain and Spain dare to send troops"
"We will let them all die here."
"Please convey our warning to those idiots, wash their butts, and wait for their father to kick their butts viciously!"
After Casare said, get off work!
Working time...
Three minutes.
Well, I cursed for 3 minutes.
"Their foreign policy is so rude!" A reporter couldn't help but sigh. The old reporter next to him glanced at the other reporter and said, "New here?"
The other person was startled, nodded hurriedly, and held the His ID, "Cuba!"
"You will get used to it later. Victor and his subordinates are all a bunch of bandits!"
"Then...will they fail? ?”
The old reporter looked at him, looked at him deeply, and said, “Drugs are always a cancer for mankind, but politicians need them to deal with their enemies. They never care about what happens to the people at the bottom. I think, but Mexico happens to be full of low-class people.”
"You mean...Mexicans will support him?"
"Charming personality!"
At this time, Line 3 in Tijuana.
The people who got off work came down the escalator. They were confused and had tired faces. When a couple just came down, they saw a familiar face on the platform.
The other party was holding a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw them, he turned around with a smile and said hello, "Okay! This is the subway!"
Phew~
The subway pulled into the station, and the glass clearly illuminated the dull eyes of the couple.
The door opened and Victor walked in. The passengers who heard footsteps in the car subconsciously raised their heads. When they saw those familiar faces, they were all startled and confused, but they stood up subconsciously.
There was also a man among them who was busy giving up his position.
"Thank you!" Victor thanked him.
A young man sitting next to him looked at him carefully. When Victor turned his head, he nervously twisted his neck, his mouth trembled slightly, his whole body tensed, and he looked around, not knowing what to do.
“Here, have a cigarette.” Victor took out the cigarette and handed it over.
"Oh, no, oh, sir, I..." The young man took it with nervous hands, sweating all over his body, holding a cigarette in his mouth and touching his pockets in a panic.
Crack~
A pair of hands held a lighter and handed it to him. He looked up blankly and saw Victor nodding towards him. He hurriedly leaned over and took two hard puffs, but... Didn't spit it out.
The entire carriage was extremely quiet.
Some people boldly looked over. "Does anyone still want to smoke?" Victor asked, holding up the camel.
An old man raised his hands tremblingly, holding a cane and was about to come over. Victor walked over, handed the cigarette to the other person, and lit it for him.
“Thank you…Thank you.”
"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen government officials going out to take the subway? Haha, then I have to tell my officials in the Government House that they cannot be separated from the masses."
People next to me Smiling in an ingratiating manner.
"What's your name, sir." Victor asked the old man.
“Wicks, Governor.”
“What do you do?”
"Uh... beggar, I am a beggar." The old man lowered his head and felt a little at a loss.
"Oh, that's really a good profession." Victor met the eyes of others, "I wanted to be a beggar when I was a child, because, in this way, I can see the most popular among the Mexican people. Universal kindness."
"I can feel it." The old beggar nodded.
"Our people are the best~" Victor laughed, the subway braked, and he staggered a little while holding on to his chair, turning his head to look at a woman next to him holding a baby.
“How old is the child?”
"Six months, sir, looks a lot like you."
"Madam, all the children in Mexico look like me."
This made everyone laugh again.
"What does the lady call you."
"Sutton, my name is Worster Sutton."
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"
Victor shook hands with the other person and looked at the others. A child jumped down and said, "My name is Marcus."
"Hello, Marcus Mr. Si." Victor bent down and touched his head, "You are such an adult."
"Agres..." A young man stood up.
“Culibaro…”
"Gamelia..."
"Oh, my mother's name is also Gamelia. She must have been as beautiful as you when she was young."
Victor raised his hands flatly, "Okay, okay, everyone, please take a seat."
The man next to him gave up his seat, and he smiled at the other person, "Thank you, Mr. Agris."
The young man I was startled, and he just said his name casually. Unexpectedly, my husband actually remembered it, and a wave of excitement came out from within.
"Let me ask everyone here, how are you doing?"
"Of course, it's very good..."
"Indeed, it's very good. I saved some money and I can get married. "
"I want to ask you something, this matter has troubled me for a long time." Victor took down the cigar, "Maybe you can give me a satisfactory answer."
"Everyone! People of Mexico, what do you think of our anti-drug war? Are there still drug dealers bullying you? Are there still gangs asking you for tips on the street?"
"No."
"No..."
Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you.
"Maybe we are tired now, but when someone wants to take away your current life, what will you do?"
"Kill them, sir!" The kid named Marcus shouted.
"But they are powerful, sir." Victor looked at him and said.
"Can being powerful take away our lives? I used to be bullied by a big man every day in school. His father was a drug dealer. I wanted to fight back, but my brother told me, no, his father was Drug dealers, they will kill us, but I am very unhappy, why can others bully us? Why did he beat me when I wanted to study hard..."
"Then did you beat him in the end? ?”
“Of course, I put a sack over his head and whipped him with my grandmother’s clothes pole,” Marcus said with a smile.
"Excellent! Men never need to pray in a lowly manner, we can wait for death even if we stand!" Victor praised loudly.
"Our enemies will never try to reoccupy Tijuana. This place belongs to Victor, sir."
"Yes, we fight them in street fights. We can drag them to death!"
"Hahaha , You are right to fight in the streets, but what if I tell you that many people will be sacrificed? "
"No compromise!" the woman holding the child said loudly.
"Never compromise!" the old beggar shouted loudly, holding up his crutch.
"Never!"
Victor looked at the serious child Marcus and nodded slightly, "Our people have felt too much suffering..."
"Why are you crying? Sir?" "
The woman next to me handed over a tissue, and Victor took it and wiped his eyes, "I, yes, you know? I cry often. My soldiers have died. I will cry because my people have been wronged. I will cry, and I will cry if my country falls into the hands of drug dealers. They all call me a child who will not grow up."
He also laughed as he said it.
The boy Marcus nodded.
"Where are we here?"
"Governor's Palace."
"I've arrived at the station, ladies and gentlemen." Victor stood up and took two steps. Look back at them.
"Hi! Long live Victor! Long live Mexico! Long live the anti-drug cause!" Marcus raised his hand and shouted suddenly.
"Long live Victor! Long live Mexico! Long live the anti-drug cause!!" Everyone in the car behind them shouted loudly.
After Victor got off the station, the station was full of people.
Standing in front of him were Kennedy, Horatio Herbert Kitchener, Ludendorff and other top military officials.
“Gentlemen!”
“Let those who try to stop us from launching a war on drugs see our determination to defend our dignity to the death!”
"Anyone who tries to stop us, we will crush them!"
"If Tijuana falls, then I will die in front of my people, wrap my body and my soul in the Mexican flag Will continue to watch this land!"
"Long live Mexico! Long live the anti-drug cause!"
Victor's voice echoed throughout the station.
Crack!
Kennedy and other soldiers stood up straight.
“Hi! Victor!!”
“Long live!”
The crowd in the station also shouted loudly!
This moment…
Victor burst into tears.
(End of this chapter)