12: Anti-customer-based
The place where Guzman grew up is in the city of Badiraguato, the "land of drugs" at the Mexico "Delta" hub.
Guzman thinks he is a rule-abiding person, because Guzman, who made a living by selling fruits and vegetables when he was a child, had experienced all the warmth and coldness of humanity at his youngest age. If he hadn't had an uncle who was a drug lord, Guzman believed that he might have been the owner of a large fruit supermarket chain today.
The last call Guzman wants to receive in recent times is "Slim's call", because in Guzman's view, Slim's principles of doing things are a person who is unruly.
Sometimes the emergence of interpersonal relationships is actually compromise and concession between people, so Guzman owed Slim a great favor in the "prison escape" incident not long ago.
Guzman is a rule-abiding person, so no matter how much Guzman hates Slim, he will come to the appointment on time.
As for the "prison escape" incident, the cause of this incident was in 1993. In order to consolidate his position in the Sinaloa Group, Guzman had a shocking idea, which was to build a passage in Santiago to lead to the United States!
Guzman has a strong execution ability, so he succeeded.
A secret underground passage integrating ventilation, electricity and tracks smuggled drugs from Mexico to the United States without realizing it.
As his status and money continue to increase, Guzman will inevitably touch the interests of other drug dealers. As the market share of Sinaloa Group becomes higher and higher, the conflicts between other drug dealers and Sinaloa Group are becoming deeper and deeper.
Finally, a deputy general manager of Sinaloa Group and a partner of Guzman, all four of them died. The self-defense counterattack of Sinaloa Group also began on this day.
The battle between the two sides lasted for a long time. The worst happened in 1993. Guzman was ambushed while taking a plane at the airport. Seven people were unfortunately killed. Guzman escaped by chance.
But what Guzman didn't expect was that the seven people who died at that time also included a respected cardinal.
Thanks to the continuous statements from the Holy See and international authorities and Mexican authorities, the United States, which claims to be the [World Police], has finally taken action.
In June 1993, Guzman was arrested in Guatemala and then escorted back to Mexico.
After being arrested, Guzman was sentenced to 20 years in prison for his crimes and was eventually sent to a highly fortified prison to serve his sentence.
I have to say that Guzman's experience in jail is very similar to Herman.
"Highly fortified prison" = "Highly luxurious enjoyment"
Guzman in this prison bribed almost all the prison guards, which allowed him to watch TV and order food in his cell; and when he wanted to contact his business partners, he could even use his mobile phone. If it really didn't work, they could also come directly to "visit prison".
In this way, Guzman enjoyed it in prison until 2001.
If possible, Guzman wanted to stay in prison and sit down the prison, because not only was it safe and also made money, but as the Sinaloa Group's [goods] market share in the United States has increased and higher, the US FBI finally set its sights on him.
In January 2001, the United States insisted on extraditioning him, and the news scared Guzman to death.
At this time, Guzman remembered that there was a man named Slim in Mexico. In order to survive, Guzman finally made concessions to Slim and agreed to him a series of conditions.
So on the eve of "extradition", a prison guard "inadvertently" threw a bunch of keys at the door of Guzman's cell, and Guzman also returned successfully because of this.
Guzman didn't expect that Slim could not stand loneliness. He had not had enough time to "enjoy freedom" for a few months, and Slim had to trouble him.
Guzman, who is only 1.68 meters tall, tidied up his coat and said to the two bodyguards at the door: "Okay, arrange a car, it's time to see our richest man in Mexico."
The group of people was not very disturbing in the slums in the Mexican capital, because the crowds coming and going around were in groups of three or five. The only thing that Guzman and his group might attract others' attention was that their clothes were worn more worn than others.
After Guzman walked out of his house, he did not rush to walk to the road, but instead he casually lowered his head and began to tie his shoelaces.
The bodyguard on the left walked to the far side of the car, took out a scanner from his arms, and began to circle around the car.
Several people also appeared on the roofs of several buildings around. When the people on the roof saw Guzman coming out, they nodded at the bodyguard on Guzman's right and made a gesture.
When the bodyguard saw it, he nodded with confidence, bent down and said something to Guzman's ear.
When Guzman saw that the bodyguard in front of the car had already gotten into the car and started the engine, he walked towards the car calmly.
