Perhaps because of his frustration, Dennis yelled at the driver, "Hey, can you turn off the music?" ”

The driver, as if he couldn't understand French, stepped on the accelerator and let the car move forward. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

"Do you speak Mexican?" Dennis turned to Wang Hai and asked.

The Mexicans speak Spanish, and Wang Hai is not too proficient to communicate, so he said to the driver: "Friend, can you turn off the music?" ”

The driver suddenly pulled out a pistol from under his chair and pointed it at the comer, turned around and shouted, "Shut up, you two idiots." ”

Wang Hai turned his head and looked at Dennis, it seems that the security in Mexico is really bad, and this is worthy of the highest crime rate in the world, and the two of them just got off the plane when they encountered a robbed taxi.

"Fool, put your hands up!" The driver yelled.

Wang Hai and Dennis put their hands up.

The car was still speeding in the lane, and it was not a good idea for the driver to rob while driving, and accidentally almost hit the car in the next lane.

"Be careful." Wang Hai reminded.

The driver hurriedly turned the steering wheel to return the car to his lane, and looked back at the two foreign guests again, how could he feel that there was not the slightest expression of fear on their faces? Wang Hai and Dennis's composure made the driver a little flustered, and wanted to end the deal quickly, so he drove the car into a back alley with a dozen steering wheels. "Alright, get me off now." The driver opened the door and shouted.

Wang Hai and Dennis obediently got out of the car.

"Put your hands on the door, hurry!" The driver urged, and when he saw the two of them doing so, he thought that he had caught two big fish, and the foreigner must have a lot of cash on him. The driver reached out and touched Wang Hai's body, and soon felt a hard object on his waist, and when he pulled it out, he saw that it was also a gun. "Who are you?" The driver exclaimed in surprise.

"What do you say?" Wang Hai turned around abruptly as he spoke, and snatched the two guns from the driver's hands at an astonishing speed.

The driver was also smart, and immediately raised his hands and shouted: "Don't kill me!" As he spoke, he knelt on the ground, no longer having the arrogant momentum he had just now.

Dennis turned to look at the driver and said to Wang Hai dissatisfiedly: "We are not here to play, you should quickly deal with him." With that, he opened the door and sat in the car again.

Wang Hai pointed a gun at the driver while opening the driver's door and asked, "Is this car yours?" ”

"Yes, yes." The driver hurriedly replied, and said pitifully, "I bought it with my hard-earned money, and if you don't believe it, you can look at my documents, it's in the drawer." ”

Wang Hai opened the drawer in the car and found the driver's license and driving license, compared the photos above to confirm that the car was indeed this guy, threw the documents back and said: "I want to borrow this car first, you better not call the police, otherwise you will never have to drive again." ”

The robber was going to take away the car, and the driver was very unhappy in his heart, but he was still happy to be able to save his life, and immediately nodded and responded: "Please, it's yours now, as long as you don't kill me." ”

Wang Hai sat in the driver's seat, disassembled the driver's pistol into parts, threw it out, stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the alley.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Dennis sat down in the back and asked, then added, "Maybe he'll call the police." ”

"He's not going to call the police because no one here will trust the police." Wang Hai replied.

Dennis stared at Wang Hai in the rearview mirror of the car, a little curious, Wang Hai seemed to know the city very well.

Half an hour later, Wang Hai parked the car in front of a Chinese restaurant in a remote alley, turned back to Dennis and said, "Let's go in and have a bite to eat." ”

Dennis was indeed a little hungry after sitting on the plane for so long, and he didn't have any opinion about eating, but just reminded: "Don't forget the purpose of our visit." ”

Wang Hai smiled: "Don't worry, I've already planned, let's eat something first." ”

Dennis followed Wang Hai into the restaurant, because it was still the peak season for dining, so the restaurant seemed a little calm. In fact, Dennis is still very fond of Chinese food, and after sitting down, he said in Chinese without a menu: "I want lion's head, braised pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, boiled fish, and two bowls of rice." After speaking, he preached to Wang Hai in French, "I want so much, you can order what you want." ”

Wang Hai only asked for an egg noodle, and then said to Dennis: "You wait here first, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

"Hmm." Dennis replied casually, thinking about how to save Sun Ling from the poison god Houston.

After Wang Hai left his seat, he didn't really go to the bathroom, but made a corner and went directly to the second floor.

