Chapter 136 Victor Is My Father!

Is this a simple request?

Cuauhcmote's face froze.

A full-scale war against drug dealers means that Mexico will overthrow all the current order. After all, the order of evil is still order, which is better than Haiti.

To a certain extent, the interests of the compradors and bureaucrats will not change, and the drug dealers have no intention of rebelling. They are just sucking blood from ordinary people.

"They control 90% of the country's wealth." Cuauhcmote said in a low voice.

Victor knew who the "they" he was talking about was.

When Calderon announced the war on drugs in 2006, on December 13, he launched the navy, army, and air force, 19 aircraft, 38 helicopters, 1 maritime patrol fleet, 246 vehicles, 29 drug dogs and more than 5,000 soldiers to launch a siege against drug cartels in Michoacan.

Do you know how many were finally wiped out?

A total of 5,023 plantations were destroyed, 127 guns were confiscated, and 120 drug dealers were arrested.

What kind of results is this?

This is called a picnic!

Although there are many plantations, they are not worth anything. After the millennium, drug cartels no longer make money by planting DM. They have been selling new drugs such as KKY, which have high profits and low costs.

In other words, these people are just "face" given to Calderon by others.

I don't know if Calderon was angry to death, but when he announced the failure of the war on drugs, he said something meaningful, "Drug dealers are well nourished on this soil."

"Are you afraid?" Victor asked suddenly.

"Of course not!" Kwaukmot replied quickly.

"Then are you still worried and lack confidence?"

The other party was silent now.

"They control 90% of Mexico's wealth, while I control a police force of nearly 4,000 people, and a 15,000-man National Guard will be established in Lower California. I also have 6 armed helicopters, a maritime patrol boat, 17 armored vehicles, 117 guns of various calibers, and countless guns of various types!"

"I just want to ask!"

"How many US dollars can stop my 150mm artillery!" Victor's eyes were aggressive.

Warlord!

NTM This is a warlord!

But when the gun is pointed at the head, there will always be applause: "Wow, it feels so awesome."

Cuauhcmote's face was also shocked.

4,000 police force?

With the kind of weapons and equipment he saw on the road, it is no exaggeration to say that there is no army in Mexico that can fight him head-on.

How rotten the army is, doesn't Cuauhcmote know it?

Punch card in the army during the day, and be a drug dealer at night.

The main thing is a part-time job.

"Sir, I don't understand politics, but I always believe that fists = rights. If it's mine, I should fight for it. Don't worry. If anyone dares to snatch our food at the table, we will smash his mouth."

"Your name should be hung high in the history of Mexico like your father. Your bronze statue should stand forever in front of the Mexican official residence. Your name is Mexico!" Victor's tone was full of "bewitching" color.

Alejandro sitting next to him: ? ? ? ?

You said the same thing to me at the beginning! Scumbag, you said the same thing to two people.

Cuauhkmot's heart was beating.

What is the purpose of life?

Nothing but fame and fortune!

Although he wanted to agree directly, Cuauhkmot had been struggling for decades, and he understood a sentence, "There is no love without reason and no hate without reason."

"What else do you want?"

Victor almost said: "I want to control the world's troops."

Of course, this is absolutely impossible. What country can let a person who will be 30 years old in a few months be the leader of the military and police?

Do you think it's Africa!

Unless there is a military coup, but look at Victor, it's written on his forehead: Loyal to the country and love the people, and on his chin: Heroic and courageous. Will such a person rebel?

He is a hero of drug control, a pioneer of drug eradication, His Majesty Victor (deleted!)

In fact, the most important thing is that he wants a name. If you advocate drug control now, the Americans will not do anything to you. The old Americans in the 1990s were still very proud in their bones, and they were not as indulgent on drugs as they were after the millennium.

You prohibit drugs, and sometimes they are eager to agree.

The political system of the United States is like this. There are two parties. If you agree, I will definitely disagree, and if you disagree, I will definitely agree.

If there is a military coup...

Today, they shout that Mexico is dead and Victor should be in power, and tomorrow they will be eliminated.

Latin America is the back garden of the Eagle Sauce. Do you think anyone can stand up?

Victor smiled, "I am for the Mexican people. Of course, I found that Mr. Alejandro is firmly on our side on the road we share. We should give him more responsibilities and power. He is very suitable to be the governor of Lower California."

See, this is the art of speaking!

Alejandro heard this and straightened his back. He looked at Cuauhcmote nervously. The other turned his head, looked at him, glanced up and down, and nodded with a smile, "I can feel Mr. Alejandro's righteousness."

"I will promote the progress of this matter."

Alejandro was relieved.

He swore!

The most correct thing in his life is to hold Victor's thigh!

He was promoted from the director of the Prison Bureau to the governor in less than a year. There are only 32 states in Mexico, which means that he has almost become a fiefdom.

Long live Uncle Victor! !

The conversation between the two parties was very pleasant, and at least they reached a consensus on basic understanding.

At the end of the conversation, Cuauquemot made a personal request that his wife and son be in Baja California.

"I don't want them to follow me into danger again."

Victor nodded, "Of course, no problem. I will arrange for him to go to school on Guadalupe Island and arrange for your wife to work in the city hall. For your safety, you can rest assured that you can leave your guards to us."

Quaukmot said sincerely: "Thank you! Thank you!"

Regarding the Guards, it's not that Victor wants to put people around him. The main thing is that besides himself, does anyone else believe in him?

During Calderon's time, 15 people in the Presidential Guard had connections with drug traffickers, and some even poisoned him.

The struggle is sometimes unscrupulous!

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Mexico City. Presidential residence.

Carlos hasn't eaten in almost two days.

Quintero is missing!

He knows a lot of his secrets.

It can even be said to be a scandal.

Kick, kick, kick.

The sound of footsteps came, and secretary Ajit trotted in. He had been very busy recently, with a hurried look on his face. He looked at Carlos's back and took a deep breath, "Mr."

"explain."

"According to the investigation by Mexico's National Security Intelligence Agency (Cisen), he should have been kidnapped by "professional" people. After obtaining his contact information, it was found that before he disappeared, he was in contact with a woman named Leanna LSero Carters. The female reporter contacted me.”

Cisen also investigated the female reporter, and she was arrested by Victor during her interview in Baja California!

Carlos turned his head sharply, "Victor?"

Ajith nodded.

There was still too little swear words in Spanish. Carlos's old face was so red that he couldn't help but say two words, "Bastard!"

Ajit raised his eyes and looked at him, then told him another piece of news, "Cisen investigated and found out that Cuaukmote took a leave of absence because of something going on at home, but... we found that he took his whole family to Baja California."

"Kwaukmot?!!"

If Victor is the "beating grasshopper" in Carlos's eyes, then Cuauquemot is the thorn in his side.

Among Mexican factions, Cuauquemot has been a challenger for his position.

And Carlos wanted to be re-elected, so he kept guarding against him.

Even some of the "methods" used by drug dealers were his acquiescence. Even his wife's leg was hit by a car because of him!

The purpose is to damage his reputation.

Many people on the outside changed their stance when they saw that there was no future for him.

But seeing the person he pinned to the ground trying to get up, he was also followed by another "bastard planning to form a partnership?"

That's not bad.

Carlos's bald head was shining fiercely.

"Kill him! Find someone to kill him!"

His voice was hysterical in the office.

I can't fuck Victor...

Can't I beat you?

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