Chapter 482:

But at the same time, not far away, there were more than a dozen street roamers standing with their arms crossed, watching.

"Boss, what are these soldiers doing? Could it be a rebellion?!"

The leader was a big Black man, tall and broad, chewing… betel nut?

"Rebellion? With just this number of people? Let me tell you, Mexico's armed forces now exceed 500,000, including reserves and police. With just a few hundred people who haven't even left Coahuila State, they'd get crushed. I bet it's the city hall folks who pissed off the soldiers. Those who carry weapons won't waste time playing reason games with pen-pushers."

This analysis made his underlings admire him even more.

"Boss, you really know a lot."

"Heh heh, how many times have I told you guys? Drink more hot water, read the newspaper, eat fewer snacks, and get more sleep. Knowledge doesn't just fall into your lap, unless you're waiting for it to knock on your door?"

"Boss…"