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Chapter 962: Black Gloves


Oleksi's face turned pale.Among all of them, he is the least courageous, and he is good at picking up girls, and killing people sees blood......

Oleksey felt that he had never been the material for this business, and he was also a little self-aware, so he refused to help the family engage in some shady business.After all, this kind of business and business is often bloody.Sitting across from Oleksey was Miss Michiko Yamamoto from Yakuza who looked very calm, and the young lady and the bodyguards behind him seemed to have a sculptural-looking face, and they couldn't see what was going on in their hearts.Even after this scene of saber rattling and explosion, Miss Michiko still gracefully pinched the red wine glass, gently shook it in front of her eyes, let the red wine hang on the wall of the glass, and then slowly flowed to the bottom of the glass, and all the wind and grass around her had nothing to do with her.Vinito suddenly turned around and slashed the cleaver across the cartel's neck.The unsuspecting cartel's neck suddenly cracked, and he covered his neck in shock, subconsciously opening his mouth to call for help, but the air could not be pulled out of his chest at all, vibrating his vocal cords and flowing through the wound in his neck.Blood gushed out from his fingers like a fountain, and he looked up at Vinito, who was standing beside him, unable to believe his eyes.The two have been working together for a long time, and Vinito has been working together for a long time in charge of transporting cocaine from all over the world to Mexico and then distributing it to North America and Europe.He reached out a bloody hand and grabbed Vinito's forearm, as if begging him for something.Vinito gave the cartel a disgusted look, then pushed him to the ground with his chair and spat in his face.Several of the men brought by the cartel stood by the steps, and before they could react when they saw their boss suddenly being put down, the members of the Seta group around them drew their guns and greeted these poor guys at close range.Almost all of the cartel's men were shot several times and immediately fell to the ground."

Whoever does something wrong should bear the consequences!"

Vinito threw the bloody cleaver on the table and snapped his fingers to call a beautiful three-point girl."

Change a knife."

With that, he slowly walked around to Dan George's side.Looking at the violent Vinito, Dan's heart was actually trembling, the guy in front of him was raised by himself, and the reason why he supported Vinito in the first place was precisely because he saw his ruthlessness, and he was ruthless enough to achieve great things.A few years ago in Mexico, after the collapse of the "Gulf" clique that had unlimited glory in the early years, many small gangs were diverted from this huge gang organization, and none of these small gangs were convinced of anyone, and everyone grabbed territory, fought gunfights and assassinated people in the streets, and as a result, Mexico became a storm in a few years.After the fall of the "Gulf" group, one of its branches, which is now the Seta group, was considered to be unique among all the small gangs, because the seta group had its own "death squad", and there were a large number of outlaws in the death squad, and even the police had to avoid them when they saw it.Vinito, on the other hand, was one of the death squads at the time.Due to his bravery in gang shootouts, Vinito soon became the captain of the death squad.At this time, Dan George, who calls himself Mr.

D, appears.The Flying Eagle Organization, to which Dan belongs, has always had its own members in various intelligence services and military units, and many of them are high-ranking and powerful, and the early "Gulfstream" group was also cultivated to control the cocaine sales network.It's just that the boss of the "Gulfstream" group gets carried away after his family is dominant, living a luxurious and high-profile life, and often carries out street executions because he wants to hit his opponents, and then drops his body under the overpass to deter his opponents.This cruel method is reminiscent of smoked meat hanging on the beams of a house, and it instills a great fear in the hearts of those who have witnessed it in the past.The chaotic situation has attracted the attention of not only the local government, but also the Flying Eagle Project.After all, a seemingly stable Central and South American country is unhappy with North America's A, and this chaotic fragmentation is tantamount to destroying a drug trafficking network controlled by the Flying Eagle Project.Dan secretly approached Vinito and asked him if he wanted to be the boss, and if he wanted, he could provide resources to help him.An outlaw like Vinito agreed without even thinking about it, after all, who wouldn't want to be the boss?

The two hit it off, and soon Dan literally sent weapons and money to Vinito.Over the years, Vinito, who rose to the position of Seta boss, has developed the organization into one of Mexico's most prominent criminal organizations."

Dan, my people have paid with their lives for this defeat, and you?

Do you still feel like you've been kidnapped compared to him?

”Vinito smiled wickedly as he looked at Dan, who was silent."

Enough, Vinito, don't make excuses for your cruelty, I know that you have long wanted to swallow the territory of the Kotel, don't talk about yourself so high-sounding.""

High-sounding?"

Vinito grabbed Dan from his wicker chair."

You took 30 of the profits, and you haven't been able to provide us with the most accurate information, and all our money is concentrated in the pockets of the Black Sun Organization, and finally it was brushed by a girl, and it hasn't been recovered yet, do you want people like you to point fingers at us!?""

Because of Fan Tianlong's damn Asian guy, we have to bear the responsibility of transfusing blood to his tattered Black Sun organization, and we have to provide it to some inexplicable underground organizations in their name, some time ago, my two accounts in the offshore bank were inexplicably blocked, guess who did it?"

Vinito looked at Dan with a sarcastic expression on his face.Dan George still didn't speak.Vinito said again: "What?

Don't dare to say?

Using our secret account to do something enough to kill us, are you really taking that big East Asian country for an idiot?

Those people will think that we are just serving Mexican kebab to the KB organization that threatens their national security??

”When the few people sitting around the table heard this, their eyes lit up.They were interested in what Vinito called the "big East Asian power.""

You think it's okay if you don't speak?"

Now that Vinito was in control, he glanced at the rest of the group and asked, "You still don't understand what he's doing this for, and what the danger is?"

”"For what?"

Oleksey asked."

Isn't that easy?"

Vinito said: "They never get their hands on those remittance accounts, they don't touch the edges, and our money is traceable, the intelligence work of that East Asian power is very accurate, if the account is related to us, they will definitely not let us go, and once we are exposed to the sun......"

Vinito's gaze moved to Dan George again: "Once we are exposed, to use what the hell you say, is it to 'stop loss'?"

And then throw us out like broken shoes as substitutes?

”Everyone now knows that it was not only the $3 billion incident that angered Vinito, nor the 20 tons of "goods" that were caught at the border this time, but Vinito's goal was to be involved in the overseas incident organized by the Black Sun.Although Vinito can be said to be calling for wind and rain in Mexico, there is still self-awareness of this, taking that East Asian country as an example, even the CIA itself can't handle the other side, and is not even willing to provoke the other party, but let himself and his men die.This is simply treating yourself and Seta as a typical "black glove"!"

Vinito, you've done all this, what do you want?"

Dan finally broke the silence.