Chapter 123 I Know Where Jin Tro Is!

Mexicali Prison.

Leanna LS Luo Cartes was dragged by handcuffs and held by two policemen.

"I'm a reporter, where are you taking me? You are seeking revenge for personal gain!"

She began to panic. The previous script was not like this. No matter which mayor or governor advocated drug prohibition, as long as he stood on the perspective of "humanity" and "dignity", he would be successful.

Those people could only be speechless by their own questions.

But why didn't it work in Victor this time?

NMD!

Let me out!

The police officer on the left looked at her and sneered, "Don't you sympathize with drug dealers? I'll take you to see them and let you brainwash them."

You still want to leave after offending Chief Victor?

I'll send you to the west directly!

Leanna LS Luo Cartes was stunned when she heard it. I was just talking, are you serious?

"No! No!"

She struggled hard.

But adults always have to pay the price for their actions.

The police officer dragged her to the innermost cell.

Drug dealers were imprisoned on both sides. When they heard the noise, they all stood up, holding the cell door with both hands and shaking it vigorously, especially when they saw the woman, they screamed.

"Quiet! CNMD! If you scream again, I'll smash your mouth!" The leading police officer shouted.

The drug dealers were instantly quiet.

These people were not arrested by Victor's men, but were imprisoned before. Fortunately, they were lucky. If they were outside, they might have been used as fertilizer now.

But in order to prevent them from making trouble, Victor had 30 drug dealer leaders pulled out as soon as he gained a foothold in Mexicali and executed them directly in front of them!

"If you want to die, make trouble!"

"Officer, what's wrong with this woman?" A drug dealer asked with a bold smile.

"They want to preach to you and make you believe in Jesus." The police officer joked, "Whose cell is empty?"

"Then come to me, I like to listen to God the most, come in quickly!"

"Go, go, go, my parents are Christians, and so am I. Sister, where are your stockings?"

"Come to me, I have a tattoo of the Virgin Mary on my back, come here, show me, and my bed is also very spacious."

The drug dealers were excited when they heard it, and boldly stretched out their hands to pull her, which scared the female reporter to cry loudly, her legs were shaking, and she knelt on the ground, and she was scared to urinate.

A group of drug dealers, with messy tattoos on their bodies, and then pulling you hard, this would scare anyone, right?

"No, don't leave me here."

She hugged the legs of the police officer next to her and cried loudly.

This ugly appearance...

You want drug dealers to have "dignity", drug dealers want to kill you.

"I know where Quintero is, I know where he's hiding!" Leanna LS Ro Cartes shouted, "I can tell Victor not to send me to jail."

The prison was quiet for a while, and the noisy drug dealers shut up instantly and looked at each other.

"Bitch! Shut up, do you believe I'll kill you!" Suddenly a furious voice came, and a drug dealer, who was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, stared at the other party, "If you say it again, I'll kill your whole family!"

"Shut up!" The police officer restrained his smile and pointed at the drug dealer.

"I remember you, I remember you, bitch!" The other party was still shouting, staring at the female reporter.

The police officer was furious, let go of Leanna LS Ro Cartes' arm, pulled the submachine gun, and fired at the strong man's prison!

Bang, bang, bang...

Directly killed more than a dozen drug dealers inside.

"I told you to shut up, but you treated me as if I was talking nonsense. Do you want to be shot?" The police officer looked at the drug dealers in other cells, and they immediately became as calm as puppies and retracted their hands.

Damn...

Victor's soldiers are just irritable.

This is EDM's man. The director has said that drug dealers can be killed regardless of their fate.

Letting them live for one day is also Mr. Victor's greatest tolerance.

Who said that they can't be killed in prison?

Leanna LS Luo Cartes' eyes were blank, and the blood oozing from the corpse in the prison mixed with her urine.

The police officer frowned, went up and slapped him back and forth, pinching his chin, "Do you know where Quintero is?"

This is the most wanted criminal in the United States with a bounty.

On April 4, 1985, one month after Camarena was tortured and killed, Quintero was arrested in Costa Rica, and then extradited back to Mexico and imprisoned in Jalisco Prison.

But four years later, in 1988, he escaped successfully!

Some people found that the prison guards, the courts and even the Mexican government played different roles in this jailbreak.

This made the Americans very dissatisfied and issued a reward of 20 million US dollars.

The DEA hated him even more!

He almost fought with the CIA because of him.

If he could be caught, the Guadalupe Island Police Department would definitely gain a lot of face in the DEA, and even have a good influence in the DEA.

However, this guy is very cunning, and the Mexican government has no way to catch him.

No one knows where he is hiding.

There are rumors that he is even dead.

"You'd better not lie to us!" The police officer pointed at him and said, "Otherwise, we will let you know the harm of false alarms!"

The two men dragged the female reporter out. Her legs were weak, and the unknown liquid mixed with urine and blood on the ground had a foul smell.

See, the best way to cure Madonna bitches is to have them preach in prisons.

In this place, if you want to make them believe in God and change their ways, the best way is to beat them to death and make them pay attention in the next life.

Cambra valley.

Vic hung up Best's phone, couldn't help but laugh, and said again, "It's really interesting."

Casare was curious and leaned his head over, "Boss, what's wrong?"

"Best said Raul Salinas wanted to bribe him to get my criminal record and gave him a check to fill out."

"This bastard came here blindly. Boss, what crime did you commit? This is an insult! Absolute slander." Casare showed an expression of indignation.

Victor narrowed his eyes, "Who does this kind of threat intimidate government officials? Capture him to Guadalupe Island, and I will try his crimes!"

Casare nodded, "Such scum should be eliminated, otherwise, Mexico's environment and reputation will be destroyed by such people."

"Let people do it cleanly."

"no problem."

"Mr. Director, could you please come over and take some photos?" A reporter came over and asked nervously.

Victor smiled kindly and said, "Of course, no problem."

He followed a group of reporters and stood in front of drugs and arms. As the shutter clicked, this photo was destined to be recorded in history.

When the reporters left, Casare personally gave each of them a red envelope, giving different prices depending on the company behind them.

The cheapest ones are $200.

It’s okay, I have money anyway!

The paid reporters are sensible and will write better for you when the time comes.

"Huh? Where is the Mexican Newspaper Group?" Casare was still holding the last big red envelope in his hand, but no one came to collect it. This made him startled, and he asked a reporter.

The other party looked at him strangely, and then said, "The female reporter just now is from the Mexican newspaper group."

Kasare raised his eyebrows and stuffed the red envelope back into his pocket.

Great, saved $3,000.

As for whether the Mexican newspaper group will retaliate?

Hehehe…

Be careful about the explosion of the trash can at your door!

It must have been thrown away by drug dealers at that time.

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PS: Ten thousand words a day, don’t be too short! Really, 10,000 words a day! ! ! ! !