A large truck full of goods, the inertia was too great to brake the car, and it crashed head-on into two cars crammed together. The car in front of it was directly crushed over, turned into a ball of flames and disappeared under the truck.

A small car rushed from his side, lifted by the air currents in the collision, flew past his line of sight in the blink of an eye, fell hard, and rolled forward. During the roll, the bumper that was thrown off flew up and smashed into another moving car, and he dodged in a panic, and the sound of another collision sounded repeatedly.

Zhang Xian's people were lucky, he was pushed forward by a big truck for more than 100 meters, and finally stopped.

The sedan was squeezed into two and a half compartments, but fortunately it saved its life.

"Hey, hey......" Zhang Xian heard that the voice was wrong on the phone, and kept shouting at him, he was so frightened that his legs were weak, and cold sweat flowed backwards, how could he care about answering the phone.

For a while, the car Naruto was noisy, and the noise became loud, and the traffic was paralyzed.

Two kilometers away, Mo Yao stopped leisurely on the side of the road, looking in the rearview mirror at the billowing smoke from the explosion of the car behind him, and his thin lips set off smug smile lines. For a professional-level racer, it is too small to create a car accident scene.

Starting and stepping on the gas, he drove easily towards Puerto Manzanillo.

Puerto Manzanillo is the largest port in Mexico, where hundreds of ships dock every day, and there are mountains of containers carrying goods on the shore, and countless logistics vehicles are waiting to load and unload their cargo.

It has all the prosperity of a trading power.

Mo Yao parked the car in the public parking lot of a transportation company and walked in, the alley made of containers was a little dark, and in the distance he could only see a huge reflection in the middle, a slender line of light, dim and faint.

The goods of the Mexican gangsters will not be docked until half past 10 o'clock, and there is still an hour before the transaction time.

Mo Yao had a faint hunch that the transaction would not be so smooth.

Time passed minute by minute, Beiying had already brought someone to the dock in advance to pick him up, and Mo Yao's visit this time was only due to a conjecture about someone and something. He subconsciously wanted to prove that his hunch was wrong.

Ten o'clock arrived, and the dull pounding of the clocks echoed through the docks.

Ding ding, ringing at the same time, there is also Chu Qiao's mobile phone message.

Chu Qiao took the phone strangely, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

This mobile phone was given to her by Zhang Xian, and there was only one Zhang Xian's number in it, and because it was inconvenient to call, she did not tell anyone about the number of this mobile phone.

Who could it be? Chu Qiao swiped the phone screen in confusion.

Mo Yao is in danger in Puerto Manzanillo, come quickly.

Chu Qiao jumped up from the bed with a spirit, and her first reaction was that the violent man of the iceberg was in danger, and she was going to save him!

After thinking about it in a blink of an eye, I felt that it was wrong, she was in danger to save her, her small arms and legs, she couldn't move a long stick and couldn't dance a gun, what could she do to save him? Besides, he can't solve the trouble that he is so crazy and domineering, how can she help if she goes?

This strange number is to tease her.

Thinking like this, Chu Qiao put down his phone with peace of mind and prepared to sleep.

Tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, she took out her phone again and dialed back the phone number she had texted.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is turned off."

Boring pranks!

Chu Qiao put down his phone and was about to fall asleep again, when suddenly the mobile phone message rang again.