Morelia City.

"Did you encounter an attack? Who is the other party? Save yourself first...hey, hey!"

Pofilio listened to his subordinates roaring at the phone, and his face became serious and serious.

"Madman? What kind of madman? You guys make it clear!"

"Hey? Hey!"

"All were killed?"

"It should be that everyone... was killed." The gunshots in the phone had stopped, and the victims' family and brothers left no useful information.

The gangs in Mitchell have not started a war for a long time. In recent years, the territory of each gang has been fixed. Without sufficient opportunities, no one can break the rules and take the lead.

So which gang family dares to take such a risk to break the rules?

Is it Nazaryo's Knights Templar? Or the Decaying Dzetas?

The former is an old opponent under the guise of gospel religion, while the latter is too old to be declining.

Or is it an outside gangster?

Just as Pofirio was thinking about the mastermind behind the scenes, another sound came from the phone placed on the hands-free button.

"Hey, is anyone?"

The subordinate stared at his eyes, as if he could use his angry beast expression to scare the other party through his cell phone: "Who are you?! You dare to attack our Gitans family!"

"The Gitans family, it's really you." The other end of the phone was an old voice, gentle and powerful.

"You are about to be judged, and under the guidance of the Father Lord, your life will become death!"

After saying that, the communication was immediately hung up, and the words were full of confusion.

Pofilio looked strange. He felt that he could be regarded as a gospel believer, and he was also the kind who had built many churches very pious, but he would never suddenly pull out the Father when he was talking to others.

Do you really think you live on the theater stage?

However, this special way of speaking is very similar to the drug lords entrenched in Mitchken and several surrounding states...

Knights Templar!

Although the name is a little bit two, it is itself one of the top major forces in the western part of Mexilica.

Since he became famous more than ten years ago, he has quickly established his position by means that he can be called cruel among drug dealers, and his subordinates have been infected with many lives.

What's even more strange about the Knights Templar is the internal management full of secondary and religious atmosphere. It does not define the relationship with the patriarchy, but manages it like a diocese. However, Pofilio believes that the Holy See will never enthrone the Bishop of even half of the region.

"Let everyone be prepared, he wants to fight, then fight." Pofirio snorted coldly, "Go to contact the headquarters of the Templars and ask if their people are jumping into the war..."

Pofilio is clear-headed and does not lose his ability to judge because of other people's provocations. If an awkward incident occurs, others will get a bargain.

With a command, the war mobilization began immediately in the city of Morelia.

The dilapidated slums are out of sight. The women standing on the street are still wearing cleaner clothes, but they can tell from their expression that many people are infected with things they shouldn't have. Young men do hard work that one day doesn't happen, and those who are brave can also call their friends to go to the street to do money and trade quickly.

Children who should have studied in school at this age are also doing nothing in the slums.

“Quick, fast.”

"Come and I'll give you two small bags after I finish it."

"Lags, all the lazy guys have gotten up and gone to the Gitans family!"

"Where is my weapon?"

"Two bags? I'm going too. If you want to give me three bags, I'll push them in front."

There are huge numbers of poor people living in Mexilica's amazing slums. The idle young poor people have become "hostages" of Shan Simiao. In order to get pleasure, they have to obey the orders of the bandit leaders. Therefore, even though there are only a few hundred people, the bandits can instantly summon a large number of "armymen" in the city.

Even though these recruits were vulnerable, had not received any training, and were even holding small daggers, they could not withstand the number of them.

Moreover, if we fight against the poor, we should also be very concerned about the Mexilica government.

There may be an amateur killer lurking in every slum building, or a big deal involving millions of dollars, and the police have to think about it again and again when entering the slums.

Slums are a breeding ground for sin in Latin America. As long as the slums are not eliminated for a day, chaos will arise all the time.

The teenager walked through the slums with weapons, knocking on the walls with weapons, calling on his companions to kill the "front line".

When the awakened friends heard that there was business to do, they all raised their minds and followed them to the front line with weapons.

Pofirio, they knew that one of the big drug lords in the city was also the parents of many people. When they grew up, they might also work under Pofirio.

It is not a secret that Pofilio's residence is in Morelia. Their drug lords are open and open.

If you say you kill, you will kill whoever you say. Even if you kill this wrongly this time, you will definitely not kill the wrong next time. There is no need to hide yourself in small matters like residence.

"Boss, it's not done by the Knights Templar."

Pofirio stood on the top floor of the villa and watched the young men who came for pleasure gather around the villa.

In just a short time, the number of people reached thousands, densely packed together, surrounding Villa Pofirio into the Somalia War Zone.

With such a huge number of personnel being transferred, Morelia's police found that the situation was wrong even if they were in the decoration. They flew around the police, police, and gangsters. The police didn't even need to ask their informants in the drug lord, just go and ask the drug lord.

Mexilica police and drug lords are both one side and take care of each other.

But after calling, even the police in Morelia City were confused and had no idea which side was going to war with and who was going to attack Pofirio?

Even Pofirio couldn't tell who they were defending against, a confusing all-out war.

"Watch the changes."

The police in Morelia City are also very terrible. Since both of them are not good guys, they want to start a war, why should their police intervene?

I wish they could shoot the dog's brain, and the police would collect the body in the end. Of course, I should pay attention to not let the combat area expand too much, which would affect too many ordinary people.

Several agricultural tool vehicles were driving in Morelia City, which seemed to be strolling in the countryside. Morelia's police responded too slowly and waited until the vehicle passed before barely pulling the blockade.

"Is that car weird just now?"

The police vehicle passed by the agricultural vehicle, and the policeman sitting in the passenger seat kept watching the convoy away from the rearview mirror.

"What's wrong? Did you see the gun?"

"This is not... Forget it, maybe I've read it wrong." He took off his police cap and scratched his head. He didn't know how to explain the scene just now.
Chapter completed!