Chapter 71 I, Victor, Uphold Justice!

The video of the drug dealer nicknamed Escorpión being eliminated was played on Guadalupe Island TV that night.

He also deliberately posted photos of him along with his burnt appearance.

When ordinary people saw it, their confidence in the police station gradually increased, while drug dealers were "fortunate" that they were not as hard-headed as scorpions.

Francisco was sitting at the bar. This should be his last visit to the bar on Guadalupe Island. He was watching the news on the TV and the tequila in his hand felt dull.

"Boss, do you want to take Nora away tomorrow?" the younger brother asked next to him.

Francisco slapped his hand, that was his mistress, they had a child together, he hesitated for a moment, sighed, "Leave some money for her, although the tyrant is here, Guadalupe Island is better than Other places are much safer.”

His father was a drug dealer, and his grandfather was also a drug dealer.

Drug dealer?

Sooner or later he will be dead in the wilderness!

A few may have good results.

Francisco also wanted to be a painter when he was a child. He liked Van Gogh, but unfortunately, the country of Mexico could not even accommodate a small desk and a dream. When he was a child, he avoided the killings of his father's enemies. His four brothers were underage. He died young at that time.

He had no choice but to take this path.

But he doesn't want his children to go down this path again.

Francisco finished the tequila in one go and picked up the hat on the table, "Go to bed early and don't be late tomorrow."

He walked out of the bar, lit himself a cigarette, and looked up at the stars.

"The moon is so beautiful."

Tonight should be the quietest time on Guadalupe Island since Mexico’s independence, with no gunfights, no noise, and no murders.

"Reserve Police Officer" Santos sat at his desk at home, looking outside and squinting, "The moon is so clean."

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The next day.

so easy.

The warm sea breeze is also a bit intoxicating.

We rarely get weather like this on Guadalupe Island.

Drug dealers came from all directions and slowly gathered nearly a thousand people. These were key personnel. Under the guidance of the police, they threw their weapons and equipment aside. In order to prevent unnecessary "trouble", all the people No access to the pier is allowed.

Military management was implemented within five kilometers of the dock.

The drug dealers shook their heads and seemed a little unhappy.

During the U.S.-Mexico joint anti-drug campaign, many big bosses surrendered directly because they couldn't beat him, such as Gallardo, but they were in the military, and it was rare to be beaten by the police until they raised their hands.

Francisco arrived early and picked a good location, but when he looked across the sea, he didn't even see the ship!

"Boss, why are there so many police around here, and where are the boats?" The younger brother beside him also felt that something was wrong and asked hurriedly.

Francisco pushed aside the drug dealer blocking his way and ran back.

"Stop! Get back!" The police officer with the gun pulled the bolt of his gun and cursed.

"Victor! Where is Victor? I want to see him." Francis shouted loudly, his expression instantly excited. When he saw Victor getting off an armored vehicle, he said, "Where is the ship? Are we allowed to swim over?"

"You guys are late, the ship has left."

This is simply talking nonsense.

Francesco stretched out his hand angrily and pointed at the watch on it, "You said eight o'clock, but it's not time yet!"

Victor raised his hand, pointed at his watch, and then set the clock forward one hour in front of them, "I'm sorry, it's Victor time on Guadalupe Island, so you're late!"

"And drug dealers who are late are giving up the opportunity to surrender!"

Francesco raised his eyebrows, feeling uneasy in his heart instantly. When he saw the machine gun on the armored vehicle and turned his head, his expression suddenly turned ferocious, "Victor, fuck you!"

"Fuego! (Fire!)" Casare ordered.

A Rh202 20mm cannon installed on the E-6 ring bracket on the roof of the TPz-1 armored vehicle began to roll, followed by a harsh sound.

Da~

Da da da da da~~

The shell casing popped out from the side, hit the car body and rolled to the ground with a crisp sound.

Francisco's body is stronger and taller. The more bullets he takes, why do smaller people live longer in war? Because the target is small, the possibility of being shot is also reduced.

He had at least one-third more bullet holes than others.

Alas, being too tall is also a sin.

When Francisco fell, he could hear the screams and panicked footsteps of drug dealers.

Someone stepped on his face.

Francisco suddenly had a picture in his mind. At that time, it was his first time to kill someone. He killed a family of four, trapped them in a car, and then burned them to death.

The drug dealers now are crying in fear just like they were back then.

Francisco's vision went dark and he died.

Many drug dealers wanted to run to both sides, but Victor arranged for police officers to shoot with machine guns. The barrels of the guns were hot to the touch. The desperate drug dealers jumped into the sea in panic, shouting in despair.

The invention of firearms turned death into a series of numbers.

The sweep lasted only 20 minutes, and the bodies of drug dealers were everywhere on the dock.

Two TPz-1 armored vehicles were equipped with bulldozer bags in front, pushing these corpses into the sea like shovels of mud.

All reduce the time spent cleaning.

You can see a lot of fish under the pier...

Victor held a cigarette in his mouth and blew a puff of smoke, "Without drug dealers, the air has become sweet."

He was in a good mood.

Especially the points kept increasing.

Although the drug dealers on Guadalupe Island were not as good as those in the prison, they also provided him with 6.4 million points.

Casare stretched his head out to look at the sea. The bloody smell stimulated the great white shark below. Suddenly, a bloody mouth rushed up from the sea, which scared him. The great white shark rolled up a corpse and went into the sea.

"From now on!"

"No more drug dealers are allowed on Guadalupe Island!"

"Gentlemen, whoever sells drugs is against me, Victor!"

The surrounding police officers stood at attention: "Sí.Seor! (Yes, sir!)"

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Zacatecas State.

Tijuana VS Juarez + Sinaloa!

The defeated were defeated step by step, three plantations were burned down, and two research institutes were also burned down, interrupting the transportation route from Baja California to the US-Mexico border, which caused Tijuana to suffer heavy losses.

In a private house.

Several important members of the Felix family sat upright.

"I think we should form an alliance with the Gulf Group. We need help." Ramon, who has a flamboyant personality and likes to wear bright clothes, said to his eldest brother Benjamin.

"The price the Gulf Group is asking is not cheap."

Ramon laughed angrily when he heard what his brother said. "If those two bastards Palma and Guzman come in, do you think we will still be alive? We should not think the price is expensive, but we should be thankful that we still have a chance."

The boss Benjamin nodded, "Agree to the Gulf Group's request." He paused, "Do they want Guadalupe Island?"

Ramon nodded, "They want that place as a cargo transfer point in the Pacific Ocean. Now there is an ignorant police chief, but he has good firepower. I received news that the drug dealers on the island can't stand it. We just happened to negotiate with the Gulf Group. If they want it, we will give it to them. It just so happens that the people above can come down to help us resist Sinaloa."

"High firepower?" Benjamin raised his eyebrows.

Ramon was about to speak when the mobile phone on the table rang. Benjamin motioned him to answer the phone first. Ramon smiled apologetically. He still respected his big brother.

"What?"

"All dead!?!"

Ramon couldn't help but shout out.

All the Felix family members present looked at him and saw that the Tijuana drug cartel leader, who was known for his ferocity, had an ugly expression on his face.

It could even be said that he couldn't believe it!

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