Chapter 128 The Beast We Supported Is Out of Control!

Chapter 128 The beast we supported...is out of control!

The secretary felt a little uncomfortable listening to the suppressed crying in the office. He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. After taking two puffs, he heard a thick voice behind him.

"Ajit, is Mr. Carlos here?"

The secretary hurriedly turned around and saw a man about forty years old standing behind him. He had disheveled hair, a thin figure, and sharp eyes, as if he could look into other people's hearts.

"Mr. Quintero," the secretary called hurriedly.

This is clearly Rafael Carlo Quintero, one of the three giants of the Guadalajara Group, nicknamed: Doctor (Doctor!)

He is a planting expert and a farmer. He was born in 1952 in rural Sinaloa, the "cradle of drug lords".

Quintero likes to be in the limelight. He likes to show off his wealth and strange animals. He especially raised 17 hippos and kept them in his private zoo. However, after the "Camarena" incident, he ran away and these hippos No one cares.

There was even news in 2020 that hippos were overflowing somewhere in Mexico. In fact, they were the descendants of 17 hippos.

Perhaps he was trying to make up for the fact that he had never read books since he was a child. His real girlfriend was Sara, the daughter of the then Minister of Education, Cosio.

Fortunately, he has never lacked milk since he was a child, or he would have to look for cows.

The reason why I was arrested in Costa Rica was because this bitch called home and exposed her secrets.

But having a girlfriend does not prevent him from finding a lover.

Mexican drug traffickers are not innocent...

Quintero nodded, "Has Mr. Raul been found?"

The secretary shook his head, "He was killed and his body was found in a village outside Mexico City."

Quintero wasn't too surprised. As a drug lord, of course he knew the consequences of being kidnapped in Mexico. Having a whole body showed that the person who kidnapped you was a good person.

"Who knows?"

The secretary glanced at the office and lowered his voice, "Victor from Baja California."

This name Quintero is so familiar!

If one were to choose the most famous person in Mexico in 1990.

The number one player must be Victor Carlos Vieri.

In front of the entire Mexico, Quintero's old friend: Zambada was shot.

I've never seen such a tough guy.

He fought against all the drug cartels in Mexico, and now he has provoked a powerful family like the "Salinas".

"He is really noisy." Quintero couldn't help but sigh.

The secretary also nodded beside him.

You said it would be great if we all make money together, but you want to crack down on drugs, so what do you mean? You are just a small policeman. You just have more people under your command and better weapons. Apart from these, what else do you have?

What are you still?

squeak~

The office door opens.

Quintero and his secretary looked over and saw Carlos Salinas walking out. His eyes were very red and bloodshot could be seen.

"Mr. Carlos." Quintero looked at him and said solemnly, "If there is anything you need my help with, just let me know."

The secretary glanced at him. Apart from the hundreds of millions of assets you still have hidden in your body, what else do you have?

The gang of younger brothers who followed you before are now big brothers. What are you doing out there?

Mopping floors?

Carlos really looked at him directly, his voice hoarse, "Quintero, I really need it..."

"Sir! Sir!"

Suddenly, I heard rapid footsteps, and then I saw a staff member of the Presidential Palace running over, with a serious look on his face and a trace of panic.

Carlos frowned, "Calm down! How many times have I told you that you need to calm down at all times!"

The other party stopped and took a deep breath. "The Baja California TV station suddenly released a recording. It was a conversation in which Mr. Raul admitted that there was a transaction between the Salinas family and drug dealers."

Carlos' eyes almost went dark, but Quintero hurriedly supported him. A group of people rushed into the office. The secretary quickly turned on the TV and tuned to the Baja California channel.

There are no images, only sounds.

"You mean there is some kind of deal between Salinas and Gallardo?" A male voice had obviously been processed.

"yes."

Raul's weak voice came, "Gallardo once served as a bodyguard for the governor of Jalisco, and that governor was a member of the Salinas family. We provided protection to his drug trafficking group and introduced him to Minister of Defense Galaki.”

"We receive more than 2.5 billion US dollars in share from the Guadalajara Group every year!"

"The money is enough for us to meet more upper-class people."

"But Quintero, that bastard, he ruined everything! He made Guadalajara fall apart, and the new drug lords who came to power had no manners and were only willing to give Salinas a semblance of respect."

"Mexico's drug order...is out of control!"

Raul said in a low tone: "We have unleashed more ferocious beasts, the evil order has been destroyed, and Mexico has finally fallen!"

The office was extremely quiet, and Quintero felt a chill all over his body.

It’s over…

If Carlos doesn't survive this time, he will have to step down.

Mexican drug officials struggle with the fact that this is a fact, but you can’t say it out loud. If you show it out, everyone will be embarrassed. Do you still want it?

Even when Netflix was filming "Narcos. Mexico", in the 9th episode of the first season, when the kidnapped US DEA agent Kiki was tortured, the Mexican official in charge of the torture said several "censored" names, and the "beep--" sound effect usually used to mute the sound was heard in the scene.

Why is this?

It's because they are afraid of not passing the trial.

Some of the people who colluded here even climbed to high positions later.

In Mexico, officials can sometimes be drug lords!

"Contact Aragon to block the satellite signal of Lower California, and immediately issue a statement that this kind of thing is purely fictitious, and the Mexican government will investigate it thoroughly."

Carlos still wanted to struggle. He was reluctant to step down like this, and planned to rely on his reputation and influence in Mexico to try to hold on.

The secretary acted immediately after hearing his order.

The boss fell, and they were not easy.

"Our trouble... is coming!" Carlos sat on the sofa and muttered to himself.

…

Even if the Aragon family, the Mexican media tycoon, blocked the entire Lower California signal as soon as they received Carlos' request, it was useless!

This storm gradually brewed.

And then it quickly unfolded.

Countless people who were watching Carlos were behind the scenes fanning the flames.

May 27, 1990!

10 a.m.

Mexico Gendarmerie Square!

People piled up, and from above, it looked like a sea of ​​people, at least more than 10,000 people!

"Gentlemen! Ladies!"

A man wearing glasses and Mexican clothes stood on the platform, waving his arms vigorously and shouting excitedly, his voice cracking, "We must always be courageous and not give this country and this world to drug dealers!"

"A drug dealer is leading us!"

"He is a liar, Carlos Salinas is a liar! He is leading Mexico to destruction!"

"We want life, we want peace, we don't want drugs, we don't want our next generation to live with a urine bag every day."

"We don't want our young people to lose their ideals, they should be healthy, happy and full of hope!"

"Survive! Survive! Survive!"

His shouting aroused the emotions of everyone, and the people around him held flags and cursed the drug dealers.

"Kill the drug dealers!"

It can be seen that the Mexican people really hate drugs.

Suddenly, a scream was heard from the outside, and the man standing on the platform tiptoed and saw the crowd outside panicking.

More than 20 pickup trucks rushed in directly!

There was a machine gun mounted on top, firing directly at the crowd!

"Run! Run! Run!"

"The drug dealer is killing people!"

The man waved his hands and shouted loudly, his scalp tingling as he watched the scene.

Hearing his shout, a drug dealer pointed the gun directly at him and pulled the trigger. The man fell from the platform, his glasses fell off and were crushed by the panicked crowd. He stared at the sky.

The sun was covered by dark clouds.

"Justice cannot be killed!"

He died with a loud shout!

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