Mexico border, Ciudad Juarez, Central Cathedral Square, sunny.

Today is a great day for the eldest lady of the Gutierrez family, the ruler of Juarez, and the eldest son of the Prigo family, another large estate owner, to get married.

Unlike in the past, several ornate awnings have appeared in the square.

Beneath the awning, wooden dining tables are filled with a variety of expensive fruits and Mexican delicacies.

Several musicians stood at the table, some holding guitars, some holding trumpets, and one holding a violin.

Attendants and servants passed by them, beaming with joy.

An elaborate red carpet stretched out from the entrance of the church to the end of the square.

Maids and boys stood on either side of the red carpet with baskets of flowers in their hands, ready to sprinkle flowers on the newcomers who walked out of the gate.

Irrelevant people, such as the civilians of Juarez, have long since been cleared from the square.

Even so, the crowd of onlookers was very crowded.

But all these people can do is stay outside the square, stretch their necks to watch, be happy, or see the world.

And in front of them were soldiers who surrounded the square.

These soldiers are all private armies of the Gutierrez family or the Prigo family.

They had already inspected the perimeter of the square.

It was not allowed to climb to the upper floors around the square to watch the ceremony, and all the commanding heights around the perimeter were lined with heavily armed soldiers.

They patrolled back and forth, watching the every move of everyone around the square.

Alvarez stood on the roof of a three-story house directly opposite the church.

This is the highest place in the entire square except for the church.

The sun is in full swing.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Alvarez was very happy with his arrangement.

For the past two days, he has been staring at the village cavalry patrol.

The news of Sergio's build-up of troops was no secret to him.

It's just that, until an hour ago, there was no movement in the camp of the cavalry patrol, and even the sentries outside the camp did not know where to go.

Alvarez wasn't worried at all, though.

He had already laid an ambush around the camp with a large number of soldiers, and even a Gatling gun.

As long as the people of the cavalry patrol dare to go out, they will leave dozens of corpses on the street at the door first.

"Don't look at it, you should never see your brother again." Álvarez turned his head and said to Romero, who was tied up behind him.

"Let's see how your sweetheart married another man." He chuckled narrowly, and then had Romero pushed to his side.

Alvarez looked at the church door.

The door finally opened.

A couple of newlyweds, having received the blessing of the priest, walked out of the church.

Ricardo wore a crisp military uniform.

But the size of the military uniform was obviously a little small, and it couldn't fit his round belly.

However, this did not affect the good mood of the groom.

He held the bride in one hand and waved the other hand towards the crowd around him, grinning with a big mouth and smiling unusually unrestrainedly.

Compared to him, the bride was obviously not so happy.

She wore a white wedding dress studded with openwork flowers, but she always had a straight face, not even a smirk.

"Ariana! Ariana! Laugh, smile. ”

Her mother was by her side, constantly whispering reminders to her.

Fortunately, Gutierrez and Plego Sr. were busy talking to each other and did not notice the bride's expression.

Otherwise, Ariana's mournful face would have to be blocked first.

The newlyweds stepped on the red carpet.

The band began to get busy, they played cheerful music, and the flower girls began to sprinkle flowers on the couple.

Ariana was distraught by the flowers falling from the sky, and she raised her hand to remove them, but when she looked up, she saw Romero tied to the roof of the building opposite.

She looked indifferent.

"Look, she doesn't love you at all." Alvarez frantically stimulates the young people around him.

Romero was desperate.

"You're a helpless piece of rubbish, a piece of garbage that I can throw off a wall with a brick!"

Alvarez enjoys the feeling, and he enjoys it.

However, a soldier hurriedly climbed up from the first floor and whispered something in his ear.

Alvarez's face changed drastically.

He looked at the soldier behind him in disbelief:

"What do you say? The lord's mansion has been attacked?! ”

The soldier cried with a sad face: "It's true, it is said that a large group of people, I wonder if they are setting fire over there now!" ”

Alvarez looked in the direction of the mansion and saw that a thick cloud of smoke was rising from there.

No wonder Sergio's side has been standing still, it turns out that the people of the cavalry patrol are long gone in the camp.

"Your mother's, his brother is not in the mansion, what are you going to do there?" Alvarez cursed, scolding.

In order to ensure the safety of the wedding scene, he did not arrange many security personnel in the mansion.

If Gutierrez knew that the house had been burned, his ten lives would not be enough to pay for.

But the soldiers on this side of the square must not be withdrawn.

"Do we have any other troops around there?" Alvarez was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, yelling at the soldiers behind him.

"Uh, sir, you forgot? We also had close to a hundred men in ambush near the cavalry camp camp. It's only a few blocks from the Lord's mansion. The soldier behind him said.

"Quick, hurry up and let them go back to save them!" As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Alvarez said eagerly.

In fact, the soldiers who were ambushing around the camp did not need to be ordered by their commander at all.

Leading them was an experienced veteran named Ichagre.

He was close to Gutierrez's mansion and soon got the news.

The nest was attacked, and there was no point in waiting for the rabbit.

Ichagre immediately withdrew from the perimeter of the camp with all the soldiers and headed straight for the mansion.

Soon, they exchanged fire with the invaders who had already stormed the mansion.

"Head, I look at the clothes on the other side, it doesn't look like a cavalry patrol!"

The adjutant of Ichagre crouched at the gate of the courtyard and said to his chief as he fired his gun in the direction of the house.

"It doesn't matter if he is or not, the house has been burned, and these people will be slaughtered first." Ichagre led his soldiers as they prepared to storm the building.

It was indeed not the Cavalry Patrol who burned Gutierrez's house.

It's the Gators.

They divided into three routes, one led by the second master, to attack the prego manor; The other team, led by the five masters, came to dig out Gutierrez's lair; The rest, led by the six masters, went to sweep their fields outside the city.

The plan went well, and there was really little resistance at Gutierrez's mansion.

After killing seven or eight soldiers guarding the house, the five masters rushed in with a wave of their hands.

They began to plunder the contents of the house with impunity.

After taking what they could handle, the Five Masters decided to set a fire to comfort their former helper, Thiago's spirit in the sky.

By the way, vent your anger and express your emotions.

Then, just as he was about to run away, he found himself surrounded by more than a hundred soldiers.

He began to regret a little that he had ordered the house to be set on fire.

First, there was no possibility of surrender, and second, the only cover that could be relied on turned out to be a threat.

Others are fighting with their backs, and now he and the Crocodile Gang are fighting with their backs.

The five masters decided to fight to the death with these hundred Gutierrez's private forces, at least open a gap, and then be able to run a few is a few.

For a moment, the sound of gunfire, screams, the crackling of burning wood, and the sound of hunting wind mixed together, echoing in the sky above Gutierrez's mansion.

Fierce battles are raging on both sides.

In the camp of the cavalry patrol, Sergio led the cavalry of the cavalry patrol to break down the door and go straight to the square.

(End of chapter)