Chapter 1233

In the camera, Flores's mouth is dripping with blood, and a bullet hole can be seen passing through his neck, with a deep sense of surprise and reluctance in his eyes.

Obviously, Flores died so suddenly that he wasn't ready.

Look at the time. It took less than 20 minutes from the group of soldiers in the camera to Flores' death.

Hiss!

Several big drug lords all took a breath of air conditioning, and felt the whole body was cooling.

A famous drug lord in northwest Mexico, with thousands of soldiers and the most advanced weapons, is a small warlord overseas.

But it was such a warlord who was killed in less than 20 minutes.

The power behind Wang Yong is so terrible that it makes people despair!

Several drug lords looked at each other and lowered their posture. Their arrogance disappeared.

"Damn it, get the hell out of here! Can you bear the responsibility for soiling Miss Wang's mourning hall? " A drug lord who is good at steering the boat in the wind yells at his men.

The attitude has changed so fast that several drug lords in the same trade despise it.

But then the drug lords began to reprimand and even cleaned up the crooked Futon.

"Fool, don't you hurry to buy marigold!"

In the scolding of the drug lords, a group of wolf like subordinates suddenly turned into gray running dogs. Some carefully cleaned the dirty hall, while others trotted all the way to buy marigold.

After the flowers were bought back, the drug lords took them one after another and sprinkled the petals of marigold on the road in front of the hall.

In traditional Mexican culture, yellow stands for death. Marigold is a kind of orange flower, which symbolizes the glory of the sun and has the power to lead the dead back to their hometown. On the famous day of the dead in Mexico, people will pave the road with marigold petals to guide the dead relatives to return to the world on the bridge built by marigold.

The onlookers of Durango, looking at this incredible scene, all opened their eyes in disbelief.

As Mexicans, no one knows the terror and cruelty of drug lords better than they do. Usually, it's impossible for these drug lords to pay homage to the dead, even if they respect the living.

But now, these violent drug lords are just serious about spreading marigold petals like gentle lambs.

"Are they... OK?" Sergeant Durango asked with a hard swallow.

Government officials shook their heads: "they are not OK, they dare not! This Wang Yong really... Really... "

After thinking about it for a long time, the government officials did not come up with a word to describe it. They could only look at Wang Yong with admiration and fear, such as a rising big man.

Wang Yong glanced at several drug lords and said nothing.

Those who know the current affairs are heroes. They are willing to know the current affairs. Naturally, they are the best.

It's just that up to now, there are only four people on the list. It's a little worse.

"It seems that the strength is not enough!" Wang Yong sighed.

Just a few words, let four drug lords eyelid jump at the same time.

They know that someone's going to be in trouble again.

Sure enough, the screen in a turn, it seems to another place.

The same group of armed soldiers are also waiting for Wang Yong's instructions.

"Let's get to work. It's late." Wang Yong said lazily.

The soldiers on the screen nodded, and then heard the rumbling sound. From time to time, blood shot onto the screen in the shaking lens.

It lasted a little longer this time, more than half an hour. Unfortunately, the results have not changed much.

A soldier enters the camera with a guy with only one last breath in his hand.

The drug lords on the scene were shocked with the public: "it's Garcia! Why can't even he resist? "

Garcia is one of the top five drug lords in Mexico. I didn't expect that even he was defeated.

At the beginning, it was Garcia who called on everyone to deal with Wang Yong. Garcia was also the first to make a mockery of Wang Yong's obituary.

That is to say, Garcia's territory is a little far away from Durango, otherwise Garcia must be the first one to make trouble.

"Who... Are you?" Garcia asked, gasping for breath.

The soldier carrying Garcia did not answer, but put a headset into Garcia's ear.

"I hear you've been trying to kill me?" Wang Yong waved to Garcia on the screen.

"You are Wang Yong!" Garcia was startled“ impossible! You're just a stranger fighting alone! How can I ambush so many people ahead of time and plot against my confidants! "

As soon as they heard this, they immediately understood the cause of Garcia's death. It turned out to be an ambush ahead of time plus the cooperation of the internal ghost.

However, no one shows contempt for Wang Yong's strength, but increasingly feels that Wang Yong is unfathomable.

As Garcia said, Wang Yong is just a stranger. How can he have this kind of energy? Plotting against Garcia's confidants is not something ordinary people can do!

"Some things were predestined a long time ago. I just accelerated the script of your death." Wang Yong said faintly.

When Garcia heard the words, he seemed to think of something, and his face showed the color of fear.

"I heard you burned it as soon as you got my obituary?"

Garcia knew that death was imminent, so he had a neck block: "so what?! How could labor and capital attend a Chinese funeral! Bah, wishful thinking

Wang Yong's faint smile revealed a chill: "is that right? It's a pity that you are destined to attend. As I said, I don't mind if the people who come here are living or dead. "

"No! Wang Yong, you can't kill me! I'm Garcia! I am the king of Mexico Garcia yelled.

It's a pity that Wang Yong doesn't talk to him any more.

The soldier in the camera grins grimly, raises the muzzle of his gun and penetrates Garcia's heart.

Garcia flopped to the ground, like Flores, eyes wide open and dead.

The four drug lords on the scene felt their hearts beating wildly. It seemed that there was a voice inside them shouting "run away". But reason told them that once they took the first step to escape, they would die.

Finally, the four drug lords overcame their instinct to escape and stood still.

Only the whole back was drenched with cold sweat.

"Four, sit down and wait. I think some people might be smarter this time. " Wang Yong said casually.

And then sit in a chair.

And the four drug lords look left and right, where are the extra chairs around? Can only squeeze out a smile: "nothing, we are not tired, we stand will be good."

