Mexico was cultivated by Victor as soon as he entered Tijuana in 1990.
After all, gender has never been a barrier to excellence!
At this moment on the muddy ground…
A mess, burning cars, charred corpses, and blasted craters all constantly tell a fact:
Little punk, what do you have to fight with me?
About forty minutes later, the military police drove over with a bulldozer, scooping up the corpses along with the mud.
Tsk tsk tsk…
It's really too tragic.
Meanwhile, the Salvador Military Police Headquarters drove the destroyed cars around the capital city, flaunting their power.
They even used loudspeakers to shout: Surrender and be spared, resist and be executed!
The civilians and gang members hidden among them, seeing the wrecked car remains and the bloodstains and scraps of flesh dangling from them, turned pale with fright.
Edgar Santos Castro, the leader of Barrio 18, quickly got the news.
His face looked extremely grim.
Like he'd just lost a father.
