PS: I was almost seized today to celebrate the successful comeback of this book, so I added a new chapter here. Archangel Wende's wonderful show has begun!

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On the cloudy Pacific Ocean, drizzling rain and turbid waves rolling, the dark clouds of haze and the equally hazy sea water converge and fluctuate, and every cluster of scattered waves and bubbles seems to be filled with the dangerous smell of an approaching storm.

On the undulating sea, two small open-top motorboats are running at full speed, chasing and fleeing.

Wen Desi, the sales manager of a glass products company, held the steering wheel in his hand tightly, lowered his body as much as possible, and lay on the small motorboat galloping like a galloping horse.

Beside him, the original owner of the motorboat had been hit in the neck by a bullet, and he collapsed weakly in his seat, killing him instantly.

“…… Hell yes! Is my short life about to end in this ghost place with no known name? ”

Looking back at the boxes of crystal glass handicrafts in the rear cabin of the motorboat, Wen Desi, who is a newcomer in the workplace, really wanted to cry for a while.

I finally had the opportunity to go on a business trip to Mexico at public expense to experience Latin American customs, but I didn't even watch a samba dance, why did I end up like this inexplicably?

Which bastard came up with the idea to hide drugs in these crystal skulls?!!

-- The boxes behind him were all full of imitation Mayan crystal glass skulls produced by a small cottage workshop in Yiwu.

These "paranormal researchers" who were once talked about by some gods in the past boasted that they were gifts from aliens to mankind, and that they possessed Mayan crystal skeletons that destroyed Shijie's supernatural liliang. Now in the small cottage workshop at the junction of urban and rural areas in Yiwu, Zhejiang, it has become a large-scale road goods for mass production, and it is sold online at a price of only 50 yuan each, and it is packed in rows and boxes for export abroad - some of which are "Made."

inChina", the crystal skull was taken by those occult experts to fool the ignorant and foolish.

The glass company where Mr. Wen works recently received an order from Mexico to prepare for the opening of a new theme park in the ancient city of Maya, so Jihua ordered a large number of crystal glass skulls from a Chinese manufacturer to be used as tourist souvenirs, and the local company packaged them slightly and sold them at a high price to those who came to visit.

Originally, the task of transporting this small batch of goods could be handed over to the relevant courier company, and it only needed to be delivered to the company's office in Mexico City. However, after checking the information, the boss of Wen Deji found that there were many ruins of ancient Mayan cities in Central America, and that there were no less than 20 of them that had been opened as tourist attractions alone, so he thought that this overseas market was very valuable for development.

Wen Desi, who graduated from the Department of International Trade and learned a little Spanish, was immediately looked at by the boss, hung up the title of a sales manager, and then received a sum of funds, so he quickly packed his luggage, applied for passports, and was ordered to come to Mexico with these Mayan crystal skeletons of "MadeinChina" to inspect the local market for the boss.

As a result, the manager did live up to the trust of his boss - he walked around Mexico City several times in half-baked Spanish, and finally found the office of an old man named Paul, who looked like a leather bag company in every way. …,

Then, after some negotiations, he managed to get on a small truck driven by Paul Sr. to transport the crystal skeletons to a sales site on the Pacific coast, an ancient Mayan city that had only recently been turned into a tourist attraction.

However, on the way to the ancient city of Maya, the road ahead collapsed due to heavy rain and landslides, making it impossible for cars to pass. The elder Paul managed to borrow an open-top motorboat from a local friend and took the sea route to his destination, and he was joined by horse.

So far, for Moon, this is just an ordinary official trip.

However, what Wendesi never imagined was that these crystal skulls that had been shipped to the Americas by sea had already been tricked in Mexico City - I don't know who had hidden tens of millions of dollars worth of high-purity drugs. This time, I actually went to deliver to drug dealers.

What is even more unfortunate is that the details of this drug deal seem to have been leaked by the mole and reached the ears of a rival gang, and the leader of the other party immediately set a trap and prepared to stage a traditional drama of black and black......

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When you think of Mexico as a country, what are the basics that come to mind?

Well, desert, cactus, big broad-brimmed straw hats, chili sauce and tequila......

But on top of that, it's also home to thieves and violent people of all kinds. Zorro, the legendary thief who likes to scar his enemies with a "Z", can also be said to be one of the representatives.

In the 21st century, as the war on drugs intensifies, Mexico has become a crazy country where terrorists have been encircling and suppressing government forces, sweeping government offices, and criminals have targeted police chiefs......

Please note that the above sentences are definitely not written backwards.

No way, who told this country of sorrow to be too far from heaven and too close to the United States?

-- The United States is the world's largest consumer of drugs, with more than 35 million addicts, and 70 percent of the drugs in the U.S. market come from Mexico. So it can bring at least $40 billion in net profits to Mexican drug traffickers every year.

Mexican drug traffickers also used the huge sums of money they earned from drug trafficking to buy all kinds of advanced arms from the United States, from pistols to individual missiles, armored vehicles to unmanned aerial vehicles and miniature submarines, to enrich their armaments -- under the temptation of money and drugs, quite a number of US military officers and soldiers and arsenal managers secretly guarded and stole themselves.

