Mexican Robin Hood Murdered While Getting His Face And Fingerprints Surgically Modified

A gang leader in Mexico has been killed while undergoing plastic surgery to disguise his identity by changing his face and erasing his fingerprints.
Officials said gunmen burst into the clinic in the city of Puebla and killed Jesus Martin, known as El Kalimba, while he was on the operating table.
Police said the murder seemed to result from a dispute between rival gangs.
They said Martin had been running an operation illegally siphoning fuel from pipelines.
The business has become Mexico’s second-biggest organised crime after drug trafficking.

Oh man. I love this story. It feels like a movie and probably will be one day. It’s like the Mexican fuel version of Robin Hood. Although, our dead pal really needs to work on that nickname. Pipesucker? Doesn’t really give off that fear sense that you are looking for like say… Viper! Or Cobra. But I respect his Robin Hood vibe.

Jesus Martin was known as a “Huachicolero” or a “chupaducto” (pipesucker). He had been running an operation that illegally tapped pipelines, stealing fuel for cheap resale.
The “Huachicoleros” siphon off the fuel and then sell it on at half the market price on busy highroads, costing Mexico’s oil company millions of dollars in lost revenue.
The gang bosses also donate fuel on special holidays to local communities to garner favour.
Thousands of families are now engaged in this illegal activity.
The new business has inspired its own subculture and saint, “The Infant Huachicolero”, to whom locals pray and make offerings in the hope of receiving protection and prosperity.

If I was a Mexican crime lord, I’d be getting my face altered every day to avoid going to Mexican jail. This would be the soundtrack of my life.

I’d be taking Percocets. Molly and Percocets to deal with the pain of all the operations. Crime rings are fascinating. It doesn’t matter if they are in the jungles of Columbia, the nacro-oil rings of Venezuela, or good ole fashioned Mexican cartels, organized crime puts asses in the seats and heads rolling in the streets.

Must stink when you are the leader of an organized crime unit and you end up deader than shit. You didn’t even get the chance to escape from a tunnel that was miles long through your pantry. All that effort ruined. Kinda sad when you think about it.