Horace. Gotha left, got carte blanche from the boss, and as long as the Mexican side needed weapons, find a way to provide them with them, and moreover, as soon as possible.

After he left, Tang Dao glanced at the little angel and then turned to Robert, an old man who was almost seventy years old with a flat expression.

"Go and rest, too." In the end, Tang Dao still didn't want to explain too much to them, his caution became distorted, and even everyone he saw had a suspicious eye, unkind and ruthless!

Tang Dao was left alone in the room, and his breathing was a little rude.

He has a rough plan for Mexico to start a flour war!

Of course, in this regard, the large-scale purchase of these weapons and ammunition may be due to "self-preservation", which is also funny, 120,000 regular troops, but 130,000 elite militants, and even 120,000 inside, and most of them are "spies", betrayal, deception, lies, etc., are very common in this regular army.

Who can say no to a doorstep delivery of dollars?

Perhaps: Jesus—Christ can?

Tang Dao got up and made a phone call, only to see the area code: 52, and the number behind it was blocked by his hand, and he couldn't see clearly, "Hey, I got you a job." ”

……

Mexico. Chihuahua City.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, echoing in the abandoned factory, revealing a figure lying on the ground, blood flowing, hands tied behind their backs, mouth sealed with transparent tape, a woman, with a dark face, apparently abused before she died.

The killer was a middle-aged man with pigtails, but perhaps of African descent, with a slightly dark face, holding a Colt in his hand, chewing gum, clicking, unloading the bullet clip, and throwing it on the corpse, "Drop her at the municipal gate." ”

"Yes!" The boy next to him shouted excitedly.

"Boss Spencer, there's a call to find you." A stout man with a giant bear tattoo on his body gave him his mobile phone, "Those guys in Mexico City." ”

Spencer's eyes narrowed, he took the phone, and casually threw the gun to the other party, "Hey." ”

"Good afternoon, man." The tone of the person opposite was flat, and he didn't mean to see good at all.

"Aren't you dead yet? Ji'an? Then I'm certainly not very good. Spencer said, tugging at the corners of his mouth.

The other party was quiet for a while before he spoke again, "Okay, I'm not telling you this nonsense, I'm talking to you about business." ”

Spencer snorted twice, and although his face was not convinced, he listened anyway, "My informant told me that the gang was preparing to attack us to flaunt ridiculous justice, and that order had been placed with a company that was in Chihuahua. ”

Those guys?!

Spencer, of course, knows who it is, and they are hurting the rights of the other group, and in Mexico, people like Spencer have too much to say, and if they want to take it back, there will inevitably be a bit of conflict in the middle.

"That company!" Spencer's tone was arrogant, "I'll take people to kill them." ”

Ji An on the other side said in a very serious tone, "No, what I want to tell you is that don't trouble that company, you can't afford to mess with it." ”

This understatement annoyed Spencer, who was accustomed to arrogance in Chihuahua!

"Just tell me what company it is!"

Ji'an said: "Savior." ”

This name always made Spencer feel very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and snorted a few times, "You don't need to take care of things in Chihuahua City, this is what we have agreed on." ”

Ji'an said cautiously, "I just don't want you to be wrong. ”

"Who dies doesn't have to be." Spencer hung up impatiently, he hated the preachy tone.

Mexico City.

In a villa, Ji'an, who was hung up, was not angry at all, and threw his mobile phone on the sofa, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Idiot! ”

He and Spencer are actually people from the Sinaloa Group, one of the top ten organizations in Mexico, this group is legendary, there have been more than 20 world's most wanted criminals, with a total amount of up to 17 million US dollars, and Jian is the leader of a new generation, in the competition with Spencer, he has won the support of most people, but because Spencer's background is also relatively thick, so, in the later liquidation, he did not die, but was sent to Chihuahua City, but Ji'an is not happy, does not cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and his back is always cold.

Therefore, when the rumors of the "flour war" began to spread in the market, Gian began to have an idea in his heart, asking Spencer to explore the road for himself first, and by the way, test the bottom line of Mexico.

"I'm sorry, Spencer." Ji'an whispered, but he didn't look like he was apologizing at all.

Spencer inquired from Ma Tsai about the "Savior" company, and it turned out that he had blackmailed him, but he didn't pay attention to what the other party's name was.

"Bring people! Come with me! Spencer pondered, fanfare.

"Boss, boss," Ma Tsai hurriedly said, "what are we going to do?" ”

Spencer glanced at him, "Trouble with that company, they upset me." ”

Ma Tsai swallowed, "They are multinational companies, and they are arms dealers, we..."

"This is the city of Chihuahua! It's not outsiders who have the final say, it's the Spencer Group that has the final say. Spencer looked at Ma Zai and said word by word, this sense of oppression made Ma Zai very nervous, and besides, he didn't admit that he was a Sinaloa person, and he began to set up his own group? Are you ready to break with the boss of Ji'an?

Ma Zai thought a lot, but Spencer didn't think so much, Mexico, it's dark!

……

Municipality of Chihuahua, municipal.

47-year-old Mecca sat in the security booth, looking outside, his eyes were full of his 21-year-old shadow, he has been here for 26 years, he has feelings, even the AK47 next to him is full of feelings, but the mood has not been very good recently, the female leader who will greet him every day at work, disappeared inexplicably?

This made Mecca feel a little uncomfortable.

Boom Boom!

A violent roar came, Mecca stood up suspiciously, looked out from the sentry box, had already picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand, as long as he found that something was wrong, he called the security personnel inside, he saw a van, obviously modified, otherwise how could there be such a sound, rushed towards the door, in Mecca's surprised eyes came a drift, the ground was pulled out of a long tire print.

Before Mecca could translate, the back door opened, and a ... Corpse?!

The man inside gave the middle finger to the timid Mecca.

Mecca assured that he was absolutely not mistaken, it was definitely a corpse, he picked up his gun and ran out of the sentry box, and saw the corpse on the ground, the blood had dried up, and most importantly, it turned out to be Ms. Mandy, who had been missing for several days.

Killed!

He immediately felt angry, picked up the AK47 and was about to strafe, but when the hand was on the trigger, it stopped again, he was afraid, afraid of the other party's retaliation, he still had a wife, a family, he felt that Mandy on the ground was "watching" him, which made him feel stressed.

Just as he was about to collapse, the security guards who heard the movement inside also rushed out, and everyone was stunned when they saw Mandy lying on the ground.

"The female chief was killed! A crackdown on Chihuahua City flour has been announced! 》

……