Therefore, in Mexico in recent years, the drug trafficking forces with deep pockets and murderous people are generally better equipped than the regular army.

Since the dawn of the drug trade, there has been violence where there are drugs. Since Mexico is the main channel for South American drugs to enter the United States, it is natural that various drug trafficking organizations not only have to resist the government's encirclement and suppression, but also compete with each other for territory and drug trafficking routes, and bloody conflicts often occur.

Therefore, at the destination of this trip, a small pier in a secluded fishing village where you can see the Mayan pyramids in the distance, the small motorboat in which Wen Desi and his party were riding was "warmly greeted" by countless bullets and a few mortar shells at the moment when the engine was turned off and docked!

Thanks to Wen Desi, he had checked the information about the crime situation in Mexico before he set off, and knew that there was a high incidence of crime in this place and there was a lot of danger, so he deliberately kept an eye on it, and bought a Chinese copycat version of the MISS tactical bulletproof vest from the Internet, and through a layer of glass windows, he was finally not killed on the spot by the flying bullets and shrapnel.

The owner of the motorboat also escaped by chance, and before the enemy surrounded him, he quickly pulled the engine and fled desperately to the open sea.

However, the old Paul, a clerk of a leather bag company who seemed to serve the drug cartels, was unfortunately shot in multiple places and seriously injured, and only had time to vaguely inform Wen Desi of part of the reason for the incident (the crystal skull contained drugs), so he fell into the sea and fed the fish and shrimp. …,

Next, the ambush motorboat also followed out of the harbor, and a heart-pounding sea chase began.

-- Half an hour after the steamboat left the harbor, the owner was shot in the neck by a bullet from the pursuers and died instantly. Only Wen Desi was left alone to sit in the driver's seat, fumbling with the lever, and continued to race with the motorboat chasing behind.

Obviously, the amateur pilot is definitely not as good as the professional, and after only a few minutes, the distance between the two ships was reduced by half, and even if Wen Deji was inspired by adrenaline with 200% courage, he still felt that he was getting closer and closer to death - looking at this Jiashi who was in a hurry to kill, the other party seemed to have no intention of staying alive from the beginning!

Thinking of this, Wen Desi couldn't help but feel sad - who did he provoke whom? He didn't even know who the chasing guys on the motorboat behind him were, but he was about to die in a foreign land in a daze, maybe not even a whole corpse......

Fortunately, just when Wendeji was about to despair, behind a steep headland in front of him, a maritime patrol boat flying the Mexican flag suddenly appeared.

So, shouting for help in Spanish, he turned the steering wheel in ecstasy and leaned in.

In the next moment, however, hope once again turned to despair.

- Through the mirrors on the motorboat, he saw the pursuers on the motorboat behind him, smiling and carrying a thick black and hard metal cylinder. Then, a rocket with a tongue of fire in tow flew out of it, went over his head, and swooped down on the patrol boat!!

The next moment, with a deafening loud bang, the poor patrol boat, which had not yet figured out what had happened, was reduced to a large ball of fire in the violent explosion and firelight......

Faced with this change of events from great joy to great sorrow, Wen Desi almost had a nervous breakdown for a while.

- What kind of gangster is this?! Even an RPG (individual bazooka) can be taken out casually!! It is truly a super-powerful armed drug cartel that is generally equipped with armored vehicles, submarines, and helicopter gunships, killing at least 10,000 people on average every year!!

At this moment, in the mind of Wen Desi, a news that he had seen before leaving for China suddenly appeared, saying that a government bomber had just been shot down by drug dealers in Mexico last month with "Stinger" individual missiles; Two new tanks were pierced by drug dealers' M82 Barrett heavy sniper rifles; A frigate was loaded with a time bomb in a miniature submarine by drug dealers in a military port and exploded in two; An army major general in charge of suppressing bandits was tragically killed in his home; One of the most elite special forces units was bought by a gang of drug dealers, and after killing the commander, they defected en masse...... And more than half of Mexicans believe that drug cartels will win the war on drugs.

I remember that at that time, he sighed to his colleagues that the combat capability of this Mexican drug dealer may have far surpassed that of the Taliban in Afghanistan and Saddam's Iraqi army. And his colleagues joked with him that if drug traffickers win in Mexico's drug war, it will be a brilliant victory to protect national enterprises. If the government army wins, it will be a great contribution to Shijie's anti-narcotics......

Alas, it is naturally nothing to talk about the wind and cold in the office on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, but now I have to break in and be immersed...... At this time, the only feeling in his heart was horror and horror......

Next, Wen Deji suddenly realized.

-- In fact, the pursuers behind could have easily smashed their unarmed little motorboat to pieces. The reason why they never bombarded with bazookas before is probably because they don't want to let the drugs sink to the bottom of the sea with themselves after sinking the motorboat, causing them to work hard in vain! …,

Alas, I thought I still had hope of escaping......

