Chapter 213 The Thugs From South America Are Going to Bully the Statue of Liberty Today!

Tijuana, City Hall.

Mexico City did not send a governor, so Cuauhcmote asked Victor to serve as acting governor first.

Acting!

The salary will not increase.

Does this count as the concentration of military and political power in one hand?

Many people in Tijuana have already said that Victor may be a dictator now, but he has not yet appeared in a landmark "scene".

For example, in 1979, the "Lion of the Middle East" stood on the stage, smoking a cigar, and pointed out 68 names to hundreds of officials below.

22 of these people were taken out of the meeting room and shot.

Victor has not done such crazy things yet. At most, you can only say that he is a "military parliament".

"Alejandro's funeral will be held as a state funeral. At that time, let Mexico City send the vice president over. You will be fully responsible. The ashes will be buried in Guadalupe Island..." Victor smoked a cigar and paused here, "Buried in the Tijuana National Cemetery."

The latter's expression moved.

Is this the final conclusion?

That is to say, Alejandro will not be thrown into the cemetery as a traitor, but as the governor, and a state funeral will be held.

Is Victor not angry?

Casare doesn't think so. The quieter the boss is, the more he gathers the fire of thunder.

The meaning of Guadalupe Island is different. Obviously, letting him hide here means that he will never forgive him even if he dies.

"Are his wife and son back?"

Fatty Ka hurriedly lowered his head, "They are back."

Victor didn't speak again, smoking, but his breathing became heavier, "Find an accident and send them away."

Kill!

Casare didn't really like Alejandro, but he still raised his head after hearing this, looked at the boss, and nodded slowly.

"Leave it to me."

Victor is very narrow-minded. You, Alejandro, want to kill me with the CIA. Did you commit suicide? You just want to take all the responsibility on yourself. Do you think I will abide by the rules?

Fuck your rules!

My rules are the rules!

Send your wife and children to see you.

Victor understood that if you can't tame an ungrateful person, you should kill him!

"Do it cleanly, don't make it too painful."

This is Victor's "civilization".

Casare nodded and squinted.

"I plan to re-select an intelligence agency from the Mexican Ministry of Information to deal with the increasingly severe infiltration work of the CIA!"

Victor doesn't believe that there are no traitors inside.

Especially the CIA, which likes to find idiots so much, you have to admire their dog-raising skills.

But if you dare to raise one, Victor will dare to kill it!

Maybe it's time to slowly plant "our own people" in important departments.

Casare's eyebrows jumped. The boss is not going to do an internal purge, right? ? ?

This... another group of people will die!

Dongdongdong~

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Victor picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Jason Bourne walked in with a serious face, "Boss, the FBI blocked the door of the CIA, and the two sides exchanged fire. William Webster was shot and killed."

"Puff!"

Victor spurted out a mouthful of water and directly gave Casare, who was sitting opposite, a "face-washing service".

"Sorry, sorry, wipe it yourself."

He handed over the tissue on the table and looked at Jason Bourne: "Is the news accurate?"

"The United States did not admit it, but the FBI urgently changed its leader. Our informant in Virginia said there is a 90% chance."

Victor was really confused this time.

I just want to cause some trouble for the CIA. Do the FBI people have to be so brave? Just go up and kill the boss.

This is unique in hundreds of years of history!

There has never been anyone before, and there will be no one after. Usually, the two gangs fight to the death, but it is limited to grassroots personnel. The two sides have had gun battles on the streets many times, but when the local police come, they will run away quickly.

Good guy, really good guy!

Victor couldn't help laughing, "Sorry, I can already imagine how much of a joke this would be if it spread around the world."

"The FBI and CIA are currently in a state of internal chaos, and we have received two pieces of intelligence from Colombia. Pablo has sent an assassination team to assassinate Casare, but the good news is that the team is led by Ethan Hunt, who has gained Pablo's trust." Jason Bourne said.

Casare, who was wiping his face, heard the news, stared, and waved his hand, "Why me?"

"Maybe, they think you are easy to bully."

Casare was really panicked when he heard it. He didn't want to die yet, and looked at Victor eagerly, "Boss~"

"Add more security, Ethan Hunt knows his limits, Tijuana is not a place where they can come and go as they please."

Jason Bourne glanced at him, "Second news, Colombian drug dealers want to blow up the Statue of Liberty!"

Victor sat up straight when he heard the news. Casare next to him was also startled, and then he lost his voice, "Are they crazy?"

"Maybe Pablo's head was broken by a woman's buttocks!" Jason Bourne spread his hands.

"Is this reliable?"

"Ethan knew it through an internal line, it's very likely, boss, should we notify the FBI?"

Victor squinted his eyes, his brain spinning rapidly, thinking about the pros and cons.

Telling the FBI, there are two possibilities, one, the other party does not believe the Mexicans at all, what kind of stuff are you, and you have an intelligence department? And get news from Colombia?

