At night, Nuevo Laredo, a border city on the border of Mexico, is full of lights, and the men and women in the streets and alleys have no scruples about drinking and drugged.

From time to time, two groups of people who drank too much beat each other on the road, and the passers-by on the side not only did not call the police, but cheered and cheered, as if all this was the norm, all kinds of things, as if outlining a complete capital of crime.

"You should follow him."

Rambo glanced at the female reporter in the passenger seat, and he wondered why the female reporter was following him.

Paz Vega said: "I've been to Cassan Street a few times, it's just a den, and there aren't many Skeleton Gang people except for a few thugs. Instead, you're going to Dallas Street, which is supposed to be the old den of the Skeleton Gang, and if no one takes you there, there's a good chance you'll be spotted by their secret sentry in advance. ”

"You mean they have a sentry?" Rambo frowned, it seems that this Skeleton Gang is not so easy to solve.

"Most of the gangs here have secret sentinels, it may be an old man in his sixties and seventies, or it may be a child in his teens, and I almost revealed my identity before, because of a white-haired old man in his seventies."

Paz Vega was still a little scared when she thought of that encounter, she had been in Mexico for more than a year, and she had really seen the city, or the darkness of this country, killing one or two foreigners, for a human trafficking organization like the Skull Gang, it was simply trivial.

If it's just because of this, Paz Vega is not particularly afraid, after all, she has been a journalist for so many years, and she has also reported many gangster vendettas and other situations in the United States, but what makes her really scared and desperate is this city, as if everyone has a close connection with gangsters and drug dealers.

You can't be sure if a seemingly amiable old man sitting at the door of the house is a secret sentry planted by the gangsters nearby; An innocent little boy with big blinking eyes, it is also possible that the drug dealers sent a little spy to find out the news.

The ordinary people of this city have been too deeply involved with the gangsters and drug dealers, either helping the gangsters do things, or their family members have joined the gangs, and they have truly achieved the crime capital that only appears in movies.

After listening to the female reporter's description of the city, Rambo's heart tightened, he didn't expect that the people here were so deeply involved in the gang, no wonder just now Gu Ren asked him not to startle the snake, if necessary, wait for him to come, gather the strength of the two people to fight quickly.

"It's here! Right up front is Dallas Street, I've been here twice before, but I didn't know it was the Skeleton Gang's lair. ”

The female reporter pointed to the street in front of her, Rambo looked up, and saw more than a dozen houses built on the high slope, which looked ordinary, with dense windows, lights and darkness, just like an ordinary house.

I parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the lights, and let the engine come to a complete standstill.

For a moment, Rambo glanced back at David, who had lost too much blood in the back seat and had already passed out, Rambo had no mercy for this damn human trafficker, he just wanted to see if this guy was dead, if he died, he didn't need to waste his strength to solve it, if he didn't die, it would be a result in advance.

Seeing that David was dying, with only one breath left, Rambo pulled out an M1911 from his back and handed it to the female reporter, asking, "Will you use this gun?" ”

"I haven't used it, but I've played with pistols before." Paz Vega shook her head, she was American, so naturally she had the opportunity to touch pistols, but she played with women's small pistols, which were not used in 1911 large-caliber 45 pistols.

"Quite simply, it doesn't have a lot of recoil, but it can be a little difficult for you, and if someone approaches the car, you just hold it with both hands and shoot it."

After Rambo introduced the correct way to use this pistol, he said very seriously: "Someone is trying to get close to the car and hurt you, don't hesitate, shoot directly, understand?" ”

After the female reporter took the pistol, she took a deep breath and nodded, "Understood!" ”

"Wait for me here, and if you see that I haven't come down in twenty minutes, use this to contact my friend."

Immediately Rambo took out his mobile phone and handed it to the other party, picked up the pitch-black M16 from his feet, opened the magazine and magazine and checked it, only then did he take a few spare magazines, opened the car door, looked left and right, made sure that no one noticed him, and cautiously touched the house on the hillside.

Soon, in the blink of an eye, Rambo jumped up a steep slope and disappeared in front of the female reporter's eyes.

Dim street lamps illuminate this not-so-spacious street, and several cars are parked on the side of the road.

Inside the silent streets and sealed carriages, tension spreads.

The female reporter looked around with a little fear, there was no one on the road in front of and behind, but her heart was still beating wildly, her hands were clenched tightly, and she was ready to shoot directly once someone came.

At the same time, David in the back seat was still bleeding, his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, his confused eyes were gradually losing their luster, and his body was gradually cold.

