Chapter 1,646 Small Execution

After receiving Li Zitao's promise, Gastina returned to Vegas uneasily.

Although she was still upset about losing Li's friendship, she hoped to hear some good news, no matter who it came from.

All Gastina was sure of was that she sent the list to some fax machine and then it was gone. She knew nothing.

Who will show up? Will it appear?

What will happen?

When will it happen and how will it happen?

Gastina didn't know this, and the feeling of losing control over the whole thing made her particularly sensitive and uneasy.

The troubles made her see that nothing was going well, and the salad in the bowl was in a mess with the fork, like a pile of weeds that had been crushed and stirred wildly.

In fact, being a vegetarian made her very unhappy. Gastina just wanted to stay in shape, but that was only when things were going well and she was in a happy mood.

Now, she didn't need these damn rotten grass at all. The more she thought about it, the more angry Gastina became, knocking the bowl over on the ground with her hand.

"Take away all these damn weeds that can only be used for feeding. I want to eat meat... I need to replenish energy to maintain energy and make myself more focused."

While Gastina was having a temper tantrum over food, some 'non-existent' people showed up in the city on the other side of the border, Tijuana.

Tijuana is a beautiful city located on the northwest border of Mexico, on the banks of the Tecate River, bordering the American city of San Diego to the north, and the Pacific Ocean to the west, with a 60-kilometer coastline.

Such geographical conditions are naturally favored by many investors, including desperate drug traffickers.

However, the hottest business in Tijuana is not these, but smuggling.

And it's not just ordinary goods. Smuggling and human smuggling are the most profitable and popular businesses in Tijuana.

But that was before, and now someone has discovered a new way to make money.

As long as they take a small risk and give those troublesome police and border guards a piece of the pie, they can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars or more every week.

It sounds like this is enough, but people's hearts are always greedy and do not know how to be satisfied.

When a person can earn 100 yuan, what he wants is 200 yuan.

When you reach the new goal of 200 yuan, you will want to earn 500 yuan, because your desire and greed are amplifying.

The same goes for the following situations, 1,000 yuan, 2,000 yuan, 5,000 yuan...

100,000, 200,000...500,000, never ending!

Suppress small family workshops that get in the way and either make them disappear or recruit them into their own ranks, and their strength is also growing rapidly.

They first cleared the obstacles around them, strengthened their strength, and had money and manpower. The only thing missing next was weapons.

At any time, as long as the price is right, weapons are never a problem.

They have money, people, and weapons. What do they lack now?

More money!

more people!

More weapons!

Everyone wants more, and conflict happens naturally without any reason or motive.

Although they control the supply and routes on this side of the border.

But the other side of the border was not under their control, so the other party wanted to negotiate with Gastina. They wanted a route under their control.

Will Gastina agree?

Of course not, this is her territory, the territory she and her deceased husband Paul worked so hard to build, and Paul even lost his life because of it!

No one can mess around in her territory, even if those guys bribe the 'killing machine'.

Today is an ordinary night, just like any other day,

It doesn't look any different.

There were just five muscular, suspicious-looking people in combat uniforms moving quickly under the night.

Their movements are standard and fast, and their cooperation with each other does not require any words.

With just a few exchanges of glances and movements, the person has entered the house where the target is located. There are no gunshots, no fighting, and no one shouting for help.

20 minutes later, the five people disappeared under the night again, but the people in the room lost their lives.

Then, just as they came, the five people quickly disappeared into the night without a trace.

The morning light shines, dispelling the darkness and exposing some of the sins hidden under the night.

For example, the heads dumped in the wasteland next to the village like garbage, the corpses in a mess in the middle of the road, and the bastards who had their throats cut in their own houses...

As a result, Tijuana was extremely busy today, and the police officers on horseback and bicycles were so busy that they were confused.

The worst thing is the novices who can only run on two legs. The police station doesn't have that much transportation, so they have to rely on themselves.

The police were already used to seeing corpses exposed in conspicuous places. This was once again those damn drug dealers dealing with traitors.

Putting it in an obvious place is to give a warning to others, whether they are your own people or enemies.

But bodies found in nice-to-have houses in the city are not so commonplace.

In fact, while searching for evidence, they found something even more interesting in the room.

Guns, police ranks, combat uniforms and black hoods, "Who are these people?"

A large number of police officers and vicious-looking people appeared in groups around the house. They kept talking and arguing about something.

‘Things are serious. ’ People who saw this thought in their hearts, and moved forward involuntarily, trying to figure out what was going on here.

On the contrary, there were five guys who seemed to have no connection with each other and were mixed in with the crowd who were anxious to leave.

Although she lost a lot of people here, Gastina was still well-informed, so she quickly learned about this small execution that took place in Tijuana.

In terms of the number of people attacked, it was indeed a small execution.

But in a significant way, it was enough to send shockwaves throughout Mexico.

The identities of those people were supposed to be confidential, accessible only to insiders, and they were strictly protected.

Fake identity, fake address, fake job, everything is fake.

Whenever they perform missions, they will wear hoods, and unnecessary padding will be installed in their combat uniforms to change small details such as body shape and height.

These are all learned from SHIELD. They are actually their new disguise topics. The Mexican government has always maintained necessary contact with them.

Of course, more of them want to enjoy the benefits and obtain ready-made, effective and advanced training courses, tactics and weapons from them.

In recent years, the Mexican government has been one of SHIELD's largest arms procurement customers, which is why they generously share the latest courses, tactical ideas, etc.

And if you want to do this, you must have someone to guide you. It becomes extremely easy for the instructors who are stationed to know where some people are.