Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Morelia city.

"You encountered an attack? Who is the other party? Protect yourself first... Hey, hey!"

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

"Crazy? What madman? You make it clear!"

"Hello? Hello!"

"All killed?"

"It should be all ... killed." The gunshots on the phone have stopped, and the family and brothers who died have not left any useful information.

The gangs in Mitchiken have not fought a war for a long time. In recent years, the territory of each gang has been fixed, and it is inconvenient for anyone to break the rules without sufficient opportunity to take the lead.

So which gang family dares to risk breaking the rules so much.

Is it Nazario's Knights Templar? Or the decaying Zetas?

The former is an old rival under the guise of evangelism, and the latter is too old and decayed.

Or foreign gangs?

Just when Porfirio was thinking about the mastermind behind the scenes, the phone on the hands-free key sounded again.

"Hey, anyone?"

The subordinate stared, as if he could use his angry beast look to frighten the other party through the phone: "Who are you?! How dare you attack our Gitans family!"

"The Gitans family, it really is you." On 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, your life will become death!"

After speaking, the communication was immediately hung up, and the words were confusing.

Porfirio looked weird. He felt that he could be regarded as an evangelical believer to some extent, and he was the kind who built many churches. host.

Do you really think you are living on the stage of the theater?

However, this special way of speaking is very much like a big drug lord entrenched in Mitchiken and several surrounding states...

Knights Templar!

Although the name is a little off, it is one of the most powerful forces in western Mesilica.

He started to flourish more than ten years ago, and quickly established his position by means of cruelty in the ranks of drug dealers, causing many people to die.

What is even more bizarre about the Knights Templar is the internal management that is full of secondary and religious atmosphere. It does not have a clear relationship with patriarchy, but is managed like a parish. However, Porfirio believes that the Holy See will never give this organization even half a canon. regional bishops.

"Get everyone ready, if he wants to fight, then fight." Porfirio snorted coldly, "Go to the headquarters of the Knights Templar and ask if their people are jumping into war..."

Porfirio's head is clear, and he did not lose his ability to judge because of others' provocation. If an oolong incident occurs, others will take advantage of it.

With an order, the war mobilization began in Morelia City.

The dilapidated slums can't be seen at a glance. The women standing on the street are wearing relatively clean clothes, but you can tell from the complexion that many people have been contaminated with things that shouldn't be there. Young men are doing it for a day. Hard work, the courageous can also greet friends to take to the streets to do quick money business.

Children who should be studying in school at this age are also wandering around in the slums doing nothing.

"Quick, quick."

"Come to work, and I'll give you two sachets when you're done."

"Slackers, get up and go to the Gitans family!"

"Where's my weapon?"

"Two bags? I'm going too. You want to give me three bags, and I'll be at the front."

There are a huge number of poor people living in the astonishing slums of Mexilica. Young idle poor people have become the 'hostages' of Shan Simiao. Can instantly summon a large number of 'soldier' ​​in the city.

Even if these recruits are vulnerable, have not received any training, and even have small daggers in their hands, they cannot stand in large numbers.

Moreover, if there is a war against drugs, there will be a lot of scruples when it comes to the Mexilica government when the poor are attacked.

There may be amateur killers lurking in every slum building, or a big deal involving millions of dollars, and the police need to think twice about entering the slum.

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

Teenage children carry weapons through the slums, knocking on the walls with their weapons as they walk, and shouting for their companions to kill the 'front line'.

As soon as the awakened friends heard that there was business to do, they all raised their spirits and went to the front line with weapons.

Porfirio, they know. One of the big drug lords in the city, and the parents of many people, he might also work under Porfirio when he grows up.

And it is no secret that Porfirio's residence is in Morelia.

Kill whoever you say you kill, even if you kill the wrong one this time, you will definitely not kill it the next time, you don't have to hide yourself in such trivial matters as your residence.

"Boss, it's not the work of the Knights Templar~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Porfirio stood on the top floor of the villa, watching the boys who came for pleasure gather around the villa.

In a short period of time, the number of people reached thousands, and they were densely surrounded, and the Villa Porfirio became a Somali war zone.

With such a large number of personnel transfers, the police in Morelia found that the situation was not right, even if they were decorated. A phone call flew between the police and the police, between the police and the gang, and the police didn't even need to ask themselves about the drug lords. Insiders, just ask the drug lord directly.

Mexilica police and drug lords are two sides of one body and take care of each other.

But after the phone calls, the Morelia City police were confused, and they didn't understand which side was fighting which side, and who was going to storm Porfirio?

And even Porfirio couldn't tell who they were defending against, confusing all-out war.

"Wait and watch."

The police in Morelia City are also very thieves. Since two groups of guys who are not good people are going to fight, why should the police intervene?

I wish that their human brains would be out of their heads, and finally the police would collect the corpses. Of course, we should pay attention not to expand the fighting area too much, and it would be bad for too many ordinary people.

Several agricultural tool vehicles were driving in the city of Morelia. They seemed to be strolling in the countryside. The police in Morelia were too slow to respond and waited until the vehicles passed before they could pull the blockade.

"Did that car look weird just now?"

The police vehicle and the agricultural vehicle passed by, and the policeman sitting in the co-pilot watched the convoy away from the rearview mirror.

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

"It's not... Forget it, maybe I saw it wrong." He took off his police cap and scratched his head. He didn't know how to explain the picture just now.

Where is the white-haired old man?