Reborn American Giants

San Salvador seems very quiet at night, with few cars on the driveway. This is not because people don’t want to go out and enjoy the nightlife, but because the poor security situation makes people choose to stay at home.

Fortunately, during the day, at least two police officers can be seen on the streets, so the citizens of San Salvador can feel a little more at ease.

This is a recent measure taken by the San Salvador City Police Department under criticism from all parties. Chief Band has no choice but to send all the police forces he can mobilize to the streets to suppress public order.

However, he can only deploy 2,000 police officers. This amount of manpower is a drop in the bucket in a capital with a population of 1.5 million. It can only ensure security in a few key neighborhoods in the city center during the day. At night,

A new group of people are running the city, and San Salvador is ruled by that group of gangsters.

But Bender couldn't care about this. He could only hope that no big cases would happen recently and his situation would not be worsened.

Perhaps the target of the Christian Democratic Party, Philiagas, has fallen. He is just a poor unlucky guy who was swept away by the storm. The direction of public opinion has finally begun to turn towards the by-election in the 28th district.

This gave Director Band a rare opportunity to breathe. On the one hand, he worked hard to rectify the security problem, and on the other hand, he shamelessly repaired the relationship with his biggest backer, Minister Heredi of the Farben family.

Perhaps Minister Heredi was moved by his loyalty and finally received him again.

At the Farben family's estate, Band swore to Minister Heredi that he was willing to serve the Farben family and that he would always be loyal to Minister Heredi.

When he said these words, Bande had already forgotten his identity - the police chief of San Salvador, the top officer of the city's more than 6,000 police forces.

He looks like a wild dog that has been blinded by power. At this moment, as long as Heraidi agrees, the Farben family will continue to accept him and provide him with political protection. I believe that whoever Heraidi asks him to bite, Bender will immediately

Pounce on him and bite the opponent thoroughly.

However, God may have gone on vacation and did not hear his prayers. Bender stood in the shanty town of Nancheng, looking at the corpses with different death patterns and behaviors that spread out from a crossroads in the shanty town, his face

Pitch black.

Stian stood next to Bender, looking at his boss's ugly face. He didn't dare to speak for a moment. He could only focus on the hell-like scene in front of him.

The body of a black man was hanging on the fence beside a shack, with his head hanging down to the ground. Steve glanced at it and almost vomited. The black man should have been shot in the forehead.

The powerful rifle bullet rolled, turning his brain tissue into a pot of porridge, and then passed out from the back of his head, blowing off the entire skull.

There was a pool of red and yellow liquid flowing on the ground, which was a mixture of blood mixed with brain fluid and tissue. A bunch of black mosquitoes and flies were swarming on it. Two police officers wearing masks came over and roughly removed the body from the fence.

Pulling it down caused the mosquitoes and flies to fly around in panic.

Steve quickly resisted the discomfort in his stomach and turned his eyes away. What he saw was another body with a big hole in its abdomen, lying in front of the steps of a shed, with its intestines flowing all over the floor. At this moment, there was a police officer.

Wearing gloves to hold back the stench, he cursed and pinched his hands while holding a pile of intestines and stuffing them back into the abdomen of the corpse...

Although Stian was a policeman, he became Bender's secretary not long after he joined the police station. He had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene.

In addition, after death, muscles gradually lose strength, and the same goes for the anal sphincter, and the dirt in the human body will remain outside the body. At this moment, the tip of Stian's nose was filled with the smell of blood, human excrement, and various other things.

The strange smell emitted by the blooming of a plant that he knew what it smelled like. His vision was filled with cruel scenes he had never seen before. His head felt stuffy, and the breath rolling in his belly rushed to his throat...

So, Christian couldn't bear it any longer. He covered his mouth and rushed to the roadside. Regardless of whether the ground paved with yellow sand would stain his straight police uniform, he opened his mouth and vomited loudly.

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It took a long time, until he felt that he could no longer vomit, and then Steve pinched his sleeves and wiped the tears that had appeared in the corners of his eyes due to too much exertion, feeling that the annoyance in his heart was slightly relieved.

At this time, Stian suddenly jumped aside, because next to the puddle of vomit he vomited, there was a bloody broken palm spread out, and there was a golden ring on his ring finger...

Stian took out a bottle of mineral water from the police car on the side and rinsed his mouth, then drank the entire bottle of water in one gulp. He wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth and returned to Bender, looking slightly embarrassed.

He said: "Director, I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

Bender had a cold expression on his face and watched as Sien covered his mouth and ran to the side, then knelt on the ground and vomited. Although his eyes shifted again, there was no fluctuation in his heart, just like a wooden man.

