the world is at stake

Zhou Qingfeng walked around the abandoned city, and the sun was about to set.

Rogue reported on the intercom: "Victor, we have left the alley behind the casino and are now heading to the Rio Grande Bridge."

The Rio Grande is the US-Mexico border, and to the north of the river is the small American city of El Paso.

"Can you return to the American side?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

Rogge replied in embarrassment: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. Because of the rampant drug trade, it is easy to enter Mexico from the United States, but you will be searched if you want to return to the United States.

Although we had no drugs and legal documents, there were bags of cash from the casino in the car.The thin man just estimated, at least 200 million dollars. "

Yankees are very fond of cash for tax avoidance and illegal transactions.From Rogge's point of view, he was absolutely reluctant to take the money he robbed out of thin air.But the money cannot be brought back to the United States through normal channels.

It is winter now, and it gets dark early.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the time and felt that it would be better to go back to the airport, at worst he would take Will's plane back.Cash can be dropped in the air and picked up later — that's what Mexican drug dealers do when they smuggle drugs.

"Rogge, let's meet at the airport."

But this idea was broken by Will who was circling in the sky, "Victor, there is bad news. I just received information from Juárez Airport. They said that the airport is closed and non-specific flights are no longer accepted."

Hey... the air passage is closed.

How to do?

Chapter 070

Due to the poor economy, more crimes, and the lack of municipal construction, most of Juárez's lights are dim except for a few wealthy and middle-class neighborhoods.

Interlaced wires span the streets, and low-slung bungalows stretch on and on.This is the most dangerous city in the world, with vicious murders happening all year round, especially for young women.

But as soon as it got dark, the gangster gunmen and mobs in Juarez had to stop.They ran after the 'ten million reward' all afternoon like hide-and-seek. They were exhausted and had to drink and eat.

Taking a break, hundreds of gangsters crowded outside the casino in the Lamision neighborhood.They are like balls bumping back and forth, walking around in disorder, whispering to each other, passing on their own news.

Several gang leaders are meeting to try to come up with a solution.But they don't know how to characterize the current situation?

If it's revenge, it's fine.

Marco is the enemy of the entire Juarez gang.

But after a long time, not only did the hatred not end, but many gunmen died.

To say it is Rush is very appropriate.

More than 50 people were killed and injured in a few hours, which is already quite tragic.

But who is the target of the fight?FBI and DEA?The most arrogant Mexican drug lords have no guts.

The ambulance in the city came with humming, but the medical staff could only act as body movers.More than a dozen people died in the casino, including security guards, croupiers, entertainers and the like.

Because of the large profits, casinos have always been the money bags that gangsters focus on guarding, and it is also their face and dignity.But today, this face was thrown on the ground and trampled on.

No one would dare to come to gangster casinos to make trouble on weekdays.But now the black body bags are constantly being carried out, making the atmosphere outside the casino stagnant.The tone of the on-site discussion became low until it became quiet.

Gangsters are human beings too, being brave and ruthless does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

Several leaders walked to a body bag and gestured slightly to the medical staff who were carrying it.

The zipper of the body bag was unzipped, revealing a rough head.Short beard, square face, high cheekbones, brown skin, typical Mexican appearance.

It's a pity that this head was hit by a bullet, and the half-drawn head disappeared, even the brains leaked out, and the inside of the head was empty.

"He is our beloved friend, may the merciful Mother receive his soul."

Several leaders crossed themselves on their chests, as if a rabbit had died and a fox had died.They looked at several corpses in turn, all of which were familiar faces.

After the mourning was over, the leaders continued to discuss.

"The airport is closed."

"The police said that this time it was not the official intention of the United States, but they hope that we can calm down the incident as soon as possible."

"The land ports are all our people. Don't try to escape easily. But this guy is really fierce, and our casualties are too great."

"Marco Shi has a few accomplices, a fat man, a skinny man, and an Asian woman. You can find them first and kill them all."

The neon lights at the entrance of the casino are shining, and the gang leaders are looking for a solution under the strange lights.On the church spire 300 meters away, Zhou Qingfeng was sitting at the window of the bell tower looking out.

