Reborn American Giants

Several women stood on the edge of the street outside the Arbor Bar. They were wearing heavy makeup and scantily clad clothes. Whenever a car passed by, a group of people would coquettishly caress the fishnet stockings with holes on their legs, and then wait for the driver.

After the selection was completed, Shi Shiran said goodbye to his female companions, opened the door and got into the car. Amidst the laughter and curses of his female companions, the car plunged into the darkness with its red taillights flashing.

When a pickup truck that looked shabby on the outside slowly turned from the intersection again, the group of women cheered up again. Their business had been a lot worse recently, and it was all because of the man standing at the intersection now.

Those people from the Fallen Brotherhood, wherever they stood with such menacing looks, many potential customers who were originally interested would be too frightened to come in when they saw their ghostly appearance.

The women angrily cursed secretly that the gang members were really out of their minds. They stood there and made their business bad. However, they still had to pay the daily management fees as usual. The people above would not care about you. As long as they pay for one day.

If the management fee is not paid enough, they will not be allowed to continue doing business on this street and will be kicked out.

It’s not that no one wants to pick up jobs outside. Some people have tried this. They feel that it’s not cost-effective to hand over almost half of the fee to the local gang every day, so they pick up jobs outside. However, one sister picked up a job outside alone.

After getting into a car, she never returned. Finally, her body was found on the roadside of Highway 3. It was said that she died miserably, was looted, and was thrown naked under the roadbed.

, the murderer didn't even bother to bury the aftermath.

The remaining people were frightened. They came out to do this business just to make a living. They still had families to support, and they didn't want to just disappear and lie naked in an unknown place waiting for people to find them.

Now, although half of their daily income must be handed over to the manager and they must stay in a fixed place, the gang promises to ensure their safety.

At this moment, seeing potential customers coming to the door, the women puffed up their chests to make their majestic chests more prominent. However, the pickup truck passed in front of them and stopped directly in front of the bar.

The women cursed and returned to the wall, anticipating the arrival of the next guest.

Balcro opened the car door and stood in front of the car, looking at the Arbor bar in front of him. The tattered signboard hung there feebly. The small flashing light tube was broken and no one repaired or replaced it.

The letter "a" in front of the string of signboards can't be seen clearly in the dim light. People who don't know it would think that the name of the bar is Burley Bar.

On the wall at the door and on the floor, there were dried marks left by drunkards after vomiting, mixed with a strong smell of urine, and the sour smell of soup dripping from the trash can next to it, which made Balcro unbearable.

He covered his nose, so he chose to close the car door and prepared to enter the bar quickly to complete the purpose of being here today.

Just as Barquero grabbed the door handle and was about to push the door in, the door was pushed open forcefully from the inside. He quickly stepped aside, and his hand naturally touched the gun handle at his waist, but just before

The moment he was about to draw out the weapon, he stopped his movements. A strong bald man held a man who seemed to be drunk and unconscious with both hands and pushed open the door. Then he took the man in his hand and opened the door.

It was thrown into the garbage pile nearby.

Balcro saw the man lying on a pile of garbage, holding a bag of black garbage, and smashed it twice in his mouth. He was completely unaware of the stench and continued to sleep to death.

After leaving, he clapped his hands and cursed "Damn drunkard", then turned around and walked back to the bar. He looked at Balcro standing by the door with one hand holding the door handle with doubtful eyes, and refused to go in.

out.

"Man, do you need anything?" the bald man asked.

"I want to find the boss of your gang, Arreaza."

The bald man stared warily at Balcro with his hands spread out in front of him. The person who could find this place and name the top leader of the Fallen Brotherhood should be an acquaintance in the underground world who knew the details, but someone like Balcro

, came to the door rashly, a stranger who wanted to see the top leader of the organization, but he seemed very suspicious.

Perhaps seeing the suspicion in the bald man's eyes, Barquero shrugged and said, "Can you inform me? Just say that I am from Colombia and send greetings on behalf of Mr. Govilia."

