Chapter 344: Whoever Hinders My Drug Enforcement is a Drug Trafficker!_3

Even the so-called new generation of Jalisco had no way of dealing with them; even El Mencho had to "cooperate" with them.

But now, the Jalisco New Generation was gone, and El Mencho was dead.

The Northern Army had arrived.

The Southern Drug Dealer Alliance, which he had joined, was now ordering a retreat, abandoning Michoacán.

"We... we can't hold it anymore, brother."

Osir Cardenas's own younger brother trembled as he spoke.

"We must hold, even if it means death! Are you all afraid to die? If we die, we die here."

"We can regroup somewhere else, if we all die, there's truly nothing left," his brother continued, only to be kicked to the ground by the furious Osir.

Holding a gun in his hand, Osir Cardenas shouted, "Whoever talks of running, I'll kill them! We cannot abandon Morelia!"

Sudden gunfire erupted outside.

The shouts of the Northern Army slowly drew nearer.

On the ground, his younger brother showed a look of struggle.