Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 386 - 287: You Seek Jesus for Advice in Mexico? (Must Read!)_3

The Warden was a brutal man. When he was transferred to the prison, the first thing he did was pull out 12 drug traffickers and execute them by firing squad, calling it a "welcome gift." After that, someone had to be pulled out and killed every day.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

The aide hurriedly straightened up, "Yes, sir!"

The noise of the rioters outside was so loud that the gunshots inside could not be heard.

"Release them! They deserve to be free! We’ve consulted Jesus, and God says they are innocent." Someone below was shouting through a megaphone.

Bang!

A beam of intense light shone down from the wall, striking them and causing those illuminated to close their eyes instinctively, then they heard, "Fire!"

The three M134 Gatling guns mounted above opened fire and the thousands of rioters gathered at the entrance fell like dominoes!

Those who had been killed by it in a past life knew…

It was basically a massacre. When it hit a person, you needed a vacuum cleaner to pick up the flesh.

You didn’t even need to aim.

Just sweep across!

In less than a minute, thousands lay on the ground.

The prison gates opened, and the Jail Guards, armed to the teeth, came out and started collecting heads.

Joachim Ribbentrop stepped among the mountain of corpses and bloodbath, his expression still calm. He paused, looking down to see a young girl, her upper body severed from her lower, wearing a vest, with a nose ring and her bloodied face missing both eyes...

"Really, it’s death. In Mexico, you consult Jesus? You’ve prayed to the wrong god. I’ve consulted General Victor myself, and on the same day, he gave me nine Holy Grails, telling me how angry he was."

Joachim Ribbentrop’s scornful laughter echoed as he stepped on the girl’s head, looking around, "Check carefully, don’t let anyone suffer in pain while they live!"

"Understood!"

The Jail Guards were also human. Seeing this scene, many couldn’t help but feel nauseous, but they continued to search.

A female journalist hid inside a trashcan, covering her mouth, trembling with fear.

The lid was opened, and a face appeared. The journalist immediately looked pleadingly at him, mouthing, "Spare me, please. I have children…"

"Where are your children?"

"They’re in Germany..."

The other person said, "Oh, that’s too bad. I can’t kill them too. I’ll pass the message they no longer have a mother."

After he said that, he stepped back and shouted to the Jail Guards around, "There’s someone in the trashcan, with a weapon!!"

Click!

The sound of a gun being loaded.

The woman’s pupils shrank, and she instinctively tried to stand, but the bullets had already come, from all directions, piercing the trashcan.

Her body... had too many holes, never go to India, or the Indians will be very happy.

Joachim Ribbentrop checked his watch, "Send someone to collect the bodies!"

…

Victor was also aware of the situation back home.

But he was calm.

He even got in a car headed for the Drug Enforcement Department, where there was a dinner that evening.

Wanting to fish in troubled waters?

Do you think my soldiers are just here to eat for free?

However... the only downside was that some scattered footage leaked out, and Spain’s "ABC newspaper" exposed this bloody suppression.

And they even said, "This is a provocation against human rights, freedom, and equality!" demanding that the United Nations remove him from his position as Head of the Drug Control Agency.

"Victor! Victor, you’re killing people!" A man holding a banner burst from the roadside, attempting to block the vehicle. He was hit directly by the lead car, tossed aside at a speed of 50 yards.

But he didn’t die, cradling his leg and screaming loudly.

The bystanders exclaimed in shock and hurried to help the injured man.

The vehicle didn’t stop at all.

This scene was captured by several reporters.

When he arrived at the Drug Enforcement Department, there were many people gathered outside, triple layers deep, with the police maintaining order.

He got out of the car and even straightened his clothes, as if walking the red carpet, and waved at the people around him.

"Go to hell! You butcher!"

"The tyrant of Mexico, Vienna does not welcome you!"

The crowd surged, and the reporters were enthralled, their topic at hand.

When Victor stood at the entrance of the Drug Enforcement Department, he even turned to blow them a kiss, his head swaying. But suddenly he felt something whiz past his ear, and a bang sounded behind him.

He instinctively ducked his head and touched his ear, which was covered in blood!

"Protect the General!" Jason Bourne shouted from below, and four or five people rushed over to shield him, while others stood guard, drawing pistols from their clothes.

Could this be a sniper?!

The sound of gunfire was clearly frightening to the onlookers, who screamed.

Jason Bourne, with sharp eyes, looked around and saw a figure on a distant rooftop, "Come, three people, follow me!"

Not catching the assassin, was unacceptable.

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He’d be useless!

Being shot doesn’t actually hurt at first; it’s only afterward that it starts to feel searingly painful. Victor’s ear was bleeding profusely, soaking half his face!

But his face was defiant, as he raised his fist and waved it at the crowd.

A reporter carrying a bag quickly approached, capturing this moment with his Sony camera.

In the photo, Victor’s face was covered in blood, his suit looked wrinkled, but his expression was steely, and his well-defined face had an extra charm.

The reporter saw his lips move, but the noise around was too loud to hear. Desperate, he pulled at a colleague who had also not run away, "Quick, look at Victor’s lip movements, what is he saying! What is he saying!"

It was urgent, that was big news, the kind that makes the front page.

If he could get the exclusive, he’d definitely be promoted, get a raise, marry a rich beauty, and peak in life.

Boss, does your wife have a boyfriend!

A colleague who had studied lip reading for a few years squinted, watching carefully.

"What did he say?"

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"He’s saying..."

"You can’t take away my ears, I need them to listen to the voice of the people!!!!"

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