Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 488 I, Victor, am a man of great talent and strategy!

In the conference room next to the President's office.

Clinton was sitting with his legs crossed, listening to the new cabinet's proposals.

"I believe the Black Panther Party is the most destabilizing factor in the United States, and we should mobilize all our forces to eliminate them." Attorney General Janet Reno looked solemn.

She is the first female Attorney General in the hundreds of years of American history.

There was a big mole on his face, making his originally clean-looking face look very... gloomy.

Appearance is determined by the heart, and he doesn't look like a good person.

"The Black Panthers are all hiding in the forest. What should we do? Even if we send more soldiers, we won't be able to catch them." Someone raised the opinion.

"Then throw Agent Orange into the forest. If that doesn't work, burn it. I don't believe the Black Panther bastards can hide in the forest forever!"

Janet Reno's words were understated, but everyone present felt like a hammer hitting their chest.

“It’s like being in Vietnam!”

Clinton was also frightened by this bold woman. She was too cruel. You know, there is not a single century-old tree in Vietnam now.

This would have a great impact on the environment, especially killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of our own people. Many Americans who fought with the Vietnamese in the forest are now suffering from some rare diseases.

Isn’t Agent Orange a chemical weapon?
"Were you screwed last night, Ms. Janet Reno?"

At this moment, a voice of suppressed anger was heard, and everyone looked over and saw old Donald sitting on the side next to them.

He didn't want to speak...

After all, his identity was somewhat embarrassing. Although being activated three times seemed impressive, everyone knew that he was just a "backup option", especially the fact that he was under house arrest by Reagan and others, which was basically known to the top leaders.

His face...

It's been thrown away long ago.

But when he heard Janet Reno's proposal, he couldn't help but speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he started with personal attacks.

"You...what are you talking about?"

Donald stood up and walked to the other person, cursing, "I say, is your brain screwed up? Do you think you are smart? You idiot, do you know what Agent Orange is made of?"

"Please use your shit-filled head to think about this!"

Clinton and others were watching in amazement.

After Donald finished cursing, he let out a long breath, and the depression in his chest dissipated a lot at once.

Janet Reno, who was scolded, shook her head, finally came to her senses, screamed, and went straight to the fight, shouting, "Respect! Do you know what respect is, Donald?"

boom!
A fist hit the opponent in the face, knocking off the glasses. The force was quite strong. Janet Reno's body stiffened, and then she fell backwards with force.

"If you want to respect women, you should use your greatest strength!" - Donald!

Sure enough, there is not a single normal person with this name. One of them is now running his own hotel and seems to be about to go bankrupt.

Clinton's brain is white...

"Call the doctor quickly!"

The new chief of staff was quick to react and shouted loudly. The other cabinet members immediately became busy and some went out to call for doctors, some squatted down to see Janet Reno...

The old defense minister...

He tugged at his clothes and stood there with a look of disdain.

Cool!
"Are you going to fire me?" He looked at Clinton, who had a grim expression, and asked nonchalantly.

“Mr. President, Mr. President!”

Just at this moment, someone rushed in from the door.

The rain was all over my body, and my hair was wet...

Not a gentleman at all!
This made Clinton, who was very particular about his appearance, very uncomfortable. He frowned and was about to scold when he heard the other party say, "Angel is missing."

"!!!"

"How is that possible? Didn't I ask you to follow him?"

"It's raining... let's hide from the rain, just for a while, and then disappear..." The other party hesitated, not daring to look Clinton in the eye.

"Waste! Waste! Waste!"

"Go find them all!"

The President shouted in a somewhat inappropriate manner and picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at him.

He regrets a little...

If I had known this earlier, I would have found someone to kill him earlier. Wasn’t it just outside the White House?
For the sake of his face, he didn't dare to send anyone to kill him, so now he's running away.

"I have something to do first, the meeting is cancelled."

He hurriedly left with his chief of staff.

Old Donald stood nearby, looking thoughtful.

Who would want a "waste" for no reason?

A name suddenly came to his mind:
Victor!
Angel can achieve the best results in his hands.

...

"The Internal Affairs Bureau arrested Pierre Maxwell, the third deputy minister of the Ministry of Finance, yesterday. He was accused of acting as a protector of drug dealers, embezzling pensions, accepting bribes from local businessmen and gangsters, undermining fairness and justice in the bidding of major livelihood contracts, and secretly possessing guns and ammunition..."

