Reborn American Giants

Victor naturally doesn't know what Ato is thinking, and he has no extra energy to focus on other places. The current political situation in El Salvador is enough to make him upset.

So when he stepped into the ward on the third floor of the hospital, the group of armed men from Mota's family who were guarding the door gathered together in twos and threes. One group of them gathered around a long wooden chair and were making noisy progress.

gamble.

Their gestures were wanton, and their noisy voices seemed very noisy in the quiet hospital corridor.

However, when some sharp-eyed people saw Victor appearing in front of them with an expressionless face, they quickly poked their companions. Everyone put down the playing cards in their hands and laughed respectfully.

After being glanced at by Victor's cold gaze, one of the members was so frightened that he didn't grab the playing cards in his hand and scattered them on the floor.

"Sir," the little boss who was responsible for guarding the door of the ward was called Ansarion. He stared at the guys who made him embarrassed in front of Victor with some hatred, and then trotted forward to greet them.

Victor nodded towards the other party. He knew that since Motta could send these people to guard Luisa, they would naturally be good players in the family.

But what should I say? The members of the Gref family are all a bunch of poor people who came from the slums. If they are not already desperate, no one is willing to step into the gangster road of no return if they are determined.

Therefore, no one knows whether they will be killed by a bullet fired from the dark while walking on the road. This kind of life of today and no tomorrow has made them develop a lawless character.

Therefore, they have a good grasp of the "professional skills" they need, but in terms of discipline, they cannot be too harsh.

Victor quickly reached out and patted Ansarion on the shoulder with a gentle face, and gave him a few instructions in a low voice. When the other person opened the door and entered the ward with an excited expression, he was thinking that he should remember to give him some advice later.

Edward made a call and asked him to dispatch some manpower from the defense company to the hospital.

Ansarion knocked on the ward door for Victor, and after two "dong dong" sounds, the female guard named Petiancello opened the door.

She stood slantedly on the right side of the door, with one hand still stuck behind her waist. Victor was very sure that there must be a pistol behind her waist at this moment, and the safety was definitely on, and her finger must be on the trigger.

superior.

This vigilant attitude was a good thing, but she had never thought about it. If the enemy really came to the door of this ward, would they still knock on the door so slowly?

This thought just passed by for a fleeting moment. Victor secretly wondered if he was a little too sensitive. Not to mention the dozen armed men with weapons outside the door, Fandino Hospital was in the headquarters of the Gref family. If

If someone was killed here, it would be self-evident what it means.

"Sir," seeing it was Victor, Petty opened the door and stepped aside.

"Well, you don't have to guard here today," Victor walked into the room and said to Petty: "You have been staying in this room for the past two days. I will give you a holiday and go back and have a good rest.

, I will arrange for other people to take charge of the guard work first."

"Yes, sir," Patty didn't say much. She bowed respectfully to Victor, then turned around and closed the door and left. Victor then looked towards Luisa.

She still looked that beautiful, half-leaning on the hospital bed with a lazy expression, flipping through a magazine in her hand. It seemed that the gauze on her forehead did not reduce her charm at all, but instead added a feeling of pity.

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The conversation at the door had already alarmed Louisa, who was concentrating on the magazine in her hand. She looked up and saw the familiar man appearing at the door of the ward, and a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.

"My dear, have you met my uncle?" Luisa put down the magazine in her hand and asked with a smile: "How was the talk?"

"Why didn't you ask me first how you dealt with your two cousins?" Victor walked to the edge of the hospital bed and lay directly on his side. His hands were around her slender waist, and his head rested on Louisa's.

He took a deep breath from his shoulder, let out a contented sigh, and then said.

"Originally, I was a little worried that you would get carried away in anger and make some mistakes, but now seeing your appearance, I know that the man I like will not be so impulsive," Louisa stretched out her hand.

He said while gently combing Victor's hair with one hand.

"You won't blame me for not coming forward to seek justice for you?"

"Haha, although externally I, like Ofrasio and Bukele, all bear the name of the Farben family, but to be honest, I have never been worried about these two cousins ​​of mine, even if they are

This incident has not changed my view at all.

Law," Louisa said indifferently to Victor's question: "Put aside the family background and the power in the hands of my uncle, these two cousins ​​of mine are simply idiots who are taller than the sky and whose lives are thinner than paper.

He had a good deck of cards, but they beat him very badly."

Victor said silently, Louisa is right. Compared with most people in this country, the two Mr. Farben have already won at the starting line from the moment they were born in their mother's womb.

They were born into families with a good environment and received good education since childhood. When they grew up, they came into contact with the sons of the same class of powerful people who controlled the country.

Logically speaking, in this kind of environment, even a pig will definitely become an "elite pig" under the influence of what he hears and sees.

But things like fate are often so wonderful.

As direct members of the Farben family and the sons of Minister Heredi, the two Mr. Farben will definitely not be able to escape the storm of the power struggle in San Salvador.

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The twentieth century was a turbulent era in the world, and El Salvador was also in a critical period when power was transitioning from the hands of the military to the democratically elected government. As a powerful group entrenched within the government, the Farben family was naturally the target of everyone's attention.

Some people want to completely overthrow Heredi, who has been in charge of the government's judicial department since the Romero era, and to achieve this goal, there is no better way than to use the "second generation" young talents such as Eufracio and Bukele.

It is easier to grasp a line and bring down a large area of ​​beautiful things.

Therefore, from this point of view, let alone the character problems caused by the two Mr. Farben's pampering since they were young, even if their will is as strong as iron, they may not be able to withstand being observed under a magnifying glass all the time.

behavior.

Therefore, it is not surprising that they have become what they are now, and can only rely on a little bit of conspiracy to seize the wealth of their cousin.