Or agree, but the new director will not conduct a one-on-one investigation on every Colombian in a big way. What he has to do is definitely to settle the shit with the CIA first,

Drug dealers blow up the Statue of Liberty?

Are you kidding.

But if you don't tell them that the Statue of Liberty was really blown up, even if it didn't collapse, it would be like a slap in the face of the Americans.

FBI and CIA will have to suffer!

At this time, the Americans were engaged in the Gulf War. In fact, when the war started, the "Middle East Lion" expressed that it would negotiate to solve the problem. At most, it would make you Americans happy, but their aircraft carriers and planes and hundreds of thousands of elks have gathered. They can't help but fight.

Eagle sauce: Be good, stick your butt up, let me give you a blow!

Once the war starts, it is impossible to end it just like that.

At this time, the landmark was bombed. With the temper of the Americans, they must retaliate. The internal problems themselves made them angry, but they were busy and couldn't do anything.

But will Amen support others?

For example... myself in Mexico next door!

Thinking of this, Victor's eyes lit up.

He has always been in the name of drug prohibition.

He can also get some military assistance from the Americans!

His chest was thumping with joy. This bombing might be the outlet for his rapid development.

Could it be... this is the fate of the country?

This stuff is really mysterious, just like Kennedy said that he would not let certain people have atomic bombs while he was alive.

Well, then he died.

I can just take advantage of this opportunity to rise!

I have to think about it, what to do first?

Should I write the manuscript first, and when the Statue of Liberty collapses, I will criticize this behavior as soon as possible?

Then let the whole country of Kuaukmot lower the flag to mourn what happened to the other party, and directly label myself as an ally who can "cooperate and be reliable".

This is called adding impression points!

If you don't hug the thigh of the United States when you are so close to it, do you go to the Soviets?

"Boss..." Jason Bourne shouted softly.

"This matter... Keep it in your stomach, and don't tell anyone!" Victor said in a deep voice.

"What if the Statue of Liberty collapses..." Casare said hesitantly.

"What does it have to do with us? Did you blow it up?"

Victor's eyelids drooped, "What we have to consider is what we will get if this really happens. Even if the Pentagon is bombed, it has nothing to do with us. Anyway, I didn't blow it up."

Casare glanced at Jason Bourne.

"Keep this matter to yourself. If anyone leaks it out." Victor paused and said gloomily, "I will send him to see Alejandro!"

Both of them heard the solemnity in the boss's tone and nodded vigorously.

Victor smiled.

He took out cigarettes for them, "Don't be nervous, smoke a cigarette first, am I scary?"

Casare smiled awkwardly, "No, no, the boss looks kind and friendly!"

Prerequisite...

Don't make him unhappy.

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New York. Liberty Island.

There is nothing fun in this place, only a Statue of Liberty holding a Christmas tree, but this thing was given by the French to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the founding of the United States.

Why is this thing so valuable?

Perhaps, it adds a lot of bright colors to the few histories of the United States.

A group of Colombians sneaked into the scenic area, but completely missed one thing!

There are many foreign tourists in this place. At a glance, it is almost full of people. They were squeezed aside several times, and nearby, local police gathered together to talk and laugh, not paying attention to the crowd at all.

This also gave them the opportunity to commit crimes and slowly approached the Statue of Liberty.

A group of South Americans looked at each other in the crowd. A man with a slanted beard and wearing green clothes pushed the tourists in front of him away, his face was hideous, and he took out a tied bomb from his arms and threw it at the Statue of Liberty!

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing!" A sharp-eyed policeman shouted.

The bomb was thrown under the Statue of Liberty, boom!!!

The power of the bombs of the Spanish "ETA" organization is beyond words. The violent explosion obviously made the statue shake vigorously.

The tourists ran screaming and the crowd began to panic!

The police rushed over, but were pushed aside by the crowd.

"Pablo! Long live!"

"Long live the North American Narcotics Association!"

"Kill the Americans, long live the Colombians!"

More than a dozen people screamed and pulled out bombs from different directions, and one person tied it directly to his body and rushed towards the Statue of Liberty, but within two seconds, the whole person exploded.

The broken limbs and arms flew directly into the sky, and the blood also poured down like rain.

The rest of the people threw bombs one after another.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

"Run!! Goddess... the arm is broken!!!"

I don't know who screamed, and I saw that the arm holding "Christmas" was directly cracked, and then fell directly in the horrified eyes of everyone!

How much does this arm weigh?

It must be more than ten tons!

It fell heavily below, and the tourists around who didn't have time to dodge were directly crushed to death, bloody and fleshy, affecting a large number of people, and they kept wailing.

Drug dealers! They are just bastards!

They have no humanity!

These bastards cheered and rushed towards the remaining remains with fanatical and crazy eyes, determined to blow up this landmark!

The thugs from South America are going to humiliate the Statue of Liberty today!

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