Coming out of the bar, Paul shouted, "Oh my God, high, we're going to be sunk in the Atlantic, $200,000 a month, do you think we're doing the whole San Diego business?" ”

Gao Jun was not in a hurry to speak, and handed him a cigarette with his backhand.

Standing at the corner of the street, the match slid slightly, tilted his head, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, spit out a smoke ring, and raced over the gods.

"Paul, you have to be aggressive in business, don't you see? You were almost eliminated by Edward. ”

"But doing business is not looking for death, 200,000 US dollars, do you know how many Glocks are equal to?" Paul took out a small calculator from his pocket and pressed it, "$400 each, 500..."

Ga!

I don't think there are many of them.

"We couldn't find that many customers." Paul pressed his right hand to zero, venting his frustration.

"But if it's Barrett, it only takes 20."

"There aren't that many snipers in San Diego, high!"

Gao Jun pointed into the distance, "Then go to Mexico, there are more gun shops in San Diego than McDonald's, we can't wait for the opportunity to come all the time, you can try to let the old man of McDonald's take an AK and sweep at the clown of KFC, we need to change." ”

Paul was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and felt that he was right, "Then why not go to Lebanon?" Or to Africa? There was a greater need for weapons in that place. ”

"Can you get through customs? Or do you think Africa can afford Barrett? Gao Jun asked with a smile.

In fact, the main reason is that in the system he sees that Mexico is currently the highest price.

The market is fluctuating.

"Edward's rule here is that if we want to buy goods, we have to pay at least half of the payment, do you have 100,000 dollars?" Paul said.

"I'm a proletarian in America, man, so, it's up to you."

"Damn, where do I have so much money?"

"You're the boss, you're going to have an idea."

Paul scolded.

"I'm going to Mexico to find a buyer first, and you're in charge of raising money?" Gao Jun asked.

"I'll go too, I'll tell Catherine, let her take out the money for our marriage first, and the house is also mortgaged, you idiot, if you lose it all, we can only go to the sea together!"

Gao Jun smiled and waved his hand, not caring at all, "If you make money, you can take Catherine to your honeymoon." ”

Paul, who painted this big pie, was also a little reverie and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

His eyes looked at Gao Jun's face.

"Gao, you have really changed a lot, you used to be in school, the most hated thing was to put yourself in danger, and, at that time, you were a model morals in college, and teachers often praised you for being a great young man."

"Didn't you always say that your bottom line is not to do illegal things?"

Gao Jun stretched out his right hand and stroked the length in mid-air, "My bottom line can fluctuate up and down, depending on, how much money can I make?" ”

"Hahahaha, I knew that you Asians are just about saving face, but you're actually crazier than us Americans."

Paul smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Illegal?

I guess so.

However, it is okay not to get caught.

…

Three days later.

A grey bus is driving on Interstate 5.

There were few people in the car.

Gao Jun and Paul sat in the back.

As long as you have a U.S. green card, you don't need a visa to go to Mexico, but you can't go unprepared.

"It's your new identity." Paul handed him a passport.

When Gao Jun opened it, he saw his photo posted on it, with his name written next to it: Nicholas. Yuri!

"You can rest assured, these people are real, they can be found in the household registration of the US government, and they are also Asian."

"What about the others?"

Paul shrugged, "Maybe the kidnappers in San Francisco took it and sold the organs, who knows?" ”

He didn't forget to complain, "This actually cost me $200, my God." ”

Who doesn't have in San Diego?

Isn't it easy to bear false testimony?

And...

Who says it's fake?

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is a border checkpoint ahead, please prepare your green card, passport and other valid documents." The driver shouted.

At the border, the US military does not have a sentry, but there are border guards, while the Mexicans have a sentry and do not know what they are defending?

Is anyone still smuggled to Tijuana?

When the car slowly stopped, Gao Jun came out of the glass and saw four armed men below, one of whom had the rank of captain, walked up, stood in front of the car door, and glanced at it.

In the end, his eyes were fixed on Gao Jun and the others.

"You guys go check on the others." The captain said to his subordinates, and he walked straight over.

This made Paul's heart tighten, and his eyes met in mid-air for a long time.

"Papers, sir." The captain came over and asked.

Gao Jun handed over his passport.

"What are you doing in Mexico?"

"Preacher?"

The captain raised his eyebrows, "Preacher? ”

"I dreamed of God last month, and he told me that there are many lost lambs in Mexico that I need to save and bring them back to the arms of the Lord, so I am a pastor."

The captain had just opened his passport, which contained a stack of green coins.

A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he easily accepted the money and stuffed it into his pocket, "Yes, Mr. Pastor, Mexico needs more preachers, we need to return to the arms of the Lord, Amen. ”

"Immanuel (God with us)."

The captain nodded in satisfaction and got out of the car with his subordinates.

Paul let out a long sigh of relief and turned his head, "How much did you give?" ”

"$100."

"Then why do I see a stack?"

"Because I'm giving Alexander Hamilton (ten dollars)."

For $100 a piece, how can 10 of them look good?

Moreover, this is a lot of money!

Although the per capita income in 1980 was more than 2,300 US dollars, the per capita people were hooligans, and a large number of people were poor.

Why can we see that the military and other departments are being bought?

Because, their salaries are really not high.

After the border station, it's Tijuana!

Unlike San Diego, which is close to the border, Americans generally don't live there, but Mexico is very lively.

Get off at a bus stop.

Gao Jun was still carrying a briefcase in his hand.

"Let's go to the hotel first." Paul looked up at the sun and felt that it was very hot, and it was more oppressive than in San Diego.

It's the kind of total repression that goes from the air to the spirit to the body, and there is a lot of vitality missing.

Gao Jun said hello.

The hotel for the two is nearby, and the decoration is neat and tidy, at least it looks good

The front desk waiter smiled when he saw someone walk in.

"Hello, gentlemen, do you have an appointment?"

Gao Jun handed over the passport, and the other party took it with both hands and inquired, "Mr. Yuri?" ”

"This way, please." The front desk attendant came out and led them to the elevator.

Paul bumped into Gao Jun, looked at the other party's figure with ambiguous eyes, and compared a lewd mouth.

"You can ask her if she has a service." Gao Jun saw the other party's tempting appearance and whispered.

Although he despised the other party in his heart, even he couldn't help but look at it more, the other party was indeed beautiful, with a figure of about 170, coiled hair, a bumpy figure, and the most important thing was long legs...

Coming out of the elevator, the waiter helped them open the door, stood at the door, and bowed slightly, "I wish you all a good journey." After that, he was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute, ma'am."

Paul suddenly shouted.

Gao Jun also looked back at him, this guy won't fool around, right?

"Would you like to have a soul-to-soul conversation with me?" The Yankees are talking about gentlemen.

The waiter was about to refuse, when he saw Paul take out a $50 note, and the smile on his face suddenly changed.

"Of course, though, I only have ten minutes."

“NO，NO！ I like to talk to you for longer, Gao, are you going out for dinner? Paul looked back and smiled.

Fack!

Standing at the door, looking at the closed door, Gao Jun looked confused, and the green tendons on his forehead collapsed.

Grass!

Dog men and women!

Why, though...

I feel so envious.

That's it?

Sure enough, money is everything.

If you can't figure it out, you don't have enough money.

Gao Jun scolded two sentences outside, but he couldn't delay Paul's comfort inside, so he could only go downstairs depressed and go to fill his stomach first.

…