Working as a police officer in Mexico

"Victor is an ambitious man! His eyes are full of aggression." This is what Nurnisha Kallis, the head of the secretariat of the United Nations International Narcotics Control Board, said to her colleagues.

Mainly, Victor said to her that he would be the executive director of the Drug Enforcement Administration.

The atmosphere was really awkward at the time.

Let's put it this way...

Xizong pooped in the street, and the expressions of the Americans below:!!!()━━━!

Fortunately, Nurnisha Kallis has also seen the ups and downs of life. She joked, "Mr. Victor's experience is enough to take on this position. Unfortunately, I am not the Secretary-General. However, I think when he sees you, he will definitely be moved."

Victor smiled and did not make a fuss.

He was just suddenly testing the bottom line.

"Carmela!"

Victor opened the office and walked in. The deputy director behind him, Augustin Przewczyr, hurried in and locked the door.

Victor glanced at her, "Talk about official business at work, and talk about private matters in private."

Choosing the prey to attack.

"Then let them hand the man over. Three days, less than three days, let them do it themselves." The female police inspector frowned.

Not far away, there was a table of women, each with their own characteristics, some violent, some very conservative, but all showing off their figures, the smallest of them was 34D.

Although Nurnisha Kalis was puzzled, she still nodded politely and made way for half a body, "Please come in."

The chaos is about to begin~

It takes about 40 minutes to drive from the 8th District to the Bronx of MGM. The fluorescent lights on the roadside began to exude passion, and the girls in short skirts swayed their bodies and began to solicit customers.

The little girl looked up at the other party.

During the Normandy Landing, a German soldier used an MG-42 to carry out a crazy sweep in the bunker on Omaha Beach in France. Except for changing the barrel, he did not stop at all. In these crazy 9 hours, he fired 12,000 rounds of bullets.

But he admitted directly, "This is a mistake in our work!"

The policeman sitting in the car obviously had good eyesight, especially the sheriff in the co-pilot seat, who screamed, "Back off! Back off! Back off!!"

Anyway, the US government will not really crack down on gangs.

The salaries of UN staff are not paid by the UN, but by each country, and the salary standards of each country are different.

"Tell the brothers to eat corn at night."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I know I was wrong." The drug dealer on the ground shouted.

Mike Corleone smiled at her and walked out into the sunshine outside.

He didn't move his eyes.

If Chao Pi could understand this kind of thing at the beginning, he wouldn't have been hacked to death by "Jiang Kun".

Christa Schroeder nodded, and just as she was about to push open the door and get out of the car, she suddenly turned her head, "Come tonight? I learned the dishes you like to eat."

But she didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that the other party would hear it.

Augustin Przewczyr thought it made sense and nodded vigorously. Seeing that the other party's ash was a little long, he trotted to move the ashtray back.

Theoretically, the MG42 machine gun can fire 1,500 rounds per minute. In combat, it can easily exceed 1,000 rounds per minute. The high rate of fire and sustained firepower have become the opponent's nightmare. The reliability and suppression performance are extremely high. It only takes a few seconds to replace the barrel, so the firepower on the battlefield is guaranteed.

"Get lost!"

The woman looked at him in shock. Seeing the other party raise his hand to beat him, she shuddered and turned around and ran away. The high heels even sprained her ankle. The pain made her tears. When she ran back to her companions, she cursed.

The pupil reflected a man in a suit, who was elegant, but he didn't wear a tie, with a little presumptuous, and the corners of his mouth always had such an elegant smile.

Victor patted Nurnisha Kalis on the shoulder. She hesitated, glanced at the drug dealer who was being held down, and followed him away.

Her eyes struggled, but she never took her eyes off the check.

At this time, Michael Corleone left with his men, and the entire Bronx was in chaos.

"Watch me~" A woman in purple clothes next to her held a cigarette in her mouth, but did not light it. She raised her eyebrows at her companion, stood up, twisted her hips and walked over.

The last time the Lucchese family's matter was not resolved, and now this has happened again. If you don't know, you might think the Germans are coming.

In the Tijuana prison, there is a private game called "Beast Fighting", which will put 5 Caucasian Shepherd dogs and two people fighting to see who is stronger.

If you want to mess with me, I will make you sick to death first.

I don't want to step down!

I can still do it!

"If you can't trick him, then you can only use force."

Nurnisha Kalis had heard of Victor's "name" before, but seeing him in person was still very scary.

"Are you trying to scare me? Call Jesus."

FBI Director Floyd I. Clark, who rushed over, held a bullet shell in his hand and asked in disbelief.

