A War Between Spies

Yang Yi never thought that one day he could rely on a taxi driver to take him out of danger.

No matter who is chasing it, letting a taxi take it away, this kind of thing seems not only unreliable, it is even ridiculous.

But only need to spend 1,500 US dollars to get rid of the hunt, Yang Yi is of course happy, he is very happy.

A little bit interesting.

Yang Yi immediately took out another thousand dollars, and then the black driver pumped the money faster.

"where do you want to go!"

"Don't be caught by the sliver!"

"I didn't see the police car."

"It's FBI..."

The driver looked surprised, but he was not the one who was shocked, but the kind of heartfelt admiration for Yang Yi.

"What are you doing? Oh, hey, man, don't tell me, I don't want to be your accomplice, or be considered as a criminal, but no matter what you do, you won't shoot me for a chance. right?"

Yang Yi is a handkerchief: "Man, when you are chatting, can you drive the car faster?"

The driver scratched his neck and said: "If you are caught, can you not sell me, just when you get a taxi, and I just sent you to the destination, that's it, can you?"

"Isn't it? You drive a taxi. I pay to go where I want to go. Isn't that the case?"

The driver laughed and revealed a big white tooth, and then he said loudly: "Yes, that's right. Hey, let me think, what you want is to get rid of it instead of going to a specific place?" if……"

After thinking for a moment, the driver nodded: "I know."

No longer talking to Yang Yi, the taxi driver is driving attentively, but at this speed, telling the truth is really slower.

“Can it be faster?”

"Wait a minute, don't worry, don't worry..."

Speaking, the driver suddenly turned the car into a small street, and then he accelerated the speed, but it was only a little faster.

To be honest, if you want to talk about car skills, Yang Yi should be much better than this driver, but he is obviously not as good as the taxi driver compared to the familiarity with the local terrain and road conditions.

"I will send you to a place, there is no police, no monitoring, no camera, yes, absolutely not. If you want to get rid of tracking, then this place is absolutely right."

Yang Yi looked back, then he said calmly: "Where?"

The taxi driver laughed again and showed a big white tooth. He was very proud of it: "Black Street."

"Black Street?"

"Of course it is a black residential area, the murder rate is high and scary. Everywhere is a little punk. Every camera you can see is destroyed. Yes, it was deliberately destroyed. The best part is that this neighborhood is very Nearly, we only need to cross six streets, this is your best choice now."

It sounds like a good choice.

Yang Yi looked back again. There was no police car, and it didn’t look like it was tracking his car. Now it’s not a dark battle. If he is really discovered, it’s not just a police car chase, but now there should be The helicopter is right.

The taxi is still not slow, but it is indeed a black community.

At the door of the house on the side of the road, three or two young people can often be seen sitting on the dilapidated sofas, and there are people who are doing nothing, in short, a very common black community.

“Where do I get off the bus?”

"Wait a minute, wait a while, see the turntable in front? Where are you, there are many ways to choose, the best is that there is no monitoring, no police, hey, man, your money is not worth the money. ?"

Yang Yi felt that it was quite worthwhile. At this moment, the taxi driver continued: "If you are willing to spend another thousand, I can help you more."

"Ok?"

"Do you need to change clothes? Or do you need a place to live? Oh, of course, the price may need to be a little higher, but I see you like a rich man, and your troubles are not small, then you are willing to take a gun hijack One person, then stayed with his family for one night? Of course, even if you hijack a gun, there will be no alarm. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yang Yi thought for a while and said: "I understand, but I have no guns."

"Yes, as long as you have money, then you have a gun. The question is how much do you have now?"

The problem is that Yang Yi doesn't pay much attention to him. The cash on his body is not too much, because it is a very strange thing to carry a lot of cash in the United States.

"I don't have much cash, but can I have a card..."

“Can I swipe my card? I mean, will it be discovered by swiping the card?”

"Other people's cards have nothing to do with my identity. I can brush a lot of money."

The taxi driver laughed again, and then he yelled at Yang Yi: "Man, if you get into trouble, look for your black guys. Since you can swipe your card, there is no problem."

Now that Yang Yi’s identity has been exposed, he will use his current credit card to swipe his card, so he will soon be locked in, but Yang Yi’s wallet must have a card available, otherwise he needs money but no money. As one of the richest people in the underground world, it would not be embarrassing.

But Yang Yi does not believe that his black buddies will do a good job.

"My card can brush nearly 10,000 dollars, it should be, I am willing to give you all the money!"

"10,000! Wow, man, you have a lot of money! This problem is easy to solve right now. Now, brush a thousand on my pos machine, I have to bear the risk right?"

Yang Yi was so happy that she took a thousand brush, and then the taxi drove for a while, and it was 200 meters. After stopping, she opened the window and shouted at a child sitting in the doorway: "Call your brother out!"

The child looked at the driver and did not move.

"Fak ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You little bastard, want you to beat you? Call him out!"

The child reluctantly got up and opened the door, then he shouted a few words. Not long after, a young man with a hat came out and came to the taxi.

After a series of complicated gestures, the driver whispered: "Come on the gun, this buddy wants to hide, he can give you thousands of pieces!"

Looking at Yang Yi, the young man who came out widened his eyes and said: "Money."

"Swipe the card, swipe my card here, do you believe me? Brother? Do you believe me? If you trust me, let us divide the money, you take four thousand, I take four thousand, because this buddy can come up with eight thousand! Eight Thousands!"

"and many more!"

The young man reached out and took a pistol out of his crotch. He quickly entered the car. The driver leaned back and did not touch the gun, but he was against Yang Yidao: "Man, holding a gun and pointing a gun at my brother. Head into his home, then... you understand it?"

This is also OK, Yang Yi looked at the people outside the car, he reached out and took the pistol, then he swiped the card again, brushed out eight thousand dollars.