Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 530: Fight to the last drug dealer?
USA. Washington, DC, the famous Salvadoran community - Superhero.

Translated, it means superhero, just like most Latino minority communities.

There are also a bunch of hooligans doing nothing standing on the streets here.

Their faces are covered with tattoos, and from a distance, you would think they had some kind of cow hide on their faces.

But each of them had a bad face and looked very fierce.

If you are familiar with the history of Latin American gangs, you will know that these people are the famous - MS-13!

Main business: drug trafficking, smuggling, prostitution, and protection money. MS-13's organizational structure and mode of operation are very strict and cruel.

Members must undergo rigorous testing and maintain absolute loyalty to the organization. Disloyal members will face severe punishment, even having their hands chopped off or being killed.

It is relatively well-known in the United States, Canada and Australia.

Walking to the innermost part of the community, you can see a spacious villa. At the door lies a hound about 1.5 meters tall, gnawing on a bone. There are blood stains on the bone from its teeth, which looks scary.

A black Benz drove up from a distance and stopped at the door of the villa. The hound lying outside raised its head, sniffed hard with its nose, and then lay down again.

Then I saw a "big-headed baby" getting out from the back seat of the car. Really, his head was very big. His mother must have suffered a lot back then.

The head circumference is at least 70+. You should know that a person's head size is basically fixed at the age of 15, but the average person's head circumference is about 54~58.

The man was ugly, had a beard, and the tattoo on his neck was clearly visible.

"Brother Basil!"

When he walked in, the patrol officers who had heard the news rushed in and cheered in unison when they saw him.

Basil Pierce, MS-13's Chief of Staff!

The mafia even set up a chief of staff just like the American president, and they aren't afraid to be embarrassed about it.

However, this guy is ruthless. He is a childhood friend of MS-13 boss Salvador Espinosa. They robbed and raped together, went to jail together, and then set up an organization in prison. In just over a decade, it has grown to this scale.

Moreover, it is said that he has a relationship that goes beyond friendship with Salvador Espinosa, who is known for his promiscuity with both men and women.

Basil Pierce nodded. "Is the boss here?"

"Inside, but...you need to wait a moment."

Basil raised his eyebrows and ignored them, walking straight into the villa. As soon as he entered, he saw a wall of French windows at the door and a large swimming pool outside.

At this time, there was... wine and meat going on inside.

A dozen naked women of different skin colors and heights surrounded a big...fat man!
At least it weighs more than 300 kilograms.

The women tried every possible means to make him happy, and the man opened his mouth in comfort.

Basil Pierce is used to it. If he doesn't live a luxurious life after getting rich, why would he be a drug dealer?
Isn't it just to be able to live a superior life one day?

He pushed open the door and the floor-to-ceiling window and walked to the side of the swimming pool. Salvador Espinosa, who heard the noise, raised his head lazily with a dazed look in his eyes.

Having sex is as addictive as taking drugs, unless you are impotent.

"Come on, two men go and wait on Basil. He has lost all his sense of propriety."

Espinosa patted the woman next to him on the buttocks, and two Persian-looking women came over with smiles.

I have to say, she has a great figure. (I really want to write this to you, but what can I do?)
Basil Pierce frowned and pushed the woman away. "Boss, the Mexicans are coming."

"what?!"

"what!!"

Espinosa screamed in pain and slapped the kneeling woman in the face. The latter looked horrified, "Bitch, you bit me!"

As he said that, he pushed him into the swimming pool, picked up an M11 submachine gun on the table, pulled the bolt, and started firing at the swimming pool!
Chug tug tug…

The woman who was pushed down tried to climb up in fear, but as soon as she showed her head, she was beaten into a sieve. The blood instantly dyed the entire swimming pool red. She just lay there...

"what!"

The other women screamed, but quickly covered their mouths and trembled all over.

"roll!"

Salvador Espinosa yelled, and the women ran for their lives, without even putting on their clothes.

Just these few movements made him breathless. After all, he weighed more than 300 pounds and had difficulty walking. Of course, he was not so fat before, so he must have had a better life.

He sat down on the recliner, and the custom-made chair made a creaking sound.

He looked up at Basil Pierce, his mind tensed, "Where is Victor fighting? America?"

