Chapter 312: The True Fighter
[Chapter 312: The True Fighter]
In Mexico, St. Louis City.
This city lay less than 100 kilometers from the US-Mexico border, typically too far from paradise and too close to America.
The St. Louis police department's deputy chief, Saunders, clad in casual attire, stepped into a bar branded with a "Tequila" sign.
During business hours, the bar was sparsely populated.
Saunders spotted a cowboy hat-wearing guy and quickly sat across from him.
The head of the Tequila gang, Javier, tipped his hat and poured a drink from the bottle on the table. "Is Mayor Maria's speech theme still about drug prohibition tomorrow?"
Saunders replied, "She hasn't learned a thing from her previous narrow escape. She thinks a new chief can control the police department. It's naive; a police chief isn't everything around here."
"Are the new generation of politicians really that idealistic?" Javier couldn't understand. "The last shooting killed her husband, so she's lucky to have survived, yet she still wants to destroy our business."