Working as a police officer in Mexico

Chapter 95 Tijuana is destroyed! (Please vote for me!!)

Mine-laden beaches and piers.

Dead men with broken legs were everywhere.

Most of them have been wailing all night. Who will help you?

Do you want Victor to come and save you?

Don't even think about it...Satan laughed out loud.

Kennedy took about 50 prisoners and asked them to group them into groups. Three people walked hand in hand and walked side by side. "It only takes three round trips."

Drug dealers, look at me, I'll look at you.

His legs were shaking, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Da da da…

Bullets ricocheted on the sand behind them, hurting their heels. Kennedy's sinister voice came over, "Stand back and die! If you don't want to, I'll kill you and use your bodies to explode mines."

There's no way you can talk to the people on Guadalupe Island.

Are you buying your life with money?

If I kill you, the money will also belong to Victor.

It is very simple to survive, just abide by the laws and care for nature.

The drug dealers held hands at gunpoint to see who was lucky.

jump!

Not long after the first group walked out, they were unlucky and exploded into the sky. The three of them really shared the joys and sorrows.

"Next group!"

There are explosions one after another on several beaches, which is quite pleasant to hear occasionally.

This lasted for more than two hours.

Kennedy looked at the sweaty drug dealers lying on the ground. There were less than 10 of them left, and he just grinned: "Congratulations, gentlemen, you are still alive."

"Over there..." the drug dealer pointed at the drug dealer who was still wailing after his limbs were blown off.

"They are hopeless."

Kennedy walked up to an injured drug dealer, whose ears were missing and half of his face was blown apart. He clicked his tongue twice, "Victor bless you."

Biubiub!

Gave the opponent two shots.

This is kindness from Mr. Victor!

"Get up!" Kennedy shouted to the drug dealers to get up. If they got up slowly, he would give them a kick.

Have people put handcuffs on them and string them together.

The other party panicked.

"What...what is this for?"

"Didn't you promise us to let us go?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Director Victor will keep his word and we will just take you on a parade! Don't you want to see the inside of Guadalupe Island? I'll take you to see it!"

…

The Humvee police car drove through the residential area, shouting on the loudspeaker: "Residents, the great police chief Mr. Victor defeated the coalition of drug dealers!"

"All residents please come down to the streets and cheer our victory!"

Why do these languages become more and more dictatorial?

"Victory! We are victorious!" Santos, the hot-blooded boy and top horse boy, raised his hands excitedly and pulled his brother and Stephanie downstairs.

"Mom, uncle, hurry up, or it'll be too late." He didn't forget to say hello to Valentina before leaving.

Valentina and the man Dexter looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

The streets were filled with cheering crowds.

They stood on either side, poking their heads.

I don’t know where the flag came from in my hand, waving it vigorously.

"I'm coming!"

Santos was shorter and couldn't see, so he squeezed in anxiously, his face was deformed by the squeeze of other people's butts, and finally he squeezed in.

I saw Humvees with heavy machine guns on them, dragging drug dealers behind them.

There were excited cheers all around.

"Yes! These drug traffickers should all be killed!!"

"Yes, drug trafficking never ends well. Mr. Victor did the right thing."

"If you ask me, I'll kill them all. The director is really too kind."

Santos felt proud while listening to the conversations of the people around him. He kept pulling others and said, "Sir is my godfather, and he will be baptized for me in two days."

The residents who heard this were all surprised, and then touched his head, "Then you must learn from Mr. Victor, he is an excellent policeman."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm going to wipe out all the criminals in Mexico!"

The adults next to me smiled and encouraged.

At this moment, the cheers grew louder. Santos looked over and saw Victor sitting on a Humvee, waving to them.

It's just like…

Reviewing his people?

The "Island Duke" of Guadalupe Island is already showing off his force to his people!

Looking at the majestic Victor, Santos showed yearning on his face.

The belief was strengthened in my mind.

Follow Victor, learn from Victor, become Victor!

Those drug dealers have their heads lowered like walking zombies, with no energy at all. This is called heart-breaking. Do you think it is better to live longer?

For crimes committed on Guadalupe Island, the death penalty is the most "moderate".

biang!

Matamoros!

Abrego suddenly dropped the golden AK47 in his hand to the ground. He squinted and said, "Failed?"

"They are all dead..." Elmenbridge lowered his head, with a hint of disbelief in his tone. He admitted that he did not believe that these "coalitions" of drug dealers would win.

This was his instinct, but he didn't expect to lose so quickly.

"Even if we catch more than 1,000 pigs in one night, we won't be able to catch them all!" Abrego pulled his hair, "Benjamin is a fool!"

If Benjamin was still alive, he would definitely scream that he was wronged. This firepower could not catch the pig, but it could roast it.

"We can seize the territory of Baja California, but this will create a direct conflict with Victor." Abrego is really scared now.

Benjamin is dead!

Tijuana is going to be separated and reorganized, and the Felix family is all in order. Is the drug trafficking organization that has been there for decades gone?

Will the Abrego family make the same mistakes?

Elmen Bridge looked at the hesitation that flashed across the other party's face, "Boss, we should replace new weapons on a large scale, and we must hire the most professional instructors.

"We can hire more people from Africa, Europe, and even Asia to join the team, and we need to have military-grade weapons to hold the line back."

"The United States has no goods. We can go to the Soviet Union. Recently I heard that the Soviet Union is a bit financially tight. Can we send people there first to see if there is any benefit?"

Look, he is showing his "fangs" now. When he was a child, he had a lot of brothers and sisters in his family. They went to elementary school, but later he came out to work and felt that there was no future, so he smuggled himself to the United States and lived in major cities in California.

Join a Mexican criminal organization and do everything from deception, abduction, drug trafficking and smuggling.

Arrested and imprisoned many times.

At the age of 24, he already has more than ten years of work experience. He was originally going to be deported back to his hometown of Michoacán, where it is said that he has found a way to join the police force.

However, because he was shrewd and ruthless, Abrego took notice of him and became his friend.

Elmen Bridge finally understood.

The current situation in Mexico is changing, and drug traffickers are also moving to the warlord level!

"Boss, if you fall behind, you will be beaten! Tijuana is gone."

Seeing that Abrego was still hesitating, Elmen Bridge added a fire next to him.

After all, Abrego is also courageous. His ability to bring a small organization to the current organizational group shows his methods.

"Spend 300 million US dollars to buy weapons!"

"I don't believe that Victor, who is at odds with me, can keep forcing us to do it!"

300 million US dollars in arms is certainly nothing to a big country.

But this is a drug dealer...

Do drug dealers want to increase military spending?

Elmen Bridge is indeed the "king of rolls" in Mexico.