"Cheers, toast freedom!" Lawrence raised his glass and said to the crowd at the table. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Guzmán sat on the upper seat, and all the people sitting next to him were the backbone of the nearby Sinaloa Group's drug production base, and there were more than a dozen people at the entire dinner table.

And these people are not yet members of this northern mountain drug camp.

Everyone raised the wine glasses in their hands and chanted Guzman's name, and in that scene, more than a dozen people forcibly created an atmosphere of more than a hundred people.

Guzmán smiled and stood up, waving his hand to signal that everyone could put down their glasses.

"Today, I, Guzmán, are back in Sinaloa, all the members must cheer up, our industrial chain cannot be relaxed at all, do you understand!"

"Understood!" Everyone shouted in unison, for them, Guzmán has a far higher place in their hearts than the president of Mexico.

Guzmán looked at the drug leaders from all over the world sitting in this tent, and he was satisfied, this is the drug empire he has built single-handedly, a drug empire that has footprints all over the world.

However, the biggest headache for Guzmán is that his drug business in China and North Korea has not developed, which has even become a heart disease for him.

Guzmán successfully escaped from the prison with the help of Lawrence, and then because the prison was very close to the northern mountains, it was easier to avoid tracking after entering the mountains, so Lawrence took Guzmán to this camp in the mountains.

Guzmán himself has no requirements for his environment, and Guzmán, who grew up in a difficult environment, never cares about the living environment around him.

This is one of the reasons why Guzmán was able to wait a year and a half in prison before escaping.

Guzmán looked at the various delicacies on the table in front of him, and couldn't help but start to miss life in prison, when he was in prison, he ate no worse than the outside, and even slightly better than the outside.

But freedom is definitely more important than anything else.

"My son, is this camp still in production?" Guzmán held his glass, not at all intending to move the food in front of him.

Florence looked at Guzman and said, "Don't worry, father, this camp is still operating normally, and we will not affect normal drug production." ”

Guzmán nodded, didn't say anything, just took a sip of the red wine in his glass.

However, at this time, a person sitting next to him suddenly remembered something and said to Lawrence: "Lawrence, the security facilities in this camp are not enough at all, will something go wrong?" ”

Florence smiled ghostly and said, "Don't worry, I brought twenty-three people, all of them into the perimeter guards, I asked them to report the situation every five minutes, and now this camp is impregnable." ”

Guzman looked at his godson, this godson really did not let himself down, he pursued perfection in everything he did at all times, and would never leave any flaws for his opponent, whether it was at the negotiating table or in the face of the anti-narcotics police.

In comparison, Guzmán's two own sons are a little worse, those two sons will only show off their wealth and indulge in fun all day long, and they can't afford to be in charge at all, so Guzmán once thought that once something happened to him, let Lawrence take over his Sinaloa group and become the new drug lord of Mexico.

At this moment, a strange scream came from not far from the camp outside the tent.

"Whew-"

The voice, which sounded like a very ferocious primate being enraged, sounded a little oozing.

What's going on?

The heads of the drug factories below were the first to react, and they stood up and looked out.

Lawrence's expression was also a little panicked, but when he saw his father sitting there calmly, he also forced his mind to calm down, and said to them: "Don't panic, there are nearly thirty people around us. ”

After saying that, Lawrence got up and went out, and those who were slightly panicked also sat down under the influence of Guzman's calm aura, although they were a little panicked in their hearts, they still forcibly suppressed the panic and sat there.

You know, all of you are people who are on the US Drug Enforcement Administration's wanted list, and if they didn't have that experience, they wouldn't be qualified to sit down and eat with Guzmán.

After a while, Lawrence walked in with a serious expression and whispered in Guzmán's ear: "Father, we have lost contact with the two patrol teams, father, for the sake of safety, I will escort you out of here first." ”

At this moment, the strange scream from before sounded again, making everyone present shudder, because they could clearly hear that this strange scream was getting closer and closer to their side!

Guzmán looked at Florence, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Good. ”

After that, Guzmán stood up and said to the leader of the drug production who was still sitting at the table: "Brothers, I still have to go to see two old friends, you can eat here with peace of mind, the precautions in our drug camp are absolutely enough to protect you!" ”

With that, Guzmán stood up and left the camp after Lawrence.

However, the rest of the leaders of these drug factories are not stupid, these voices outside must have something unexpected happening, and seeing the expression on Lawrence's face when he came in just now, they can vaguely guess something.

The reason why Guzmán let them stay here was to reserve enough time for him to escape, so that the leaders of the various drug factories could block the guns for him.

Of course, this is not the first time Guzmán has done this.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, the voice appeared in their camp, and the leaders of the drug factories who were still sitting in the tent at this time could not calm down.

At this time, the leader of this drug-making camp in the northern mountains can't be calm, his name is Ivan, and he is the boss of the drug-making camp in the mountains where they are now.

Ivan was born as a farmer, started as a small drug-making workshop, and at the beginning he only ran a small drug-making workshop, growing opium poppies by himself, and then researching and making drugs on his own, and gradually made a fortune.

When Ivan met Guzmán, he was just a minor leader of the drug cartel under Gallardo.

However, Ivan and Guzman are both farmers and act relatively low-key, so others don't know about Ivan's past experience with Guzmán.

After Ivan heard this ghost scream, his heart trembled, and something vaguely appeared in his mind, but this thing seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and Ivan couldn't see it clearly.

However, when the voice sounded again, Ivan finally saw the true face of that thing!

"Ghost monkey!"