A corner, elegant and graceful, you can see the flashing police lights on it. Just after passing an alley, you suddenly see a white van rushing out and hitting the rear corner of the police car just right. The other party lost control directly, rolled on the ground twice, and did a Thomas 1000° turn.

That is, he usually looks smiling, but if someone really annoys him, he will definitely go up and slap you!

Krista Schroeder’s eyes widened when she laughed, “Whatever he wants, we can give it to him!”

The gunshots in the factory were obviously heard by the UN gang. When Nurnisa Kalis turned around, she saw the door was closed. She looked at Victor in horror, "This...this..."

Nurnisa Kalis is a woman after all. Although her motherland was partitioned during World War II, it is still safe overall. Such a "massacre" at such a close range!

At night, only those refugees dared to come out.

Sudden~

Chuchuchu! !

"Sir, you are really amazing..."

Apart from being helpless, what else can Nurnisa Kalis do?

Protest?

The arranged motorcade took them directly to the hotel without taking them to visit the next progress museum, for fear that they would not be able to eat.

This kind of violence... No, under the influence, there are fewer and fewer fights in the prison.

"Let me see if any of you dare to leave and take the guests..." A man who looked like a casino executive shouted, but before he finished speaking, Mike Corleone pulled out a gun, pointed it at him and shot him.

"Have it?"

Nurnisa Kallis is a smart person, she knows that what she says is of no use, this is Victor’s territory!

Three million U.S. dollars is more than she can earn in her lifetime!

These weapons were definitely smuggled in.

The driver in front and the bodyguard of the co-pilot pretended not to hear.

So rude!

Use this to test cadres?

According to reports, there were 100,280 cases in 1990 and 44,122 felonious assault cases, which is simply the highest number in history.

His butt is not yet warm from sitting.

The Deputy Director of the Intelligence Department, Augustin Przeucil, who was following him was a bald man. The weather itself was hot, which made his head glow a little. He felt a little embarrassed when he heard the boss's question.

Oh, and there is also a German-made MG42 machine gun!

A grown man…

A group of people are stepping on sewing machines.

"Okay, wait until I get back to the mansion." He frowned and said to Chief Secretary Krista Schroeder, "You can do the next thing for me, no matter how much it costs."

"I've never been in the habit of getting my money back."

However, as an FBI agent for decades, he still keenly felt that there was something wrong here.

When Mike Corleone heard this, he turned around and slapped him on the head, "How dare you walk in New York without a gun! Idiot, we don't bring guns, how can we bring incense?"

A dozen!

Two beats!

"Can you let me go in and talk?"

It's an Asian guy with a mouth full of blood!

In the end, more than 4,000 American soldiers were killed under the barrel of Hayne's gun. Although Hayne believes he may have killed more than 1,000 people, but certainly no more than 2,000, historians of World War II believe that Hayne likely caused 3,000 to 4,200 casualties among American soldiers.

When people are depraved, what they like most is to drag others into the water. It's like if someone has syphilis, but if you tell him that you also have it, he will feel much better. This is the disgusting nature of human nature!

Krista Schroeder waved her hand, "I understand, the matter about Mr. Governor, Executive Director of the Drug Enforcement Administration..."

"The funds are not enough, please approve more!"

The little girl hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head with her hands behind her back, "Mom said, we should take our own money, other people's money belongs to other people."

Many prison guards like this kind of game when they have nothing to do.

How much money can she make as the head of the Secretariat of the International Narcotics Control Board?

Good guy!

This is really ruthless when you put on your pants.

“Is Texas going to be independent?!”

Dilly dawdling!

At this moment, a police car turned around, and a gangster put his hands on the machine gunner's shoulders to help him support his body, "shoot! (shoot!)"

Woohoo~

After all, this is the United States, and people pay taxes. When the police call is received, the nearby patrol police rush over.

She took down the sacks and said, "These are corns grown by myself. They have not been treated with any medicine."

"Get away! Get away!" The younger brother fired a shot into the sky. Finally, even the boldest ones fled in panic.

Step fast!

The woman was startled, and then her eyes brightened. Isn't this the rich man who went out to take care of his horse? She shouted to Mike Corleone, "Sir, can I borrow a fire?"

Because you can gamble.

"MS-13." A colleague said next to him.

I called him last time because of the Lucchese family matter, but the other party directly refuted it.

This is her first time meeting.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She walked over in confusion, opened the door, and was startled when she saw Krista Schroeder, "Miss Secretary? What can I do for you?"

"Nurnisa, you must be too tired, hahaha, then go back to the hotel and take a rest." Victor stretched out his finger to touch her, and even pulled her out of the prison.

