The 1960s in the United States could be said to be an era that influenced countless people in the United States. In this era, the boxing hero Ali was born. This black man was respected in the white supremacist society of the United States. The popularity of hippies formed a culture.
A culture of violence and love. Young people used drugs and alcohol to numb themselves. Under the influence of drugs and alcohol, gatherings often turned into a party. The demand for drugs was rampant among young people.
Moreover, the 1960s was the era when America had just ended the Vietnam War. The pain of the Vietnam War veterans made countless families in America feel sad. As drugs could paralyze the mind and temporarily release people, they were in short supply.
Mexico, which was adjacent to the United States, had empty land. The low-cost poppies could be exchanged for profits several times higher than growing food. Most farmers in the chaotic Mexico began to plant poppies.
Old Ma once said: "If there is a 10% profit, the capital will be guaranteed to be used everywhere; With a 20% profit, the capital can be active; With a 50% profit, the capital will take risks; For 100% profit, capital would dare to trample on all the laws of the world; With a profit of more than 300%, the capital would dare to commit any crime.”
Poppy and Heroin were cheap. Just planting them could bring farmers five times the profit of planting other crops. After processing, drug dealers could process the original pulp of the opiates that cost less than 50 US dollars into drugs ranging from 300 to 400 grams. When they sold them, the value of these things could be calculated by grams.
It could often reach 30 to 40 US dollars per gram. This was the first transaction. After the monopoly, when the human-snake responsible for transportation sent the white gold to the United States, it was diluted. One kilogram of raw goods could be diluted into about three to four kilograms of finished products. The price would triple. It reached a price of 90 to 100 US dollars per gram.
The huge profits made countless Mexican people willing to take risks for him. It was like a vicious cycle. After the drug dealers obtained money, they bought a large number of firearms to fight against the government. Many people in the government accepted bribes from the drug dealers. This caused Mexico, a country that had just emerged from World War II, to fall into the darkest political era.
During World War II, the United States, which had profited greatly from the war, had rapidly rebuilt itself, so much so that it still had the energy to intervene in the wars in South Korea and North Korea. However, Mexico was different. Li Yunfeng walked on the streets of Mexico City and saw a dilapidated scene. There were low houses and scavengers everywhere. However, in Mexico, which was known as the country of silver, even scavengers more or less wore some silver jewelry.
He changed into a set of local Mexican clothes, dark jeans, and a large straw hat with a brim that was almost shoulder width. Although he was not used to it, he had no choice. After all, the ancient costume was too eye-catching.
The weather in Mexico City, a city located in central Mexico, was indeed pleasant. It was slightly longer in the north and south, and slightly narrower in the east and west. It was surrounded by green mountains. Because of the high terrain, there was no cold in winter and no heat in summer. Flowers bloomed all year round and the scenery was beautiful.
Black and white could be said to be two different worlds. The Yin-Yang theory of Taiji revealed the relationship between the two. When one force suppressed the other, the position began to change. When the government forces were overthrown by the opposition, the victor would also be labeled as a rebel. Who could say that the tables had turned? However, in the gray zone between black and white, no matter whether white and black fought to the death, it still existed. Li Yunfeng's goal was to control the entire gray area and become the ruler of this place!
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The easiest place to get information was the bar. Li Yunfeng was eager to know how many gangs were hidden in Mexico City. If he wanted to be the ruler of this gray area, he would have the ability to mediate between the two sides. How could he balance the two sides that were incompatible like fire and water? That was to have an experienced background that both sides had to admire. Gray was a mixture of black and white, which meant that it would not be easy for Li Yunfeng to become the ruler of the gray area of Mexico.
Compared to the gods who couldn't attack mortals, Li Yunfeng was a dragon in the world of " Hell Detective ". If no other gods appeared, other than Archangel Gabriel and Fallen Angel Lucifer, Li Yunfeng wouldn't be afraid of anyone.
Soon, he got the news he wanted. A group of Native Americans had been defeated by the Spanish and were hiding nearby. This was definitely good news for Li Yunfeng. It was equivalent to those foreign forces. As native natives, it should be easier for them to accept it. Li Yunfeng pursed his lips and quickly left the bar, rushing in the general direction he had inquired about. Although the Native Americans were hidden, it was easy for Li Yunfeng to find them.
In a three-story building, a middle-aged man with skin similar to that of a subspecies was visiting his injured compatriots. The firewood on the ground was burning, and under the light of the swaying fire, one could see that the house was filled with people. Many injured people covered their wounds with towels and cotton cloth, their faces pale.
The profits from drugs allowed him to lead his suffering compatriots to a happy life. With money, everyone could afford practical appliances and live in clean houses. He did not have to rely on the prescriptions passed down by his ancestors to find some herbs to perfunctorily deal with his illness. Looking at everyone's smiles, he felt gratified after being elected as the chief. He knew that too. Drug was a harmful thing. However, the white powder could prevent his clansmen from starving and freezing. Children no longer cried in the middle of the night because they didn't have enough to eat. It was because of this white powder that brought disaster to his tribe.
The group of Spaniards called Tanita also started this kind of business. At the beginning, they each did their own business. However, in the past few months, the group of Spanish white people wanted to eat this cake for themselves, so they attacked their tribe in the middle of the night. Although the tribe was no longer a thatched cottage, it had become a sturdy house built of cement and steel. However, the Spanish had somehow gotten their hands on grenades and submachine guns. He had killed more than half of them in an instant. She had escaped with him. They were all young men in the tribe. The women who stayed in the tribe would probably not have a good ending.
"Leonis, how is my sister? Did she escape…When she ran just now…I ran away from her…Can you help me find her?"
Leonis looked at his most loyal subordinate's hoarse shouts. He nodded heavily. The bullet had pierced through his lower abdomen. Fennen's intestines could be seen faintly. There were three penetrating wounds on his lower abdomen and chest. He did not know how many towels he had changed to stop the bleeding. He probably would not live. Facing his most loyal subordinate, Leonis had no choice but to lie before he died. My child, your sister went to get you some food. You first... Sleep for a while…She'll be back soon!"
"Oh... So it was like this…Everyone was tired…Hungry... I was still thinking of eating the tortillas he made…" As he spoke, the man named Eagle fell into a deep sleep. Leonis looked at the eagle with its eyes closed. He held back the tears in the corners of his eyes and continued to walk towards his injured compatriots.
"How sad! There were heavy casualties and their homes were occupied. Their wives and children were courting death…This predicament was really troublesome!”
A sudden voice came from the night sky. The Native Americans, who were lying on the ground panting, immediately grabbed their rifles and bows to be on guard.
Leonis took out the revolver at his waist and looked around.”
"Don't be nervous! I'm only here to help you. I'll be your master!”His spirit force exploded. Although the people around him were strong, they were just mortals. How could they resist Li Yunfeng's spirit control? In an instant, everyone lowered their heads respectfully. Li Yunfeng's first step to rule Mexico had begun.
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