Chapter 80 Do You Know Where the Gate of the Military Court Is?
Zacatecas State.
A strong man wearing black short-sleeves walked out of Wal-Mart, with large tattoos exposed on his shoulders, a sturdy build, and a thick beard.
Holding the purchased food in his hands, he got into a pickup truck. Through the mirror, he could see two people sitting inside.
When the vehicle was about to start, they saw a van crossing in front of them. The driver was so frightened that he braked, honked the horn angrily, and then stuck his head out and cursed continuously.
The van door opens.
Four armed men jumped down from above, wearing skull masks. One of them held a shotgun and "jumped" at the driver's head!
Like opening a watermelon.
The remaining people opened the car door, dragged the remaining two people out and pushed them to the ground.
"LS Luo, where is Benjamin?"
Kennedy Heisenberg stood in front of him and asked the brawny man in short sleeves, but the other man stared and refused to answer.
"Snapped!"
A slap in the face.
"Where is Benjamin?!"
But the other party's face was swollen from the slap, but he resisted, "I don't know."
Kennedy didn't bother to say anything. He took out his pistol, pointed it at his head and shot him decisively. He looked at the other man and asked, "Where is Benjamin?"
"I...I don't know, I really don't know, I'm just an ordinary good citizen." The man was frightened.
"Handover!" Kennedy waved.
The police officer standing behind put a plastic bag directly over the man's head and strangled him hard. The bag suddenly became foggy. He struggled hard, gasping for air in the panic, and then quickly became extremely hypoxic.
When the bag was opened, the man was gasping for air.
"I don't know, I don't know." He was still chanting.
It's not that they are really that hard-boned, but if they get out of Benjamin's position, the people from the Tijuana Group will definitely kill them!
The two Benjamin brothers are notoriously cruel, and with the guidance of "Godfather" Gallardo, they are very cautious!
"Take off your pants!"
Kennedy took a stick from the van and handed it to one of the officers, who then pulled the man over and pulled down his pants.
"Bring it to me!" Another police officer nicknamed "Leopard Lion" grabbed the stick and said sternly, "If you want to let your butt blossom, I guarantee that you will only like men for the rest of your life."
My chrysanthemum aches a little.
What man can endure this crime?
She spoke with a tearful tone, "There will be sister Benjamin's engagement party at Masamitra in the evening, and all the top executives of the Tijuana Group will show up at that time, and no one else will."
Kennedy nodded, patted his face, "Thanks, kill him."
"Leopard Lion" grabbed him by the hair and shot him three times in the head.
A group of people got into a van and left in style.
After a few minutes, the Wal-Mart security guard came out tremblingly. When he saw the body on the ground, he swallowed before choosing to call the police.
fine…
It doesn't affect business.
The van drove directly to an abandoned factory, which served as a temporary stop.
Victor received the news that his old boss "Alejandro" was coming to Baja California to take up the post, and wanted to make some political achievements for him.
If Alejandro knew that he had such a good subordinate, he would happily tell him to die.
In fact, the fundamental reason is that Victor cannot stay on the island forever. He will use this as a springboard to "enter" Baja California. The Tijuana drug cartel entrenched here is the number one that needs to be eliminated.
Kennedy brought his men over first to see if there was any chance of killing Brother Benjamin?
When such a large organization is leaderless, it will be even easier to attack.
"Boss, how do we break into the hotel at night?"
"Kill all the drug dealers and go in openly." Kennedy cherished his words like gold.
The remaining EDM police officers looked at each other.
So rude?
Is there any plan?
"As long as we eliminate everyone, no one will know that we are assassins."
Kennedy pushed a table away, patted the ground, and heard a hollow sound. He found the ring and pulled it hard, and a thick smell hit his face.
"Go down, there are things prepared by the boss."
Three police officers went down wearing gas masks and soon dragged out a box with a skull painted on it.
Also written in Spanish: Armas químicas, peligrosas! (Chemical weapons! Danger!)
Several police officers looked at each other, and they immediately understood what was inside.
"Boss, is this going to a military court?"
Kennedy glanced, "Do you know which way the court-martial door opens?"
He paused, "Besides, the boss will go to jail."
Police officers: "???"
"This is not a necessity. If everything goes well, we won't need it at all. It just gives us a kind of comfort in our hearts."
This thing…
The lethality is still too abnormal.
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When Victor arrived at the dock in a Hummer, he saw police officers confronting seven or eight people, many of whom were wearing Guatemalan military uniforms.
A man with slightly dark skin, who didn't know if he had Nico blood, pointed at a police officer and sprayed feces. He was far away, and Victor could hear what the other person said.
But in the blink of an eye, all the information about the other party came out.
Carlos Ruiz Felix
male!
The new mayor of Guadalupe Island.
A senior member of the Tijuana drug cartel.
Benjamin Felix's cousin.
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In 1987, when Governor Rafael Marquez was running for election, more than 200 people held a rally to demand his resignation because of his corruption.
The governor was furious and threatened: "Show them some color."
A few hours later, a mixed force of armed men and police attacked the student marchers. The masked armed men opened fire on the spot, and the crowd fled in all directions. Six students died and more than 20 were injured.
The head of the police force at the time was Carlos Ruiz Felix.
He watched the marchers being slaughtered.
This incident did not cause any disturbance at the time. There was the governor above and the Tijuana drug cartel below. He would only stay in it for two years at most.
This time, he finally got the chance and it was his turn to take the position.
"Kill him!"
Victor never asked the scum why he became a scum, he just did it!
The EDM officer driving the vehicle nodded and stepped on the accelerator. The engine of the Hummer roared loudly, and everyone on the dock looked over at once.
A Hummer rushed towards the crowd at a high speed.
Several Guatemalan soldiers who reacted quickly were frightened and quickly dodged, but some were knocked to the ground.
A dog in the distance was frightened and stood up with its tail between its legs.
The Hummer directly knocked Carlos Ruiz three or four meters away, and did not slow down, and ran over his head directly!
With a kick of his legs, his eyes... his head were gone.
Victor got out of the car and looked at the crushed head on the ground. He frowned, "There are still drug cartels on the island. The new mayor and Guatemalan outreach personnel were all killed!"
Casaredo was smart. He aimed the machine gun on the car at the remaining personnel and pulled the trigger to sweep them.
Damn, they don't even let others speak.
There is no freedom at all!
I'm sorry, Victor, you're a "dictator" here!
"Throw it into the sea to feed the sharks."
"Boss, what should we do if the state asks us for drug dealers?" Casare thought about it in a comprehensive way.
Victor glanced at the dog that stood up and stuck out its tongue, "I think he is the leader of the drug cartel."
Casare's face twitched, and he forced out a sentence, "Boss, dogs can't shoot, right?"
"Maybe the dogs on Guadalupe Island are smarter?"
"It's their business whether they believe it or not. Since they all believe in the existence of God, why can't they believe that this dog is a drug dealer? Isn't this double standard? It doesn't matter whether they think so. What matters is that I think it is, and it must be!"
"Then...what are you going to do?"
Victor's eyes flashed, "Do you eat dog meat?"
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