On a highway between Texas and Mexico, a car slowly pulls off the road and drives deep into the wilderness on land where there are no roads at all.

The yellow sand and knife-like cut-like mounds are the characteristics of the Texas wilderness, and this landform feature has been used many times in the wild-poison scene in "Breaking Bad", in this hell-like land that should not have any grass, God has played a joke with the world here and scattered green, which cannot cover the yellow sand, and the yellow sand cannot swallow the green.

suV drove straight through the wilderness, leaving the trail of the car behind its buttocks: "Father, it's dangerous for us to go to meet the Mexicans. ”

There were only two people in the car, one was Father Evan, the priest who accepted J's confession and killed J, and the other was Omar, who personally sent the Nepalese dog's leg into J's abdomen. This time, Omar did not carry a Nepalese dogleg, and he had a large-caliber pistol pinned to his waist, a silver-white classic M500 revolver with a load of five rounds.

"Otherwise, what can I do?" The priest squinted his eyes, as if he were resisting the sun in the wilderness.

Omar said as he drove: "Didn't you say it depends on how much sincerity the Mexicans have?" I think they're very sincere, and they're willing to let you occupy two streets in San Antonio, and these two streets can sell $10,000 a day, which is much stronger than our town, why did you refuse? ”

After the car 'empty' bump in the mine, the priest immediately grabbed the seat belt next to him and buckled it himself, not at all like a gang leader who was hungry for excitement: "Omar, if you want to become the next black leader of Montek, the first thought you need to give up is how much advantage you can take, but how much you will lose because of this advantage." ”

"It's true that the market in San Antonio is bigger than in Monteck, and two streets make $3,000 more than a small town, but once we get used to it, what we lose is that the whole Monteke drug market is shut down, and the blacks who grew up in the rush lose the courage to carry guns. The most important point is that the city of San Antonio is too far away, and it will take too much effort for us to control it, and even if we control it, the Mexicans and the motorcycle party in Antonio are still the biggest threat. ”

"As soon as the business in the city of Antonio exceeds all the income of the other businesses in the town of Monteque, we will be reluctant to let those businesses disappear, and then we will have to do whatever the Mexicans want us to do, and your throat will be in the hands of someone else."

Omar listened for a long time, and when he came to his senses, suddenly the brakes of the family fell down, and the suV was suffocated in the wilderness: "Then what are you talking to them about?" ”

"You haven't had enough of the days when the police were chased on the streets for selling drugs? Without drugs, the chances of the police catching us are much lower. ”

"Father, if you make up your mind to refuse them, these men will definitely kill you if they invite us to such a remote place."

“I－know。” The priest replied with no sternness at all, and a smile on his face.

"Then why don't you go back now?"

Evan Basdale reached over and twisted the car keys, and Omar watched him with a throttle under his feet, and when the car started again, the priest said, "Because if the black man backs down this time, he will never be on the Mexican table in his life." Don't forget that we're just small-town gangsters, and if you want to gain respect in such a small place, you have to tell those people that not only are you not afraid of death, but they can't kill you. ”

"Let's go."

That's why Evan Busdale brought Omar out, and the town's godfather is eager for a successor.

The suV continued to walk through the wilderness, and when they saw the other two Mustang sedans, they were faced with eight Mexicans of Latino decognizable descent by their faces, all eight of them standing in front of the cars, each with a gun in his hand, not a pin, and one of them holding an mP5 in his hand.

"Father, you'll burrow into the grass after the other party shoots, and I can shoot two of them at the first time, and the rest of the fire will cover me with this guy's death......" Omar, a battle-hardened man, calculated the situation.

The priest sat in the car and asked, "And then?" ”

"I'm dead, good luck to you." Omar was not joking, and his expression was stern.

"Hahahaha." The priest smiled merrily, and Omar frowned, keeping as calm as he could in the tension he had never felt before, for the moment was a mortal situation.

Touch.

The door was opened by the priest, and he walked down.

Omar took a deep breath in the car and pushed the door open the next second.

The priest walked forward in the wilderness, Omar followed, holding the m500 in his hand as he went, he regretted bringing this handsome gun, if it weren't for the fact that the blacks liked the Bling-Bling stuff, he could have taken an mP5, at least not in the first shot.

"Omar, can you read the license plates of the two cars on the other side?"

"Lone-sTaR (Lone Star State); X49wn and XoPe9. ”

The priest recalled, the smile on his face even brighter, and Omar walked over at all and hugged one of the leading men: "Hey, my partner, my Mexican boy. ”

The man had never imagined that Monteck's blacks were so passionate.

"Father." The man opposite has a mustache that Mexicans love very much, and his whole face is as fierce as Danny Tejo, the star of the Hollywood movie "Machete".

