"Arrr, 22 souls sent to Davy Jones' locker in a ruckus 'mongst ruffians in Ecuador's grandest port!"
2025-03-07
Arrr, matey! In the grand port of Guayaquil, a ruckus 'mongst scallywags has sent 'bout two dozen swabs to Davy Jones' locker! A dozen and two fine lads were clapped in irons after Thursday's rowdy brawl. Avast, what a jolly mess we be in!
Arrr, lend me yer ear, mateys! In the bustling port of Guayaquil, the sea be churnin’ with blood as rival gang factions clash like roarin’ cannons! The ruckus erupted in the hood of Nueva Prosperina, where the notorious Los Tiguerones be squabblin' over territory like scallywags fightin' over a treasure map. Aye, nearly two dozen souls met Davy Jones on a fateful Thursday, and the local constable, Pablo Davila, be spoutin' tales of criminals knowin' each other's hides too well and lettin’ loose a hail of gunfire!But wait! In a bid to quell the chaos, the brave lads of law enforcement took to the streets, raidin’ about 200 dens o' iniquity, snatchin’ up guns and ammo like they be plunderin’ a Spanish galleon! Fourteen rascals got themselves nabbed, includin' a pair of wee scallywags, all with a rap sheet longer than a pirate’s flag. With President Daniel Noboa steerin’ the ship, the government be on a mighty crusade against these brigands, declar’in ‘em as terror-spoutin’ foes of the state!
As Noboa rallies the troopers, he promises his defenders, “Fear not, for I shall have yer backs!” So, raise a tankard for a fierce fight, me hearties, as the tides of law and order clash with the nefarious waves of crime!