area51novel #727 - Chapter 727: Go back on your word, arrest and repatriate? Pay back the money, then line up an
#727 - Chapter 727: Go back on your word, arrest and repatriate? Pay back the money, then line up an
Guzman was both afraid and angry.
Initially, Lawrence personally contacted him, inviting him to immigrate to North America.
He was a distinguished guest!
How could he be treated like a terrorist?
"Mr. Guzman."
The CTU elite leading the group smiled and said, "You are indeed not a North American terrorist."
Hearing this, Guzman breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it must be a misunderstanding.
"But, you are a Mexican terrorist!" The other party's tone changed.
"You…"
"Take him down!"
Gun muzzle locked on Guzman: "I am ordered to arrest you and repatriate you to Mexico—dare to resist, and you will be shot dead!"
Guzman was completely dumbfounded.
Arrest?
Repatriation?
Once he returned to Mexico, he wouldn't even know how he died!
After all, Mexico had changed; the Chilean army had already landed. The drug lords, who used to surpass the government army, were utterly vulnerable in the face of the Chilean government army, which was actually an army of black-haired, yellow-skinned people!
What Guzman didn't know was that he was just one of them.
Drug lords and gang bosses from different countries, who always made money, had all been invited by North America to immigrate.
Now, they were all being arrested by North America!
Breaking faith with people?
Going back on their word?
Compared to North America's national security, the higher-ups couldn't care less!
North America acted quickly.
They completed all the arrests that day.
Also on the same day, these people were repatriated.
North America didn't even dare to freeze the huge amount of money these people brought; all the funds were returned to their original accounts.
…
Mexico City's capital airport.
President Vicente personally led his high-ranking officials to the airport.
Unfortunately!
As president, he could only stand behind; standing in front were…
Two men and one woman.
In the center was a man in his fifties.
It was Gusta.
Months ago, he was hunted by the authorities, but now he had returned to Chile in a grand manner.
Didn't the authorities want to arrest him?
Yes!
But they didn't dare!
When he fled, he only had a few confidants by his side, but now that he had returned to Chile, he brought back… the most advanced fleet in the world!
Besides the fleet, there were also lithography machine agency rights, chip production lines, etc.
The strongest military in his left hand.
Top technology in his right hand.
What was the result?
In the presidential election in the first half of the year, he easily won the crown, without any military intimidation.
Only because of one sentence: I will use the strongest technology to lead Chile to economic prosperity, so that every Chilean citizen's life will be much better than it is now.
As president, he didn't need to come in person.
But today was different.
The drug traffickers who had immigrated to North America were being repatriated.
He came to Mexico in person!
For no other reason.
Because he knew very well that Chile's army was nominally on the side of him, the president, but in reality…
He had no control over the army!
In the beginning, the fleet obeyed Myanmar.
Later, with the appearance of Ding Xiang, the fleet completely obeyed her.
At this moment, the two people standing beside him were Ding Xiang and Sun Yue.
…
The plane landed.
The cabin door opened.
CIA and CTU armed personnel escorted the newly arrested illegal immigrants out of the cabin.
As soon as they were escorted off the plane, they were pressed to the ground and forced to kneel.
"El?"
Ding Xiang walked straight to the first person.
El Gringo.
The leader of the Colombian opposition armed forces, and also the country's largest drug lord.
Of course, he was also one of the many bookmakers in Colombia during the World Cup betting period.
"45.93 billion," Ding Xiang said coldly.
The Spanish translator repeated her words.
"I'll give it… I'll pay the full amount!" El shouted in horror.
"Immediately!"
"Yes…"
The money taken to North America had been returned to its original route.
A laptop connected to a satellite was handed over.
Log in!
Transfer!
In theory, a huge transfer could not be completed immediately.
However…
His original account was in Colombia.
The country had received a warning from the Chilean military that it must cooperate unconditionally.
Ten minutes later, the money was transferred out and entered the designated account.
"I can pay interest… pay compensation…" El said, still in shock.
He didn't think it would be over just by paying the money.
"Heh!" Ding Xiang sneered.
Crack!
The next moment.
She had a gun in her hand.
After a harsh gunshot, El's forehead was pierced, and he died on the spot.
Ding Xiang sneered and walked to the next person.
"Just kill me… I won't give it!" the second person screamed.
Originally, everyone was planning to pay, but when they saw El being executed, they realized that even if they paid, they would not survive.
So, they wouldn't give a penny, anyway, they were going to die!
"Is that so?"
Bang!
Ding Xiang shot him in the head without hesitation.
She said a few words to the translator, and the translator shouted loudly: "This guy is from Mexico, freeze all his assets, his family…"
Not giving it?
Let the bank in your country force the transfer.
Then the whole family will suffer!
Just as Chen Hao said to Ding Xiang: I can't lose a single penny of my money!
The third one learned to behave from the start; either pay as much as you should, pay the money and be shot dead by Ding Xiang on the spot, or not only have all your wealth taken away, but your family will also suffer—there was no choice!
Guzman saw that it was almost his turn.
"Gusta… Gusta, it's me!"
Suddenly!
He looked at Chilean President Gusta: "Don't you remember? It's me! Guzman!"
"A few years ago, when you came to Mexico, we already met!"
He was Mexico's biggest drug lord.
Gusta used to be Chile's biggest gang leader.
It was normal for the two to have interacted.
In an instant.
Ding Xiang stared at Gusta.
She didn't care about the other party's past, but if he dared to intercede for Guzman, dared to affect the marshal's business… the president could be replaced!
Gusta was stunned.
On the other side, Guzman raised his voice and shouted anxiously, "When you came to Mexico, I even treated you to dinner—don't you remember?"
Gusta noticed Ding Xiang's gaze.
In fact.
Even if Ding Xiang wasn't there, he would never admit that he knew Guzman before.
This bastard!
I am now the President of Chile, how dare you say you know me?
What are you?
A big drug lord!
How could a president know a drug lord?
Gusta was furious, rushed forward, and took out a gun.
Bang!
One shot to the head.
His hostility was extremely strong: "Damn drug lord! How could I know you? How is it possible!"
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Guzman had obviously been shot in the head, but Gusta still didn't stop.
He emptied the magazine in one breath!
…
Many people immigrated to North America.
A single transfer only took a few minutes, but it took more than two hours to finally transfer all the accounts.
"Clean up the bodies."
Ding Xiang glanced at the Mexican president.
"Okay…"
Vicente lowered his eyebrows, as if the other party was his ancestor.
No way!
Mexico was under Chile's control, and this little oriental girl in front of him seemed… even the Chilean president treated her very politely.
After finishing her instructions, Ding Xiang walked to a distance and took out her satellite phone.
"Marshal."
She lowered her voice: "North America has repatriated all personnel, and all the compensation has been credited to the account. Please check."
On the other end of the phone.
Chen Hao showed a cold smile.
North America's pretext of free immigration seemed reasonable?
Then…
As long as Mexico agrees, as long as Britain and France agree, stationing troops to encircle North America… wouldn't that also be reasonable?
North America wanted to cause trouble for China?
Then it had to see its strength clearly!