Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 320 Mexico's Paradise of Traffickers
Louis always felt lucky to have been reborn in America, a place that seemed orderly yet was full of chaos. It prevented him from dying unexpectedly when he was weak, and made things very convenient when he became powerful.

With money, one can be free from the constraints of the vast majority of people.

No matter what you do—murder, arson, blood collection…

Everything can be done legitimately, but in a country with strict social order, it would be much more complicated.

Add to that the presence of murderers and evil spirits everywhere, and this place was practically a demon kingdom, which Louis once considered his chosen land.

But he was wrong.

That idea was shattered today.

Mexico.

A country that borders the United States.

Logically speaking, being adjacent to the United States, the world's largest economy, a country that champions freedom and democracy and leads the progress of all mankind, should be a desirable thing.

But the fact is just the opposite.

Mexico, a country that struggled to gain independence, was plunged into hell from the very beginning.

The reason is simply that it is too close to the United States.

There are no local industries here, or rather, no local industries worth mentioning on the international stage. The entire country relies on imports from the United States for its food, and the economy is a complete mess.

When the economy is bad, order naturally suffers as well.

The streets are filled with all sorts of thugs who roam the shadows of the streets and alleys, watching the streets under the sunlight like hyenas. As soon as prey appears, they will not hesitate to pounce and bite, and there will be no punishment afterward. The police here are in cahoots with them, or rather, they are all subordinate units of some entity!

Addiction Group.

Here, the economic pillars are these fair-skinned, carefree, yet adorable little ones who cause family breakdowns and physical ailments.

Cultivating poppies, researching addictive substances, developing distribution channels, selling them, engaging in gang warfare and double-crossing, recruiting and training people on the streets...

Repeatedly.

This situation is prevalent in most cities and regions of Mexico. Apart from the wealthy areas, various drug cartels, large and small, are as common and prestigious as capitalists in the United States.

government?

Although they are not just for show, they are still complicit in the corruption. The only thing missing is that members of the addiction group will rise to high positions in the government, and this is not impossible. In fact, it is very likely to happen in the future!
Therefore, besides chicken wraps, the biggest label this country is known for is—the drug kingdom!
And all of this is thanks to the United States.

"Mexico is really unlucky, too far from heaven and too close to America."

"Hehe... Awesome... I am the king of the world!"

Louis's expression was somewhat strange.

Although this is not a rich area, it is not a slum on the outskirts of the city either. Is it really that open and aboveboard?

In America, nobody just casually pulls out a submachine gun on the street!

Emma, ​​who was next to Louis, narrowed her eyes.

This was her first time traveling abroad, and her impression of Mexico was...not bad.

It has a wild feel to it.

Emma's curiosity was piqued.

Available in the next second.

Snapped!
A large steel hand held her head firmly in place.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

Louis loosened his grip slightly. "Don't touch that thing, or I'll put you in the pink electric chair."

Hearing that familiar threat, Emma's lips twitched, and she rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay, I really won't!"

Based on Louis's understanding of her, this thrill-seeking, jealous woman would definitely love this chaotic place and be easily attracted by the addictive substances that are everywhere here.

Many people actually try it out of curiosity after seeing others having fun, and end up on this path of no return.

Although Emma is no longer an ordinary person, she has not undergone any fundamental evolution. Traditional addictive substances like marijuana are fine, but if it's those high-purity neuro-addictive substances that can directly alter the human nervous system, even a low-level cultivator like Emma will be affected.

Of course, that's not the point. Even if she did take it, there are plenty of ways to deal with it. But Louis doesn't like it, and even despises it from the bottom of his heart, so he doesn't allow Emma to try it.

Louis nodded after receiving Emma's affirmative answer and continued to look at the street. He seemed to be observing the street, but in reality, he released his Yang Spirit to scan the city of Juarez.

