155. Victor is going to be unlucky

Mexico City, 12:40 a.m.

Bar Street, near the Boulevard de la Reforma, is at its busiest at the moment, with a long queue at the entrance of the bar called Coco Bongo, filled with the smell of hormones. Girls dressed up in sexy and voluptuous clothes kissed young men in floral shirts and jeans in the street, unrestrained Latin music played on the stereo at the door, and some people dressed as Superman, holding a girl with one hand, causing countless people to scream. By the cordon at the door, there were four stout bodyguards with fierce faces, but no one seemed to take them seriously, and they also looked at the crowd with expressionless faces, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"I really don't want to go here." Mo Lei, who was standing outside the team, looked helplessly at Sanchez and one of his "girlfriends" beside him. I really didn't understand what this guy's brain circuit looked like, and after killing people and walking around from life and death, he was in the mood to come here to drink, and said that it was mainly to ask himself to thank himself for saving his life. What the is this, I don't want to go, I really don't want to go.

"We have a proverb here: when you don't sleep, you eventually need to eat. Mexico City is the city that never sleeps, Mo, you will love this place. Our Mexican girls are guaranteed to make you feel right at home. Sanchez's face was full of eagerness, he was waiting for a call, and in order to cut the line, he specifically found a classmate who was said to have some authority.

Sanchez has gone home to change a set of clothes, and the one Mo Lei is wearing is also Sanchez's, which looks a little fat, but it is just right to go to nightclubs.

Mo Lei slandered in his heart, if I really want to have an affair, I won't accompany you to kill, and there is a Mexican girl sitting next to me in the afternoon. However, his good feelings for Sanchez increased a lot, at the last moment, he was close to a killer who came out of Pashat's car, Sanchez rushed over and hugged the killer when he had no bullets, and was almost broken by the killer's throat, but fortunately, Mo Lei backhanded his yin and cut the killer's neck when he turned around, the killer sprayed Sanchez with blood, and Sanchez also vomited in the dark.

But because of this, Sanchez simply regarded Mo Lei as a god, and he asked Mo Lei to quickly evacuate to the safe house he rented outside before the police arrived, indicating that he had completely trusted this guy in his heart.

"Don't worry, I won't tell Tina. We are brothers. Sanchez suddenly remembered something, and quickly patted Mo Lei on the shoulder to show his determination. However, his mobile phone rang, but after he answered the phone, he looked at Mo Lei with a sad face, "It's all you, you said you don't want to go, you don't want to go, but my classmate told me that his friend's phone couldn't get through, we have to continue to wait, queue, my God, I'm a policeman, I actually have to queue." ”

"Brother, let's change the house, this kind of place, this is not suitable for me." Mo Lei knew in his heart that it was probably Sanchez's so-called authoritative classmate who had no intention of helping to cut the queue at all. But this was right in the middle, so he quickly changed a somewhat reluctant but helpless expression, grabbed Sanchez's shoulder with one hand and walked out.

Sanchez belonged to the team that was "hijacked" by Mo Lei, and behind them, the "girlfriend" rushed over and shouted at Sanchez, "Didn't you say that you can skip the queue again?" You liar. ”

"Is this your girlfriend?" Watching the girl leave angrily, Mo Lei asked Sanchez beside him in surprise.

Sanchez raised his hand and rubbed his nose, and pushed away Mo Lei's hand on his shoulder, his big white teeth shining, "I just met, but we are different from you, we are together if we like it, and if we don't like it, we will leave immediately." Let's go, let's change places? ”

Passing through the traffic jammed on the street, the two walked side by side to the underground parking lot opposite. Sanchez suddenly looked sideways at Mo Lei and said seriously, "But I think Tina is not that kind of person." ”

"What kind of person?"

"She's different from other girls, liking someone must be the kind that thinks about it for a long time, and then goes to the soup and is desperate." Sanchez had a look of fascination.

"Please!" Mo Lei subconsciously looked back at the corner where they had just walked into the basement and told Sanchez, "Don't like her so much, you'll get hurt." ”

"Brother, I'm already hurt." Sanchez made an exaggerated expression and pulled the car keys out of his pocket. His Ferrari was riddled with bullet holes, and it should have been in the corner of some repair shop by now. Sanchez could only drive a farmer's car belonging to a police colleague, but Mo Lei thought it was a good car, at least very low-key and unobtrusive.

Forty minutes later, the two appeared in front of a bar on Roma Street with the bold name of Los Insurgentes. On the way, Sánchez told Mo Lei that the bar specializes in bourge, which is a fermented liquor made from the heart of agave grass, the ancestor of all tequilas. However, Mo Lei is not interested in this thing, after all, it is impossible for him to drink, and he has been concerned about whether there is anyone following him, and he can only respond to the topic of Sanchez without a match.

