After solving the problem of the people sent by Yimamu to monitor, this building will definitely not be able to continue living.

Chen Liang and his friends quickly changed their living address, and it was the place where Cobra helped find it.

It has to be admitted that these mercenaries are indeed powerful and such a large amount of employment fee is not wasted.

Chen Liang is quite satisfied with his new residence.

This is a private building independent of Sinaloa and Seta. Although it is not as luxurious as the previous "villa" and can even be called dirty and dilapidated, it is much better than the previous building in terms of privacy and security. Even if Seta covers the sky in Tijuana, it will probably be difficult to find out here for a while.

"Miss Annabel, thank you for your hard work this time."

Mercenaries are also human beings, and they are inseparable from food, clothing, housing and transportation. Given the chaotic situation in Mexico, in order to better protect the personal safety of their employers, Cobra lives next to Chen Liang.

As an employer, Chen Liang was polite enough from beginning to end, but Annabelle's attitude has always seemed relatively cold.

"It is our job to take money and eliminate disasters for others."

Chen Liang didn't care and sighed: "The danger in Mexico is much higher than I thought. If you hadn't arrived in time this time, you really wouldn't know you should get out of trouble."

At this time, it was not only Chen Liang and Annabelle, but also King Kong, who had fought with Chen Liang and the jackal who kidnapped Melissa, who was also present. The four of them stood in the narrow corridor of the Tijuana slum, and the combination was weird and seemed harmonious.

Although their faces are very recognizable, because the residents of this place are mixed and do everything, the few people are not eye-catching.

"At your age, when you are, there are probably few people in the world who can compare with you. Why do you need to wading into such muddy waters?"

Obviously.

Annabell also felt that Chen Liang took risks personally, with the purpose of making the huge profits contained in drug connections.

Chen Liang didn't explain, but just asked: "Didn't you cobras involve this business?"

"No."

Annabell's response was very direct, and then it seemed to remind him.

"The chaos in Mexico is not that simple, not everyone can get a share of the pie."

"oh?"

Chen Liang raised his eyebrows.

"Why do you say that?"

Although his attitude is not enthusiastic, Annabelle at least has good professional ethics and basically has questions and answers to his employer.

"Now dominating Mexico, perhaps the black forces that once dominated Mexico, are supported by the government behind it. If an outsider wants to come here to disrupt the situation, the outcome will definitely be very miserable."

"government?"

Chen Liang asked very purely: "Drugs are the source of all evil. Will the government support drug dealers?"

"There is a saying circulating in Mexico."

The jackal's mouth is unfair.

"No matter how terrible the drugs are, they are not as poor as poverty. No matter how bad the drug dealers are, they cannot be as dark as the government."

Chen Liang smiled.

"Most of Mexico's largest drug lords have had experience as a police officer. For example, Galado in the last century was the most powerful drug lord in Mexico in the last century, and it can also be said to be the founder of Mexico's current drug world pattern."

"Garado? Mexico's biggest drug lord, isn't the dwarf Guzman?"

The jackal smiled at the sun, revealing contempt.

"Compared with Galado, Guzman is just a lucky junior."

"Galado can be regarded as the godfather of the Mexican drug paradise. He signed an agreement with the drug dealer organization in his jurisdiction under his jurisdiction as a police investigation at the time, requiring them to pay protection fees regularly to continue their business safely. Then he used the money paid by the drug dealer to bribe officials. This was his first and ruined the national atmosphere."

"Later, his business grew bigger and bigger, and the Mexican police alerted him. They launched a secret investigation against him and were accused of drug smuggling. As a result, they were protected by the governor at the time and were only given the punishment of expelling him from the police. After losing his job, this guy turned around and actually became the governor's bodyguard."

Chen Liang laughed in silence.

This is not the first time he has heard similar stories.

"Officials and bandits colluded with each other, exchanged interests, and leveraged the governor's power and connections. He built a huge drug network in that state, and built two powerful departments, the Mexican Federal Security Command, and the American CIA."

“cia?”

Chen Liang's eyes showed surprise.

Perhaps not as famous as FBI, but he knew that Cia is the largest intelligence agency in the United States, responsible for espionage and counter-espionage, and also organized and planned assassinations.

“Is it worth the surprise?”

Annabell looked at him.

"As a neighboring country, Mexico has gradually developed to its present appearance, and the great American empire has made an indelible contribution."

Chen Liang's eyes flashed, and he felt that the other party's tone was a bit abnormal.

But this abnormality lasted for a short time.

King Kong took the call.

"Cia has participated in drug cultivation and trading around the world and earned profits from it. The rise of Galado is indispensable to their support. Of course, drug trafficking is just one of the channels for Ciia to make money."

"In the 1980s, in order to subvert the Nicaraguan regime, the director of Cia sold arms to Yilang, making money to support the anti-government forces. For military expenditure, he also produced cocaine in Central and South America, and then used his privileges to transport cocaine back to the United States and sold it to the Los Angeles drug lord. This led to a large-scale flood of cocaine that was originally just a noble movement and the poor could not absorb."

"In a few years, CIA sold a total of several tons of cocaine to Los Angeles drug lords, and the source of the increasing serious drug problem in Los Angeles is here."

Chen Liang was amazed when he heard this.

He thought that Mexico's political system was corrupt enough, but he didn't expect that America would not give in too much.

"So, Mexico has come to this day, is it that Cia is fueling the fire?"

"There can't be all responsibilities to outsiders. There are so many countries that CIA wants to subvert, why are some of them not successful? If you want to blame, you can only blame this country for being self-degenerate."

The Jackal said coldly: "With the joint cooperation between the government and CIA, Galado rose rapidly in a short period of time, integrating drug trafficking channels in Mexico, and then hooked up with Pablo, the world's largest drug lord at that time."

Chen Liang naturally heard about Pablo's name.

This guy is known as the most arrogant drug lord in history. At his most glorious time, he was said to have a private army of 40,000 people, and sent people to round and kill his judge's wife, armed attack on the Colombian Ministry of Justice, and successfully assassinated the Colombian prosecutor. It can be said that he is the underground emperor of Colombia.

However, in the end, it caused a big splash in the United States and directly dispatched 50 F-16 fighter jets to razed his base to the ground.
Chapter completed!