When Guzman and his group arrived at Slim's residence, it was already dark, but the villa area on the hillside of the Mexican capital was brightly lit. Occasionally, there were several familiar female stars surrounding an old man and walking towards the private parking lot not far away.
"Hmph, these scumbags lying on the poor and sucking blood!" Guzman laughed indignantly when he saw this scene.
From the fog on the glass of Guzman's car, it can be seen that the car has been staying here for a long time, but the three people in the car have never been there.
When a car with the same appearance as Guzman appeared in the parking lot, a bodyguard who was already sleepy quickly stood up and looked at the car seriously.
When a man who was exactly the same height, appearance and shape as Guzman got out of the car, the bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss, we can set off."
Guzman did not rush to answer. Instead, when the person who was exactly the same as his back entered Slim's villa for fifteen minutes, Guzman walked towards Slim's villa.
But the two bodyguards in the car did not get out.
Just as Guzman was about to enter Villa Slim, a brand Ford car with a lot of dust was parked not far from the Villa Slim.
The roof of this Ford car has been covered with leaves, and even the car has two tires that have been out of breath for a long time.
However, this Ford car swayed gently after Guzman appeared.
Slim did not continue to answer, but instead threw all the information about Herman in his hand to Gusman with a gloomy face.
Guzman took the information and turned around for a few pages, then stopped reading it: "The benefits are paid! I also need to support my family! There are still hundreds of people in my family waiting for me to support me."
Guzman's calm tone suddenly angered Slim, who was on the verge of rampage.
"You help me, and you are also helping yourself!" Slim grabbed Guzman's collar and pressed his face tightly against Guzman and continued: "And don't forget that I took you out of that smelly and dirty prison."
But Slim seemed to feel something, and suddenly her face changed.
Guzman had raised a pistol in his hand and pressed it tightly against his abdomen: "Herman, I know him. If you don't kill him, I will kill him, because his [Netflix Dairy] has interfered with my cannabis base. My farmers no longer plant marijuana and change to grass and cows."
Slim's head was sweating and began to retreat continuously.
Guzman turned his back and kept forcing Slim back: "I came this time because I was not happy and I needed money because a friend of mine told me that there was a batch of marijuana in Iran, but it costs 40 million US dollars, so I, who was nervous, needed the help of your good friend."
Slim was stunned for a moment: "Okay! $40 million is not a small amount, and your identity, I have to start my offshore funds, so it takes me three days."
After hearing Slim's words, Guzman directly raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger directly at Slim.
Slim was so scared that she quickly closed her eyes, but the sound in Slim's mind did not sound, but instead a cool liquid directly covered his face.
When Slim touched his face, he realized that the pistol in Guzman's hand turned out to be a "water-squeezing gun".
“fxxk!”
Guzman threw the pistol in his hand at Slim without looking back, and kept making a low voice: "Hahaha": "Slim, I hope you will have a better attitude next time you call. I don't like your arrogant attitude. As for Herman? I will solve him, but it's not now, because I have more things to do."
Slim, in line with the words "the enemy of the enemy" is a friend, after Guzman left, he first picked up the water-sniffing gun and played with it for a while. Then Slim called his private phone number.
"Well, I transferred 40 million US dollars to the account xxxxx231415436 through the offshore account."
At this time, Slim's tone was very calm, as if Guzman's operation just now calmed down Slim, and Slim did not have the initial arrogant attitude.
When the twelve o'clock bell rang on time, Slim said softly: "It seems that Guzman's enemies don't have any good endings? Of course! Guzman didn't, because the day after Herman died, the signal positioning of your phone will be taken away by FBI, so you can enjoy the rest of your life."
Slim had a rare good night's sleep. After returning to his slum, Guzman also began to make a "phone call" with the "new Iranian friend" he had just met.
However, there was a little change in the private parking lot opposite the Slim Villa. From a distance, there seemed to be a little less cars in the parking lot.
The hardworking cleaner carefully cleaned every parking space with a broom, but when the cleaner was halfway through, he found that one parking space was particularly dirty. She was unwilling to clean it, but she found a $20 note that had been soaked in rain and dust for a long time.
In line with the principle of "eliminating evidence of crime" and "scene of crime", the cleaner also carefully wiped the manhole cover and this parking space.
At 9 a.m., the cleaner came home from get off work with her good luck.
Chapter completed!