Ricardo was the owner of an auto repair shop, which was located on the side of the road.

In addition to repairing cars, he also sells used cars and auto parts by the way.

If you don't dislike his wife's craft, you can also work part-time in a fast food restaurant.

Relying on the advantage of position and three guys with good marksmanship, Ricciardo's business has always been good.

Just like today, he had just opened the door, and a truck drove in the yard at the door.

Ricardo rubbed his eyes full of, he had been repairing the car for more than twenty years, and he didn't recognize what kind of car it was.

"Hey guys, I haven't had breakfast yet. Whatever you need, you'll have to wait a while. ”

Ricardo walked over and tapped the car door and said.

The glass is one-way peepproof, which makes it impossible for him to see the passengers inside.

Unrecognizable models, unseen passengers, which made the experienced Ricardo a little wary.

"Or you can continue to the front, the store in front should be open by now."

Ricardo pretended to be enthusiastic.

It's a pity that the passengers in the car were not moved by his tricks, pushed the door and walked down.

Asian.

When Ricardo saw the faces of the passengers, his body immediately relaxed.

As we all know, Asians mean safety most of the time, just as a certain minority group means danger most of the time.

And there are men and women in this group of Asians, and they all look young and rich.

Ricardo, who once had a history of making his fortune, could easily tell the difference between a rich man and a poor ghost.

"Of course, if you don't mind, you can have breakfast here first. My wife's pies and corn soup are famous. ”

He immediately changed to a warm tone.

"No need. Is there a license plate for sale? ”

Chu Zihang served as the main force in the negotiations.

"License plates?"

Ricardo glanced at the front of the car, and there was indeed no license plate.

"Well, I'm sorry, we have a regular repair shop here, and we don't sell anything like that."

He said cautiously.

"Unload one from those cars."

Chu Zihang pointed to the old cars parked in the yard.

"Well, I'll have to ask my wife. Please wait. ”

Ricardo pretended to be embarrassed, and then approached the room.

If you are a local, you will know that something is wrong when you hear this sentence, men in Mexico are machismo, how can they ask their wives for their opinions.

He walked slowly, for fear of arousing the suspicion of those people.

Because Ricardo had just caught a glimpse of the men's waists, bulging with guns.

Anyway, until he approached the house, the Asians didn't shoot him.

A few minutes later, Ricardo appeared at the door with three men and his wife, with guns of various lengths in their hands.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen. I'm afraid I won't be able to do your business, so please leave. ”

His attitude was very polite, although these people did not carry guns, but who knows if there are any fast gunners like in the movie.

Besides, if you open the door to do business, you won't do it if you can.

Facing the muzzle of the gun pointed at them, these Asians did not have the slightest sense of panic, and their expressions were even a little contemptuous.

This made Ricardo angry and decided that this group was definitely not tourists.

"Take it easy."

Chu Zihang reminded first, and then put his hand in his pocket.

Ricardo's body tensed instantly, his fingers on the trigger ready to fire at any moment.

But Chu Zihang didn't take out a gun, but took out a bundle of green dollars.

"That's enough, right?"

He threw the dollar into a graceful parabola that landed right at Ricardo's feet.

The repair shop owner looked ahead, crouched down on one knee and picked up the bundle, which he visually saw as many as ten bills.

A thousand dollars, that's enough to buy a car.

Ricardo was moved for a few seconds, but finally decided to refuse.

Another reason why his shop has been open for so many years is that it doesn't cause trouble.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't do your business. If your car needs maintenance, I can service and refuel it for you free of charge. ”

Ricardo said.

As a Mexican, his attitude is already very polite.

If it is an ordinary person, it is time to leave with interest.

It's a pity that Lu Mingfei is not an ordinary person, and they don't like to be rejected.

I saw five silver lights disappear in a flash, and the guns of Ricardo and the others immediately split into two and fell to the ground.

Each incision is no more, no less, just right against their fingers.

Ricardo looked at the wall in a cold sweat, and the knife shot into the concrete.

What the heck? What kind of ninja or kung fu master are these people?

"You can choose to give it to us, or we can take it ourselves."

Chu Zihang spoke again.

"The customer is God, and of course we serve you."

Ricardo said flatteringly.

I can't beat it, and I am generous, so what else is there to say.

Besides, he wasn't clean in the first place, he just didn't want to take on the work of these foreigners.

Ricardo didn't unload the cars, they were all real brands and were going to be sold with the cars.

And when something happens, others will chase after the license plate.

He entered the house and came out after a while with two license plates.

Unlike other countries, where license plates are simple in one or two colors, license plates in Mexico vary from state to state, and they tend to be brightly colored and patterned.

The piece Ricardo took out was divided into three areas: yellow, green and blue, with a figure wearing a big straw hat and beating a drum in the middle.

"The license plate is real, but I don't know if it's clean."

He said frankly.

Just like the certificate, the license plate is also divided into several grades.

There is really no record of causing an accident, and the original owner has no criminal record, which is naturally the top.