At this time, Band felt that he had been "abandoned" by God. Why was he in trouble soon after he took over as the police chief of San Salvador? Although by blackmailing Victor, he achieved the feat of "wiping out" the Trout Gang. But the people

They are forgetful, they will not remember your achievements, they will only complain about the deterioration of public security.

There are also those media who are like a group of "mad dogs". They use magnifying glasses to observe you carefully. As long as they catch a painful spot, they will magnify it infinitely, and then use the pen and paper in their hands to zoom in on you.

His reputation was completely ruined, and he was completely ruined.

"Damn it, rule by force is the best," Bande suddenly felt nostalgic for the period of former Defense Minister Romero's dictatorship. At that time, there was no room for the arrogance of these gangsters and newspapers and media. The army directly took action against the gangs.

There is no need to tell them any evidence, they can just be thrown into the jail. In the media, "supervisors" are stationed to review all published content. As long as there is a little bit of talk about politics or a tendency to attack government personnel, it will discredit the government.

Don't even think about making your remarks public.

If that were the case, he wouldn't have so many worries now...

While Bender was lamenting his fate, the captain of the armed police force, Clayto, came over with a notepad. Bender cheered up, knowing that he could not let his subordinates see his weakness.

"Director, the statistical results have come out," Cleto stood in front of Bender. He gave a decent salute first, but saw Bender wave his hand impatiently and said to him: "Just tell him.

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"Yes," Cleto put down his right hand, looked at the report in his hand, and said sternly: "According to our preliminary statistics, a total of 164 corpses were found at the scene, and no one was left alive.

According to the items left behind, it can be determined that the deceased are all from Colombia and should be from the same country.

A powerful person, perhaps our police, arrived too quickly, and the side fighting them did not have time to clean up the entire battlefield. They only had time to clean up all the casualties, guns and ammunition belonging to their own side, leaving bodies on the scene.

, if they were given a little more time, they would probably even clean up the corpses."

"It would be nice if there was no body," Bender thought to himself. If there was no body, then he could just pretend that the case did not happen, and then he would not be in trouble.

"Have you collected confessions from the people around you? Now we need to find out who the other party is so that we can have a clear target," Bender was thinking rapidly in his mind. If such a huge case happened in San Salvador, the media would definitely not let it go.

After this incident, he seemed to be able to see the overwhelming accusations.

Cleto glanced at the people standing outside the cordon not far away, craning their necks to watch the excitement. He shook his head at Bender, "Director, you also know that these people in the slums will not talk to us.

The police cooperated.”

Band understood what Clayto meant. Every household in these shanty towns and slums has children and nephews, and some of them are more or less involved in gang organizations. This is not a joke. It is the current situation in San Salvador that the government cannot provide.

More jobs are given to these lower-class people. In order to survive, they have to join criminal organizations or indirectly serve gangs to make a living.

Therefore, the most hated behavior of these people living here is to cooperate with the police, because if one person is confessed, a large number of people will be implicated, and who knows whether their family members or nephews will be implicated.

They call those who cooperate with the police and disclose information "greyhounds" and will exclude these people. Often, those who have leaked a few words to the police will be followed by cynicism and worry from their neighbors.

There is no good outcome in the gang's revenge. Either they move away quickly or they disappear without a trace.

"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell," Bender took the report from Cleto's hand, tore it into pieces, and then threw the fragments into the sky, letting the small pieces of paper fall on his head.

On his shoulder, he yelled at Cleto with anger on his face: "I don't care what method you use, I want you to come up with the results I want within three days so that I can explain to the superiors, otherwise, I will

Before the people above remove me from my post, I want you to get out of here."

Cleto's mouth was full of bitterness, but looking at the angry Director, he felt speechless. In the end, Cleto had no choice but to knock his feet again, salute upright, and roared loudly.

: "Don't worry, Director, I will find a satisfactory result within three days."

After the ceremony, Cleto turned around and left, then loudly greeted his deputy captain Konta, commanding his members of the armed police force to begin completing the "mission" assigned by Bande.

Bender also felt a trace of regret for his gaffe, but he couldn't care about it now. All he could think about now was how to deal with the media reporters who had heard the news and rushed over.

At this moment, outside the security tape, some police officers had already clashed with reporters who were holding cameras high and shouting about their "reporting rights". One side tried their best to prevent the other side from destroying the scene of the case, while the other side wanted to rush in.

Overcoming the obstruction of this annoying little policeman, he rushed in and took some hot photos, which were then published in the next day's newspaper.

Bender secretly cursed "Damn reporters", and then tilted his head towards his secretary, Christian, who immediately understood that Bender was asking him to deal with those noisy media reporters.

So he walked towards the warning tape not far away.

Bender stayed where he was, standing among the police officers who were busy coming and going at the scene. Under the dark night sky, the whole person looked particularly desolate.