I don’t know whether his tone is happy or frightened?
You know, during the US-Mexico border war, those bitch colleagues made a fortune.

Americans have no time to care about public security issues. A group of brave people rushed into the store to rob.

According to an unpublished document, the loss of looted items after the war amounted to tens of millions of US dollars, and the number of casualties was close to a thousand.

If the United States had a history book, it would definitely write that in a certain year, the United States and Mexico were at war on the border, and there were endless bandits in the city, killing countless people indiscriminately!

Of course, some members of MS-13 have done this and made a small fortune.

Although he was watched by the FBI for a long time afterwards, wealth and risk coexist.

"No, it was the Salvadoran government that signed the security agreement with Mexico. From now on, the Mexicans are responsible for domestic security, including drug control and anti-smuggling."

Basil Pierce's tone was also a little anxious, "Isn't this directed at us?"

MS-13 has been recruiting people from China. That is its base camp and source of fresh blood. Many people who contact them to flee to the United States are first sent to El Salvador and then brought to the United States.

"Edgar Santos Castro of Barrio 18 has issued a slogan to "Defend El Salvador," calling on all Salvadorans abroad to return home to defend our freedom. If Mexicans come, there will be no freedom of speech. We want... we want human rights!"

The fat man Salvador Espinosa was amused by this.

"He is being treated like a dog by the Americans. Where is the freedom in El Salvador? He is just looking for people to die to plug the bullet hole."

"Maybe he himself is preparing to run away."

You are all thousand-year-old turtles. Why are you pretending to be a cuckold in front of me?

It’s not like we don’t have televisions nowadays. Don’t they know how brutal the Mexican Victor is?

Mexico's national television broadcasts anti-drug war films every day, which still attract a large number of viewers. In addition, international television channels also broadcast documentaries to the outside world.

That's how Victor treats these drug dealers...

Dismemberment by Humvee, hanging heads by helicopter, setting oil drums on fire, kissing ass (cutting off your head and stuffing it in your anus), etc.

People who watched it almost vomited.

Even Salvador Espinosa thought that Victor was definitely mentally ill. This guy must have been kicked in the head by a donkey when he was a child.

Human rights organizations in Mexico also protested, and then nothing happened...

Some people also marched in protest, thinking that this kind of documentary would harm children's health and simply treated him as a barking dog.

"So what do we do now? Shift the focus of our business to America?" Basil Pierce asked softly.

"How to do!"

"How do I know what to do? America is a shitty place. What kind of people can you recruit? Without them, we will decline soon. Besides, the American mafia..."

Espinosa narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then used a word to describe it, "Too inward-looking."

There are only two well-known gangs in El Salvador, three or four well-known gangs in Brazil, and although there were many drug dealers in Mexico, only seven or eight had influence. And what about the United States?
There are nearly 2 gangs with more than 30 members, not including various anti-government organizations.

If they compete with them for food in the United States, MS-13 will starve to death in no time.

"We must not give up on Salvador! Doesn't Victor want us to starve? Then we should give him a hard time!"

Espinosa's eyes revealed madness. "Create some explosions and chaos in Mexico, then go back to the country and take some people to kill the top government officials and make them cancel the agreement with Mexico."

"Politicians are mostly weak, cut a few fingers and they will know who El Salvador belongs to."

That's what I've always done anyway.

After Espinosa founded MS-13, he threatened three presidents. When he was wanted internationally, his subordinates chopped off the palm of the president's son...

This is a long-time thief!

Anyone who gets in the way of them making money will die.

To cut off someone's source of income is like... like killing his parents!
Victor, fuck me!

Basil Pierce also nodded in agreement, frowning, "Perhaps, we should discuss cooperation between the two gangs with Edgar Santos Castro."

"I'll tell him personally."

Espinosa's face trembled slightly and his expression was serious.

And in the sky above, a dark cloud was slowly approaching.

The boss of MS-13 is so scared, not to mention the gang members in El Salvador.

When the TV station broadcast this news, it was obvious that it was like throwing a grenade into a frying pan.

In a club in the capital.

"Run! Victor, Victor is coming!!" A drug dealer who escaped from Mexico rolled up his bedding in panic and continued to run.

"What are you afraid of!" A man who looked like a manager shouted and grabbed the other person tightly.

