Chapter Twenty-Four: The Flower Pie
Mexico City is Mexico's largest city and the most populous metropolitan area in the Americas, home to more than half of Mexico's economy.
Gonzalez, Torres' father, a fierce Mexican man in his mid-50s, was standing atop the city's tallest building, the 246-meter-high Tower of Reform, looking out at the Mexico City dusk through the floor-to-ceiling glass.
The setting sun casts a veil over the city through the haze, as if bathed in the light of God, and at his feet is Mexico City's famous Paseo de la Reforma, with its wide and clean streets, lined with tall buildings and cars flowing like beetles.
In the distance, the buildings are small and dilapidated, lined up along the hills and valleys, and from the heights, they look like garbage floating on the beach.
Gonzalez held the mobile phone, his face was gloomy, he looked out the window without blinking, and after a while, he sighed faintly: "I have washed my name and gone ashore, I don't want Torres to do my old job again, so I sent him to the United States, and I will use all the resources to help him gain a foothold in the United States after the two-year test period is over, squeezed into the upper class, and do not have to be in Mexico, a country with no future."
But he failed my expectations, didn't seek to be motivated, fooled around with those who didn't get into the flow, indulged in flattery, and sold ecstasy, which disappointed me so much, and Eswal also failed me to take responsibility for discipline. “
After saying that, he turned back and asked, "Carl, what should I do?"
Carl is in his thirties, he is Gonzalez's most trusted confidant, wearing glasses, and looking polite, at this time he muttered: "Young Master Torres was killed in the United States, it is an unforgivable mistake, the murderer must be captured back to Mexico with a thousand cuts, but this matter has the FBI involved, we must deal with it carefully, I suggest, we don't need to fight hard with the FBI, we can ask the killer to go to New York to arrest Mu Qingcheng and Karina." “
Gonzalez nodded and said: "Your analysis is very reasonable, but you have ignored one point, since the FBI is involved, there must be a special person to monitor it, if the pair of dog men and women are missing, they will block the border of the port as soon as possible, and they may not be able to pass the border smoothly."
Besides, Torres is my only son, you don't understand the torment of waiting, I can't passively accept the unknown result while waiting, I have to plan and act in person, and cut the pair of dog men and women with a knife to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"But ......," Karl had to persuade again.
Gonzalez has waved his hand to stop: "I know, the FBI has wanted to arrest me for a long time, this time for them is a godsend, and they will definitely lay a trap for me to drill, but they didn't expect that the kid is very treacherous, and he will ventilate to Eswal, now that we know, then what are we afraid of, we can in turn, use this opportunity to hit the FBI hard, let them stop, and also reduce the pressure on His Excellency the President from the broken bed."
You can rest assured, I will plan carefully, arrange the manpower into New York in batches and times, the initiative is in our hands, the time is also in our hands, once I succeed, I will immediately leave from the high seas by speedboat, I am 90% sure!"
"Yes, boss!" Karl stopped persuading.
As Gonzalez's henchman, Carl understands the character of the boss and understands the truth that since the boss has decided to take action himself, he can only execute it unconditionally and minimize the risk at best.
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Although Eswal was notified, Mu Qingcheng felt that it was not enough, after all, both the Mexicans and the FBI wanted his life, and the strength of the Mexicans would only complicate the situation, and it would not help him much to save his life.
There is a good saying, the snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits, but the fisherman must also have the strength to collect the net in the end, Mu Qingcheng knows that he will never be able to become the fisherman, and he must introduce a third-party force, but where is this third party?
Early Saturday morning, Mu Qingcheng went to the police station to report.
"Hey, little one, morning!"
The male policeman named Sullivan, who sent him out last time, smiled enthusiastically.
"Morning, Officer Sullivan. Mu Qingcheng also greeted with a smile.
Sullivan pointed to the side: "The boss is running errands, you go over there and wait first." “
"Thank you~~"
This is a room similar to a reception room, and after Mu Qingcheng thanked him, he sat in and waited, and waited for more than an hour before Sheriff Kelly arrived.
She didn't have the late consciousness to be there, and beckoned outside, "Follow me!"
Mu Qingcheng followed her to the back, and couldn't help but say on the way: "Officer, what the hell is going on, you don't have to wait so long for the report, right?"
Kelly said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, you will naturally know when it comes." “
Mu Qingcheng was confused and was taken into a small practice room by Kelly.
In the middle is an open space of about 20 square meters, with sandbags, barbells and other sports equipment on both sides, and several police officers in it.
Kelly took off her coat generously, Mu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly shrank, and it was actually a black tight vest inside, with an extremely toned figure, revealing a mermaid line in her lower abdomen, and the muscles on her arms were round and undulating, full of a sense of strength.
Although it is not as exaggerated as a man, it is extremely rare for a woman to have such muscles.
A pot-bellied police officer exclaimed, "Boy, the boss wants to fight with you, and you have to thank the boss for giving you this opportunity." ”
"Me?" Mu Qingcheng's eyes widened, and he looked at Kelly in surprise, he never expected that the so-called weekly report to the police station was to be a sparring partner for Kelly.
Kelly urged, "Take off your coat and let me try your skills!"
"This ......" Mu Qingcheng showed embarrassment, scratched the back of his head and said, "Officer, can I refuse?
"Hahahaha~~"
A burst of laughter came!
"Boss, this kid looks down on you!"
"Teach him a good lesson, beat him all over the ground and find his teeth!"
Kelly was also dissatisfied: "Why are you such a mother-in-law, where is the momentum when you and Miller are doing it? Come on!"
Mu Qingcheng had no choice but to take off his coat and walk into the arena.
On the surface, Mu Qingcheng has no flesh all over his body, neither abdominal muscles nor chest muscles, but his arms are a little bulging, but it is also the level of a normal person, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a master.
"Is this kid really a master?"
'Oh God, I can't imagine that he actually beat Miller, and if it weren't for the unanimous words in the investigation, I would have thought he was bragging!'
The policemen were discussing, and Kelly was also surprised by a flash of surprise, so she stood straight, clasped her hands into fists and said: "I have loved sports since I was a child, and since I was twenty-one years old, I have followed Yang Kaitai, the master of the Hongmen Zhigong Hall in New York, to learn Che's Xingyi Boxing, and it has been four years now, please advise." “
Although Mu Qingcheng didn't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes, he also knew that this was a self-reported family, so he hugged his fists and said: "My faction is called the Flower Sect, the body is called the Flower Sect, the body is between the flowers, and the fist is folded between the flowers, please advise." ”
"Huh, the Huajian faction?" Kelly frowned and said, "Old Boxer Yang once told me that there are all kinds of martial arts in China, Tai Chi, Bagua, Xingyi and so on, but there is no mention of the Huajian faction, who is the ancestor of your faction? Where does the inheritance come from?"
Mu Qingcheng's face did not change, and his heart did not beat: "I sent the patriarch amorous son Hou Xibai to carry forward this faction during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, and inherit it to the first master of the rivers and lakes at that time, the evil king Shi Zhixuan!"