"This is the fourth ministerial-level Roman cadre in three days!"

"The other three are Levi Hoffman, director of the Mexican police department's anti-drug bureau."

"Winston Pierce, Vice Chairman of the Mexican Military Discipline Commission."

"Liam Richard, Deputy Director of the Tax Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Finance."

It was drizzling in Mexico City, and the news was playing on the TV in the store. Every time a name was mentioned, a photo would appear.

Inside the convenience store, the boss and his family of three were having dinner. They saw a little girl with pigtails who had her head buried in her rice bowl. When she heard the news, she raised her head, still chewing food, and pointed at the TV with a spoon. "Shoot them, shoot them."

"Four people have now been handed over to Mexico's No. 4 Court for public display!"

"And was sentenced to death!"

"Execute immediately!"

"Give me a pack of cigarettes." Just then, two men walked in and one of them said.

The boss who was eating hurriedly stood up and asked, "What do you want?"

"camel."

"30 pesos."

The other person took out the money and handed it over, then tore open the package, watched the news on TV, and took out a cigarette and handed it to the person next to him.

"I don't smoke."

"Are there any of you who don't smoke in this job?"

The other party smiled and shook his head, "You don't need cigarettes to stay calm, on the contrary..."

He lowered his voice and said, "Maybe someone will stuff a deadly poison into the nicotine?"

The man who was about to smoke paused and said, "Augustine, your joke is not funny."

The two people were Angel Ureña and Agustín Przewulcir.

They did not come here with much fanfare, but instead used the channels of the Information Bureau to come through the US-Mexico border.

Low profile and safe.

The CIA is no pushover. If a passenger plane is discovered as soon as they board, they will not hesitate to use missiles to shoot it down even if there are hundreds of ordinary people on board.

There are so many unprovoked air crashes in the world...

Shhh!
After hearing what the other party said, Angel Ureña's desire to smoke suddenly faded a lot.

"Does corruption in your country entail parading through the streets and death penalty? Is it that strict?"

Augustin Przewczyr watched TV. "Didn't you see him dealing drugs?"

"In Mexico, drug use, drug trafficking, and drug cultivation are out of the question. If you're caught, you'll die. This thing not only destroys people's will, but also the spirit of the country. You should have been to Mexico before. The difference between the past and the present is visible to the naked eye."

Angel Ureña nodded slightly when he heard this.

He had come here for tourism, and at that time there were people pushing carts and openly selling drugs on the beaches of the Yucatan Peninsula.

Ice cream, popsicles, etc. also have some ingredients.

"Let's go. I've already reported to the general. I'll meet you at two o'clock."

Augustine checked his watch. "40 minutes left."

Angel nodded, and the two walked out of the convenience store, got into a Volkswagen at the door, and drove towards the National Palace.

Along the way, this "guest" from the United States was looking carefully at Mexico City.

There were construction sites everywhere, and every road was being redesigned. The pedestrians on the road were all walking very... calmly, bringing a bit of tranquility to the city after the rain. The last time he came...

People on the street are very anxious. Everyone seems to be afraid of the coming of night. If your wallet is exposed, you might be stabbed by a thief who comes from nowhere.

And the United States…

People no longer trust the government, white supremacists begin to attack ethnic minorities, the Black Panthers rebel and fight guerrilla warfare in the forest, and he even sees some magical organizations emerge, such as sexual minority groups, fuck…

A group of people who read the Bible are doing the thing that God most does not allow.

really…

Faith is just a business.

God is still just a tool to measure money.

Ángel Ureña always felt that the United States was on the verge of destruction.

Ten minutes later.

The car entered the restricted area and after numerous inspections, it drove into the National Palace.

When getting out of the car, Angel Ureña actually felt a little nervous.

"Are you nervous?" Augustin Przewczynski asked, turning his head.

"Kind of."

"Don't worry, the general won't eat anyone."

The more you say this, the more scared he becomes...

As the two entered the building, they saw a familiar... figure standing on the stairs.

Casare Gonzalez was standing there. When he saw the two of them come in, he immediately greeted them with a smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, Angel, nice to see you again."

In the surprised eyes of the American, he gave the other person a big hug.

"Uh…"

Angel was at a loss as he looked on with a smile.

"Come on, the general asked me to pick you up, he has been waiting for you in the office for a long time."

Casare said as he took his hand and walked into the elevator.

