Working as a police officer in Mexico
Chapter 944 - 493: Expand and Strengthen, Create Glory Again!_2

They dragged her to the open ground…

Then, they began to violate her!

Everyone watching TV was horrified at the scene.

Is Mexico a country or hell?!

This scene quickly fermented through the live broadcast.

In another villa area, the sky gradually darkened.

"Hurry up! Hurry up, stop packing already, damn it, why are you holding onto that suitcase?"

Endric Vinicius shouted angrily at his "little wife"!

Hearing his words, the other party was a bit nervous, holding onto the suitcase tighter, looking reluctant. Needless to say, it was clear what's inside!

It must be their stash of personal gold.

Endric was about to speak again when abrupt gunfire was heard, and his face turned ugly. Sure enough, he saw bodyguards rushing in.

"Sir, armed militants have attacked."

He lived in the "High Official District" of the Southern Government, where people living were either rich or noble, but when safety became chaotic...

Skies trample on the bones of the lords, the inner treasury burns to splendid ashes!

The violent ones sought trouble with these "lords"!

"Go, retreat to the back door. If you can't bear to leave your jewels, just stay here to die." He decisively turned and left.

Your life is the most important when you're alive.

That damned Arturo Desena, will sooner or later die a violent death!

Didn't even know to call me while escaping.

Seeing him run, the little wife still holding the suitcase panicked, gritting her teeth, she dropped the suitcase, spilling dozens of gold rings and thumb-sized jade...

So rich!

"Wait for me!"

Endric got into the bulletproof car, rushing towards the nearby airport under the protection of bodyguards, where a private plane was ready, heading to Guatemala first.

Shortly after he left, a group of gangsters stormed into his villa.

Upon seeing the gold on the floor...

They exchanged glances and immediately began looting.

"Get out of the way, this is mine!"

"I told you to let go, you jerk, my gold!"

The gang members were quite poor, living by extortion and occasional kidnapping, relying on "sponsorship from others." Drug dealing was much faster money!

Seeing the gold, their eyes turned red.

Eventually, it escalated into mutual combat and fights and... gunfights.

Endric sat in the car, looking at his watch, frowning, "Hurry, hurry, step on the gas."

Tut-tut... tut-tut-tut-tut-tut...

Passing by a street, the gunfire grew heavier, they suddenly saw dozens of citizens frantically running out from a corner, with frightened expressions under the car lights, many faces showing despair.

"Don't stop, run through them!"

Endric shouted, grabbing the driver's shoulder forcefully.

The driver gritted his teeth, not slowing down, the Toyota SUV plowed through the crowd, running down over a dozen people, grinding over their bodies.

The car shook slightly...

The ground was full of wailing.

Endric suddenly looked through the rear glass, seeing the unbearable scene on the ground, he swallowed.

"Don't blame me, don't blame me, I have to survive!"

After the convoy drove for 20 minutes, they finally reached his private airport. He had long used his power to acquire personal benefits, these preparations were made to escape quickly when necessary.

Successful drug traffickers always have escape plans.

Once the car stopped, he pushed open the door and ran to the Bombardier Challenger 604, prepared long ago, with his name painted on the aircraft: Endric Vinicius, due to his peculiar preference.

"Take off quickly!"

The plane started sprinting on the runway, ascending quickly. Watching the tall buildings become smaller, Endric sighed in relief, his facial muscles a bit stiff, he told the frightened children and four wives, "Don't worry, once we're in the sky, we're safe."

Bang~

The plane jolted, followed by exclamations.

"Sorry, sir, encountered turbulence," said the crew urgently.

"Damn it!"

Endric Vinicius cursed wildly.

"Mom, what's that?"

Suddenly, the smallest child in his arms pointed out the window.

A few adults looked curiously, and saw in the dark night, within the clouds, appeared a fighter jet?!!

An F-15E "Strike Eagle" fighter jet!

With a gray skull painted on its exterior, adorned with lipstick, exuding a strange allure.

"Shit!"

"Mexican Second Squadron's military plane," a bodyguard exclaimed upon seeing the familiar mark, cursing.

Mainly too familiar.

Notorious.

The face of the dual-seat pilot opposite was clearly visible.

Woo~!

The "Strike Eagle" fighter jet performed a roll, flipping over the Bombardier Challenger 604 and moving to the other side.

"Sir, the other party is demanding we land at the nearest airport," the co-pilot hurriedly ran out, face a bit ugly.

"Ignore them!"

"We finally managed to escape, how could we land, speed up, charge into Guatemalan territory, request assistance from the local government, yes, I have money, ask them to send their air force to help me!"

Endric Vinicius had lost his mind.

Stopped and get arrested?

That beast Victor will make him wish he was dead.

The second squadron fighter pilot on the other side was ordered to seal the airspace over Cancun, and he really caught a big fish, the flashy plane's name left no doubt as to its owner. Once confirmed with the ground control tower, they knew who it was.

Seeing the other party disobeying and speeding away, he reported to the ground.

The order received was: "Shoot it down!"

Weapons system activated!

Target locked!

Fire!

The AIM-7 "Sparrow" missile roared towards the passenger plane.

Endric, watching intently, saw the missile speeding towards them, pupils shrinking, "No!!!!"

Bang!!!!

Boom!!!!

The Bombardier Challenger 604, just about to cross into Belize, exploded over Quintana Roo in Mexico, turning into a fireball hurtling towards the mountain below, the immense shock shattering all glass within 5 kilometers!

Even during the crash, the sound and bright light led many below to witness it.

"What a huge fireball."

Chetumal, Belize.

Ye Zhenli, the globally sought-after, stood on the villa's balcony, watching the falling fireball, his brother couldn't help but speak.

But with a slightly stiff face, "That's a plane, shot down."

"Huh?"

Cousin Ye Jinghua was shocked at his words, "A plane? Shot down? Who's so bold!?"

"Look, that's a fighter jet." Ye Zhenli pointed at the low-approaching F-15E, eyes sinking, "The Southern Government Alliance doesn't have fighter jets, must be the government forces, there're definitely important figures in that plane shot down."

"Get ready, retreat, the Southern Alliance is definitely in trouble, we can't stay here any longer."

Although Belize is also a nation, many ignored it, Ye Zhenli figured hiding in plain sight worked, but with the Southern Alliance collapsing, and Mexico unifying, his business would surely face disruptions.

"Running again, another run and it's the Pacific," Ye Jinghua muttered.

"Then you stay? Wait for them to catch you? Then get dragged to Mexico City for dismemberment? Victor loves doing that."

Ye Zhenli glanced at him, tone unfriendly.

The other party quickly shook his head, grinning awkwardly, "Retreat, damn it, what's gotten into Victor, demanding total extermination, at worst we'd pay taxes, wouldn't it be better to get rich together!"

"But, just where are we heading now?"

Ye Zhenli thought hard, Colombia? No, no, those local powers are too fierce, Pablo is rampant!

The government forces are being crushed.

"Go to Suriname, near Brazil, far from Mexico, we can even set up a presidency there, now it's high walls, vast grain reserves, waiting for the right moment, next door is the largest drug distribution center in South America - Brazil, we can definitely thrive."

Ye Jinghua's face tensed.

Suriname?

Never even heard of it!

But he also knew, Ye Zhenli's decisions couldn't be changed, facts proved that several times his intuition and acute sense of the situation led the brothers to escape death, they initially developed in the mountains, but seeing Mexican Government Forces being ruthless, guerrilla warfare didn't work, he decisively fragmented the operation, some went to the United States, some to Belize, some to Germany...

When necessary, channel sales routes.

Grow bigger and stronger, create brilliance again!

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