Chapter 75 Are You Threatening Me in My Territory? ! (First Order Required)

Guadalupe Island Pier.

A pure white small yacht is docked.

Claudia Abrego is standing on the deck. She is very beautiful or sexy. Her name tells you that she is a member of the Abrego family, the founder of the Gulf Group.

She has a cigarette in her mouth, but her eyes are fixed on the fully armed police officers on the dock.

Wearing desert spot camouflage, Salomon (France) combat boots, and a mask, only a pair of eyes are exposed, deep and oppressive.

If it weren't for the clear words "Policía" on the armband, Claudia Abrego would have thought it was a special forces unit from some country.

She waited patiently. After about ten minutes, she saw a Hummer driving into the dock. A fat man jumped out of it and walked over quickly. When he looked at her, his eyes stayed on her chest.

Claudia found out.

But her expression was very calm. In Mexico, if women want to continue in the male-dominated criminal industry, their chastity is the easiest to sell.

Men are all lustful.

There is a saying in Mexico that if you want to be in power, you must first be a mistress!

In order to build connections, Claudia has been to many parties held by drug dealers and is known for being "open-minded".

Casare stood on the dock and did not introduce himself, "Come up, I'll take you to see Boss Victor."

Claudia nodded and walked onto the land with the help of the bodyguard. I don't know if it was an illusion, but when she stepped on the ground, the fat man opposite seemed to smile and move his mouth.

"Sir, what are you talking about?" Claudia asked.

"It's okay, Guadalupe Island welcomes you." Casare smiled happily and opened the car door for her personally.

In fact, what he just said was... "The money has arrived!"

The Hummer drove Claudia through the residential area. On the road, they could meet children wearing open-crotch pants. When they saw the vehicle, they were not afraid, but played and chased each other.

Claudia was very thoughtful. She had heard about the events on Guadalupe Island. It was said that the chief of the rural area in Mexico was very cruel and killed all the drug dealers on the island!

At that time, she thought it was a rumor, but she had seen the body in Ensenada City.

The shark had eaten half of it.

The top management of the Gulf Group felt that this was a difficult opponent, so they sent Claudia to get the goods back.

After all, for men, the body of a beautiful woman is also a target to conquer.

The drug addicts on the other side were already crying for food.

The Hummer drove all the way to the police station.

There were patrol cars everywhere on the road.

In the police station, Claudia even saw armored vehicles and artillery, and some of them were covered with awnings. Is this the army or the police?

Claudia became nervous. If the Mexican police are equipped like this, what's the point? Just surrender.

No, I must suggest to the person in charge to upgrade the equipment of the Gulf Group after I go back. At least the helicopters must be equipped with everything.

Casare took Claudia upstairs and knocked on the door. He waited for the voice of the office to invite him in before he pushed the door open.

Claudia turned her head and saw a man sitting behind the desk. He had short dark hair, deep eyes, and a cigarette in his mouth. His face was not handsome, but his lines were very tough.

"A lady?"

Victor smiled and pointed at the cigarette on the table. "Welcome, do you want to smoke?"

Claudia walked over boldly, picked up the cigarette and put it in her mouth, then took the cigarette from Victor's mouth with her hand, lit it for herself, and took a puff. "It tastes great."

"You are very brave, lady."

"Abrego's women are not timid." Claudia paused and pulled off the headscarf that tied her hair. "And my breasts are also very big. Do you want to touch them? As long as you promise to return our goods to us."

Casare's ears perked up. Is it so direct?

But when he turned his head and thought, Mexican female drug dealers are like this, clean and self-disciplined? If you are clean and self-disciplined, what kind of drug dealer are you?

For example, Sandra, the "Queen of the Pacific", originally wanted to be a journalist. "Godfather" Gallardo was his distant uncle. Relying on the influence of her family, she interviewed many drug lords, but she was kidnapped by a drug dealer who failed to court her.

She was released a few months later.

You can imagine what would happen if a woman was kidnapped for a few months?

Anyway, after she was released, she made up her mind to become the queen of drugs.

And Claudia in front of him is not a good person either.

Victor "saw" her news.

At the age of 11, she was betrothed by her father to a child of a drug cartel who was 7 years older than her, but at the age of 13, she killed this "husband" who had been abusing her. At the age of 15, she married again. At this time, her husband was a judicial police commander in Nuevo León, but after 3 years of marriage, she found that the other party had cheated on her and killed him with her own hands.

Since then, she understood that if a woman wanted to stop being an appendage, she could only become stronger. She joined the Gulf Group led by her cousin Garcia Abrego and eliminated many opponents with her beauty.

Nicknamed "Red Spider (Araa roja)"

Victor smiled when he heard Claudia's "conditions", "Your X is not worth 80 million US dollars, let's talk about reality."

Why is the price of chicken so expensive?

Claudia heard the mockery in the other party's tone, but her long-standing "quality" still allowed her to suppress her anger and gestured to the bodyguard behind her, who handed him a handbag in his hand.

"There are 4 bearer checks in it, each for 2 million US dollars."

"80 million US dollars worth of goods, you want 8 million to redeem it?"

Claudia looked at him, "This is the sincerity of the Gulf Cartel, and we have obtained the right to use Guadalupe Island from Tijuana. If you agree, we can hand over the island to you."

This made Victor laugh out loud.

"Tijuana? What is that? Is Guadalupe Island theirs? What right does a drug trafficking organization have to divide your territory?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Ma'am, this is a police station, not a mental hospital."

Claudia frowned, with a warning in her tone, "Officer Victor, you have to think clearly. The Tijuana + Gulf Group is not comparable to those small drug dealers. We also have deep connections in Mexico City."

"Are you threatening me?" Victor suddenly asked.

Claudia opened her hands, "I am from the Abrego family. I am just stating a fact. If you think so, maybe it's okay."

Victor nodded.

"If you plan to continue in Mexican politics, we can also help you. What we like most is to support potential..."

Claudia wanted to continue speaking, but heard a loud voice, "You are threatening me on my territory!"

Victor grabbed a Mossberg M9200A1 shotgun from the bottom of the table, pulled the cover with his left hand, and pulled the trigger in Claudia's horrified eyes.

Bang!

He "sprayed" the other person out directly. This scene changed so quickly that not only the bodyguard, but even Casare didn't react.

When the bodyguard came to his senses, he subconsciously reached into his clothes to draw his gun, and Victor shot him.

His head was directly blown up!

Victor was still not satisfied. He casually held the gun in one hand and swung it hard, aiming at Claudia's face on the ground and fired another shot.

The delicate facial features were gone in an instant.

Victor breathed a sigh of relief after all the bullets in the shotgun were used up.

There were already police officers rushing in with guns at the door.

Seeing the body on the ground and the chief smoking, they looked at each other.

"It's okay, it was an accident." Victor waved his hand, "Drag the body down."

The police officers "picked up" the beaten body.

"It's a waste, it's a waste." Casare muttered.

"What did you say?" Victor asked.

Casare shook his head, "Boss, these two are from the Gulf Group..."

"You are still the backbone of my Victor Group, what are you afraid of?"

"I want to make them understand that sooner or later, the violent organization in Mexico is not the drug cartel, but me, Victor!"

"Victor Carlos Vieri!"

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