Sanchis was actually very excited to go out to the bar with his Chinese brothers around him, after all, in his heart, he was still a little jealous of the guy in front of him. But Mo Lei saved his life, and he was very curious about Mo Lei's identity, so he thought that if this brother surnamed "Zhou" really went with a hot girl, then it would prove that Brother Zhou didn't love Tina, and he could pursue Tina in a bright way. Otherwise, quit yourself. But whoever escapes from the girl's hand in that atmosphere is simply a god, or there is something wrong with his physiology.

"The first floor here is the most lively place, the second and third floors are quieter, and the fourth floor is not interesting." Sanchez and Mo Lei hurriedly walked to the door, took out the documents on their bodies, and motioned for Mo Lei to also take out their passports and hand them to the security personnel. On the way, he asked Mo Lei to hold the pistol for himself, and here, he could enter with a gun. And he believed that someone else had brought weapons in, depending on the doorman.

Walking into the first floor, the deafening sound of music accompanied by the hot pavement, the lively CLUB dance floor was chaotic, and countless men and women writhed their waists and raised their hands under the roar of the DJ. On both sides of the porch, several coolly dressed women enthusiastically served fruit to the two guests. With a wave of his hand, Sánchez motioned for one of the tall and skinny girls to take them to the third floor, through a deep hallway, where the neon lights on the floor and the lights on the walls complemented each other, and the skinny girls led them inside, pressed them on the wall, the lights on the wall disappeared, and a double door opened inward.

Turning on the soft light in the room, the skinny girl turned away. Mo Lei looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, from which he could see the dance floor on the first floor and the flashing lights, but the sound could not be transmitted at all, and the room was exceptionally quiet.

The interior is large, at least 40 square meters, and on the right side of the entrance is a group of soft sofas, the back of which is as high as the emperor's dragon chair, and the beech armrests are rubbed to give off an oily shine. A coffee table with an illegible material is piled with wine and fruit, and the open cigar box is full of cigars, and the lid part of the box is a butane lighter and cigar cutter.

Looking at Mo Lei, who was standing on the side of the floor-to-ceiling glass and looking downstairs, Sanchez stretched his legs and moaned lazily on the sofa, and told Mo Lei loudly, "Don't worry, you can't see us downstairs, and what if you can see it?" This is the VIP room of a powerful friend of mine, and ordinary people can't come to it at all. ”

Glancing back at the complacent Sanchez, Mo Lei had a headache, this grandson kept talking on the road on the road, and then came here, I really don't know where his little policeman came from. Moreover, the VIP private room can't come up to the enemy? It's a miracle that this guy survived. Although Mo Lei knew that Sanchez was grateful to himself, and secondly, he wanted to show off in front of himself.

"You can bring your pistol, but no one else's? Every time you make a phone call, one more person knows where you want to go and what you want to do. Mexico City should not have a hard time trying to track your tracks. ”

"Zhou, I think you're thinking like an agent? Say, "What are you doing in our country?" Sanchez smiled as he picked up the cigar from the coffee table, expertly cut off a piece with a cigar cutter, and held it in his mouth.

"The professional agent will be ten thousand times stronger than me."

Of course, Mo Lei would not say that he was willing to come over, and he was willing to drive around Mexico City with Sanchez in the middle of the night, and he also wanted to see if there was a tail behind him. The coyote said that Volks's side of the Chinese community was silent, which made Mo Lei feel afraid, you don't know when the enemy will appear and what method will be used, you will always live on alert. And this eternity, there are only 20 days left.

There was a soft knock at the door, accompanied by laughter and talking, and a group of women in tight dresses pushed open the box door and walked in, accompanied by the thin girl who had just taken the seat. The girl's eyeshadow was very heavy, like the dark circles under her eyes that were smeared with black paint, which made her eyes under her long eyelashes look more than twice as big, but when she laughed, she looked very weird with white teeth under her red lips. However, the women she brought over, all of them were charming and charming, and they walked unceremoniously towards Sanchez and Mo Lei respectively before they came in, and the fragrance instantly filled the entire room.

"Sanchez." Mo Lei politely let go of the hug of the woman next to him, strode to the coffee table, and pulled Sanchez, who was hugging left and right, from the sofa, "A friend is here, it seems that we have to go back." ”

Looking at Mo Lei, who had always been gentle, suddenly became grim, Sanchez hurriedly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out. The dance floor was still full of demons dancing and the lights were flickering, and at the top of the stairs, several girls were scratching their heads beside the stairs, and he didn't see anything unusual.

"It's looking for me. Walk. ”

Mo Lei patted Sanchez on the shoulder and walked out of the door first. Sanchez nodded apologetically to the girls, took out five 1,000-peso bills from his pocket and threw them on the coffee table, and quickly followed Mo Lei's pace.

Victor.

That mercenary, Volks' mercenary.

This time I'm going to catch a live one.