……

No. 721 Cassan Street, Holiday Inn, this is a small two-story hotel, the entrance is very small, much like some small hotels in the green light district, the dim light makes it look cheap and full of some kind of special charm, old drivers see this kind of place, immediately understand.

Inside the door, on the right side of the door, there was a dark-skinned Mexican man in his thirties, with some strange tattoos on his arm, and a cigarette in his mouth and playing with his phone.

At this time, a man in a suit walked into the small hotel, came to the cash register, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to the Mexican in front of him, and said with a smile: "Hi John, is there any new goods today?" ”

John smiled and took the cigarette and sniffed the tobacco, "You're just in time, there's a new person joining today, and you're the first." ”

"That's great, I love the first one!" A lewd smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth.

John looked down at the ledger, pointed upstairs and said, "Room 205, you wait up there, I'll have someone bring her over." ”

"Then I'll go up and look forward to it." The man in the suit excitedly took the key and walked briskly towards the second floor.

"Zizi... Mark, bring the newcomer to room 205. ”

"Zizi... Okay..."

John put away the walkie-talkie, threw the cigarette butt between his fingers on the ground, and after stepping on it with his foot, he lit the cigarette that the man in the suit had just given him, took a deep breath, and with the smoke, he said with satisfaction: "A good cigarette is a good cigarette, and it is hard to smoke." ”

Creak!

Suddenly, there was the sound of a car braking suddenly on the road outside the door.

John leaned out and saw a luxury sports car parked at the door, and then a man with an Asian face in his twenties opened the door and walked down, walking towards him step by step.

Well?

This kind of person will come to play with us?

John frowned slightly, he recognized the brand of the sports car, it was Aston Martin, and the style was at least a luxury car above the million-dollar level, how could this kind of person come from a small hotel to play? Could it be that the character of rich people is so eccentric?

As soon as he entered the door, Gu Ren looked at the man casually and said, "I heard that you have new goods here." ”

"Sir, your message is accurate." John raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself, since he was really here to play, how to slaughter him hard.

"Where?"

"Someone just ordered her, and I've had someone send her in, but if you want to play first, you'll have to add money."

"How long has it been!"

Gu Ren's heart suddenly sudden, it won't be too late, right?

"Zizi... Mark, did the people send it in? John suddenly picked up the walkie-talkie and asked.

"Just sent in, what's wrong?"

"You go in first and ask him to stop, we have a new customer here."

After John finished holding down the walkie-talkie, he raised his eyes to look at the Asian man in front of him and smiled: "Sir, if you want to play first, three thousand dollars, as long as you give me three thousand dollars, someone will send it to your room, guaranteed to be fresh, just shipped from the United States." ”

"In which room?"

"Room? At 205, you can go straight up if you want to. ”

Before John could continue to speak, he suddenly noticed that the man in front of him had drawn a pistol and aimed it straight at his head.

"You... What are you doing! We are skeletons......"

John panicked, and was about to move out of his backer when Gu Ren gently pulled the trigger of the pistol.

Bang!

A puff of smoke came from the muzzle of the gun, and there was a black hole in John's eyebrows.

After getting rid of this person, Gu Ren turned around and went straight to room 205 on the second floor.

At the same time, the sound of the gunshot alarmed a group of merry prostitutes upstairs, who climbed out of bed in terror and shivered to put on their clothes.

At this moment, the skull gang thugs who were playing cards in the lounge on the first floor immediately changed their faces when they heard the gunfire in front of them, and quickly took out their weapons and prepared to go to support.

205！

205！

Gu Ren silently recited this door number in his heart, and after quickly running to the second floor, he found room 205 on the right side of the corridor.

At this time, the door was closed, Gu Ren fired several shots at the doorknob, and after breaking the door lock, he kicked the door open and rushed in.

Upon entering, a very young girl sat on the floor of the room, and by the bedside stood a man in a suit and a strong man with tattoos exposed.

"Bang bang!"

fired two shots in a row, and the bullet directly penetrated the head of the tattooed strong man, and the blood splashed everywhere, rushing to the face of the man in the suit next to him, he looked at Gu Ren in horror, took a step back tremblingly, and accidentally tripped over the bed and fell to the ground.

"Don't shoot, it's nothing to do with me, don't shoot!" The man in the suit lay on the ground in fear and cried.

Gu Ren ignored him, and walked directly to the girl sitting on the ground in front of him, and in the other party's frightened gaze, Gu Ren turned her face.

Not Capri!

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