Li Zaian frowned, reached out and patted LeClose on the shoulder, signaling him to park the car on the side of the road
The car slowly leaned towards the roadside, and the sound of the wheels running through the accumulated water came from outside the car
Li Zaian patted Gray's back, drove it into the gap in the seat, moved his butt to the seat on the left, first reached out and wiped it on the foggy window, and then looked at the manor on the roadside through the glass.
This place next to the roadside is the manor that Li Zaian bought for the Fraser sisters first. There were wooden vertical isolation fences along the road, and there were lush coffee trees inside.
But now, rows of fences have been artificially pulled out, and the lush coffee trees are invisible. Instead, they are broken tents scattered in the manor. Perhaps to prevent rainwater from pouring into the tent, most of the tents have traces of piles of soil, and the mounds are covered with chopped coffee tree branches, and then the tents are built on these mounds of soil with branches of coffee tree.
Looking through the car window, there were almost hundreds of tents in the entire manor. The east side was leaning against the roadside, and the west side was connected to the broken shed where the farm farmers lived. To estimate it roughly, the land occupied by this tent looked like five or six acres.
Since working with the three old guys behind Lisette, almost all the large coffee plantations around Domondot Town have fallen into Li Zaian's hands. The total area is almost 1,000 hectares, accounting for almost 60% of the total coffee plantations in Domondot Town.
There are many large planters in Brazil with thousands of hectares of plantations. For example, the town of Bandarku, which is close to the town of Domondot, and the descendants of Italian immigrants, have nearly 5,000 hectares of plantations.
Compared to others, Li Zaian can only be regarded as a small landlord
But then again, in Domondot, he is already the veritable number one planter.
For a planter with nearly 1,000 hectares of land, six or seven acres are obviously nothing, but the problem is that the owners of these tents obviously did not intend to just live here temporarily, and they still want to farm and live here permanently
With the tent area as the center, the large coffee forest facing west and south of the plantation has been completely flattened. Looking around, almost several hectares of land have shown signs of re-ploughing. Longmos divide the flat coffee forest into pieces of square land.
On several square fields, there are banners drawn with bamboo poles, with some words written in Portuguese, and the most common ones are:
Occupy, resist, produce! Or without land there is no democracy!
Li Zaian felt a little headache. Needless to ask, these guys who ran to the manor to occupy land to build tents must be landless farmers organized by the Landless Farmers Movement.
In the past, Li Zaian would have sympathized with the experience and situation of these people, but now, when these guys develop the land occupation movement into his own manor, he only feels a headache and is thinking about how to get these people away.
As the head of the Morio organization, Li Zai'an is the most powerful drug lord in the Sao Paulo region. Furthermore, he has actually become the most influential drug lord in Brazil.
Based on this identity, he can solve the problem with most people who violate his interests in the gangster by using a unique method of gangsters.
Unfortunately, this majority does not include proletarian union like the landless peasant movement
Nothing else, it is because in the entire South America, even the bloody and brutal Mexican drug lords, they act under the guise of robbing the rich and helping the poor.
They all promoted themselves as Mavid-like characters, and tried to portray themselves as the saviors of the proletariat.
The reason is very simple. The reason why these drug lords can avoid police arrests for a long time and develop their own power is because they rely on the support and cover of ultra-low income groups and marginalized people in society.
If Marxist theory of class division is used to characterize it, these drug lords will probably assign themselves to the ranks of the proletariat, although at best they are just rogue proletariats
Let's go, after watching through the car window for a while, Li Zaian spit out a breath, stretched out and kicked LeClose's back chair, and said in a muffled voice
The car started again and drove along the road. After walking less than a kilometer, we arrived at the entrance of the manor.
LeClose turned the steering wheel and just turned the car onto the gravel road leading to the manor. A pickup truck with various graffiti on his body was driven towards the front. The speed was very fast, and it must be no less than 80 miles.
LeClose didn't expect anyone to drive his car so fast in this private manor. Frightened, he instinctively twisted the steering wheel. Dodge Off-Road made a crossroad on the gravel path and plunged into the drainage channel on the side of the road.
Fortunately, the drainage canal is very wide, but not deep. After the car rushed down, the canal water didn't even pass by.
