Working as a police officer in Mexico

Guadalupe Island Pier.

A pure white small yacht docked.

Claudia Abrego stood on the deck. She was very beautiful or sexy. Her name told you that she was a member of the Abrego family, the founder of the Gulf Group.

She had a cigarette in her mouth, but her eyes were fixed on the armed police officers on the dock.

Wearing desert-spotted camouflage, Salomon (France) combat boots, and a mask, only a pair of eyes were exposed, with a deep sense of oppression.

If it weren't for the fact that the armband clearly said "Policía", Claudia Abrego would have thought that some country's special forces were coming.

She waited patiently, and after about ten minutes, she saw a Hummer drive into the dock, and a fat man jumped out of it, walked over quickly, and when he looked at her, his eyes rested on her chest.

Claudia found out.

But her expression was very calm. In Mexico, if a woman wants to continue in the male-dominated criminal industry, her appearance is the easiest thing to betray.

Men are lustful.

There is a saying in Mexico, if you want to be in power, you must first be a mistress!

In order to build connections, Claudia often hangs out at parties held by various drug dealers, and is known for her "freedom".

Casare stood on the dock without introducing himself, "Come up, I'll take you to see Boss Victor."

Claudia nodded and walked onto the land with the help of her bodyguards. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but when her feet touched the ground, the fat man opposite seemed to have a smile on his face and his mouth moved.

"Sir, what are you talking about?" Claudia asked.

"It's okay, Guadalupe Island welcomes you." Casare smiled happily and opened the door for her himself.

In fact, what he just said was..."The money has arrived!"

The Hummer dragged Claudia through the residential area. On the road, she could meet children wearing crotchless pants. When they saw the vehicle, they were not afraid, but even chased each other.

Claudia has a very delicate mind, and she has heard about what happened on Guadalupe Island. It is said that the director of the rural Mexican village was very ruthless and killed all the drug dealers on the island!

At the time she thought it was a rumor, but she had seen dead bodies in Ensenada.

The shark ate half of it.

The senior executives of the Gulf Group felt that this was a difficult opponent, so they sent Claudia to get back the goods.

After all, for men, a beautiful woman’s body is also a target to conquer.

The drug addicts across the street are already waiting for food.

The Hummer drove all the way to the police station.

Patrol cars were everywhere on the road.

In the police station, Claudia even saw armored vehicles and artillery, some of which were covered with awnings. Is this the army or the police?

Claudia suddenly became nervous. If the Mexican police all have such equipment, then why are they having fun? Just surrender.

No, you must make suggestions to the person you spoke with to upgrade the equipment of the Gulf Group after you return. At least the helicopters must be equipped with everything.

Casare took Claudia upstairs, knocked on the door, and waited for the voice to come in from the office before he opened the door and went in.

Claudia turned her head and saw a man sitting behind the desk. He had short dark hair, deep eyes, and was holding a cigarette at an angle. His face could not be called handsome, but his lines were very strong.

"A lady?"

Victor smiled and pointed to the cigarettes on the table, "Welcome, do you want to smoke?"

Claudia boldly walked over, picked up the cigarette and put it in her mouth. Then she took the cigarette from Victor's mouth with her hand, lit it for herself, and took a puff, "It tastes great."

"You are very brave, ma'am."

"There are no women in Abrego who are timid." Claudia paused and pulled off the headscarf that tied her hair. "And my breasts are also big. Do you want to touch them? As long as you promise to take our breasts. Return the goods to us.”

Casare's ears pricked up. Is it so direct?

But when I think about it, this is what Mexican female drug traffickers are like, keeping themselves clean? You've already cleaned yourself up, why are you still a drug dealer?

For example, "Queen of the Pacific" Sandra originally wanted to be a journalist, and "Godfather" Gallardo was his distant uncle. She had interviewed many drug lords due to her family's influence, but she was once kidnapped by a drug dealer who failed to woo her. .

He was released several months later.

You can use your imagination, what will happen if a woman is kidnapped for several months?

Anyway, after she was released, she decided to become a drug queen.

And the Claudia in front of her was also not a kind person.

Victor "sees" her message.

When she was 11 years old, her father asked her to marry him to a scion of a drug cartel who was 7 years older than her. However, when she was 13 years old, she personally killed her "husband" who had been domestic violence against her. When she was 15 years old, she got married again. , at this time her husband was a judicial police commander in Nuevo León, but after three years of marriage, she found out that he had cheated on her and killed him with her own hands.

From then on, she understood that if a woman wanted to be an accessory, she could only become stronger. She joined the Gulf Group led by her cousin Garcia Abrego and eliminated many opponents with her beauty.

Nickname given by people: "Starscream (Araa roja)"

Victor heard Claudia's "conditions" and smiled, "Your X is not worth 80 million US dollars. Let's talk realistically."

Why is chicken so expensive?

Claudia heard the mockery in the other party's tone, but her long-standing "quality" still allowed her to suppress her anger and gestured to the bodyguard behind her, who handed him a handbag in his hand.

"There are 4 bearer checks in it, each for 2 million US dollars."

"80 million US dollars worth of goods, you want 8 million to redeem it?"

Claudia looked at him, "This is the sincerity of the Gulf Cartel, and we have obtained the right to use Guadalupe Island from Tijuana. If you agree, we can hand over the island to you."

This made Victor laugh out loud.

"Tijuana? What is that? Is Guadalupe Island theirs? What right does a drug trafficking organization have to divide your territory?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Ma'am, this is a police station, not a mental hospital."

Claudia frowned, with a warning in her tone, "Officer Victor, you have to think clearly. The Tijuana + Gulf Group is not comparable to those small drug dealers. We also have deep connections in Mexico City."

"Are you threatening me?" Victor suddenly asked.

Claudia opened her hands, "I am from the Abrego family. I am just stating a fact. If you think so, maybe it's okay."

Victor nodded.

"If you plan to continue in Mexican politics, we can also help you. What we like most is to support potential..."

Claudia wanted to continue speaking, but heard a loud voice, "You are threatening me on my territory!"

Victor grabbed a Mossberg M9200A1 shotgun from the bottom of the table, pulled the cover with his left hand, and pulled the trigger in Claudia's horrified eyes.

Bang!

He "sprayed" the other person out directly. This scene changed so quickly that not only the bodyguard, but even Casare didn't react.

When the bodyguard came to his senses, he subconsciously reached into his clothes to draw his gun, and Victor shot him.

His head was directly blown up!

Victor was still not satisfied. He casually held the gun in one hand and swung it hard, aiming at Claudia's face on the ground and fired another shot.

The delicate facial features were gone in an instant.

Victor breathed a sigh of relief after all the bullets in the shotgun were used up.

There were already police officers rushing in with guns at the door.

Seeing the body on the ground and the chief smoking, they looked at each other.

"It's okay, it was an accident." Victor waved his hand, "Drag the body down."

The police officers "picked up" the beaten body.

"It's a waste, it's a waste." Casare muttered.

"What did you say?" Victor asked.

Casare shook his head, "Boss, these two are from the Gulf Group..."

"You are still the backbone of my Victor Group, what are you afraid of?"

"I want to make them understand that sooner or later, the violent organization in Mexico is not the drug cartel, but me, Victor!"

"Victor Carlos Vieri!"

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