A female senior police officer in charge at the scene looked at Pearson, who waved her hand and said, "Follow your procedures."

boom!

Shot in the head!

When he fell to the ground, he still looked in disbelief.

Krista Schroeder smiled, "Maybe you should take a look."

Who cares about what a messy gentleman he is?

These people are actually making fun of Kaizi!

Krista Schroeder saw her tangled look and directly stuffed the check into her arms, "Don't worry, there are others too."

Nurnisa Kallis wanted to refuse, but the sound couldn't come out of her mouth.

Nurnisa Kalis thought Victor had done a good job and gave him a thumbs up. When the group was about to leave, they suddenly saw a criminal standing up and said, "Help! Help!! "

"boom!!"

Remember, your ability to step on a sewing machine is a gift from Governor Victor. If you disobey, hehehe~

No matter you are the leader of the Sinaloa drug cartel or a serial killer, here, you have to learn to shake your legs.

It's getting dark in New York.

Nurnisa Kallis looked at Victor, "This..."

"No, no, no, sir, that's not necessary. You already gave me a lot last time." The little girl shook her head.

Bank robberies and street killings cannot be said to be commonplace, but they are indispensable.

"Really?" After Nurnisa Kallis said it, she felt that it was wrong and hurriedly explained, "Uh, I mean... uh."

This is called self-knowledge.

"Help me! Help..." The drug dealer saw that the other party ignored him at all. Even the crows became doves after hearing this cry of despair.

Victor looked at Goebbels next to him, who shook his head directly, "No."

"If you're not afraid of her opening her mouth, you're just afraid that she won't want to."

There are still people using it in Africa, and even humans can use it, which shows that its operation is really simple.

"Boss, we are ready." The younger brother ran in and said with his hands in awe.

"Let's go!" Mike Corleone shouted.

"Then I'll go ahead and call for help. Boss, do you want to take the guy?"

Her morality makes her refuse, but her life makes her bow.

"It is our aim to reform them through labor and repent through labor. Everything is aimed at reforming them."

Men, you have to have an accent.

Watching the boss' car drive away.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a bunch of people running out of the MGM Casino in a panic. They were pushing each other, and one man even lost his hair as he ran away.

When a group of people dragged a RB man out, the onlookers on the roadside were brave enough to watch from a distance.

"You have to die a good death! You, the tyrant's lackey!" the drug dealer cursed loudly, still staring when he died.

What if there's a fight?

"Boss!" The younger brother standing next to him hurriedly responded.

This is not killing you, but who is killing you?

The scolded little boy lowered his head and ran out in a hurry. Just then another horse boy ran in, "Boss, then... the girl selling flowers at the door is here."

"I can nominate this matter, but I can't decide. But if the heads of the other two merged departments agree, I think there will be no problem."

She is 51 years old!

She is about to retire, but she still has a family and children. The money is enough for her to live well in Germany and even immigrate to the United States.

Local associations also have to serve as "guiding lights" and "scapegoats". Otherwise, do you think the United States is easy to get along with?

As long as someone comes out to take the blame.

Later in the trip, Victor took them to see the prison's "measures" for reforming drug dealers.

"10 people!"

Nurnitha Kalis was frowning in the room.

"Ma'am, how much does the Executive Director of the Drug Enforcement Administration cost?"

Mike Corleone asked his men to disperse and found a coffee shop to sit in. As soon as he entered, he naturally attracted the attention of others.

Three shots to kill!

NMD, I don’t want to step on the sewing machine, so why do I still have it?

Someone educates them every day.

Before he could even take two steps, he was pushed to the ground by the prison guards.

These are a bunch of people who want to be rich wives.

The other party responded hurriedly and ran out quickly. It was quite good. Even if the young man had good legs and feet, he could run fast even if he was caught and raped.

There are over 2,000 temples in New York.

"Did you see that he is carrying an Omega 5946.30.31 men's mechanical watch, the price is only 600,000 US dollars, and look at his pair of Louis Vuitton men's leather shoes, which are worth about 6,000 US dollars. This is a very rich man. Oily stock!”

When the leader talks, some things are ignored.

I always feel like he did it.

These words confused Mike Corleone.

The other drug dealers never thought that they could suffer such an unreasonable disaster. They screamed in fear and tried to rush towards the door. The cruel ones even wanted to catch Jason Bourne, but they were shot by the prison guard beside him. Beat to death.

The speaker was a woman wearing a red dress with big waves.

Victor smiled, and Propaganda Minister Goebbels next to him forced a smile, "Then we will influence them through actions."