Li Zaian also didn't expect to encounter this situation in his manor. He was not prepared at all. The moment the car rushed into the drainage channel, the recoil force wrapped around him and jumped up from the back seat, and hit him on the tent.
When it slid down, Gray's big head hit the hips again, and he fell to the side, his chin hitting the backrest of the front seat, almost biting his tongue.
The hedge pickup truck almost rushed out of the manor gate with Dodge's rear, but it stopped suddenly until it got on the road, then slowly reversed, and finally stopped outside the manor gate.
When the car window rolled down, a girl's head poked out from inside and looked at the Dodge car in the rain.
Sir, are you okay? After LeClose held the car firmly, he hurriedly turned his head to check Li Zaian's condition. At the same time, he instinctively reached his hand under the passenger seat, where his usual Uz micro-rush
It's okay, Li Zaian rubbed his chin and answered casually, looking at the pickup truck through the window
Rain was flowing on the car window, and his vision was very bad, but Li Zaian still saw the girl's appearance. The girl was very young and pretty, but the makeup on her face was too thick, the lipstick was almost blue and black, and the eyeshadow was black like an addict with decades of drug addicts.
Li Zaian was looking at it, and the door flashed in the back seat of the pickup truck opened. A girl in light yellow hot pants held an umbrella and jumped out of the door, trotting all the way - it was Fraser's sister Luciana
Although LeClose and Li Zaian came to the manor not many times, he still knew Luciana. When he saw the little girl jump out of the car, he hurriedly stuffed the Uz that he had just taken back.
Li Zaian watched Luciana trot all the way to the drainage shore, looked into the car for a while, and then was about to slide down the mud, so he snatched the window in front of her.
Paul, are you okay? We... we didn't mean it. Seeing Li Zai'an rolling down the car window, it didn't look like something happened, Luciana gave up her plan to jump off the drainage channel. She stood on the bank and asked with a nervous look on her face
To be honest, no matter how strong Luciana is, in her heart, she is still quite afraid of Li Zaian.
Li Zaian ignored her and looked at the pickup truck not far away.
Because the car door was opened by Luciana, you can see some situations in the pickup truck. From the perspective of Li Zaian, you can see that there are at least six or seven people in the car with only two rows of seats.
In addition to the girl who looked at the window just now, there were at least two girls in the car. The one driving in the front seat of the car was a young man. Li Zaian couldn't see his appearance, but only saw him with half-length hair and a cobra tattooed on his shoulder on his left.
Perhaps because someone smokes in the carriage, the door is constantly filled with blue smoke. The graffiti on the body gives people a very decadent and rebellious feeling.
Who is that person? After looking at it for nearly half a minute, Li Zaian turned his head and looked at Luciana who was standing on the bank and asked in a deep voice.
Just a few friends, Luciana replied carefully, today is Bilianis' birthday, we have a small party for her
Well, tell your friend, don't drive the car so fast. Li Zaian didn't ask any more questions, and casually reminded him and rolled up the car window.
When the window slowly closed, Luciana turned around on the bank, stuck out her tongue in the direction of the pickup truck, and ran back trotting.
After a while, the pickup truck started again, and rushed out like crazy with a humming roar, heading straight to the city.
Li Zaian stroked Gray's soft chin with one hand, and watched the pickup truck gradually drift away at a speed of no less than 80 mph, and his dark eyebrows unconsciously raised, and said in a deep voice: Go and check what the people are from.
It seems like a sentence without beginning or end, but LeClose understands it very well
He started the car, stepped on the accelerator, drove Dodge out of the drainage channel, then took the brick-like mobile phone and dialed a number
With the power of the Morio organization in Sao Paulo, it is not difficult to find out the identity of the owner based on the license plate of a car.
What's more, looking at the graffiti on the body of the pickup truck, I also know that the young man driving is a mess on the road.
Not to mention that LeClose has already remembered the other party's license plate number, even if he can't remember it, it will not be difficult to pull the other party out based on the appearance of the car.
Li Zaian may not be a possessive and controlful person in his previous life, but in this life, especially after becoming the leader of Morio for so long, his mentality will inevitably change.
He had long regarded Luciana as his woman, but for Frazier's sake, he had not taken action for a long time.
