Originally, Ethan was a little relaxed.

But the blow just now woke him up, and this is Juarez, not Shinjuku anymore.

It's no longer the Yakuza that is dancing with knives and sticks.

The people here are all baptized in the war of independence, and the feared Mexican gang members, especially this time, are going to poke a killer's den.

So, the urgency!

It's going to eat.

Touching his empty belly, Ethan drove the car and Beatrice to find a restaurant that looked like it was quite upscale, and enjoyed the special food here.

Tortillas are indispensable.

The beef skewers grilled over a charcoal fire are also very flavorful, and at the end there is a spicy steak that makes the two of them sweat slightly.

After eating, it is natural to find a place to stay.

I also found a simple motel to take a temporary break.

"If I say."

Beatrice dropped her backpack on the bed and looked at Ethan with her fists clenched, "We're going to get things done tonight, so I guess you won't mind!" ”

"Of course not."

Ethan smiled and punched her.

Now that Bill already knows she's coming, there's no need to be sneaky anymore and just rush to the door.

The other side has responded to the battle.

Then he will not shy away from the war.

Finding East Asia from North America, and returning to North America from East Asia, isn't it just to find Bill!

Now that I have found it, of course I will not back down.

It's up to who's tougher.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Ethan pulled the zipper open.

The guns in the bag came into view, an AR15 with a scope and a pistol on their body, which was the weapon they had on hand, which Beatrice had purchased when she arrived in Mexico.

Against Yakuzha, more than enough.

Against the Viper Order, this thing is very choking!

When she was in the car, Beatrice said that the address was a building, and that it was a place for the Vipers to temporarily rest and train the killers, especially since Bill would definitely be well prepared.

Ethan took out the AR15 and examined it, and then threw it in:

"If I say that taking this thing to the door is tantamount to death, then I don't think you would object to it, would you?"

"Of course."

Beatrice tightened her cheeks, pulled Colt from her back to check the bullet, and then inserted it back: "You wait here for me for an hour, I'll go buy some weapons, don't run around!! ”

"Nope."

Flatly rejecting her offer, Ethan grabbed the car keys:

"Bill's channel, Bill knows."

"I don't want you to just buy the gun, and then the other party will know clearly what weapon we bring to the door, just let me go, my channel is different from yours."

"Also, I'm an outsider."

He spread his hands out, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not going to be so easy to get noticed." ”

“OK！”

After hesitating for two seconds, Beatrice nodded in agreement.

She was about to reach for it in her pocket, but Ethan held down the arm, and she couldn't pull out the contents.

"You don't have to worry about money."

Ethan waved his car keys and strode outside: "You gave me such an expensive katana, so it seems natural for me to give you some firearms." ”

"Don't run around, wait here."

Be a man!

You still have to have contacts with each other, and you can't always take advantage of it and not suffer losses.

Besides, the things that Beatrice bought were not necessarily what she wanted, and she definitely couldn't buy as complete equipment as herself, so for the sake of her life, he still decided to take out the equipment in the space.

Wandering around the streets of Juárez in a car.

I found another place to play with my phone for more than half an hour, and then returned to the motel.

When getting off the bus.

He already had a heavy travel bag in his hand.

The weight weighed down on his fingers, and Ethan secretly strode towards the room with his things.

On the corridor next to it, there were several rather plump Mexican women.

Accompanied by the laughter of several people, the smell of leaves wafted over, followed by the muttering of Spanish, although I couldn't understand it, but it was obvious that he was talking to himself.

"Hey."

Seeing that he didn't react, one of them waved his hand again and said, "Sir, Puxi, do you want it?" ”

I understand this.

Ethan smiled and shook his head at the women whose arms were thicker than his own, then took out the key and opened the door, took his bag and walked in with heavy steps, the wooden floor creaking.

One of the girls looked at the heavy bag in his hand and slowly exhaled a puff of leaf smoke.

"Bump."

The door was closed.

Beatrice also put down the gun in her hand and quickly stood up: "What did you buy?" ”

"Just a few small things." Ethan shrugged his shoulders and put the long bag on the bed, opened the zipper with a swish, and reached inside: "I don't know if I can use it, anyway, I have it first." ”

Two pieces of body armor were thrown out with inserts, and this thing must not be without.

It can save your life when it matters.

The female killer nodded hurriedly and helped to put on the bulletproof inserts.

Another AR15 assault rifle, which is difficult to get but can still be bought for a little money in Mexico, and is considered a good regular weapon, followed by two tactical belts on which to store guns and magazines.

and a few small and scattered items.

This thing can ensure that the things on the body are not messed up, one is difficult to hold, and the other is caused by mobility difficulties, which is still bought at the Chicago gun supermarket.

Four Glock 17s, neatly arranged on the futon.

A short fire reserve is very necessary.

It's not a bad idea to have a few more, and under normal circumstances, changing guns is always faster than changing magazines, Beatrice nodded repeatedly.

He looked expectantly at the next item.

Her eyes widened as Ethan's hand moved.

RPG！！！

A bazooka was taken out of his bag, along with two rockets.

Next, put your hands inside.

A grenade let him grab it from it and throw it on the bed one after another, a dozen round guys glowing in the light, and the female killer's throat rolled.

Two standard MP5 submachine guns.

Its ferocious firepower can come in handy at critical times.

Two daggers were thrown along with the gaiters, followed by a spare magazine, a box of box bullets, and some accessories.

The gun, naturally, is fully loaded.

But the spare ones still need to be temporarily installed by them, and Ethan will not put bullets in all the magazines when he is idle, in fact, these things are enough for him to squander alone.

It's just that now there is one more person, so it has to be temporarily reloaded.

It's not that hard.

"That's all."

Ethan tossed the empty bag aside and looked at the dense firearms on the bed with satisfaction: "You can buy more, but it's not necessary, the firepower here is enough for us to use, and more will only affect flexibility." ”

The marksmanship is accurate enough, and a single bullet can kill someone.

No, even if you carry a big pineapple light machine gun to the door, it will only be in vain.

(End of chapter)