Without a sniper rifle, it is difficult to hit the target at a distance of more than 300 meters.

Zhou Qingfeng originally had a FAL rifle, but the ammunition ran out and he had to throw it away.He doesn't even have a telescope now, so he can only observe with his keen naked eyes.

In addition to looking around, Zhou Qingfeng had to sort out the guns and ammunition on hand - the seizures during the day were rich, but too complicated.There are more than a dozen calibers of light bullets and dozens of firearms.

12mm, .[-], .[-], .[-], .[-], .[-], NO.[-] shotguns...a lot of mess.

There was even a 7.62mm Nagant revolver seized, which was used by the political commissars of the Soviet Army to supervise battles and shoot cowards during World War II, and it can be put into a museum.

Zhou Qingfeng picked out some mainstream ammunition and firearms, and discarded all the other miscellaneous goods.This reduced the weight of his weapon bag by more than half, making it much easier.

Rogge's voice came from the intercom, "Victor, there is some good or bad news, do you want to hear it?"

"Fart the fart." Zhou Qingfeng stuffed the quick loader with ammunition and pressed the call button.

"The mess we had in Juarez has become a big news, at least the whole of the United States knows that there is a strange gang war going on here."

"so what?"

"Fullman found out, the old man was very angry, said that we shouldn't leave him, and said he would come to join in the fun."

"What can the old man do here?"

"Who knows? Might be able to fly a drone to drop us some supplies or something. But he won't be across the border in El Paso until tomorrow morning at the earliest."

In the past, Mexican drug dealers dug tunnels to cross the US-Mexico border, which was laborious, tiring and unsafe.But now they have long used the long border to transport drugs by remote-controlled drones.

Regarding this convenient mode of transportation, the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration said that it is very difficult, the difficulty of interception is too high, and the efficiency is too low.However, drones can also be used to fight drugs, which is also a distress for drug dealers.

In addition to Fuhrman, Rogge also reported another message, "Victor, the Middle Eastern tank seller you are looking for sent a message saying that they have already set off with the goods. You are asked to prepare the final payment."

"What?" This news really surprised Zhou Qingfeng, "I asked Yousuf to meet in Juarez, but the question is... who asked him to bring the goods?"

All the mess is squeezed into one.

"The airport in Juarez is closed, what else can be shipped?"

"Yousuf said that their cargo plane will fly to Mexico City, and after paying the final payment, it will be transferred to Juarez. It seems that they really think you are the gang leader in Juarez, and they have prepared the tanks you want Group."

In Zhou Qingfeng's mind, tanks of tens of tons are very difficult to transport equipment.He wants to discuss shipping details with the seller in Juarez before deciding how to get the 'goods' delivered.

But now that the other party has received the advance payment, they actually started shipping the goods.How big a heart is this?

"One more thing, there is a gang leader named Desailly in Juarez who offered 1000 million dollars in cash for Marco's head."

"Oh, I already knew about it."

"You sure don't know that the American gaming company made a bet on this, who will win between you and Desailly?"

Betting on my life, what else?

Rogge lowered his voice, "Victor, now your odds are astonishingly [-] to [-]. The thin man and I have bet $[-] on you."

What……

Zhou Qingfeng was so angry that his head was smoking, "You two bastards actually use me to get rich?"

"No, it's not that we are going to make trouble. It was that bitch Sun Luoji who told us.

He also encouraged Will, Fuhrman, Sophie and Satomi, saying that the odds are considerable, and it is a low-risk financial management project with a very considerable return.Because we have you, we can make money steadily. "

Roger quickly shirked responsibility.

"Can this also become a financial management project?" Zhou Qingfeng was not fuming, but furious, "Low risk, but still profitable?"

Rogge raised the volume a bit, "Victor, make the noise bigger to attract more people to bet.

The thin man and I have decided to put all our money in the gamble.If you win, you will be financially free.

But before the gamble is big enough, don't win too easily.You better not die, or the odds will drop.