Now there is a gangster who wants to take her to learn bad things. How can he tolerate this?
The car slowly leaned towards the roadside, and the sound of the wheels running through the accumulated water came from outside the car
Li Zaian patted Gray's back, drove it into the gap in the seat, moved his butt to the seat on the left, first reached out and wiped it on the foggy window, and then looked at the manor on the roadside through the glass.
This place next to the roadside is the manor that Li Zaian bought for the Fraser sisters first. There were wooden vertical isolation fences along the road, and there were lush coffee trees inside.
But now, rows of fences have been artificially pulled out, and the lush coffee trees are invisible. Instead, they are broken tents scattered in the manor. Perhaps to prevent rainwater from pouring into the tent, most of the tents have traces of piles of soil, and the mounds are covered with chopped coffee tree branches, and then the tents are built on these mounds of soil with branches of coffee tree.
Looking through the car window, there were almost hundreds of tents in the entire manor. The east side was leaning against the roadside, and the west side was connected to the broken shed where the farm farmers lived. To estimate it roughly, the land occupied by this tent looked like five or six acres.
Since working with the three old guys behind Lisette, almost all the large coffee plantations around Domondot Town have fallen into Li Zaian's hands. The total area is almost 1,000 hectares, accounting for almost 60% of the total coffee plantations in Domondot Town.
There are many large planters in Brazil with thousands of hectares of plantations. For example, the town of Bandarku, which is close to the town of Domondot, and the descendants of Italian immigrants, have nearly 5,000 hectares of plantations.
Compared to others, Li Zaian can only be regarded as a small landlord
But then again, in Domondot, he is already the veritable number one planter.
For a planter with nearly 1,000 hectares of land, six or seven acres are obviously nothing, but the problem is that the owners of these tents obviously did not intend to just live here temporarily, and they still want to farm and live here permanently
With the tent area as the center, the large coffee forest facing west and south of the plantation has been completely flattened. Looking around, almost several hectares of land have shown signs of re-ploughing. Longmos divide the flat coffee forest into pieces of square land.
On several square fields, there are banners drawn with bamboo poles, with some words written in Portuguese, and the most common ones are:
Occupy, resist, produce! Or without land there is no democracy!
Li Zaian felt a little headache. Needless to ask, these guys who ran to the manor to occupy land to build tents must be landless farmers organized by the Landless Farmers Movement.
In the past, Li Zaian would have sympathized with the experience and situation of these people, but now, when these guys develop the land occupation movement into his own manor, he only feels a headache and is thinking about how to get these people away.
As the head of the Morio organization, Li Zai'an is the most powerful drug lord in the Sao Paulo region. Furthermore, he has actually become the most influential drug lord in Brazil.
Based on this identity, he can solve the problem with most people who violate his interests in the gangster by using a unique method of gangsters.
Unfortunately, this majority does not include proletarian union like the landless peasant movement
Nothing else, it is because in the entire South America, even the bloody and brutal Mexican drug lords, they act under the guise of robbing the rich and helping the poor.
They all promoted themselves as Mavid-like characters, and tried to portray themselves as the saviors of the proletariat.
The reason is very simple. The reason why these drug lords can avoid police arrests for a long time and develop their own power is because they rely on the support and cover of ultra-low income groups and marginalized people in society.
If Marxist theory of class division is used to characterize it, these drug lords will probably assign themselves to the ranks of the proletariat, although at best they are just rogue proletariats
Let's go, after watching through the car window for a while, Li Zaian spit out a breath, stretched out and kicked LeClose's back chair, and said in a muffled voice
The car started again and drove along the road. After walking less than a kilometer, we arrived at the entrance of the manor.
LeClose turned the steering wheel and just turned the car onto the gravel road leading to the manor. A pickup truck with various graffiti on his body was driven towards the front. The speed was very fast, and it must be no less than 80 miles.
LeClose didn't expect anyone to drive his car so fast in this private manor. Frightened, he instinctively twisted the steering wheel. Dodge Off-Road made a crossroad on the gravel path and plunged into the drainage channel on the side of the road.
Fortunately, the drainage canal is very wide, but not deep. After the car rushed down, the canal water didn't even pass by.
