Working as a police officer in Mexico

National Palace.

Victor was wearing glasses and holding a pen to smear the names. When he was quiet, a phone call came in. His hand shook and he smeared the names on the list...

His brows were slightly wrinkled.

Forget it, since they have all been smeared, let's kill them!

Anyway, everyone on this list will die.

The phone kept ringing, and he picked it up.

"General, there is a call from the United States. I hope to talk to you."

"Pick it up."

The other side responded, and after two rings, a familiar and tired voice came, "Victor, you've had enough."

The emperor paused and frowned, "Mr. Rumsfeld, what are you talking about?"

This old man had arranged it for a long time. When Victor started to name the capitalists one by one, his tone was commanding, asking him to stop this "immoral" assassination.

He was hung up, and he didn't answer the phone several times later, and the authority to answer the phone was transferred to the Secretariat.

Hearing his words, Rumsfeld couldn't help but complain, "Do you know how much trouble you have brought me? You are challenging a class. They asked me to start a war against you. You should know that I have saved you from a lot of trouble."

"Then I have to thank you." Victor said with a slightly sarcastic tone, "Who told you to start a war? Tell me and I will shut him up for you."

The old man almost couldn't breathe.

"Don't you understand what I mean? You must stop this behavior, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

The King of Wei said ruthlessly, "Are you going to threaten me? From what angle are you threatening me!"

"Rumsfeld, let me tell you, those dirty politicians are mixed with capital, do you think what they do is right?"

"There is no right thing under the sun, Victor, you know, this matter can never be completely wiped out, even if you kill them all, there will be new people coming up, and they control the world economy, you are against the world, you are courting death!"

"If the world has always been so dirty, then drag the earth to be buried with it."

Rumsfeld's eyebrows trembled, jumping faster than a typewriter. He seemed to think of something, took a breath, and listened to the busy tone from the other end of the phone. His chest hurt a little and frowned.

He was under a lot of pressure...

The capitalists who were called by the devil were already scared to death. In just one week, more than 40 powerful people with great influence in the world died...

Even on the Internet, someone launched a vote, and picked out ten people. What these ten people did was written clearly, and everyone read it with gnashing teeth, and then let the netizens choose who to kill first.

This has become a game for the whole nation to carnival.

The American BBC radio and television found a legal expert, who cried out in pain, "This is a regression of human civilization, and this is a challenge to the judiciary."

Then after the show, he was kidnapped. The next day, his body was found at the door of the police station. He had been tortured beyond recognition, and there was a big poster next to him with his evidence of crime.

It made people panic, and the BBC dared not speak again when they found someone to speak out.

The top elite circles in Europe and the United States were scared of being killed by barbarians. They could only beg for help and vigorously develop security around them, so that the price of security soared during this period.

A wealthy man spent tens of millions of dollars to hire a team of retired poster commandos to protect himself, and they were the kind that... legally carried guns.

The entire social order entered a state of carnival and tension.

Rumsfeld was forced into a corner and wanted Victor to stop, but the other party's last words made him feel scared...

Is Mexico conducting an "earth crust movement" experiment? ?

No, no, we must find out!

Victor, who hung up the phone, restrained his smile and said, "It's not so-called."

Even if he is in the honeymoon period with the Rumsfeld family, this must be done. He wants to reverse the situation in this era. Although Mexico is increasing its international influence, in North America, the United States is still the "white moonlight" of some refugees.

Many people think he is the "savior."

This has brought them a steady stream of talents and labor. The relevant Mexican authorities have predicted that after the fall of the Soviet Union, the national strength of the United States will increase exponentially.

What Victor has to do is to get rid of the American filter before the disintegration of the Soviet Union!

You say it's heaven, but I say it's hell, a hell where capital does whatever it wants and poor people scream!

You say there's good politics and harmony over there, but I'm going to show you how much collusion there is between officials and businessmen? !

Break the filter, step on the "face" of the United States to ascend the "throne", and create a good impression of Mexico as "hating evil as much as hatred".

Victor has seen the benefits of personality and traffic, and this "hype" is just a little bit useless.

Then we can only ask those rubbish to die.

Under the leadership of the water army, Mexico's reputation has slowly changed from "the country of drug dealers", and more people say that Victor's means are just to maintain peace.

Have you seen him bully civilians?

Victor glanced at the time on the wall...

December 11, 1991.

The Soviet Union... doesn't have much time to live.

He took a deep breath and pressed the phone, "Tell Casare to proceed with the next plan and speed up."

"Understood." The other end was connected to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

On December 12, an article titled "Is the President of the United States for the World or for Capital?" "The article caused an uproar after it was published by the Mexican News Agency...

Question them from above...

In their eyes, what are the people? If you think they are bugs, please send them to Mexico. Here, they are people, they are people with emotions, peace-loving people who want to live a good life.

Send it to everyone for free, and the pressure from public opinion will instantly increase.

Don’t you Americans like to play wars of public opinion?

The one I hit was the old master.

As a result, Zizierton, who is new to the stage, has a head as big as an ox.

He was on the phone, shouting a lot, "No, no, no, you want me to shoulder this responsibility, Fake Squid, what are you talking about! You want me to be the first one?" A president who will leave immediately after taking office?”

"This is simply outrageous. Do you think the United States can afford to throw this person away?"

"We need someone to take responsibility..."

Zip paused, furious, "Then why me!"

"Wouldn't it be enough to kill Victor? As long as he is dead, no one will care about this kind of thing anymore."

The capital representative was on the other end of the phone. He laughed when he heard this, "Kill him? Then you might as well get a gun and kill yourself. The military won't take action."

"Then use mercenaries, recruit them, and then enter from the southern and eastern regions of Mexico, catch him off guard, confuse the situation, and then send a small team to assassinate him. The military is stubborn, so there is nothing you can do about it?"