At the staircase on the second floor stood a Chinese man, more than seven meters tall, dressed in green clothes, looking like a practitioner. When the man saw Wang Hai, he stretched out his hand to stop the way and said in English: "Sir, I'm sorry, this place is closed to the public. ”

Wang Hai said in Chinese: "I came to find Yao Fei. ”

The man immediately became alert, looked at Wang Hai again, and asked, "Do you have an appointment?" ”

Wang Hai shook his head and said, "No, no." After speaking, he said, "I'm in a hurry this time, but Yao Fei and I are old friends, you just need to tell him that I am Mr. Sima, and I promise that he will meet me." ”

The man looked at Wang Hai again, took out the phone from his pocket and dialed the number, and then spoke in Chinese: "Boss, there is a gentleman who has not made an appointment and wants to see you, and he calls himself Mr. Sima. Okay, I see. The man hung up the phone and said to Wang Hai, "I need you to hand over all the weapons on you." ”

Wang Hai didn't speak, but handed over all the weapons and equipment on his body to the man, including the hidden knives.

"Please come with me." The man turned around and led Wang Hai down the corridor and walked inside.

Wang Hai glanced at the red wooden door at the end, it was not the first time he had come here. In fact, the restaurant is just a cover, in fact it is a black market bank. Although Juarez is the city with the highest crime rate in the world, the profits generated by the gangs every day are also very considerable, and the black market banks can not let go of the opportunity to make a fortune here.

Wang Hai had been in and out of Juarez several times when he was still Sima Yun, and he would come to this black market bank every time, so he was also an acquaintance with the person in charge here.

Behind the red wooden door at the end is not a room, but a hidden elevator that takes one to a black market bank hidden underground. Yao Fei, the head of the black market bank, is sitting in his office, he is just 40 years old this year, and becoming the regional head of the black market bank at such a young age shows that he still has a long way to go in the future, and he may eventually become a director of a black market bank.

The amount of wealth and information at the disposal of a director of a black market bank is staggering, and any decision can change the fate of hundreds of thousands of people.

Yao Fei has a baby face, so he usually has a tense face to make himself look stricter. At this time, Yao Fei couldn't get up strictly, the reason was that this Mr. Sima he was about to meet. There are not many people with the surname Sima in this world, and there is only one person I know, and that is Sima Yun, the top killer of the killer group.

Isn't Sima Yun already dead? Yao Fei was very cautious, the news of Sima Yun's death had not yet been confirmed, and he also learned from his colleagues that Sima Yun's account was operating in different regions. If Sima Yun was really alive, then Yao Fei would never dare to offend this black diamond client of a black market bank, because before becoming a director, any complaint from a black diamond client could shatter his dream of being a director.

After thinking about it for a while, Yao Fei still decided to go over to greet him in person, after all, it was a black diamond customer, and he couldn't be lazy.

Yao Fei walked from his office to the elevator, took a picture of the smooth elevator door, and stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, so that a good appearance would not affect the mood of the guests.

"Ding" The elevator door opened.

Yao Fei saw his subordinates walk out first, followed by another Chinese man behind him, his brows immediately furrowed, he personally walked into the elevator to take a look, and after making sure that there was no one else, he turned around and shouted at his subordinates: "What about Mr. Sima?" As he spoke, his eyes fell on Wang Hai, and he could see from the expressions of his subordinates that this was the so-called Mr. Sima. Who are you? "Yao Fei, do you just let your guests stand at the elevator entrance and talk to you like this?" Wang Hai asked rhetorically. Yao Fei saw that Wang Hai was extraordinary, and he knew his name, so he didn't seem to be an ordinary person. However, Wang Hai was a stranger to him after all, so he made a look for caution and let his men follow. "Here, please." Yao Fei said and led the way in front, but did not bring Wang Hai into his office or VIP room, but into an ordinary reception room.

Wang Hai could see from Yao Fei's expression that he didn't trust him, but he didn't care about this, who made his current appearance not Sima Yun, as the person in charge of a black market bank, it was normal to be wary of a stranger.

After entering the reception room, Yao Fei didn't wait for Wang Hai to sit down before asking again, "Who are you?" Wang Hai said in a deep voice: "Yao Fei, as the person in charge of a black market bank, don't you know that you shouldn't inquire about the identity of your customers?" Yao Fei was stunned for a moment, not allowed to inquire about the identity of the customer is the basic rule of the black market bank, and he almost forgot it, which is all because of his preconceived idea that it would be Sima Yun who he wanted to meet. Yao Fei cleared his throat and asked like an ordinary guest, "Sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" ”