Li Zaian also didn't expect to encounter this situation in his manor. He was not prepared at all. The moment the car rushed into the drainage channel, the recoil force wrapped around him and jumped up from the back seat, and hit him on the tent.
When it slid down, Gray's big head hit the hips again, and he fell to the side, his chin hitting the backrest of the front seat, almost biting his tongue.
The hedge pickup truck almost rushed out of the manor gate with Dodge's rear, but it stopped suddenly until it got on the road, then slowly reversed, and finally stopped outside the manor gate.
When the car window rolled down, a girl's head poked out from inside and looked at the Dodge car in the rain.
Sir, are you okay? After LeClose held the car firmly, he hurriedly turned his head to check Li Zaian's condition. At the same time, he instinctively reached his hand under the passenger seat, where his usual Uz micro-rush
It's okay, Li Zaian rubbed his chin and answered casually, looking at the pickup truck through the window
Rain was flowing on the car window, and his vision was very bad, but Li Zaian still saw the girl's appearance. The girl was very young and pretty, but the makeup on her face was too thick, the lipstick was almost blue and black, and the eyeshadow was black like an addict with decades of drug addicts.
Li Zaian was looking at it, and the door flashed in the back seat of the pickup truck opened. A girl in light yellow hot pants held an umbrella and jumped out of the door, trotting all the way - it was Fraser's sister Luciana
Although LeClose and Li Zaian came to the manor not many times, he still knew Luciana. When he saw the little girl jump out of the car, he hurriedly stuffed the Uz that he had just taken back.
Li Zaian watched Luciana trot all the way to the drainage shore, looked into the car for a while, and then was about to slide down the mud, so he snatched the window in front of her.
Paul, are you okay? We... we didn't mean it. Seeing Li Zai'an rolling down the car window, it didn't look like something happened, Luciana gave up her plan to jump off the drainage channel. She stood on the bank and asked with a nervous look on her face
To be honest, no matter how strong Luciana is, in her heart, she is still quite afraid of Li Zaian.
Li Zaian ignored her and looked at the pickup truck not far away.
Because the car door was opened by Luciana, you can see some situations in the pickup truck. From the perspective of Li Zaian, you can see that there are at least six or seven people in the car with only two rows of seats.
In addition to the girl who looked at the window just now, there were at least two girls in the car. The one driving in the front seat of the car was a young man. Li Zaian couldn't see his appearance, but only saw him with half-length hair and a cobra tattooed on his shoulder on his left.
Perhaps because someone smokes in the carriage, the door is constantly filled with blue smoke. The graffiti on the body gives people a very decadent and rebellious feeling.
Who is that person? After looking at it for nearly half a minute, Li Zaian turned his head and looked at Luciana who was standing on the bank and asked in a deep voice.
Just a few friends, Luciana replied carefully, today is Bilianis' birthday, we have a small party for her
Well, tell your friend, don't drive the car so fast. Li Zaian didn't ask any more questions, and casually reminded him and rolled up the car window.
When the window slowly closed, Luciana turned around on the bank, stuck out her tongue in the direction of the pickup truck, and ran back trotting.
After a while, the pickup truck started again, and rushed out like crazy with a humming roar, heading straight to the city.
Li Zaian stroked Gray's soft chin with one hand, and watched the pickup truck gradually drift away at a speed of no less than 80 mph, and his dark eyebrows unconsciously raised, and said in a deep voice: Go and check what the people are from.
It seems like a sentence without beginning or end, but LeClose understands it very well
He started the car, stepped on the accelerator, drove Dodge out of the drainage channel, then took the brick-like mobile phone and dialed a number
With the power of the Morio organization in Sao Paulo, it is not difficult to find out the identity of the owner based on the license plate of a car.
What's more, looking at the graffiti on the body of the pickup truck, I also know that the young man driving is a mess on the road.
Not to mention that LeClose has already remembered the other party's license plate number, even if he can't remember it, it will not be difficult to pull the other party out based on the appearance of the car.
Li Zaian may not be a possessive and controlful person in his previous life, but in this life, especially after becoming the leader of Morio for so long, his mentality will inevitably change.
He had long regarded Luciana as his woman, but for Frazier's sake, he had not taken action for a long time.
Now there is a gangster who wants to take her to learn bad things. How can he tolerate this?
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