Mike Corleone glanced at him and said, "Scream more, we are out to cause trouble, there are few people, it is easy to get fucked!"

"Isn't it enough to just give her the money and get the flowers back? Do I need to report this as well?"

"Yes, sir!" The local FBI could only salute bravely.

"Mr. Casare is waiting. If he gets angry, we will all suffer!"

"Check! Find out for me, or else, get out of the FBI." Floyd I. Clark's eyes were red.

"Miss Secretary! Please don't insult my character!" Nurnisa Kalis frowned and scolded, "If you do this, I can only ask you to leave."

"Investigate! We must find out when the CIA got involved with drug dealers." Victor threw the ashtray aside in annoyance.

"Mr. Governor, he never treats those who help him badly."

After he got into the car, he pointed and cursed.

He really couldn't help it.

"Oh?"

"Shut up, get out!" The younger brother scolded, directly scolded, frowning, "Don't make trouble for no reason."

Of course, you have to have money first.

And the two sides were on the verge of a fight.

"Normandy Father" - Hein Severo's weapon of fame.

Pearson heard it all beside him, but he was not surprised at all. This kind of thing is too common, and he has done it before.

"You want to find me, what's the matter?" Michael Corleone glanced at her and asked.

And it itself was ravaged by bullets beyond recognition.

"Boss, the people are ready." A younger brother ran in and shouted, he nodded, got up and touched her head, and asked her.

"What society uses MG-42? The XiXX Society?" Chief Floyd I. Clark yelled at him.

"What!?"

New York. District 8.

Mike Corleone took out a US dollar bill and handed it over.

The bullet hit the front hood, just a burst of bullets, bang! The hood of the Jeep Wrangler flew off directly.

There is no shortage of rich people in the prosperous area of ​​New York. These women who want to hug thighs are either in KTV or on the road, watching like prey.

Are you worthy of the tattoo on your shoulder?

There is also a tiger tattoo.

"It's okay, give a lesson, don't worry, we uphold the principle of curing diseases and saving lives..." Victor still had a smile on his face.

"It's too late, he is very unhappy now." Jason Bourne raised his hand and shook it down hard, and saw the guards shooting directly!

Holding the M249 machine gun, he shot directly at the drug dealers below.

She responded quickly, "Sir, should we tell the US?"

After she closed the door, Christa Schroeder went straight to the point.

Christa Schroeder nodded obediently, got off the car, watched the car leave, and walked into the hotel.

"Didn't the intelligence department track the CIA's activities in Mexico?" Victor frowned, not very happy.

After about two or three minutes, the henchman led the shy little girl in, who was carrying a sack.

At this time, Victor hurried back to the Security Minister's Building, which was a temporary office. The new Governor's Residence Building was being built.

Bartmar nodded vigorously and walked towards the kitchen with the sack.

Pearson Road was a little embarrassed.

"There are more than a hundred people in there!"

"Do you have something to say?"

This sound is the sound of gunfire in the United States!

This may be the highest record in human war history, and this record was created by the MG-42 general-purpose machine gun.

"How many people?"

The sunset gradually spread over the horizon.

No one inside moved.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Boss, the boss behind MGM has some connections."

The driver next to him also had a hideous look on his face and wanted to run back.

Virgo is a professional! !

What will the expressions of these CIA families be when they see their familiar faces on TV?

Let these CIAs never turn over in their lives!

Just label them as drug dealers.

Mike Corleone was startled, looking at the corn in the sack, and then at the little girl rubbing her hands nervously, "Bartmar!"

The secretary handed over a check and said with a smile, "As long as you nominate Mr. Governor as executive director, this check will be yours."

"Fuck! This is a bullet for a general-purpose machine gun! What is this? The army? Wardfa! Do we have an army hidden in New York?!"

Pearson cursed in a low voice, not knowing who he was cursing.

A group of people drove towards the Mikoyan Casino.

The van was parked in the middle of the road, with the door open. The "gangster" inside was wearing a balaclava. Except for his sharp eyes and thick calluses, he should be no different from ordinary gangsters.

This thing is the "fire beast!"

Victor waved his hand, "Don't tell me these empty words, just tell me what you want."

"Don't panic when you encounter such things. Since the owner can't control it, we will educate him for him."

Although Fatty Ka is submissive in front of Victor, he is the second in command of the Mexican Northern Armed Forces. He is under one person, and his power is still heavy.

"You told the dog owner that his dog bit someone, do you know what his first sentence is?"

"No, I'll let you guard the pond in Mississippi!"

