Reborn American Giants

Victor soon returned to the dilapidated Fandino slum. At the entrance, he saw two Pontiac Catalina police cars made by American General Motors with police lights parked far away from the intersection. It can be seen from here

American industrial manufacturing has flooded Latin American countries such as El Salvador.

Since nearly a thousand armed men poured out of Fandino that night, the police in San Salvador have been ordered to keep a close eye on the Fandino slum day and night. In the past, they too underestimated the struggling poor in these slums.

What happened last time woke up the high-ranking big shots. No matter where they were, being attacked by nearly a thousand armed men was a very terrifying thing.

"Stop," Victor said. Banban stepped on the brakes and the motorcade slowly stopped. Victor rolled down the window and waved to the men guarding the entrance to the slum, a young man who looked a little lean.

Extremely surprised, he ran up and leaned sideways at the car window, listening to Boss Victor's instructions.

Victor pointed at the two police cars and asked the men in front of him: "Are they just staying there? Are there any other actions?"

"Boss Victor, these "Greyhounds" (the gang members' nickname for them because of their gray uniforms) have been staying there without any movement. Besides, do they dare to rush into the slums?"

After the subordinate said this, he spat on the ground, showing great disdain for the San Salvador police.

"Haha, I get it. You should pay more attention to each other." Victor rolled up the car window and motioned for Banban to drive.

After watching the convoy disappear into the dilapidated shantytown, Cleto, who was sitting in the passenger seat of a police car at the intersection, retracted his gaze, put the binoculars in his hand on the driver's seat, and looked at his assistant, San Salvador's newly arrived

Konta, the deputy captain of the established "armed riot police" asked in a low voice: "Is this the Jose Victor Acero mentioned in the information?"

"Yes, he appears to be the boss of a construction company, but in fact he is a drug trafficking leader who controls half of San Salvador." Konta took out a crooked cigarette from a shriveled cigarette case and was walking around.

Looking for a lighter.

Cleto threw a lighter from the storage box in front of the passenger seat. Konta caught it, lit the cigarette, and took a deep breath. Cleto opened the closed window.

With the windows and doors closed, the air was very turbid. Now that Konta was smoking again, Cleto couldn't stand it anymore.

A stream of fresh air poured into the car. The weather was very good today. There was a breeze from the northeast. Cleto took a few breaths of fresh air. His brain, which had been a little dull after being in the turbid air for a long time, woke up. He picked it up and put it on his lap.

In a stack of files, a photo was pinned to the first page. If Victor saw the person in the photo, he would definitely complain that the person who took the photo made him look too ugly. That was a photo of Victor sitting in a wheelchair.

The secret photo, judging from the scene, should have been taken secretly at the door when Victor was receiving the medal from the Catholic Church at the Central Cathedral. Banban also appeared in the photo, and he was pushing Victor forward.

In order to deal with the increasingly severe public security situation in the capital of San Salvador, Clayto is Bande, who was affected by the corruption of the police system and the problems of collusion between officials and gangsters. He recruited innocent personnel from various police stations, armies, and military academies across the country to form a new team.

of the police department - the captain of the "armed riot police".

Regardless of whether these transferred personnel are really that innocent, Band has already demonstrated to the "big guys" above him his determination to rectify public security after taking office.

Clayto was originally an anti-narcotics detective in the city of St. George. When the U.S. government helped the Salvadoran government train military officers and police officers, he was also transferred to the United States to receive FBI police officer training. However, while he was receiving training in the United States,

During the training, his wife died tragically in the revenge of drug traffickers, leaving him with only a four-year-old son, so he vowed to send all drug traffickers to prison to comfort his wife's soul in heaven.

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The same is true for his deputy Konta. His family was killed in an explosion during a war between drug dealers, so both of them are avenging angels with "immortal hatred" against drug dealers.

After the two of them were transferred to San Salvador and joined the newly established "armed riot police" department that specializes in dealing with gangs and drug traffickers, the two of them quickly started working.

Among the files and records of the San Salvador Police Department, the files of the Gref family are the thickest. The files of the past twenty years are piled up in a whole room. If you pick up a dusty document at random, you can find it.

See the numerous crimes committed by this gang.

Cleto has set his target on the Gref family, the largest gang in San Salvador. As long as this gang is destroyed, Cleto will gain greater rights and have more power to fight against drug trafficking groups.

After carefully looking through the information over the years, Clayto discovered that the Gref family was deeply involved with certain political figures. Whenever Sorvino encountered any trouble, there was always a force from within the government to help him.

Solve these troubles.

Cleto didn't know that Sorvino's backstage was Blanco, who had already fallen. It can be seen that Blanco was also "cautious" in doing things at the beginning, fearing that his political opponents would catch him.

Regardless of these, the information revealed in these files made Clayto understand that for the time being, he could only rely on the "Armed Riot Police", a newly established department whose members were not involved with the officialdom of San Salvador, to complete his operations.

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Files are files, and if you want to know the strength, you still have to take action yourself. I grabbed two "addicts" randomly from the street and cuffed them to the railing on the side of the road. Cleto and Konta were waiting with a cup of coffee.

On the other hand, I got the information I needed in a short while.

The leader of the Gref family, Gref Sovino Nevares, has died, and the newly appointed second-in-command, a young man nicknamed "V", whose official identity is "Fandino Construction Company"

At the same time, he also registered a mercenary company called "Cobra Defense Company". Apart from this, there was actually no other information from these two "addicts". Cleto knew that,

These two people have told everything they know. Well, when they become addicted to drugs, these addicts will even tell them how many times they wet the bed when they were children.

Cleto felt very strange. He went back to the police station and looked through all the files of the Gref family within the past two years, but he could not find any criminal record of this "v". This person was as pure as a newborn baby.

Not even a ticket for illegal parking.

"Human nature is inherently evil", this is the view that Cleto holds. He never believes that there are "perfect" saints in today's dark world. The information on this "v" is so clean. It has obviously been specially cleaned.

Cleto didn't know that it was his boss who personally wiped Victor's file so "clean".

"This is a cunning little fox,"

Cleto was like a hunter who saw his "prey" and was full of interest in Victor. This is why he and his deputy Konta squatted outside Fandino. He wanted to see for himself the opponent he was about to face.

"Don't let me down next time,"

Looking at the entrance of Fandino, where several gang members covered in tattoos were laughing loudly at him and spitting at police cars from a distance, Cleto was full of "fighting spirit."