from night city

When the atmosphere reaches its climax.

The door to the room was suddenly opened at this moment, and a group of vicious thugs walked in.

The expressions of the leaders in the room changed one after another.

Because these thugs who came in were not subordinates of any of them.

Moreover, their men were guarding outside, how could they let strangers in?

unless……

One of the leaders stood up and shouted: "Who are you? Do you know who we are? Get out of here!"

But none of the thugs who came in paid attention to him.

All the thugs who walked into the room divided into two sides and stood exactly behind the leaders participating in the meeting.

The ringleaders were stunned and even more shocked when they saw the person who finally walked into the room.

"Hector?! How could you..."

The last person who walked into the room was none other than Hector Salamanca, whom they had just talked about killing.

Without looking at the others, Hector walked straight to the main seat of the long table and sat down.

Someone nearby handed me a cigar and lit it.

"What meeting is going to be held today? Why didn't I know? Why didn't anyone inform me?"

The leaders below looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Everyone's heart is full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Since the death of Hector's son a few years ago, which caused a drastic change in his temperament and made him very dissatisfied with Hector, the ringleaders have found such a house in Tijuana as a secret gathering place.

Logically speaking, Hector should not know that such a place exists.

How did he find here?

"Mad dog? Why are you lying on the ground? The ground is so cool."

Hector gestured with his eyes.

One of the thugs he brought lifted the controlled mad dog up from the ground and untied him.

As soon as the mad dog was free, he said anxiously: "Lord Hector, they want to..."

Hector raised a hand and blocked the words Hector wanted to say back into his stomach.

He glanced around with cold eyes. No one else in the room dared to look at him.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you talking? Are you suddenly mute?"

"Mr. Hector," a leader said hesitantly, "Actually, we are just discussing the terrorist attack in San Diego. As you know, there are some rumors now."

"Oh, what rumor?"

"This..." The leader looked at the others, hoping to

Others stood up with him, but to his disappointment, the others avoided looking.

He greatly regretted why he took the initiative to speak just now, but now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. No matter how much he regretted it, he could only bite the bullet and continue talking.

"That is, there are some rumors linking the terrorist attack in San Diego to our Salamanca Group. Of course I am not doubting you, but if this rumor spreads, it will be very detrimental to us."

"Yes, I did it."

He was stunned.

Not only him, but everyone else was also stunned.

"You... what did you say?"

They originally thought that Hector would probably deny it, or pretend not to know that it was happening.

After all, once admitted, it will undoubtedly be a knife to the opponents.

No one is that stupid.

Hector is cruel, not stupid.

But now, Hector actually admits it?

"So, you are gathering together behind my back just for this trivial matter?"

Insignificant trifle?

The leaders couldn't help but feel a bitter taste in their mouths.

Hector was indeed crazy, and he turned this big thing into an insignificant matter.

The older leader felt that he could no longer remain silent. He swallowed and took the initiative.

"Mr. Hector, you should know that our group's main interest is to make money, although we are a criminal group that travels in the underground world."

"But after all, our ultimate goal is to let everyone make money together. This is the core driving force for our Salamanca Group to continue to grow bigger and stronger."

2Chapter 16 Do you also know Dutch, the Western Idea King? (4K)

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Hector clapped with a smile: "Well said."

He looked at the others: "Huh? Why don't you applaud? Do you think what he said is wrong?"

The thugs standing behind the bosses applauded together, but the bosses did not follow suit and became even more anxious.

Hector put down his hands and his face darkened.

"Mad dog."

Mad Dog, who had been standing respectfully since Hector stopped him from speaking, immediately said respectfully: "Mr. Hector."

"How long have you been following me?"

"Five years."

An expression of memories appeared on Hector's face: "Well, five years, it feels like time flies so fast. Sometimes I feel like it was yesterday when I met you on the street."

Mad Dog's expression became more respectful and he said, "Mr. Hector, I often feel like this."

"Except for Mad Dog, the people sitting here have been with me for at least ten years. Ask yourselves, am I not treating you well?"

Everyone fell silent.

Even the elder leader's throat was crawling, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

Finally, Hector stops acting and reveals his inner anger.

"My son is dead! That is my only son! He is the heir to the Salamanca Group! He is the future King of Tijuana"

"Money! Money! Money! One by one, you only know how to raise money! If I hadn't promoted you, would you be where you are today?!"

The leaders looked horrified. If they weren't sitting on chairs, they would probably have fallen to the ground at this moment.

The older leader's face also twitched, with a look of fear on his face.

He quickly lowered his head to show his humility.

"Mr. Hector, we can understand your mood very well. If the murderer of your son was in front of us at this time, I would be the first to kill him personally."

Hector smiled.

The older leader thought that this matter was over.

But Hector's next words gave him a sudden feeling of cold air rushing from his tailbone to the sky.

"Really? But why don't I believe it?"

"Mr. Hector?"

The older leader was almost frightened and almost lost control.

"You keep saying such beautiful words, but secretly, you want to plot against me? If Mad Dog hadn't tipped me off, I wouldn't have known that you actually had a secret meeting place under my nose, and, And it lasted for several years!”

The older leader was shocked.

He stared at Mad Dog with a look of disbelief on his face: "Mad Dog tipped you off? This is impossible. All of us were checked when we came in. It is impossible for him to bring the locator in."

The expression on the elder leader's face at this moment made Mad Dog very happy. It was this expression that made him sneer.

"Idiot, I specially found a prosthetic doctor to implant the positioner into my body and tied it to my heart. Even if you scan it out, you will only treat it as an implant that assists my heart. .”

The expressions of the others changed greatly when they heard this.

They looked at the mad dog as if they were looking at a monster.

"Implanted into your own body? And tied to your heart?"

"Crazy! What a crazy!"

The older leader's face turned pale.

He knew that he had lost everything now.

I originally wanted to invite Mad Dog over, with the purpose of getting rid of the only one who was still fanatical about Hector before taking action against Hector.

loyal mad dog.

Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to invite the wolf in.

Now that everyone has broken their ties, the older leader simply stopped pretending.

He pointed at Hector and yelled angrily.

"Hector, don't blame us for being against you. Ask yourself, are you not wrong at all? I'm too lazy to mention the past things again. Let me ask you, what are the consequences of the terrorist attack in San Diego? , haven’t you considered it at all? Why are you still doing this?”

Facing the older leader's angry rebuke, Hector said calmly.

"If I hadn't sent someone to blow up the San Diego airport, the guys who took the hostages would have sent my son's murderer back to his father. I had no choice but to take this step."

The elder leader shouted hoarsely: "But this will make the entire western states unite to deal with us, and other groups in Mexico will not lend a helping hand to us, but will add insult to injury. Just for your own selfish desires, you will risk the entire Mexican state." You don’t care about the interests of La Manca Group, you are so selfish!”

Hector said: "Am I selfish? Maybe, then let me ask you a question, what would you do if you lost your only son? Tell me, let me hear your opinion."

The older leader sneered.

Unlike Hector, he had three sons and two daughters.