"No matter how much money... I can't..." Nurnisha Callis glanced at the check, and she stopped talking halfway!

Jason Bourne looked calm.

"Help! Victor... set up a private execution ground, he is so cruel, please save me! Save us! We are going to die..." The drug dealer was crying and screaming on the ground in pain.

This MGM in New York has no direct relationship with the MGM Casino in Las Vegas, but can a casino in New York have any good stuff?

"Rush in like a fool? Find someone to keep an eye on Noriyasu Kashima first, trick him out and then take action." Mike said.

That's it.

Jason Bourne closed the door with a gloomy face, turned his head, put his hands in his pockets, looked at the hundreds of drug dealers in the workshop, shook his head and sighed, "You make the gentleman feel ashamed!"

Ran to North America to compete with Jesus for food?

No wonder, sometimes Chinese people are hated abroad. Think about it, they can't do your work, and the religion you invited also competes for incense.

After all, the biggest black sits at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue!

"What's your name?"

Crying like this.

Mike Corleone put on a suit and adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror.

"This man must be gay!" She cursed "viciously", "Sooner or later, when we check in, we will break inside!"

The little girl was a little nervous, wearing sandals, her toes were bent hard, and her voice was very soft, "I... my mother asked me to prepare something for you."

"Give her some milk and cheese, please don't refuse." Mike said the second half of the sentence to the little girl.

This shows that the other party has a very hidden smuggling route!

I don't know if I have a problem with the Mexican tyrant.

Shoot!

Look!

"He's lying." Victor smiled and glanced at Jason Bourne next to him. That smile... who would not say it was horrible?

"Let's go. Don't worry. We will listen to their opinions. You know, killing is not the fundamental thing, but educating them is."

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand... one hundred thousand, one million...!

3 million US dollars!

Nurnisha Kalis really took a breath of cold air.

"A very good name."

Don't explain. If you explain, Victor will spray you to death. If you don't explain, the boss can understand that intelligence work is difficult.

You must not eat for free!

When he ran across the road, he looked left and right, pushed the crowd and rushed into the casino, and saw two groups of people confronting each other, and his younger brother was holding a... young man in his hand. It can't be said to be wretched, but it can only be said that he looks like a pretty boy.

He took a puff of his cigarette, then tilted his head 45 degrees, his eyes sinister, "CIA likes to play so much, let's kill them and make them feel bad, and also, play their photos on the TV station in Tijuana, saying that they are drug traffickers who have been killed. I want to see if they have shame."

The confidant Pearson coughed, "Director, this is obviously a gang fight."

The black man began to look around with the only white of his eyes.

He said that he was like a white lotus.

Carmela nodded, "Thank you!"

"Whose turn is it now?" The woman asked.

It's not 1940 now!

There are 140 million people in Mexico!

Who knows what those bastards of the CIA dress up like.

If people die, they will not be sick, right?

"What if they are lazy?" An accompanying staff member asked curiously.

Before the voice was finished, a very crisp sound was suddenly heard, like firecrackers, but Michael Corleone narrowed his eyes.

Well-proportioned figure, upright posture, a bit of unruly, vaguely can see a trace of righteousness, very lethal to women.

Mike Corleone put the cigarette on the table and ran out, and the younger brother paid for the coffee.

After getting into the car, the younger brother turned his head and said to him.

Why are you talking so much nonsense!

Let's fight!

Seeing that the boss was so straightforward, the younger brothers also reacted very quickly, pulled the trigger decisively, took the lead, and killed everyone directly.

Buddha is also awesome.

"What do they need?"

Augustine Przewczyr breathed a sigh of relief, just move away, just move away.

The "heavy-armored police" in New York went out directly, but when they arrived, the people had already run away. At this time, there was no "surveillance and control". The most important thing is that the New York police are also famous for... invisible supermen.

Victor…

Click~

As soon as she finished speaking, the younger brother who stopped her took out a lighter and lit it. The woman was numb, but she still didn't give up. She had to catch this golden turtle that she had finally met. She was about to open her mouth again.

The other officials also looked strange.

Victor lit a cigarette, "He will tell you that his dog doesn't bite people!"

The location is right on Tijuana Beach, and you can see San Diego across the street at a glance.

Victor originally wanted to go and talk to the UN people again to cultivate feelings, but a phone call made him lose interest immediately.

…

The henchman smiled awkwardly, "She said she wants to see you."

Mike Corleone frowned and looked at his watch, "Bring her in."

But before he could get close to Mike Corleone, he was stopped by two younger brothers in plain clothes who were following him, "Excuse me, ma'am."

As expected, men have to be tough.

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