However, at this moment, he had no time to think about these issues, and even had no time to care about the pursuers behind him and the flying bullets.

Because, the RPG rocket just now seemed to hit the patrol boat's oil storage tank or ammunition depot, and released an astonishing explosion energy in the water, so that a row of huge waves suddenly rose from the sea, like a slowly closing curtain, accompanied by a deafening whistling sound, and overwhelming momentum, crushing his tattered little motorboat!

In an instant, the huge waves like a small mountain splashed white foam, took the motorboat that Wen Deji was riding in, and disappeared into the blue seabed together. Only the drug trafficking militants on the motorboat behind them were left looking at each other and at a loss for a while.

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Over here...... Where is it ......?

Dizzy...... I can't even open my eyelids......

Belch...... Pain all over my body......

That's right? I'm not even dead?!

Thinking of this, Wen Desi suddenly perked up.

Unable to heed the aches in his body any longer, he jerked his eyes open, and then scrambled out of the cabin, rubbing his eyes desperately.

After a moment, the chaotic shijie in his eyes slowly cleared up.

Blue sky, white clouds, sandy beach, jungle ......

Beautiful view......

Has the weather cleared up?

This was the first thing he felt when he opened his eyes.

Turning his head around with difficulty, he found that the body of the ship's owner had been swept away by the waves, leaving only a faint red streak of blood on the seat. The nearby sea was also empty, and the gangster motorboat, which had been following behind, had disappeared.

Suddenly, a wave of joy of escaping suddenly filled Wen Desi's chest.

“…… Whoa! Lao Tzu finally escaped alive...... Sneezing !! ”

A gust of cold wind blew, causing the infinitely excited Wen Desi to sneeze violently, and then found that he was already soaking wet and had become a soup chicken.

And the motorboat under his feet was also in a rather miserable situation, and was stuck on a pile of reefs not far from the shore and could not move.

The hull of the ship was crushed and deformed, the sides of the ship were full of cracks, seeping water, several windshields were shattered, and glass shards were everywhere at the feet, and at first glance, it looked like a depressed and hesitant look.

Wen Deji hurriedly counted the remaining things around him, and found that he had also lost one of his two suitcases of carry-on luggage. However, the dozens of boxes of the added version of the crystal skulls that almost caused him a death were still very strong and tied by the cables, and there was not even a single box missing.

He was a little annoyed at first, but then he suddenly thought about it, and suddenly became much more relaxed.

Being able to escape from the pursuit of the gang is already a great joy worthy of burning incense and worshiping the Buddha, so why bother with any luggage?

Anyway, the most important wallets and passports are still there, and those worthless things such as changing clothes are lost and lost.

Well, the digital camera hanging around my neck is still there, go back and write this thrilling experience as a travelogue and post it on the blog, and then add a photo, I think it will definitely make the little girls in the company look shocked, and praise themselves as China's version of Indiana. Jones Bar!

But the premise of all this is that you must be able to get out of danger safely, and the current situation seems to be far from safe.

He checked the communications equipment around him, and the ship's radio was so tattered by the waves that it had long since become useless, and the mobile phone on his belt had disappeared during the nervous escape, and he seemed to have no way to call for help—and he didn't know who to turn to in Mexico. …,

The police? No kidding, who knows if they wore the same pants as the drug dealers?

used to use that patrol boat as a life-saving straw, but it was just that he broke the jar and broke it at the end of the road, and the dead horse became a live horse doctor.

Looking up, the topography on this side of the coast seems to be completely different from what I saw when I fell into the water, with all the roads, houses and telephone poles that were looming in the sky gone, leaving only a lush palm grove...... Could it be that he was hit by the waves to some desolate place?

Looking down, the water outside the side of the ship is crystal clear, and the fine white sand stretches from the bottom of the boat to the shore, and there are not many sharp stones that have been knocked on. And the sea here is only half a meter deep at most...... Just wade ashore!

So he took off his leather shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, jumped into the waist-deep water, and then turned around, and was about to put the remaining suitcase on his head, when suddenly he heard a "dong dong" drum sound from the shore, and then a group of uninvited guests emerged from the shade of the trees on the shore - dozens of primitive tribe Indians dressed in animal skins and grass skirts, painted with various colors of oil paint on their bodies and faces, and holding stone spears and stone axes in their hands!

For a while, Wen Desi was stupidly separated by more than ten meters of sea water, staring at this group of natives, and they were stunned by each other.

-- Wen Dehe, who was standing in the sea with his trouser legs rolled, was almost jaw-dropping in astonishment, and the native Indians under the palm trees were pointing at him as if they were very curious.

In this regard, Wen Desi's mind was really confused.

…… This one...... It seems to be the 21st century! No matter how chaotic Mexico is, after all, it is a civilized country, and its per capita GDP seems to be a little higher than that of China! How could there still be such a backward primitive tribe?!

Looking at the surrounding area, there don't seem to be cameras or set crews, and it doesn't look like it's a movie...... So where did this group of Stone Age primitives come from? What the hell is going on?!!

- The answer is simple and sci-fi: he crossed!

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