"Boss, I quit. I quit. Let me go. I want to go to Asia. I want to become a monk in Thailand." The former drug dealer knelt on the ground and actually... cried in public.

This stunned the princess and a group of service staff who were standing nearby watching the fun.

Because that guy came so fiercely and attacked so ruthlessly, who wouldn't be scared when he saw it?
It is well-known in the entire red-light district. It is said to be Los Zetas in Mexico?

Fight with Victor.

Achievement: Still alive.

This is already very impressive, okay?

The club manager licked his lips, in a bad mood, "Avado, calm down, you have to believe us, El Salvador is not Mexico..."

"Manager, I don't want to die. They are all demons. They killed drug dealers and tortured them. The boss I used to follow was killed by Victor after he trapped his legs with a helicopter and applied shark-attracting ointment on his body!"

A group of people felt cold after hearing this.

real…

Even Satan would feel like a vegetarian if he saw Victor.

Avado struggled hard, but the manager failed to catch him, so he ran away. When the people behind him were about to chase him, he stopped them with his hands, "Forget it, let him go, you scared coward!"

He spat in dissatisfaction, turned around to look at the other employees with different expressions, and waved his hand, "Don't worry, in El Salvador, no matter whether Victor is a dragon or a snake, he has to say hello to us. What are you afraid of?"

"Okay, let's all go and get busy."

After all, no one had ever seen it firsthand, so after hearing what he said, many people felt a little more at ease and left one after another, but they were all whispering to each other.

The manager walked back to the office slowly with his hands behind his back. As soon as he closed the door, his face turned pale. He quickly ran to the desk, not paying attention to his feet, and almost fell down. He picked up the phone and called his childhood friend, "Hey, Brian, buy me four plane tickets, quickly, it's tonight, where are we going?"

"Damn it, who cares where he goes, just don't stay in El Salvador. Oh, and you should come with us, Mexico... The Mexicans are invading!"

It seems that this manager is not very courageous.

In this situation, Japan jumped out first, believing that Mexico's move was a means of military diplomacy to undermine peace in Latin America.

South Korea behind him also jumped out.

But as they were shouting, they suddenly realized...

Dad! Dad! Dad!
Where did Dad go?

The Americans didn't say anything, which made them feel awkward. They sat down angrily.

However, the chess players hidden in the dark night seemed to see that the United States seemed exhausted.

it…

It seems that Mexico is no longer under control.

Can we also divide up Latin America?
11 month 13 day.

19: at night.

Dozens of media outlets gathered at the San Salvador International Airport to broadcast the event live.

The entire airport was surrounded by military alerts, and even civil aviation was suspended.

Remember, it’s only been seven months since the peace agreement was signed in the El Salvador Civil War.

Now there are all kinds of people.

"Hasn't it arrived yet?" President Alfredo Cristiani Burkard asked softly to his subordinate next to him, who was looking at his watch at a loss.

"We should be almost there. The tower just received a request to descend."

Suddenly, a whistling sound was heard in the sky.

Everyone present looked over and saw lights flashing in the dark sky. It was a plane coming down, but they couldn't see what specific model it was.

Wait until it descends to the visual area.

President Alfredo Cristiani Burkard, who knows military affairs, frowned and asked, "What kind of transport plane is this? Don't Mexicans use C-130s?"

"This... this looks like a C-17!"

The defense minister beside him suddenly lowered his voice and said, "The United States just successfully tested this thing last year. I paid special attention to it. It really seems like it, but the United States hasn't equipped it yet. How come... the Mexican army has it?"

...

President Alfredo looked at him, "Are you sure?"

This question confused the defense minister, who nodded after a moment of hesitation. "There are photos of it in military magazines. I've seen them many times. Moreover, it was widely reported in the news when it was tested. It was said to be an important air force asset of the US military. It will extend its combat range and have global radiation."

"I remember it very clearly!"

Listening to his firm tone, the air gradually became quiet.

At this time, a weak voice said:

"Will...the United States surrender to Mexico?"

Which smart guy said this?
Everyone couldn't help but look over. A young man hiding at the back suddenly started to tremble with his lips. He lowered his head and dared not say another word.

Why don’t you say that Kennedy was cursed to death?
……

(End of this chapter)