This border city in Chihuahua, Mexico, near Texas, was filled with immigrants of all skin colors and immigrant detention centers; he even saw people with East Asian features.

In fact, they were all illegal immigrants.

If someone wants to illegally cross the border between Mexico and the United States and enter the US, they have a chance to officially settle in the US if they persist in residing there and are not discovered by immigration officials.

This is also the idea of ​​Runren people all over the world.

So much so that, besides the drug trade, the most famous thing about Mexican border cities is human smuggling and illegal immigration.

In addition, there are group violence, street robberies, drug addicts dying in corners, a thriving prostitution and gambling industry, and all sorts of chaotic karaoke bars and pubs...

Of course, this is just incidental information; Louis has already found the real target.

Two seconds later.

Louis withdrew his senses.

"Let's go, we've found our target."

Emma nodded.

There was a flash of green light.

The Latinos who had been secretly observing Louis and Emma from the corner were immediately taken aback and looked at each other in surprise.

next second.

"what!"

Bang bang bang!
The headless corpse collapsed, its head bursting open like a watermelon, the liquid splashing onto the wall and creating a series of natural abstract paintings.

A large community located in a relatively central part of the city.

The facilities and order here are better than in the slums, but all sorts of tattooed men and blond-haired young men sit guarding the entrances, chatting and laughing, occasionally taking a sip of alcohol, hugging the women next to them, and even openly engaging in lewd acts on the street.

These people guarded the entrances and exits of the community like security guards, except that these security guards actually carried guns.

And in this community.

They were all members who openly produced and sold addictive drugs, along with their families.

This place is shockingly a settlement for the families of a drug trafficking ring, as well as a production site for addictive drugs!
Louis and Emma appeared.

"That's right, this is it, the Juarez Addiction Group, one of the largest addiction groups in Juarez City."

It was also because they wanted to expand their channels into America that they colluded with an insider to kidnap Louis's forces.

Looking at this, Louis's eyes were cold. Without saying a word, a flash of blood-red light appeared in his hand, and a blood-red "glass bead" spun around in the air.

Blood River Pearl.

Just as Louis was about to unleash a massacre.

Emma suddenly spoke up, "Louis, let me handle this first. I promise they'll suffer a terrible death."

Her eyes were full of excitement, eager to try.

Louis raised an eyebrow.

Considering Emma's well-behaved behavior last night, and her waiting outside the door...

"Hurry up," Louis said, then released his Yang God power, enveloping the entire community to prevent it from escaping.

"Oh!!"

Emma cheered, and without saying a word, a cluster of flames appeared at her fingertips. Her inner energy surged and instantly expanded, forming a ten-meter-long fire snake that condensed in the sky.

"What?!"

"what is that?"

"A fiery serpent?"

"My God!"

"Da da da……"

As expected of the Addicts Group, their individual combat skills are excellent, and a series of gunshots rang out.

Some members of the group, their faces contorted with rage, began firing AKs.

Unfortunately, all the bullets passed right through.

The fire serpent was completely unharmed.

boom! !

The fire serpent coiled out, and its massive body merely swept over these members, setting them ablaze from head to toe, turning them into wailing humanoid torches!
Watching the human torches running around in the open spaces and streets, howling and turning into charcoal as they ran, watching their own arms fall off, and then letting out even more terrifying screams, Emma couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Pleasure!

So enjoyable!

These wails, rising and falling, with different timbres and meanings, all expressed the same painful wails.

It's like a symphony, a beautiful piece of music where various instruments blend together, but the rhythm remains consistent.

gorgeous!

It's so pleasant!

awesome!
It was the right decision to come out with Louis this time, it was fantastic!
Louis rarely allowed her to kill so recklessly, let alone commit such a brutal killing, but now, Louis showed no intention of stopping her. She was right; drug addicts and dealers were not human in Louis's eyes, and no matter what they did, they would not be punished!

This place, this place is simply her paradise!

