Reborn American Giants

For Acajutla, you need to know that since the beginning of the American slave trade, this has been the most important port city connecting the Pacific Ocean and the American continent. For slave traders at that time, its location was impeccable, with distance to the east

The capital of Salvador is 85 kilometers away, 175 nautical miles from Corinto to the south and 61 nautical miles from San Jose to the north.

Slave traders who have traveled a long distance can disembark here. After a short rest, they can choose to sell their "goods" locally. Otherwise, if they feel that the local price is too low and want to make more, whether they go south or

It was very easy to go north. But now, Akajutla is favored by smugglers, modern slave traders and criminal groups.

Freighters carrying a large amount of smuggled goods or stowaways, or black money from drug trafficking groups, etc. docked here. For these, local government officials chose to turn a blind eye while accepting bribes from criminals.

Eye.

And since the Spanish colonial era, some bold colonists have begun to establish an underground financial system hidden under the secrets of the old world.

Nowadays, these underground financial systems are still running well. Basically, all the major banks in the world have set up offices or branches in Akajutla. Their only role is to handle the large amounts of black gold that are pouring in.

The local financial system is so dependent on cash deposited by money launderers that the city government of Akajutla issued an ordinance that law enforcement agencies are not allowed to arrest anyone in or around the bank.

It doesn’t take long to reach Acajutla from San Salvador. When Victor stepped out of the Acajutla train station, the sea breeze blowing from the Pacific Ocean in the west brought a little coolness, which blew away his heart.

The annoyance caused by the bad air in the car.

He didn't take a helicopter, just because Victor suddenly had a whim and wanted to experience El Salvador's domestic railway transportation.

As Akajutla is the most important port city in the country these days, a large influx of people has caused the local traffic situation to be described as terrible.

As soon as we walked out of the lobby of the train station, a large number of taxi drivers immediately came forward to compete for customers. They didn't care whether the customers were willing or not, so they just picked up the passengers' suitcases on the ground and left. Some people because of life

If you are not familiar with the country or are afraid of losing your finances, you have no choice but to keep up.

So when Victor, Ato, and Nathan stood at the gate of the train station with a few bodyguards, they were completely unprepared for this situation. When a group of drivers suddenly surrounded them, Ato, who was in charge of security,

When Tuodu had no time to call out other bodyguards to stop him, someone in the crowd suddenly snatched the suitcase from Nathan's hand.

Victor grabbed a handful with his backhand, but only touched a corner of the box, but could not grasp it. When he looked through the gap of the noisy crowd, he could only see a child wearing a white vest that looked particularly fat.

The disappearing figure.

"Sir, be careful," Atuo finally directed several bodyguards to push away the taxi drivers who were gathering around to solicit customers, then stood in front of Victor and protected him behind him.

Almost at the same moment, two big men wearing sunglasses and short-sleeved floral shirts squeezed into the crowd waving two rubber sticks, and then slapped the taxi drivers around without hesitation.

"Ah, ah", these were the screams of the two unlucky guys. The two taxi drivers were hit directly on the head by the sudden stick, and then fell to the ground wailing. The drivers around them were stunned for a moment.

Then they broke up and fled far away.

Everything happened so fast and suddenly, Atuo only had time to pull Victor to dodge the oncoming crowd a few times, but he couldn't care less about Nathan beside him. Nothing was as important as his safety.

The other bodyguards had also surrounded the two strong men holding sticks, but it seemed that they had no hostility towards Victor and his party. After driving away the group of drivers who were robbing passengers, they lowered the sticks they held in their hands.

He faced the ground and stood with his hands erect, not even paying attention to the two drivers who were wailing on the ground.

"Is this Mr. Jose?" A thin young man in his thirties walked out from behind the two men. He should have Indian ancestry. He raised his legs and walked over to the two men.

The body of a driver on the ground came to Victor and stretched out his right hand while smiling: "My name is Manuel. Boss Ansaldo asked us to pick you up."

"That's me." With a wave of his hand, Victor asked Ato, who was standing in front of him, to step aside and shook hands lightly with the young man named Manuel. "It seems that the security situation in Akajutla is

It’s really bad.”

The meaningful words made Manuel stunned for a moment, and he turned back to look at his two men. One of them quickly gave a brief report of what happened in his ear.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Jose." If such a thing happened to the guest in his own territory, it is his own responsibility anyway. Manuel said with an apology on his face: "It's really very sad that such a thing happened.

I'm ashamed, but don't worry, Mr. Ansaldo's guests will never lose anything in Acajutla. Please stay for a while..."

After finishing speaking, Manuel turned his head and nodded to the subordinate who had just reported the situation to him, and the other person quickly turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Victor nodded indifferently, took out a cigarette and held it in his hand. Ato immediately took out a lighter from his arms and lit it for him. From Manuel's tone, it seemed as if Acajutla belonged to their Salvadoran hometown association.

Although Victor did not deny this, he dared to say the same thing in San Salvador. But what he saw before him was more like a demonstration.

"Boss Ansaldo's guests will never lose anything in Acajutla," hehe...

"Are you okay?" Victor turned his head and looked at Nathan. He had just blocked the escape route of one of the drivers. The difference in occupation between the two parties brought about an absolute difference in strength. He was pushed down by the other driver.

There was also a little scratch on the arm.

"Boss, it's nothing serious," Nathan's shirt sleeve was frayed and he was wiping the injury with a tissue at the moment. When he heard Victor's question, he immediately replied.

There was indeed nothing wrong with seeing Nathan, so Victor didn’t ask any more questions. He turned his head and looked at the people coming and going at the train station in boredom. Soon, not even a single cigarette was burned out. The man who left just now was holding Nathan in his hand.

Lost the suitcase and returned to Manuel.

After taking the box and passing it to Victor, Manuel smiled and said, "Sir, can you see what is missing?"

Passing the box to Ato, Victor had no intention of opening it to check. He threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, raised his right foot and crushed it, and then said to Manuel lightly: "Let's go, take us to see

Ansaldo."