But that kind of Ricardo was reluctant to take it out in the first place, and if these people minded, he would change it.

"It's okay."

Chu Zihang didn't mind.

As long as you have a license plate, don't be too fake, at this time, even Huaguo has not popularized the camera and license plate comparison system, let alone Mexico.

They only ask for a license plate because the car itself is too conspicuous, and getting a license plate makes it a little less presence.

Ricardo and his buddy changed the license plate in a slippery manner, and a young guy still wanted to talk to Lu Mingfei, but he quickly stopped him.

Just kidding, Our Lady doesn't take you to heaven by yourself, does she?

Ricardo gave the idiot a hard kick and respectfully watched them drive away.

He handed the bundle to his wife to put it away, and then took out his mobile phone.

Of course, there is a gang behind the auto repair shop, and it stands to reason that there is such a group of unidentified ruthless people who are going to be informed.

But remembering the barrel that had been cut by a throwing knife, Ricardo hesitated again.

In case the gang clashed with this group of people, if they hadn't died, they would have guessed that he had told the truth and would have come back to find trouble.

Forget it, more is better than less.

After opening the store for another two years, the money earned will be enough to immigrate to the United States.

An armored car with a license plate on it was speeding down the road, attracting frequent attention from passing vehicles.

There is no way, despite the camouflage, but the rack of the armored car is placed there, even as a van is quite stylish.

"Hey, bro, what kind of car are you? I'd like to get one too. ”

A passing pickup truck shouted at them.

"Sorry, this is not for sale."

Chu Zihang showed him a nuclear smile with an arm circumference of 40 centimeters.

“OK。”

Pickup politely pulled away.

After a total of about seven hours of driving, they finally reached their destination, Culiacán.

This small city with a population of about 1.2 million is the capital of Sinaloa and an important economic, cultural, commercial and tourist center of the state.

It is said to be a tourist center, because it is not on the border, and the appearance of the city looks much more modest than Juarez.

At least there weren't so many prostitutes standing on the side of the road, waving at them.

But this does not mean that Culiacán is a city with simple people, on the contrary, the gangs here are as powerful as Juárez.

Because the gang here is a Sinaloa addiction syndicate, their boss Guzmán is considered the most powerful addict in all of Mexico and even in the world.

According to the information given to him by the North American Half-Blood Alliance, Guzmán is a member of the Mexican Half-Blood Organization, and Culiacán is also one of the main producers of "divine blood".

Capture Guzmán, and then find the Mexican half-breed organization and uproot them, this is what Lu Mingfei and they came here for.

Before driving into the city of Culiacán, Akina Sakai put on makeup for them.

After all, it hadn't been long since they made a big fuss about Juarez, and maybe Culiacán's gang had mastered their physical characteristics.

As a Japanese girl, Sakai Akina herself is very good at makeup, and before she came, she tutored with Kabuki master Gen Zhinu, so it should be enough to deal with these foreigners who look like Asians.

casually picked a good hotel to live in, and looking at the waiter who was attentively helping them carry their luggage, Chu Zihang motioned for him to follow into the room.

"Is there anything I can help you with? Mr. ”

The waiter asked excitedly.

I'm not afraid that there are many things for the guests, but I'm afraid that the guests will have nothing to do.

Unlike in China, Mexico also collects tips like Europe and the United States.

"We want to have something fun, you know?"

Chu Zihang took out a piece of Franklin and put it on the table.

"Understood, understood, sir, do you want to play two or do you want to have fun?"

The waiter put away the bill and asked knowingly.

"I want both, and I still want that."

He snorted.

"This"

The waiter was a little hesitant, although Culiacán is a stronghold for addicts, but he still has some scruples about bringing foreign tourists.

The main concern is the agents of the US Anti-Addiction Bureau.

Some time ago, two agents from the Anti-Addiction Bureau were recognized in the restaurant and then tortured on the spot for seven or eight hours.

Their ribs were torn off, their legs skinned, and their skulls, jaws, cheekbones, and trachea were crushed.

Even the heads of the two were pried open by a drilling rig, and they looked miserable.

The assailants also injected them with chemicals such as amphetamines to keep them awake during the torture.

If the waiter had brought the spy into the field, he wouldn't have ended up much better than the spy.

Chu Zihang saw his resistance, and he didn't press on.

"Then take us to the best and biggest field."

He said.

"Okay, no problem, sir, make sure you guys have fun."

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.

In the evening, the waiter drove the hotel car to send Lu Mingfei and the three to the blockage.

As for Akina Sakai and Eri Uesugi, they are waiting in the armored car, ready to support at any time.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm going to search you when you enter the blockade."

The guard at the gate stopped them.

The waiter smiled apologetically at them, but was silent.

However, the three of them were not armed in the first place, and they were not afraid of body searches.

But the guards touched it a few times and found a problem.

"What is this?"

He poked the carapace and the muscle suit inside, and asked solemnly.

(End of chapter)