When El came to Mexico, the first thing he saw when he stepped off the plane was theft. The City of Chaos, the Kingdom of Sin. Theft, robbery, drug trafficking, prostitution are everywhere in this country. When the United States was first founded, Mexico was far larger and richer than the United States.

But at that time, the United States was determined to forge ahead, and Mexico was sitting on the mountain, and finally led to the vast majority of Mexico's territory being occupied by the United States, in the eyes of Mexicans, it was the Americans who stole everything from them, they hated the Americans but wanted to be Americans, and countless smugglers crossed the American-Mexico border every day to the legendary paradise of the United States. But in reality, the smugglers are no better off in the United States than they were in Mexico.

El does not sympathize with Mexicans and does not want to make any judgment of what the United States is doing. This world is meant to be a winner-takes-all, just like El's hometown, with a long history and a rich civilization, but what can it be?

When defeated, it is not the incomparable humiliation of being bullied by a small barbarian state, backward is beaten, and it is not without a road for the weak to become strong. What's more, it is a country, even if the United States intends to intervene, but as long as the Mexicans do something, although they cannot become a strong country, they can still maintain the most basic social order.

But Mexico is not, and Mexico has now become a big gang in the skin of the state. The biggest gang in Mexico is the military, and every government official is a member of the gang. It's not a country, it's just a gangster.

"St. Peter's Street, Grand Hotel Sophia." El stopped a taxi.

"Yes, sir." The driver shook his cap and said.

Mexico is so chaotic, and although El is very famous in the United States, who knows which onion you are in Mexico. If it was Tony Stark, these gangsters would have come up in a swarm. Of course, it was not to greet him, but to hack him to death. The biggest victims of Iron Man's closure of the weapons department are the US military, the Middle East terrorists, and the third is these guys.

Eyre, who was thinking about what hell had to do with Mexico, didn't notice that the taxi roads were getting more and more remote, and that there were more and more people on the streets they passed.

"Mr. driver, please turn the road back, otherwise this will not be good for anyone." El didn't want to deal with the little people, and he didn't want to waste time teaching him a lesson about this unscrupulous driver, as is the case in the whole of Mexico.

But obviously, this driver has long been familiar with this kind of thing, and he didn't care about Ear's warning, and still went his own way. It seems that force is still going to be used. El thought. He clearly underestimated the darkness of Mexico.

"Turn your head!" A silver pistol was held against the back of the driver's head.

But in the face of the cold muzzle, the driver grinned.

"Hey, boy, you haven't figured out where you are. Do you think this is still in the United States. O, poor American baby, who can this little pistol scare? The driver laughed sarcastically.

"Peng!" A gunshot rang out.

"Quack." El had no intention of continuing to talk nonsense with this driver. The opportunity has been given to the other party, but the other party has not seized it. El has no regrets about his actions. From the driver's words, El knew that this guy must have done something like this more than once. That is, El is strong, if El is an ordinary person, he will definitely be robbed of his finances and even die, if it is a woman, losing his life is the luckiest thing.

Seeing the blood-stained carriage, El reluctantly stepped out of the car. The power of the white ivory was so great that it directly exploded the driver's head.

When El stepped out of the car, countless malicious eyes all looked at him. But when they saw the scarlet in the taxi and the white ivory in El's hand, they shrank back.

"This damn driver." El took out a map of Mexico City and saw that the Sofia Hotel was in the bustling area of Mexico City, and the driver almost took El into the slums, and the road was completely reversed.

El followed the map and began to go to the Sophia Hotel, and as El left, several black boys immediately dragged the body of the driver out of the taxi. If nothing else, the car will continue to appear at the entrance of the airport tomorrow, and a new "driver" will appear.

Following the map, El didn't know how he got to the Grand Hotel Sophia. Along the way, El encounters thirteen gangsters, six Miss solicitors, eight pickpockets, and even once El saw an officer rampage through the streets in a tank. It wasn't until he arrived in the wealthy area of the bustling area that El felt that the law and order had improved significantly.

Shun Lin took the room card from the front desk lady, and after Er checked and found that no one was following and watching, he summoned Baeksang Hassan.

"Have all the clones been sent out?" El is useful to bring Bai Xiang this time, in this chaotic area, Bai Xiang's clone can play the greatest use, and it is up to Bai Xiang to collect information in the gang.

"All of them are sent out, and it is very easy to blend in with the crowd, and you can receive the news tomorrow." The purple-haired little Lori with a white bone mask replied seriously.

"Well, it's up to you to go down. Tomorrow I'll meet a party hosted by the upper echelons of Mexico and see if I find anything. "Although El is not very well-known at the bottom of Mexico, many high-level people in Mexico value Eyre, of course, only on the surface. But that's enough for El.

And just as El fell asleep, a hazy figure was swaying with the shadows of the trees outside the window. After glancing at the figure, the little Lori picked up a book and read it seriously.

Immortals don't need to sleep or eat, and although they sometimes praise delicious food, most of their energy comes from the magic of the Lord and the magic that swims in the air. And Baixiang Little Lori's favorite is not to eat, but to read books, and it is also a fairy tale. For the guy outside the window, Baixiang little Lori can smell the smell of the owner, so she doesn't care too much.

The person outside the window is none other than Little Naughty, who has been able to control his abilities well since he was trained by the Spirit Butterfly. Following El all the way, the little mischievous follows El and kills all the sprouts who want to hurt Eyre, which is why El didn't encounter any major trouble along the way from the slum to the Sophia Hotel.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting, the little naughty absorbed the vitality of the scum, and felt that he was too full, so the little naughty came to El El and looked at him quietly.