Reborn American Giants

The Pacific monsoon brought a rare coolness, and Victor woke up very early. He lay on the bed without moving, listening to the gentle activities of his five inmates.

This is a narrow cell, a sink, and a pit toilet, which are uncovered. Due to lack of cleaning, they have turned yellow and black, and exude a foul smell.

Six people were crammed into a few square meters of space. Body odor, excrement, foot odor, and people's breath made the air very dirty. Victor seemed to have no feeling at all and was minding his own thoughts.

The people in this room all belong to the Gref family. The family has nearly twenty cells close together in Barrios Prison. This is also a manifestation of their strength.

As soon as Victor crossed over, he moved his bed to a place close to the right side of the corridor, away from the toilet. What was the reward? It was his casserole-sized fists. The family adheres to a rule that the able is supreme. Regarding this,

, Victor expressed great satisfaction.

"Boss V, Boss Mota wants to see you for something. He is waiting for you in warehouse No. 4," a thin man whose roommate's nickname was "Banban" respectfully reported to Victor.

This thin man nicknamed "Scabbers" is a Dominican named Jose. He fled to El Salvador during the Dominican Civil War. In the Fandino slum, he was recruited into the family gang. The reason for joining Barrios was to kill

A policeman.

Regarding this point, "Banban" said that he was very aggrieved. He was just a "foot" in the gang (the one responsible for transporting drugs, known internally as a foot). Unfortunately, the damn policeman managed to get into him.

Under the car, his head was shot, and he was sent to Barrios, a prison for serious offenders. Fortunately, he had a family to support him, otherwise "Banban" would have been absolutely ruined.

"I know, you go and reply to Boss Mota, I'll be there soon." Victor put his hands on his pillow and thought to himself, he finally came. He thought that Sorvino would summon him yesterday, but he waited until today to come. See

It seems that my self-assessment of status is still too high.

Victor took out a new towel from under the pillow, washed his face, wiped his body, and looked at the figure that appeared in the mirror (mirror? How could there be one in the prison? The author said that a stainless steel plate was attached to the wall.

No? There’s nothing you can do if you don’t agree, I just set it like this! Please don’t slap me in the face, just hit me with your recommendation votes!).

A typical American Latino face, with sharp lines like a knife, deep eyes in the dark pupils, seemingly calm but hiding the flame of ambition, and a solid black tear tattooed on the corner of the eye. Naked

The upper body has broad shoulders and a broad chest, and the line extends to the ribs but then shrinks suddenly. The two discus-like muscles on the chest bulge high, and then line up with the abdominal muscles like a fortress in the lower abdomen. It is perfect. Victor shrugged his shoulders, expressing his disapproval of this look.

Very satisfied with my body.

There are no tattoos on his face. Unlike those other bastards, his mother can’t even recognize a tattoo on his face. Although it is a sign of honor, Victor said that he will get whoever wants to “tattoo” his face.

life.

However, there was one thing that made Victor very distressed. There was a picture of the crucifixion of Jesus tattooed on his back. Jesus had two large "m's" tattooed in cursive letters on each of his left and right hands. Next to his left and right feet were the numbers "1 and 3". Victor said this

Understand, it's a gang symbol, the question is, what the hell is that little mouse at Jesus' feet? Totally ruining the image, okay?

Victor looked at it for a moment, threw the towel into the trash can (contributed by the towel warehouse friend, as for why, please refer to the compensation for moving the bed), grabbed the clothes and walked towards the fourth warehouse.

Warehouse No. 4 is the internal number of the Gref gang, ranked according to status, which means that Mota is the second-ranking person in the organization currently in the prison, and is responsible for recruiting people within the prison. However, Victor knows that in Barrios

In the prison, the prisoners serving their sentences were all serious criminals. They were all organized people, scattered people and so on. They didn't see the sun the next day at all, so they were looted and thrown outside the prison, where the prison guards collected the bodies. This is also

The only thing these prison guards are useful for is.

Victor was shirtless all the way and walked to the location of Warehouse No. 4 in his memory. The closer he got, the more heavily guarded he felt. Several big men who were also shirtless and covered in tattoos were using their weapons in the corridor.

He stared fiercely at Victor as he walked over. He only looked away when he saw the MS-13 on his back, and then glanced to the side.

Mota is a middle-aged black man in his forties who has been in Barrios for almost twenty years. The Gref family is not a purely Hispanic gang. The organization also absorbs many people from other ethnic groups.

Local white people, black people, people who have fled from other Latin American countries.

Motta was sent in for felony murder and was sentenced to 40 years in prison. As for why it took so long, it was because he got rid of a prosecutor in the city of Santa Tecla for the organization. Unfortunately, this prosecutor had a law book.

His family background and organization could not save Mota, so he sent himself to Barrios to save his life.

Although El Salvador was controlled by a military government at this time, Victor knew from the history of later generations that the military government was just a puppet. In fact, the country was controlled by 14 families, and the Farben family was one of them. They could escape with their lives.

, Mota expressed that he was very satisfied, because he was the one with a longer sentence in the organization in Barrios Prison, so he slowly climbed to the second position. Why he was the second one, because Sorvino, the top leader of the organization, also came in

, so Mota became No. 2.

Mota looked at Victor with a scrutinizing gaze. These are extraordinary times. The leader has passed down the message. Recruitment has been stopped recently. Everyone has shrunk to the warehouse controlled by the organization. All kinds of provocations are strictly prohibited. What Victor did yesterday was obvious.

It is challenging the order of the organization.

Motta was about to punish Victor when an order came from the top leader Sorvino, asking Motta to investigate Victor's details. Although Motta felt that this order was not the style of the organization, he still carried it out, so

He brought Victor to him early in the morning.

"Oh, it turns out to be a little mouse. Come here, my child, may God bless you." Mota saw Victor's tattoo, waited for Victor to come forward, held his head, and kissed his forehead.

"Fuck, it's so disgusting." After being kissed by an old black man in his fifties, Victor had goosebumps all over his body.

"My child, be ready, Papa is about to receive you."

"Papa? Father?!"