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Boom~
Confetti scattered.
Applause thundered.
In the central square of Mexicali, a grand award ceremony was being held.
Victor and Alejandro were rewarding individuals who had performed exceptionally during the "Mexicali Drug War."
"Congratulations, young man, I hope you keep up the good work!"
Carlos, nicknamed Rookie, excitedly took the "First Class Mexican Combat Hero Medal" and a check for half a million Pesos from Alejandro's hands. His thighs were so stiff that he could hardly move as he descended the stage.
"That's awesome! Let me take a look." His teammate quickly "snatched" the medal from his hands—it was about the width of two fingers, with Victor's portrait on the front and a phrase on the back that read: "¡¡Siempre leal a Víctor! (Always loyal to Victor!)"
"This is real," his teammate said, surprised at the heft of the medal.
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"This is real, Director Victor, are these made of gold?" A female reporter shouted.