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In the headquarters of Herrera, Mexico's most powerful drug lord.

Erela sat on the sofa with a dignified face.

What happened at the funeral had been transmitted to his ears by radio waves.

Even he was frightened by Wang Yong's vigorous and fierce means.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "no! No matter how powerful Wang Yong is, he can't have this kind of power against heaven. He came to Mexico by accident and would not bring his own team. So the soldiers who raided Flores and Garcia have something else to come from

"What do you mean, boss?" Asked a confidant.

“CIA！” Herrera cut off the railway.

"No? When Wang Yong was in the United States, he had a lot of trouble with the CIA... "

"In this world, there are only permanent interests and no permanent enemies. Suppose the CIA and Wang Yong have common interests in this matter? "

"You mean... The CIA has long wanted the lives of Flores and Garcia? Yes, that's it. These two people have been against the CIA's solicitation of Yin, Feng and Yang. Although the CIA didn't take them seriously on the surface, they may hate them deeply. This time, it's a chance to get rid of them. But what I don't understand is, why does the CIA want to give Wang Yong face? "

Herrera shook his head, which he didn't understand.

It's reasonable to say that the CIA can take out Flores at any time. There is no need to choose this node to cater to Wang Yong's momentum.

Ding Lingling, at this time, Ella's landline suddenly rang.

When erela got through, he heard a familiar voice from the opposite side: "erela, where are you?"

"At home! Where else can I go? Can I go to Wang Yong's ridiculous funeral? " The way that erera disdains.

But what erela didn't expect was that the person on the phone actually said, "that's right, you're leaving now and going to the funeral right away! The sooner the better

"You are crazy! How can I go to such an occasion regardless of my status? I'm going to be the laughing stock of all Mexico! "

The opposite side of the phone sighed: "it's better to become a laughingstock than a corpse. What's more, you're not the only laughingstock."

"Why?" What did erela foretell? He asked.

"Erera, some things are not as seamless as you think. You collude with Sheila secretly. It's already known! As your contact person, I tried my best to persuade you to give you a chance. To tell you the truth, the CIA is behind Wang Yong. If you still don't cooperate, the tragedy that happened to Flores and Garcia will repeat itself in you. "

"What?" Erela's face changed slightly.

His collusion with Sheila was very covert, and no one knew except a few people. How did the CIA find out?

But what about being discovered? Although I have grown up step by step with the support of the CIA over the years, no one is willing to be a dog all the time. To be able to control her own destiny, erera will never miss such an opportunity.

A flash of light flashed in erera's eyes, and she was about to have a showdown with her contact.

But before he could speak, he heard the contact person say: "the night before yesterday, the CIA and the FBI knocked out xira's stronghold in Juarez. Sheila died on the spot. It was Wang Yong who killed xira! Now do you understand why the CIA is willing to help Wang Yong on the platform? "

Bang!

The phone in erela's hand fell to the ground.

Erera's eyes were blank, unaware of it. There was only a murmur: "how can it be? How is that possible? "

Ten minutes later, a private helicopter took off from erela's residence and headed for Durango.

The same scene happened in other parts of Mexico.

These drug lords who were still dismissive of Wang Yong last night are only full of awe for Wang Yong.

When a person is strong enough to control the life and death of others, what can you do except fear?

One flight after another from all parts of Mexico finally converged in Durango.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the onlookers who used to laugh at Wang Yong were shocked to find that most of the named futons Wang Yong had their owners!

Erera.

Dias.

Otis.

Molina

These big people, who basically only exist in the newspaper news, come together. Just for the funeral of a stranger.

"More than I expected!" Wang Yong, with a little regret, glanced around.

These drug lords, who are rarely seen, all show their sullen faces.

What does Wang Yong mean? Do you still think that they will not come and kill them one by one?

Arrogance, arrogance!

"Let me see. Well, those who haven't come should be fast. The whole family needs to be neat and tidy! " Wang Yongdao.

Just then, the sky suddenly came the sound of a helicopter.

"Speak of the devil! Here we are Wang Yong caresses his hands and laughs.

People can't help looking into the air, only to see a helicopter down all over the bloody soldiers, each soldier armpit are holding a body bag.

Poop, poop, poop

Body bags were thrown on the ground and opened to reveal the bodies inside.

It's Flores, Garcia and others!

A total of seven bodies were placed in a row, shocking.

The faces of all the drug lords present changed dramatically.

"Help them sit where they should be." Wang Yongdao.

So the soldiers reached out and dragged each corpse to the corresponding Futon like a dog.

The blood dragged out long traces on the ground, and the smell of blood filled the funeral.

The scene suddenly became extremely depressed, no one spoke, all the people looked at Wang Yong's eyes, just like facing the most brutal devil.

"Don't watch, everyone. Take your seats!" Wang Yong pointed to the futon and rushed to Irela and others.

Erela and others were stunned, and their anger surged up.

"Wang Yong! We've come to the funeral. It's enough to give you face! Do you really want us to kneel down to an unknown Chinese old man? You are humiliating us! We will never agree! " Erela said angrily.

Wang Yong smiles and doesn't mind erela's attitude. Turning to the others, he continued, "do you think the same as him?"

The others looked at each other, their faces firm.

Of course, they don't want to kneel down, which is a great insult to them. This is an insurmountable bottom line of dignity!

But the four drug dealers who first came to the funeral were obviously scared by Wang Yong. Without saying a word, they went directly to their futon and fell on their knees.

Erela and others see this, Qiqi "bah" sound, full of contempt.

"Look, there are smart people. As for those who are not smart, I can only help them Wang Yong said quietly, suddenly his eyes flashed and disappeared in the same place.