In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 653: Crimson Sea Rage (6)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

Different from the few pictures in the newspaper, the three of Hal who witnessed the massacre with their own eyes were silent in the face of this **** and brutal scene.

There is nothing worth mentioning about the massacre of the drug dealers. They just rushed into the village, shot at all living things, and then threw all the bodies into the sea.

There are no corpses strewn across the field, no blood spattering, only an empty and silent village, and the farm tools for planting are thrown in the middle of the road. Judging from the traces of blood, it should be a farmer who is about to go to work in the field. Shot halfway.

Oliver picked up a tile from the ground with trembling hands, it was covered with blood, and there was a small finger print on it.

His eyes were red, and he turned around to look at the football field that had been drawn on the sand. The tiles used in the football field were shot and killed before they could be dropped.

Arthur picked up the blood-stained football from the ground, he pursed his lips, as if trying to suppress his sadness and anger.

Hal jumped down from the eaves and said in a low tone: "Get out of here first, the reporters are almost here, we can't be photographed.

" "No, we have to find out if there are any survivors, maybe... maybe..." Oliver clenched his fists, he still held on to the last glimmer of hope, but in the end he followed Hal's instructions and started to walk outside the village. Go.

There are no mountains and forests here, so there are almost no bunkers. When the massacre happened, the chance of escaping was not great. Several people knew this, so they had no hope.

However, Hal is flying in the air, and his vision is much better than others. Suddenly, he found that in the nearby poppy field, the leaves of a poppy moved. Moved, then stopped.

Hal slowly flew towards that place, and when he was close to that place, he landed on the ground, and then walked over, when he was peeling off a poppy leaf, a figure slammed towards the place He swung the machete.

Hal instinctively used the green light energy to defend, but when the figure wielding the knife saw the green light all over his body, he began to cry and beg for mercy frantically. Hal heard him say in Spanish: "The devil Devil! God, please help me, please help us..." Oliver and Arthur also rushed over, and Oliver said excitedly: "Survivor! He must be a survivor of this village! Just ask him What's going on..." Hal tried to comfort the man, and when he took his arm away, Hal saw clearly that it was a skinny and dark old man holding a poppy stalk in his hand. Machete.

Hal said to him in Spanish: "Are you from this village? Have you seen who is doing it?" Hearing the Spanish, the old man finally calmed down a little, and he shook his head obediently. Shake your head and say, "No, I didn't see anything, I don't know..." We won't hurt you.

" Hal knelt down and said to him, "We are here to investigate the truth, please tell us who did all of this..." "No, I don't know..." The old man kept repeating, He choked up and said, "You're going to burn my field, drive me out, drive us all out, you've done that years ago..." Hal paused, then asked again, "Yes Who burned your fields? " "Who else?" "The old man suddenly lost control of his emotions, and he cried loudly: "That stupid president! And those congressmen! They knelt down to the Americans and burned what I planted! ""But... the things you plant are harmful, don't you know? Hal said with some puzzlement, he looked around the circle of very tall poppies, and said: "This kind of thing will be made into addictive drugs, and the people who sell these drugs will engage in massacres." , your family and friends may have been killed by them..." But who knows, Hal's words ignited the old man's anger, and he shouted: "Yes! You all say this stuff is poisonous! Don't I know? But only this thing can sell money, only it can sell more money! ""If I grow food, no one will buy it, they will only collect these things, I have to sell these things, so as not to starve to death!" "But... why is that?" Hal was very puzzled, he said: "Isn't the Mexican government vigorously prohibiting drugs?" Haven't they launched the war on drugs only a few years ago? "What a **** war on drugs!" "The old man said: "They burned the plantation, burned my field, the purpose is to make room for those foreign companies, and sell the land to those **** old American factories!" "Someone pointed a gun at me and told me to grow these flowers and said they would buy them with money, so I planted them, but the government said they were going to ban drugs, so they burned them and kicked me out of my Tian Di, drove me here..." "But those lunatics from Guadalajara, they said that we succumbed to the government, that we colluded with government agents and killed their people, and they wanted revenge, so they wanted to Kill us all..." "Where else can I go? God... where else could I go? "The sound of crying drifted away with the evening wind, and the red poppies swayed like sea waves. Sin and blood flowed in this ancient land and never stopped, but hearing the sorrow growing from the flowers of sin Ming, everyone will think about a question, why is this? When he walked out of the field, Oliver saw the sun rising on the horizon. He stood beside the field ridge and said with a sigh: "Why is this? ... Who is wrong? ’ ‘The Mexican government? But they want to ban drugs, these farmers? But they're just trying to survive, and even fail, us? But we just want to help them..." "If we kill all the drug dealers, can we stop this? "Oliver asked a question that Hal couldn't answer, but he knew in his heart that the answer to this question was no.

If someone buys, someone will sell it, and as long as someone wants to sell it, they will find someone to grow it, and as long as there is someone to grow it, someone will sell it, and someone will buy it. Solution dead end.

Oliver sat down beside the field ridge, and he began to think deeply, how can he solve this deadlock? Kill all the drug dealers, overthrow the existing government, and save all the farmers, any one of these three points alone will not work, it will only make things worse, all three must be done at the same time, and even must be completely perfect Only by doing so can there be a possibility of breaking the game.

But Oliver was very confused. He didn't know what to do. He felt that this was completely a fantasy. How could someone do these three things perfectly at the same time? Even if Hal had that kind of power, he couldn't do it.