Emma's lips curled up uncontrollably, and her fingers moved constantly, controlling the fire snake's rotation.

Soon, all the armed men at the entrance were dead.

Emma, ​​who was using Tibetan magic, began to use fire snakes and entered the community.

While "working" for Louis and traveling around setting up nodes, she practiced fire magic diligently, and now she has mastered fire magic and concealment techniques to a very high degree.

It can be used to control the heat and listen to different sounds, just like creating a brand new musical score.

The people here are all playing different instruments! And the keys!

She's ready to use the vendors in this community to put on a grand musical ceremony!
……

Louis ignored Emma.

Just as Emma guessed, he really didn't treat these people as human beings.

They're just poisonous insects; it's best if they all die.

The same applies to family members who participate in planting, selling, and profiting from the crops.

Louis didn't stay. Emma was enough; the drug addicts in this community were her reward. He was now going to find the upper echelons of the Juarez Group, as well as other groups.

As a border smuggling city, Juarez is quite large, but if Louis were to fully unleash his Yang God, he could still completely cover it and then precisely eliminate his enemies.

However, simply erasing it like that would be rather dull.

He wanted to carefully examine the memories of these enemies to understand what happened back then. In addition, he also needed to carry out a cleansing of this city, no, all the other cities.

This will help the Blood River Pearl advance to a superior-grade magic weapon!

The Blood River Pearl is actually close to advancing now, after all, it has been nurtured for a long time and has enough Yang energy, so advancing is not a problem. It's just that Louis wants to use a lot of blood to help it condense more restrictions in one go.

Wow!
The figure disappeared instantly.

In a secluded little room in a high-rise building not far from the Juarez community.

Yale's Juarez was engrossed in reading a roll of parchment, his eyes filled with fascination.

"Rituals, money, wishes."

"The rituals of the mystical side are truly amazing; the legendary demons, angels, and gods actually exist."

"I guess I won't be able to go to heaven. Maybe I should try to believe in something else?"

"Sigh, why are these mystical people always so blind? They could have just done things for me and gotten rich, why did it have to turn out like this?"

He licked his lips.

I glanced at the mysterious test items piled up to the side like a small mountain, and... severed limbs such as arms.

Some of these severed limbs had already rotted away and turned into bones, while others still retained their flesh and blood, indicating that they were from different time periods.

The mysterious items stained with blood were also quite peculiar, including parchment scrolls, skulls, necklaces, hand axes, wooden sticks, and human skin with tattoos.

There were many different kinds of things, and many of them didn't even seem magical. They were just a bunch of junk gathered together, emitting a foul stench.

Looking at these miscellaneous items.

A hint of regret flashed in Yale's eyes.

After accidentally discovering the truth of the world, he has been trying his best to search for the mystery, but the process has not been smooth.

Many of them are fake, and even when you do find a real mystic, they are completely uncooperative and have very little real skill; most of them are just people with a superficial understanding.

To this day, his understanding of the mystical side remains very limited.

However, things took a turn for the better not long ago.

Yale's expression changed drastically when he thought of that organization.

No.

They are too dangerous.

How could a group of people, mainly American capitalists, possibly look down on a Mexican drug dealer like me?

They're definitely using me as a shill!

If you really fall into their trap, you'll probably die very soon!
But when he thought of that wonderful mystery and hell, he couldn't help but tremble and regret, regret!

I wish I hadn't gone into this line of work!
So, if we do good deeds now, can we still save it?

Remembering the Bible he had studied specifically to escape hell, and its descriptions of wicked people, he instantly lost all hope.

Their eyes became firm.

Finally, he looked at the pile of junk, then got up, put down the parchment, walked into the pile, and took out a clean, smooth white skull. Its eyes were empty, and apart from being clean and smooth, it was no different from an ordinary skull.

But amazingly, when Yale picked it up...

hum! !

Two eerie green flames suddenly ignited inside the skull.

(End of this chapter)