When the two separated, the Mexican took the lead and said: "My boss was very dissatisfied with the results of the last negotiations, he did not want to hand over the Montec line to the black people, we have enough manpower." And you, after promising to stop all the drug business in Monteque, refuse our respects, and refuse to accept two streets in the city of San Antonio, you embarrass me, Father, what do you really want? ”

"I'm so sorry." The priest responded: "I'm old, I had to ask 'mY-BoY' Omar when I came here just now to know that your car number has determined your identity, how can such an old man go to Antonio City to grab land with those young people?" ”

"Why don't you go back and talk to your Mexican bosses, they can hand over the drug transportation business in Montec to us, you are in charge of getting to Montec through the border in Guò, and we are in charge of transporting these things out of Montec. In order to better gain the trust of both parties, I am willing to pay a deposit of 10 million US dollars, and the amount of drugs transported is only 5 million US dollars, what do you think? ”

The Mexican stared at the priest for a long time: "I need to ask the boss's opinion. ”

"I'll wait." The priest was not at all alarmed.

The Mexican walked behind the two Mustang cars with the phone, bypassed the red one, and made a call near the butt of the blue one.

Three minutes later, he walked back with a satisfied expression on his face: "Father, our boss said that after the fall of the TT Gang, you blacks are the only Mexican ...... in Monteque"

"Supporters." The priest gave an answer first.

"Opponents." The Mexican suddenly raised his gun, and at that moment, eight people, eight guns were aimed at Evan Basdale and Omar.

The priest looked at the Mexican in front of him: "So, I have to die?" ”

The Mexican replied, "If you're smart enough, you should know that when you come." ”

The atmosphere became awkward.

"Omar, can you transform into Superman and take me away now?" After the priest said this jokingly, he turned to the side and said, "I have two thousand dollars in my pocket, can I choose a place to die?" ”

The Mexicans looked at each other: "What kind of tricks are you playing?" ”

"Omar, throw the gun on the ground." Evan looked at the Mexican and said, "Doesn't this look like there is no chance to play tricks?" Are you eight still afraid that the two of us will run away? All I ask is to walk ten meters forward and light a cigarette for yourself so you don't have to take the blood-stained $2,000 from the blood-stained corpse. ”

The Mexican nodded slowly, reaching out to swap his pistol with the guy holding the mP5 next to him, he didn't believe that the two men in front of him could get past the mP5.

Ten meters, this is the distance to death.

When the priest walked over and stood in the middle of the cars in the wilderness, he slowly turned and felt for his pocket, and as he touched it, he said, "I still need a cigarette, don't worry." ”

"Hey, Mexican boy, do you know what I think about every day?" Slowly, he took out a very small thing, like a car lock remote control: "I think about it every day...... Who the - wants to kill me! ”

The priest's finger pressed down on the remote control.

Rumble!

Two huge fireballs exploded from the bodies of the two Mustang cars, and the two cars suddenly rose into the air under the huge explosive force, and the eight people in front of the cars were scattered like shattered glass shards and were swept away by the air waves, and the weeds on both sides were all bent over in the crazy fluctuations of the air current.

Call.

A strong impetus came from ten meters away, and the old and frail priest was pushed by the force to sit directly on the ground, while Omar was slightly better, and after a few steps back in a row, he finally stood still.

Touch.

Two Mustang cars, completely unrecognizable, fell over and down, and after the dust had passed, the full appearance of the cars appeared before the priest's eyes, and the doors of the two cars were completely blown open, not to mention the distortion of different ways.

The fire was burning in the car, and the priest kept stabbing his hands in the ears and eyes as he slowly stood up on the ground, the explosion just now was so shocking that Evan was still ringing in his ears.

"Priest!"

"Father, are you alright?"

Omar spoke loudly, apparently with brief deafness in his ears from the violent explosion.

The priest was helped up by Omar, and he yelled at the Mexicans who had been blown around, some stunned, some lying on the ground wailing: "Ever since you killed the TT Gang, I knew it would be my turn one day, I-Know-IT!" ”

"So I sent someone to Mexico to buy on-board explosives, and all of them were placed in your cars that were competing with the TT gang for the low-end ** market, and I always made sure that when you wanted to kill me, you would also drive these vehicles. This is the secret of Evan Basdell's ability to live in Montek for so many years, he will always be further than you think; He will always be more willing to spend money than you! ”

"You have seven vehicles in Montec, and those seven vehicles of explosives have me extorted nearly two million dollars from Mexican arms dealers!" The priest panted and said, "Now, someone has to pay." ”

"Omar!"

“KILL－Them－aLL！！！”

Evan Busdell was like a lion in the wilderness, waving his dusty sleeves and pointing at everyone lying on the ground.

Omar, on the other hand, reached out and picked up the gun on the ground, and slowly walked towards the Mexicans.

Bump, bumper ......

The wilderness was full of gunfire.