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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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287 Chs

Chapter 154: The Medellin Cartel!_3

Pablo finally smiled when he heard these words. His stress wasn't as minimal as he made it appear; if the Americans hadn't been distracted by external pressures, reportedly trouble in the Middle East, he probably would have faced a far greater onslaught.

He needed allies!

As for whether this North American Drug Trafficking Association would upset the United States?

Damn, when had drug syndicates ever made the United States happy?

The CIA didn't even have shares in the Medellin Cartel, so what were they to say?

"If possible, I'd like to get in touch with the Cali Cartel," Aguilar said, glancing at him.

Pablo squinted; he despised hearing the name of this rival, but he knew he needed more friends on this path.

Also, the Cali Cartel had a nickname: "Latin KGB." Even the CIA had to admire their intelligence work.