Working as a police officer in Mexico

Pax Acosta's death was just a common robbery!

Then he was killed by the clerk, that's all!

At most, it was just a mere mention on the news.

At that time, the United States had not gone mad enough to "commemorate" a law-breaking refugee.

Everyone thought that would be the end of it, but three days later, on December 27th, a startling article suddenly appeared in the hottest newspapers in San Diego.

"Mexican Refugee Mysteriously Dead, Daughter Controlled by Local Crime Syndicate!"

The word "Mexico" in the border cities had become as hot as "TXL," instantly trending.

Naturally, it drew a lot of attention, and this article downplayed Pax Acosta's "theft," instead emphasizing a starving father's attempt to find something to eat for his tormented daughter.

And then…

He was shot dead!

Ah, writing it like that just makes it different.

The entire article painted Pax Acosta as a "gentleman," and even went on to say "according to rumors," his daughter was controlled by the local mafia, with the police department completely indifferent, allowing her to be kidnapped.

It's said that a Mexican found her at the entrance to an alley and kindly gave her a US Dollar, but then… she was dragged into broad daylight and beaten by a group of people.

All the while, she kept shouting "Daddy!".

One could see through these writings.

But after all, it wasn't meant for San Diego locals, but for Mexicans who had faced similarly discrimination locally.

It allowed them to identify with the perspective that the locals looked down on "outsiders."

Then, on the 28th, another article titled "San Diego Mayor Publicly Speaks, Wishes to Expel Mexicans."

Throw on a blurry photo that looks like an ultrasound, make up a few lines, and voila, the Mexican refugee community really exploded!

Three days after "bullets" flew, on the morning of the 30th, more than twenty Mexicans formed a team to protest outside the convenience store!

But in the process, they clashed with the police, seven were arrested, and one was hospitalized.

This further enraged the Mexican community, and by that afternoon, more than a hundred people had taken to marching with signs, confronting the police. Find exclusive stories on My Virtual Library Empire

A 20-something-year-old suddenly burst out, pulled a pistol from his embrace, and fired three shots at the Chief of Police in San Diego!

And he cried out, "Mexican lives matter too!!!"

Other Mexicans: shocked, bro!

We were just protesting, not wanting to go violent like that. The responding San Diego police officers, like angry bulls, began to retaliate!

Guns drawn, they shot back!

The Mexicans in the central firing zone were totally caught off guard and fell to the ground, one after another.

By the time backup forces arrived and suppressed them, the death toll had risen to 37!

And the local TV station broadcast it live.

Now it had truly ignited the dissatisfaction and panic among Mexicans.

You see, in the United States, the combat power of Mexican mafias and drug traffickers is very high. Of the thousands of homicides in prisons each year, 35% are committed by the Original Bloods Family, and 38.5% by the Crip Gang, all at the hands of the Mexican gang.

This group was unruly and committed all kinds of crimes with total impunity.

In Northern Mexico, that was Victor's world; you could call me a nobody.

But in the United States, once you're involved, what's your name? Big Drug Trafficker!

These people weren't very educated, but highly valued loyalty, and knew all too well that Americans bullied their countrymen!

January 1, 1991!

Early morning!

A fresh start for the New Year.

Roughly at 2:31 AM.

As the 711 convenience store clerk nodded off, three members of a Mexican mafia wielding submachine guns stood at the door and sprayed bullets inside!

Ratatatatatata…

The glass shattered, a female server inside screamed, covering her ears, while a male server immediately ducked behind the counter, taking out a pistol from the cash register to shoot back!

How could your small-caliber weapon compete with a submachine gun?

Instead, this resistance only fueled the mafia members' rage. They charged in and put a volley in the screaming female server's head, and then they dragged the male server, who had emptied his bullets and was ready to surrender, out.

Right in front of the camera, they cleanly slit his throat with a knife!@@novelbin@@

When they heard the sound of police sirens, they set fire to the convenience store and left.

The video got "leaked," and the inhumanity of the Mexican mafia stirred up local resentment.

Unhappy? Then let's fight!

The dispute started with the mafia…

And the local police force was a bit biased toward American gangs, which caused even more dissatisfaction among Mexicans.

At 14:00 on the 1st,

Mexican refugees, drug traffickers, speculators, and others with mixed identities gathered together, marching down the streets, raising slogans of resistance!

They demanded compensation from the 711 convenience store for the victims!

The crowd grew bigger and bigger.

1,000 people…

2,000 people…

And by the time they reached Central Street, the number surged to over 70,000!

A Northern spy hiding inside, wearing a mask and holding a Molotov cocktail, threw it into the shop windows along the street!

The strife began!

The San Diego riots started.

Behind the scenes, pulling all the strings, the Mexican Intelligence Department got the news straight away, and Head of Foreign Military Intelligence, Augustine Przybylski, hurriedly carried the report and rushed to Victor's office.

Employees he passed by greeted him, but he didn't have time to respond, his footsteps swift.

"What's the rush, Mr. Augustine?" a thin-faced employee muttered.