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Working as a police officer in Mexico

Four deadly choices in life: Being a cop in Mexico! Absolute justice here means getting shot, BIUBIUBIU. The protagonist finds himself in the body of a jail guard and discovers that his eyes can see a person's Crime Value! Only by outgunning the criminals can he uphold justice! This prison is called "Plateau Prison", the highest security level in Mexico. At this time, there is a man locked up inside. His name is Gallardo, nicknamed Godfather, one of the founders of the Guadalajara Cartel. If you want to survive, either leave this damned country, or climb your way to the top. Mexico can be bright!

I snore when I sleep · Urban
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345 Chs

Chapter 127: The Beast We Supported... Is Out of Control!

The secretary, listening to the subdued sobs inside the office, felt a bit distressed herself and took out a cigarette to light for herself. Just after a couple of drags, a thick voice sounded from behind her.

"Is Mr. Carlos in?" Ajit asked.

The secretary quickly turned around and saw a man in his forties standing behind her, with unkempt hair, a very thin physique, and sharp, penetrating eyes that seemed capable of scrutinizing the soul of another.

"Mr. Quintero." The secretary called out in a hurry.

This was none other than Rafael Caro Quintero, one of the three leaders of the Guadalajara Cartel, nicknamed "Doctor."

A cultivation expert and a farmer by origin, he was born in a village of Sinaloa State in 1952, known as the "Cradle of Drug Lords."

Quintero liked to show off; he was fond of displaying wealth and exotic animals. He specifically raised 17 hippos in his private zoo, but after the "Camarena" incident, he fled, and those hippos were left unattended.