When the young people of a country see that their country has been lost, that they have ceded land and paid reparations, and that they understand the truth that if they are backward, they will be beaten, and they will often seek various ways to make their country strong.

For example, learn from advanced countries.

Even if the country beats them.

The same was true of Sergio Romero as a young man.

As a member of the group who returned from studying in the United States, he was both a Porfiglio faction of former President Diaz and a well-educated "Scientology" who advocated reform.

But now, he's more concerned about whether he can win Juarez.

Sergio believes that this is a test for Diaz for their people.

If we can't even get a small border city, what can we talk about subverting the stubborn forces in the country and making the motherland prosperous and strong?

Sergio stood at the gate of the camp, pipe in hand, looking at Chen Jianqiu's departing back.

This Chinese boss surnamed Chen.

He conducted an in-depth investigation.

has money and strength, but the foundation is not deep, and it only took this year to get up, and he is still a Chinese, and he does not belong to the kind of person he can't afford to mess with.

He was promised some lucrative conditions, pulled him into the gang, and recruited troops under his patronage.

As for whether these conditions can fall in the end, it depends on your mood and the performance of Boss Chen.

Wait for yourself to be in power.

If this Boss Chen is obedient and knowledgeable, then he can get a piece of the pie; But if he is too ambitious, it is not impossible to find a new partner on his own.

To attract investment, as long as the conditions are sufficient, there are American businessmen who are willing to come.

Thinking of this, Sergio took another hard puff of his pipe.

"Sir! Sir! Something happened! ”

A soldier came running at a trot, panting and reporting to Sergio.

"Cathedral, dead people in the cathedral!"

"Isn't it a normal thing to be dead? What's all the fuss? ”

Sergio was somewhat unimpressed.

As he said, as a border city in Juarez, various forces are intricate, and lynchings and so on are even more common.

Dead individuals? It's normal for a certain family to be wiped out.

"It's Thiago who is dead." The soldier gasped and said, "He accompanied Gutiérrez's daughter Ariana to the cathedral this morning, and was killed in the confessional room. ”

Sergio frowned.

Only a few people know about the fact that the boss of the crocodile gang has secretly defected to himself.

He had always felt that this person had a little ability.

But first, the way is too wild, and secondly, it is easy to get carried away, and the seller seeks glory, which is not very reliable.

So, he has been thinking about how to control this person.

But this man died like that.

Could it be that Gutierrez, the old fox, found some clues? Sent someone in advance?

"Did Gutierrez's people go first?" Sergio asked.

"It was about his daughter, so his people went over at that time and cordoned off the scene." The soldier replied.

Sergio's face became even more gloomy, and he returned to the house, removing his straw hat from the shelf and putting it on his head.

"Call Pedro and let's go take a look."

Not long after, a cavalry detachment set out from the camp of the village cavalry patrol.

Sergio rode a tall horse at the head of the group, followed by his right-hand man, Pedro, the vice-captain of the cavalry.

They quickly reached the square in front of the cathedral.

At this time, the cathedral was surrounded by a group of armed men wearing gray and white shirts.

They are Gutiérrez's private forces, and their official identity is that of the police who maintain law and order in the city.

Like Sergio's Country Cavalry, it has the right to enforce the law in Juárez.

It's just that in the past, they were only responsible for the security of Gutierrez himself and his estate, so the security of the city was basically never managed.

And it is the cavalry patrol that usually does this work.

Pedro rode out and walked a few steps to the door of the church.

He rolled over and dismounted, and walked over to the officer, who was also watching him with his belt:

"Alvarez, get your people out of the way, we're going to go in and investigate the scene."

The corners of the officer's mouth rose slightly, and he looked disdainful: "This case is related to the eldest lady, so don't interfere." ”

Pedro wanted to raise his foot and kick the disgusting face of the officer in front of him, but he still held back and said to the officer in a deep voice: "We are in charge of law and order in Ciudad Juarez, there has been a homicide, we must investigate!" ”

Alvarez doesn't give him face at all.

He simply looked down on these people who usually dealt with mud legs all day long.

"We also have law enforcement powers in the city, and, in theory, we are the police in the city!"

Pedro's face sank: "Get out of the way!" ”

His hand reached for the pistol at his waist.

Alvarez didn't mean to back down, and he also made a posture ready to fight back:

He stared at Pedro.

"What if I don't let it?"

The soldiers on both sides saw the movements of the two officers and nervously reached for their guns.

The atmosphere in front of the church was tense, and a clash was on the verge of breaking out.

"Pedro!"

Sergio spoke.

He motioned for Pedro to remove his hand from his waist.

He's not ready to officially turn the other cheek with Gutierrez.

Even if he turns his face, Gutierrez must be present, take a risk, shoot him with one shot, and then control the situation.

What is a clash with a small personal guard officer here?

When you really fight, do you keep doing it, or do you come to apologize?

Álvarez saw Sergio speak and let go of his hand on the revolver.

Sergio glanced at the officer and the soldiers with a threatening look, then turned and remounted his horse.

"Let's go."

He beckoned to Pedro, who was still glaring, and skipped the cruel remarks and left the square with his soldiers.

Alvarez clasped his hands to his chest and watched as the Riders departed.

"Dias's dog, what's so angry? Sooner or later, I'll clean you all up. ”

He spat the steps of the church in front of him.

The bald priest who had already woken up on the side was supported by two soldiers, looking at your phlegm on the steps, and dared not speak in anger.

Alvarez pointed to the bald priest and said to the soldier, "Take this bald head and let's go." ”

The soldier took the bald head and threw it onto a carriage at the door.

Alvarez glanced behind him again and saw several members of the Crocodile Gang, their eyes staring straight at him.

"What do you see? What are you still doing here? Do you want to give your leaders a funeral on the spot? The officer sneered at the men.

A gang wearing a blue coat and a large yellow straw hat walked up and calmly said to Alvarez:

"Sir, can you return the body of our gang leader to us?"

It can be heard that he is suppressing his emotions, and if he is not facing Gutierrez's personal soldiers, he will definitely not be so calm.

As the saying goes, peers are enemies.

Alvarez himself has quite an opinion about the crocodile gang's defection to Gutierrez, and he is gloating at this time, how can he give these people a good face.

"We're going to take the body back and study it, and we'll talk about it in two days."

He glanced at the crocodile's hand and saw that he was about to touch his revolver.

"What? Still planning to pull out a gun? Do you also think that you have a long life? Why don't you get out of here? Alvarez yelled.

The soldiers under his command also raised their guns at the gang.

The gang hesitated, but gave up the plan to merge and turned away.

Alvarez felt so good today.

He pretended to be forced in front of the two forces that he despised the most on weekdays.

Little did he know, however, that the city, because of Thiago's death, was starting to become turbulent.