Zipton's eloquence is good. After all, he is a lawyer. "He is just a piece of candy. We must get rid of him. Otherwise, if we escape this time, what about next time? What about next time?"

"Using mercenaries, we will cause destruction and bring chaos to Mexico."

Good guy, this is a typical example. Even if I die, I still have to drag you down. Even if I shit my pants, I still have to make you look like shit.

The other party was silent for a while and then said, "I will convey this matter to them. The specific operation will be decided by them. You and I are friends. William, you... better be mentally prepared, but I hope you will use your relationship."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Zipton angrily tore off the phone on the table and threw it on the ground. He, who was very gentleman to others, was full of obscenities and was very angry.

When the door suddenly opened, he turned his head sharply and wanted to yell angrily, but when he saw the person coming, he suddenly became excited.

"Diane!"

He looked at his wife at a loss like a child, his eyes not daring to look at her, a little erratic.

A typical liar, his whole life depends on one word: lying.

Seeing him like that, Diane Rodham said expressionlessly, "Get out."

The secretary who followed behind him hurriedly ran out, closing the door behind him.

There were only two people left in the room, and Zipton felt uncomfortable all over. He hated this kind of atmosphere, but he didn't dare to speak loudly to his wife. To be honest, if it weren't for her, he would have been a prisoner long ago.

"Here, someone wants to destroy me. If you can't bear it, I, I... we can divorce..."

Diane Rodham put out her hand to block his words.

"No, I will not divorce, I will help you continue to sit in this position."

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Zizi was stunned for a moment, but then he grabbed her hand excitedly, "Diane, you are so kind to me. I swear... I will definitely change it in the future."

"I want you to do something."

"you say."

"Say in any public place that I am your only wife, we are very loving."

"no problem."

Diane Rodham took out her hand, nodded, took out the contract from the briefcase and handed it over, "Then sign it."

"Sign...sign?"

Zipperton picked up the contract and looked at it, his eyes trembled, it said that Diane Rodham was recognized as his first legal heir and so on...

"No...it doesn't have to be like this." He sneered, but after meeting Diane Rodham's eyes, he signed quickly. He could not lose his position as president.

After he finished signing, the latter grabbed it, looked at it, stuffed it into his briefcase and left. He stopped when he reached the door and said, "Remember, we are a legal couple."

Zizier opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head dejectedly. He was not an idiot. He actually understood what the other party meant.

I don't care if you cheated or not, I do care, I am the only first lady!

I want my husband to be president.

I want to use your position to help me realize my political ideals.

Diane Rodham is a very typical heroine. If anyone has read her information, they will know that her goal is very accurate. Is she interested in zippers?

No, she just thinks that the other person has potential, and she also believes that she can send him to become the president, that's all.

The story of an investor and her product.

My daughter is not a zipper...it doesn't look like it.

He sat on the presidential chair, the panic in his eyes finally calmed down a lot, and the emptiness in his heart suddenly arose. After hesitating for a moment, he pressed the phone and said, "Levinsky, come to my office."

Diane Rodham took a long breath as she walked out of the White House.

She got into a BMW and Foster, with whom she had an affair, sat inside.

"Did it go well?"

"It went very well. He is like a giant baby who needs his mother now." Diane Rodham's words showed no respect for her husband at all. She rubbed her head, "I have to wipe her butt again, can you?" Help me?"

She said, looking at Foster hopefully.

But the other person's expression was very calm...

Then she shook her head, "Sorry, Diane, you should know that I don't have this ability."

"It's okay." The woman smiled reluctantly, of course she understood.

Looking at his beloved woman like that, Foster was also a little uncomfortable. He pondered for a moment, "You can't find anyone, because a wolf is always staring at you. The best way is to negotiate with the wolf."

"You mean, find a Mexican?"

Diane Rodham frowned.

"I have to admit that when it comes to playing with public opinion, none of us can compare to Victor. His means of stirring people's emotions are unique."

"Then can't we sanction him on the Internet?"

Foster looked at him, and Diane Rodham also knew that she had just asked a nonsense question. One step slow, in fact, every step was slow.

If you make something that others have eaten now, can you be better than them?

Suddenly, in the woman's mind, she thought of a figure, the fat man...

When she went to Mexico, his eyes made her feel "occupied".

"There's not much time left. If you have a way, do it as soon as possible."

"I understand." Diane Rodham said softly.

Of course, Casare didn't know that he had been targeted. He was busy in the office. On the wall was written: Seize time with the United States.

"Invest another 2 million US dollars. Tell the propaganda department that some videos will be sent out today, and then guide the water army to attack, mainly targeting government officials."

After signing the document, he handed it to the secretary and said.

"Okay, sir, here is another piece of news about the nationwide sweep..."

"After the "Piedras incident", the remaining states launched a sweep, and found two small drug-carrying submarines and several large warehouses in the whale sanctuary of Huachinela in Sonora and El Vizcaino in Baja California Sur, containing drugs ready to be transported through the port."

"A total of 16,711 unclaimed bodies and 77 tons of various drugs were seized nationwide, and local officials were investigated, including 7 mayors and a deputy governor."

"What about the army?" Casare asked hurriedly.

The secretary hesitated, "Traces of drug purchases have been found in the local army."

"!!!"

"Let Secretary of Defense Kennedy send a letter to the troops, asking them to conduct self-inspections. If found, they will be dealt with seriously and the entire army will be informed!"

"Also, place the first batch of personal secretaries in various places, and have them keep their eyes open. If anything happens, they should open their eyes wide. If they want to be promoted, they should find problems with their superiors."

60 people were drawn from the army, colleges and intelligence agencies. They were all trained and knew where to check.

The sword of Damocles was finally released.

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