After thinking about it, maybe because he felt that Balcro could not bring much harm by himself, the bald man opened the door of the bar, tilted his head at Balcro, said "Follow me", and then walked in

to the bar.

Balcro quickly followed, and as soon as he entered the bar, high-decibel heavy metal music poured into his ears. On the dance floor in the middle of the bar, a group of people were twisting their bodies crazily to the music, under the influence of alcohol and cocaine.

Under the psychedelic feeling, he swayed his exuberant energy wantonly.

With his gaze almost gone, Balcro followed the bald man to the second floor and walked through a long corridor with two people standing guard at the door. Balcro thought to himself that this corridor should have left Aberai long ago.

The bar building has entered the adjacent building. It seems that the Arbor Bar is just a cover. The headquarters of the Fallen Brotherhood should be in the building next to the bar.

The bald man walked straight to a large iron door painted red at the end of the corridor and rang the bell. After a moment, the observation window on the door was opened, and a face looked through the observation window to see who was outside.

, and then quickly closed it. It must have been clear who was outside the door, and the door was opened.

Behind the door stood four men with rifles slung across their shoulders. Balcro stood in the middle of the room. The deafening music behind him was isolated from the outside of the door. The killer's intuition made Balcro feel that as long as he made the slightest movement, these few men would be killed.

A man with a vigilant face and his right hand holding the grip of a rifle will definitely pick up the rifle in his hand and sweep him into a hornet's nest.

A man came forward and took away the weapons from Balcro. The bald man said "Wait" to Balcro, then opened the door and disappeared outside, leaving Balcro and the four people in the room.

Big eyes and small eyes stared at each other in silence.

Following the orders of Escobar, the leader of Medellin, Barquero led a group of men to El Salvador in order to punish the Salvadoran gang organizations for their betrayal of the Medellin Group and to deter the Colombian government's "anti-drug operation."

And other opponents are ready to move, and use this to restore the Medellin Group's cargo transportation channels.

Although he is a killer, Barquero is not stupid. Although the nearly two hundred men he brought this time are all the best in the Medellin Group, compared with the nearly 10,000 gang members in San Salvador, they are absolutely useless.

It's a drop in the ocean.

Letting his subordinates disperse and hide in shantytowns on the outskirts of San Salvador, Barquero continued to collect information about gangs in San Salvador, and combined with intelligence from the past organizations, analyzed the current situation in the underground world of San Salvador.

In the end, he discovered that the Gref family, which controlled half of San Salvador, quickly stabilized under the leadership of the new leader after a brief turmoil in the family's internal leadership, and took advantage of the upstream and downstream Medellin Group.

When the Mexicans have no time to take care of themselves, they put their biggest

The opponent, the second-ranked gang in San Salvador, the Trout Gang, was wiped out in one fell swoop. Then, relying on the bloody atmosphere of just slaughtering its largest opponent, they took advantage of the situation to coerce and induce the remaining gangs to form a loose alliance and jointly betray Mai.

The Delin Group has joined the Cali Group's camp.

To be honest, Balcro admired the new leader of the Gref family. If he had not taken the lead in betraying the Medellin Group, Balcro would have chosen to cooperate with such a person who acted decisively and had straightforward methods.

But now, the new leader of the Gref family has become the chicken that Balcro uses to frighten other organizations in San Salvador. Only by using the cleanest means to deal with the leader who leads the betrayal, can other remaining organizations

It will return to its previous state of disunity and will no longer have the courage and strength to resist the Medellin Group.

At the same time, just like Sorvino, the former leader who supported the Gref family in the past, he will recruit and support a gang again, so that this black channel that starts in Medellin, Colombia, and ends in San Diego, the United States, can return to Medellin.

In the hands of Delin Group.

This is the reason why Balcro came to the headquarters of the Fallen Brotherhood and asked to see Arreaza, the leader of the organization. According to the intelligence collected, the relationship between the Fallen Brotherhood and the Gref family has always been at odds, and the two sides have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time.

Nowadays, San Salvador is still dominated by the Gref family. Balcro believes that the leader of the Fallen Brotherhood will be thinking day and night about how to lift the boulder weighing on his head.