In other words, power is not important, nor is sheer willpower, but something missing is the key.

On the way to the south, the three of them became a lot more silent. They were all thinking about this question, but there was no answer until the fishing boat slowly approached Sinaloa. Started a real journey of chasing the murderer.

It's not going well, because every local here is an accomplice of drug dealers. They are very vicious and strict-mouthed, and it is even more difficult to get any information.

The difficulty is not to defeat them, but to find the location of the leader Gallardo from this intricate relationship. When he realized that someone might be targeting him, the cunning Gallardo disappeared instantly.

Relying on Hal's green light ability, Arthur's ability to communicate with fish, and Oliver's tactics and wisdom, they chased all the way to Guadalajara, and finally found it in a very hidden cellar. the culprit.

Compared to these few superheroes with unique skills, it can be said that an ordinary person can do this, which can be said to have achieved remarkable results.

Hal and the others mainly suffered from the lack of familiarity with the place, coupled with the fact that they did not understand the organizational structure of drug dealers, and lacked intelligence, so they took so much effort to arrest an ordinary person.

However, this was just the beginning. Gallardo, who was captured by them, didn't think he was wrong at all. In the dark cellar, English with a Spanish accent echoed in the room. And plausible.

"I was born here, and Guadalajara is my hometown. When I was born, drugs were rampant here. Running errands for others is my daily life.

""My family is very poor, I want to make money, I just bought a commodity that can be found everywhere, and then sold it to others, what's wrong with that? "I made some money and wanted to make more. Someone came to me and said that he also wanted to make money and we could work together, so I agreed."

" "Later I found out, that man is the deputy mayor of Guadalajara, he has two lovers, and three illegitimate children, he has to support them, so he needs money, as long as I can give him money , he can protect me.

""It's very important. In this kind of place, being alive is more important than anything else.

" Gallardo sat on the chair without any fear at all. He just said in a very ordinary tone: "I want to live, and those who don't want me to live must die.

" "I rented a boat to do business, and it didn't go well at first, but later, not only the deputy mayor, but also the mayor and governor were optimistic about me, and I distributed the money I earned to them, and they let me do business.

" "But, old Americans... oh, that's you, you **** greedy Americans, you don't want me to make money, you gangsters colluding with Congress, what kind of anti-drug war, let me lose A lot of money, you are all damned! " "Do you know what you're talking about?" ! Arthur, who was the simplest, was the most angry. He said, "Do you know how many people have been killed by your business?" ! "" Then do you know how many people have been killed by you in the United States? Gallardo raised his head and said disdainfully, "You not only killed us, but also your own people. I can still hear the screams of those secret agents before they died."

""You..." Arthur had nothing to say, he said: "You inhuman villain! How can you..." Gallardo looked at Arthur and said: "It seems that you should also be a person who lives at sea all year round. You have a good size. If you were to **** with me, you would be in your early years.

" Gallardo changed his posture, leaned on the chair and said, "You don't really think you are just, do you? You, yes, it's you, this big guy, answer me, why does the United States let the Mexican government engage in the anti-drug war? "Of course it is to prevent you from killing innocent people indiscriminately."

" Oliver replied.

"I didn't ask you, but you didn't answer correctly either.

" Gallardo rubbed the corner of his mouth and said: "The United States is to suppress the local industry in Mexico so that your company can enter.

" "You burned the plantations, drove the farmers off their land, sank our ships, and wiped out all armed resistance, just to make the Mexicans kneel down and work in your factories live.

""When every company here is run by Americans, you can lower your wages at will, hire us at a low price, then sell your products at a high price, and use the money you earn to go to other countries to do the same , open more companies, recruit more people at low prices, this is how you occupy the world.

""I'll kill every old American I see.

" Gallardo stretched out a finger and said: "You deserve this, and you should think of this when you invade our country.

" Oliver opened his mouth~IndoMTL.com~ What Gallardo said about the Americans' way of occupying the world made a certain string in his mind move, but there was a feeling that something was missing more intense.

"And..." Gallardo added: "It's not just the mayors and governors of Mexico who make money from my business, those big American bosses with nostrils on their heads also get money from me. Take the money.

" "How do you think my goods are sold from the West Coast to all over the United States? Can the mexicans alone do it? I want to tell you that native Americans are better at this than us.

""Those big companies and big groups sell us trade routes and cargo ships, help us get through customs, local gangsters help us dump goods, local government officials help us deal with legal issues, my business can be done Well done, thanks to them.

" "Even the CIA is our partner. They turned a blind eye on the flight route, and occasionally cooperated with us to kill those Cubans. During the war on drugs, if they hadn't given me information , my loss will be even greater.

" Hal narrowed his eyes and said: "In the United States, there are people who cooperate with you, who are they? "Don't put on that disbelieving look."

" Gallardo shook his head and said, "Most of the coastal cities have cooperated with me.

""In Seaside City, there is a 'Frenchman' working with me. I heard that he is the biggest ship owner there. In Gotham City, the Spencer family is also my good partner. Oh, yes, How could I forget my old buddies, the Quinn family? We have cooperated for more than ten years...""What did you say? ! Oliver's eyes widened. Gallardo's English has a strong Spanish accent, so Oliver couldn't hear it very clearly. He asked again: "Say, who has been working with you for more than ten years?" ? ? "The Quinn family, Qui-en-" Oliver froze in place, as if struck by lightning.