From Signing In To Dominate The World

"Chen Shao, look, that's the back mountain."

From south to north, Tang Xiaolong runs through the entire city of Tijuana, driving all the way from the airport into the city and then outside the city.

Chen Liang looked over.

At least on the surface, the execution ground belonging to the street girl was not as horrible as Tang Xiaolong said. On the contrary, the scenery was relatively beautiful.

"You may not be able to see clearly here, but if you go up the mountain to see, you will find foul-smelling rotting debris everywhere."

"The street girls in Tijuana have a tradition. Once they are sure that they will not be able to achieve their performance, they will dress up before dying. The gang firing squad will push them to the back hill, and they will take off their shoes and point their toes Kneeling on a small mat in the direction of home, wearing long white socks, overlooking the city of Tijuana."

"The reason why you have to take off your shoes is because according to the cultural traditions of South America, people without a head can't see the way home. Only when the toe of the shoe is facing home can the soul know how to go home."

"frenzied."

Qin Han uttered four words.

He was not a good person before, and he did not miss the game, but the cruelty of the Mexican gangsters still exceeded his awareness.

"Yes, it's crazy, but this is Mexico."

Tang Xiaolong nodded and said: "When a knife cuts off the heads of the women who are standing on the street, the hungry dog ​​that has been waiting next to them will pounce on them and bite the girls' heads as delicious. Gangsters usually abandon the corpses after execution. It is not buried on the spot, so the mountain looks fertile, but it is actually a mass grave."

With the introduction of Tang Xiaolong, the bloody and dark Mexico gradually revealed a corner.

"The Mexican gangsters seem to like to behead their heads?"

Chen Liang asked.

"Yes, Shao Chen."

Tang Xiaolong explained: "In fact, the criminal law of beheading is already quite civilized in the gang world in Tijuana. Ten years ago, the Mexican police discovered hundreds of people in a place called'chicken coop' in Tijuana. With remains."

"In fact, it can't even be called a remains. To be precise, it is some fragments of human bone, fat, and skin tissue. After investigation, it was found that these dead people were killed by a man named Lopez."

"After some people were killed, the corpses were transported here. Before Lopez worked, he prepared two oil drums, a few pounds of caustic soda, rubber gloves. And a gas mask, and then soaked the whole body in oil filled with caustic soda. Put it in the bucket overnight, and then throw the corpse valley into the valley the next day, unknowingly, it's a match for the corpse powder in the novel."

"Investigators found a total of 16,500 liters of acidic liquid and 200kg of human bones at the location of the attack. It is estimated that a total of 650 victims' bodies were buried. According to Lopez's admission after his arrest, these 650 people were all dissolved by him. He manages both killing and burying. It is more "civilized" than those gangsters who manage street girls. Because of his unique method of destroying corpses, he has a bloody nickname in Tijuana— —Soup man."

After listening to this character's story, even Chen Liang couldn't help but change slightly.

Rao felt that he had been mentally prepared before he came, but it turned out that he still underestimated the horror of this sinful country.

"Do you know what his income is for doing this kind of advanced technical work?"

Tang Xiaolong asked and answered himself.

"About 4000RMB a week."

4000RMB?

In other words, the monthly salary is only 20,000 yuan.

Qin Han found it incredible.

When he was in the most beautiful time in Shacheng, his income was higher than this.

"According to his account, when he was busiest, he processed 36 corpses a month and had to work overtime every day."

"For such a small amount of money, is it worth it?"

Qin Han couldn't help but said, "I am afraid that people who run takeaways in first- and second-tier cities earn more than this."

The atmosphere was rather dull at first, but Chen Liang and Tang Xiaolong both laughed when he said that.

"Yes, but this is Mexico. If the economy is comparable to ours, there won't be groups of people who will continue to sell drugs."

"How is this soup maker now?"

Chen Liang asked.

"Because there is no death penalty in Mexico, he is still in a Mexican prison."

Qin Han was silent upon hearing this.

This kind of inhumanity, heinous perversion, after killing so many people, he still lives in this world unharmed.

This is the so-called humanity?

"In fact, from another perspective, Lopez melted, but also some sinners, they are all Tijuana local gangsters, the rivals of the big boss Teodoro of the Arellano brothers."

"The Arellano brothers ran rampant in Tijuana in the late 1990s, and were later attacked by black and white double-sided flanking, dead, dead, and left, and now they have become a third-rate gang."

"Then who is the most powerful gang organization in Tijuana right now?"

"Seta, now Tijuana, is already the world of Seta."

"I've heard of this seta."

Qin Han said: "I heard that their backbone members are all special forces. They kill people without blinking. They have strong fighting power. They are fighting against all drug cartels in order to grab territory."

"Yes."

Tang Xiaolong nodded.

"The founding team of Seta is indeed more than 30 special forces. They have military literacy that ordinary drug dealers don't have. At the beginning they really beat other drug cartels out of their heads, but they are too sharp and they typically understand military but not politics. Later, they urged other drug cartels. They united and pulled the government to clean up Setta. If it weren’t for this, Setta’s scale would definitely not be limited to Tijuana. Those street girls would be Setta. controlling."

After driving Chen Liang around Tijuana for two laps and getting familiar with the terrain of Tijuana, the car stopped in a small villa.

"Shao Chen, there are some serious businessmen around here, some of them are factory owners and investors from abroad. I think this place is not bad. It is much safer than other places. If Shao Chen is not satisfied, I will find another place to change."

"No, it's already pretty good here."

Rather than a villa, it is better to describe it as a double-storey building, surrounded by a three-meter-high earth wall. An iron gate constitutes all the safety barriers.

Entering inside, there is an artificial pond in the yard. From the visual effect, it is very rough. It looks like an ordinary mason's. Not to mention that it is not as good as the domestic western-style houses, or even some rural houses nowadays.

But in a place like Tijuana, it's enough to have such a house to live in.

"Shao Chen, I have collected information about the local gangs in Mexico. I have collected them all on that computer. You can check them out."

There is a laptop on the coffee table in the living room.

Chen Liang nodded and patted Tang Xiaolong on the shoulder.

"well done."

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