Casare glanced at everyone present and whispered softly, "General, should we check who wrote this?"
During crowded occasions, address by titles!
"What for? Afraid I'll die from anger?" Victor laughed and waved his hand, "It just feels like we are the villains."
"Since they call me a Tyrant, I'll show them what tyranny is. How many people are still in the prison?"
"About 110,000 drug traffickers."
"Kill them all!"
Hiss!
A collective gasp filled the office.
"They want to free the drug traffickers, then I will give them a humane destruction," Victor said nonchalantly, but the murderous intent in his tone was unmistakable.
Victor didn't explain why, and they didn't ask.
But everyone knew clearly, the upcoming battle would be prolonged and bloody. Keeping these drug traffickers would only bring more troubles. If there were disturbances in the rear during the war, it would be better to resolve it completely.
What about sending them for medical research?