Despite his enthusiasm, Angel knew that everything the other party did was just to profit from himself.

Can…

Still, I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart. After I followed him upstairs, the guards wanted to come and check, but Casare waved his hand and said, "No need. He is the general's guest. Just check him downstairs."

The guard hesitated and stepped back.

"You know, the general is very important to us, so..." Casare smiled apologetically at Angel.

"I understand."

I walked to the office door and knocked quietly. When I heard someone invite me in, I pushed the door open.

"General, Mr. Angel is here."

Angel Ureña came out from behind. It was the first time he saw Victor. At first glance, he thought he was such an ordinary man.

At second glance, every move he made was filled with aura!

The third look, the smile is so beautiful.

"I've heard of your name a long time ago, Mr. Angel Ureña, the only talented person in Clinton's original campaign team."

Victor smiled and shook his hand. "Since returning from Cuba, Casare has told me about you more than once. He thinks you are a very capable diplomat, even more presidential than Clinton."

Fatty Ka was stunned. Did I say that?
But when Angel looked over, he still smiled warmly and nodded at him.

Yes, I said it!

"Mr. Casare is too kind."

"No need to be modest. In Mexico, I have always adhered to the principle of promoting the capable and demoting the mediocre. Since Clinton is blind, I will not be polite..."

Victor waved his hands and did not forget to taunt his American opponent.

He pulled a folder out of the drawer and spread it out on the table, tapping his fingers lightly and staring at the other person intently.

"I plan to ask you to serve as Mexico's ambassador plenipotentiary for North American affairs!"

"I am mainly responsible for handling important matters in the United States and Canada. If it is an urgent matter, you can do it at your own convenience without asking me."

"I don't know, are you interested?"

Augustin Przewczyk next to him had his eyebrows twitching violently.

Fully responsible for North American affairs!
That is no small position. Although it is under the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, it is equivalent to a "provincial governor." In other words, some intelligence departments in North America are also under his jurisdiction.

That's a lot of power.

In fact, there were two documents in Victor's drawer, one for the general director of North American affairs and the other for the deputy envoy of the Mexican Mission to the United Nations.

The main reason why he wanted to see Angel in person was to see for himself whether he was loyal or not!

As soon as the other party came in, he used the golden finger...

He has no secrets to hide. In Victor's opinion, he is not a man of high morals, but he is also a man with a bottom line.

At least…

He had not participated in many "perverted parties" with Clinton, and he even felt a little disgusted with them.

And the loyalty: 78, no, it had soared to 88 when Victor took out the appointment letter.

And in his list.

My personal wish: to bring down America, kill Clinton, and make those despicable bastards kneel on the ground and lick my toes.

Victor liked this wish.

So, this important position was taken out.

Once he takes office and the news spreads, the whole world will know that Clinton's chief of staff is an official in Mexico.

Then they used public opinion to discredit Clinton...

It can not only reflect the other party's incompetence, but also reflect one's own "great mind".

did you see…

I can appoint an American as the ambassador plenipotentiary for North American affairs, but what about talents from other countries?

I certainly won’t play favorites!

Come to Mexico soon.

Capitalism has no future.

Of course Angel Ureña didn’t know that he had been seen through. He just thought that Victor... was really bold!

He looked at the appointment letter and couldn't help asking, "Do you... trust me so much?"

"When you stepped into Mexico, we were comrades, and I believed in you, just as I believed in Casare."

These words...

Just listen.

But Angel Ureña took it seriously and his eyes suddenly turned red.

I couldn't help but compare him to Clinton.

I worked so hard for the Americans and served as a campaign staff member for so long, but what was the result?
Not only did you get nothing, but you can't even guarantee your life, and your family will be broken up!

And what about Victor?
A true leader, a man full of charisma.

"General, don't worry, I won't let you down!" He wiped his eyes and wrote his name on the appointment letter.

Then he raised his head.

"Sir, I feel that when I take office, I have to give the world a big gift package."

"I want to announce to the world the number of American weapons, their specific deployment locations, their latest weapons, and... the human experiments they are conducting!"

"The United States is conducting human experiments?" Victor's eyes widened when he heard this.

"They are still studying the data they got from Japan 731. I know where the address is."

"it is good!"

"Then tell the whole world, hahahaha, go ahead and tell it with confidence, I'll support you."

Victor's eyes were glowing.

As long as he can embarrass the United States, he will be happy!
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(End of this chapter)