Reborn American Giants

This is the outskirts of San Salvador. One day, we passed a huge shantytown on the road. The lights under the street lamps gave off a dim and low light. A moth kept circling around it, and then it suddenly headed towards the bright light.

It penetrated the center of the bulb, but was bounced away after hitting the outer wall of the bulb. However, it did not lose heart and started a new wave of attacks.

These were the only two or three street lamps on the entire road that could still emit some light. In this dark autumn night, they illuminated the direction of passers-by.

But the light is really limited. Mixed with the hanging roots of the evergreen banyan trees planted on the roadside, the whole road is full of eerie feeling.

Three dilapidated buses with bright headlights broke the silence of the night. Balcro sat at the front of the first bus, using the dim lights inside the bus, staring at his hands without blinking.

A stack of photos.

Thinking of what the leader Escobar said to him before he came.

"Barquero, you understand our current situation. The government is pressing on us step by step, and those Yankee thugs are killing us crazily. At this time, the gangs in El Salvador suddenly betrayed the organization and cut off our cargo transportation.

channel".

When Escobar said this, the anger on his face could no longer be concealed. Compared to the Colombian government, which was his enemy in person, he hated the Salvadorans who stabbed him in the back more.

"This is a group of shameless traitors, and their betrayal is more despised than Judas," Escobar leaned forward with his fat body and hit the desk made of precious mahogany hard with his fat palms.

.

"...We cannot show our weakness at this moment, otherwise those secretly watching jackals will pounce on us uncontrollably, and the lackeys of the coalition government will devour us completely. This way

This cannot happen, so the traitors in El Salvador must be punished."

Ecstasy, sadness, anger, pain, etc., these emotions of great joy and sorrow are very draining of human physical strength, not to mention Escobar, a fat man who has been pampered and pampered for many years. He once had a strong body, but as he developed

From then on, he enjoyed women's sex wantonly, enjoyed fine wine and food from all over the world without restraint, and without exercising, his body became increasingly bloated.

At this moment, he was only slightly agitated. It was as if he couldn't breathe. He took two deep breaths, then fell into the soft and wide office chair behind him, looking at the most powerful killer team under him.

The leader Barquero said: "Go, Barquero, go to El Salvador and hang all the traitors who betrayed us on the gallows to warn those who are ready to take action that the organization is still strong and we will not allow anyone to betray us."

…

The sudden stop of the car interrupted Balcro's thoughts. He unzipped his jacket, put the photo in his hand into the inner pocket of his clothes, and then walked out together with about 200 men who got off from the other two cars.

The roadbed disappeared into the chaotic shantytowns that were layered upon layers before them. This kind of shantytowns with complex personnel sources would be their best hiding place in San Salvador...

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Victor did not know that the Colombian Medellin Group had already sent people to San Salvador and had integrated into the shanty towns with complex terrain on the outskirts of the city. All his thoughts were now focused on the housing reform bill.

After meeting with Chairman Asdias Amfilo, Victor has got the information he wants, that is, the leader of the Christian Democratic Party. Chairman Jose is excited about this bill that can gain huge public support. Now

He is very interested in anything that can increase public support and enhance the chance of winning the election. Amfilo has already said on behalf of Jose that the party will support Victor in submitting this bill to the city council for a vote and it will be passed.

However, the situation in the San Salvador City Council is very complicated. Although the Christian Democrats successfully declared themselves as the majority party and controlled nearly half of the city council seats, please note that it is "nearly half", which means that it is very close to the simple matter of passing the vote.

The majority, while the gap is dramatically similar to that of the National Assembly - two votes.

"What a damn two votes..."

Victor sat in the large office, trying hard to count the votes in his hands. The two damn yes votes were also the key votes to determine whether the bill was passed. And for safety, he had to get as many other yes votes as possible.

The Nationalist Republican Alliance need not think about it. They will definitely not agree with this bill proposed by Victor, a member of the Christian Democratic Party.

Zhang voted to find a way.

"No, no, I missed something..." Victor crossed his chest with his left hand and held his chin with his right hand. He looked at the noteboard in front of him that was filled with black oil-based pens. There were three lines of options listed in total, which were "agree" and "agree".

Neutral, opposition, there are densely written names below.

"Victor, come here and take a rest," Orville said when he saw Victor sitting motionless in front of the clipboard in a daze. He looked a bit like an old man sitting on the sofa nearby.

"Damn it, don't interrupt me," Victor looked a little annoyed when his train of thought was interrupted. A glimmer of inspiration just came to his mind. He was about to grab it tightly, but was suddenly hit by Orville's sudden voice.

After losing his train of thought, he rubbed his brow with one hand while thinking hard, trying to track down the thought that just flashed through his mind, but it was to no avail. Victor couldn't help but sigh, returned to the sofa, and put his

His body fell heavily into the soft sofa.

Odile handed Victor a cup of steaming hot coffee. He would still have a few days to announce his resignation as a member of the city council, and go to the Christian Democratic Party headquarters to serve as Minister of Justice to assist Jose in the presidential election.

, so matters in the San Salvador City Council are no longer issues that he should worry about.

"How many more days can you stay?" Victor asked casually after taking the coffee handed over by Orville. After thinking for a long time, his rapidly moving brain cells made him feel a rare sense of fatigue.

"The original plan was two days later, but now it seems that I will wait until your bill is submitted and vote in favor before going to the headquarters to take office," Orville said with a relaxed expression, "Why, I can't wait to move in now.

It’s my office, haha, I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you, and you’ll have to put up with me for a few more days.”

Hearing Orville leave, these words caused the inspiration that had just disappeared to pop up in his mind again, but this time Victor grabbed it tightly and did not let it slip away again.

"Which constituency is Filiagas from?" Victor couldn't wait to ask Orville. For a moment, Victor didn't bother to check anymore and asked directly.

Orville seemed a little strange to Victor's sudden mention of Philiagas Balivian, who had already announced his resignation. What was even more strange was that Victor asked about Philiagas' constituency. This disgraced man had long been regarded by Orville as "

"Dead man", so he had already burned all the information about this man. Now that Victor suddenly asked, he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Block 28, Congressman Victor," Orville's chief of staff, Larreso, solved the minor troubles of his boss and Victor. He had information on basically all the political figures in San Salvador in his mind, so when Orville

When he couldn't answer Victor's question, he solved the little trouble with words.

"Yes, yes, Block 28," Victor seemed very happy. He clapped his hands hard and said to Orville in admiration: "I suddenly want to thank Mr. Philiagas, Congressman,

Ha ha."

"?" Orville.

"He resigned. Will the city council hold a by-election soon..." Seeing Orville's face full of questions about his words, Victor explained.

"Oh, I understand, your plan is..."

Orville, as the former head of the Christian Democratic Party City Council Supervision Office, is also very acumen for politics. Before Victor finished speaking, he realized that he seemed a little slow just now, but it was just because he was about to leave.

, is about to take office at the party headquarters, Orville feels that the battle in the city council no longer requires him to expend brain cells to think, and he no longer needs to hide in the dark to evaluate and calculate the positions and positions of the council members in the city council one by one.

Bit, these will all be Victor's worries in the future.

But the acumen of a natural politician still allowed Victor to react as soon as he spoke.

"Yes, yes." Victor nodded to Orville. He quickly stood up and stood in front of the clipboard. He used the brush in his hand to erase a line of words on the "Objection" column, and then wrote heavily under the "Approval" line.

One line of words.

"Block 28..."

There is a big "" at the back...