Victor looked at Jeff Bennett and the Director of the Mexico News Bureau, Augustine Przybylski.
The two exchanged glances, their expressions serious.
"General, you know me, this method is too crude. I prefer something more refined," Bennett said, shaking his head.
"If it were up to me, it wouldn't just be one bomb. At least a thousand people would have to die; the scene isn't big enough, General," Augustine added.
Victor's mouth twitched.
Damn, what kind of bandits are under my command?
"Then it's the Americans who did it!"
That's right, if you can't figure it out, it's the Americans who did it.
You want peace, I want peace, then what business do we arms dealers have?
Sometimes, the United States is just stirring the pot.
Victor glanced at Casare beside him, who sensibly turned off the TV. Everyone settled down, knowing the boss was about to speak.
"Any new news from the United States lately?"