Once in a lifetime opportunity, please come by! "

“Street View of Juarez“

“Streets of Juarez“

Author's Note: Markets and streets of Ciudad Juárez.The law and order in the city is very poor, but more than 100 million people still have to live.

Chapter 071

As the night darkened, the city of Juárez became quieter.

The gangsters in the city are a little bit hard to get off, and they can't take back what they say, and the "ten million rewards" will continue.Its key members took out dollars and bewitched more poor people to become thugs and join the fight.

But the mobilization ability of gangsters has an upper limit, and their organizational ability is far inferior to that of the government. What they can do is to use vehicles to patrol back and forth at various intersections to search for suspicious targets.

This kind of search is no longer focused on 'Marco Shi' alone. The gang leader retrieved the photos of Rogge and others from the monitoring system of the hotel and casino, copied them and distributed them, and also offered a reward.

Coming down from the bell tower of the church in the Lamision block, Zhou Qingfeng restored his original appearance. The mask of 'Ma Keshi' was taken off and destroyed together with the forged documents, thrown into the trash can and burned.

This identity was completely exposed and could no longer be used.

Now Zhou Qingfeng needs a transportation vehicle and a change of clothes.It's just that the shops on the street are closed long ago.Occasional vehicles at the intersection pass quickly without stopping.

"I have to go get some food and drink." Zhou Qingfeng raised his hand to look at his watch, the time was almost eight o'clock at night.He has been fighting for several hours, and he is really hungry.

Turn on the phone and connect to 'Google Maps', you can not only locate, but also check the surrounding roads and buildings.He was looking for a restaurant or a supermarket or something.

But less than [-] meters away from the selected location, a woman's faint cries for help came from the alley beside the road, and there were also chaotic men shouting and laughing.

Hit again.

This is the 'City of Maiden Death', where lumpenproletarians can turn into thugs in minutes.Not to mention that there are also professional gangsters who specialize in finding fresh goods for American johns.

Even scarier...seeking 'sources' for illegal organ transplants.

In the battle during the day, Zhou Qingfeng has already seen a lot of 'beating, smashing and looting', all taking advantage of the chaos to do evil.If it's just for money, he doesn't care, but now...

The 'Python' revolver with a six-inch barrel was pulled out from the holster, and the fierce god in black strode into the alley by the side of the road with his weapon bag in hand.

At the entrance of the alley, a lady's satchel was dropped, and items such as lipstick, powder puff, and makeup mirror were scattered all over the place.

A few steps forward, an old feature phone was trampled to pieces.The circuit board is exposed under the plastic body, but the display screen is still working, the phone is connected, and a heart-piercing voice is calling from the other end of the phone.

Continuing forward, the alley was piled with stinking garbage, and a garbage can was dumped on the ground.Three men cheerfully held down a young woman, covered her mouth, and were tearing her clothes.

The girl kicked her legs wildly, but was firmly held down by the thugs.She can occasionally struggle to cry out in despair-everyone in the world calls 'Mom' with the same sound.

Zhou Qingfeng was already furious.

Juarez kills at least 100 young girls every year.Most of them are poor, earning a meager income by working in factories and shops.

Young girls are generally raped before their deaths, and their breasts or genitals are often cut off after being abused.

Murderers from different backgrounds left special marks to show their ferocity, and threw their bloody corpses into the wilderness or abandoned in the downtown area.

"Why do you want to do this?"

Zhou Qingfeng cursed behind the mob.He raised the 'Boa Constrictor', and gunshots rang out. The .[-] 'Magnum' bullets were quite powerful, blowing the head of the thug who was pressing on the girl.

"I don't understand you very much."

The gun was aimed at another thug. Although the other thug was only seventeen or eighteen years old, his face trembled with excitement during the violence.When he turned his head and saw Zhou Qingfeng, he was shocked again.

Bang... Zhou Qingfeng did not forgive.

"Why bully the weak?"

The last thug made a strange cry and rushed forward to pester him in an attempt to snatch the 'boa constrictor'.But just as he stood up, he was kicked so hard between his legs that his balls exploded.When he got down on his knees and made a painful confession...

The 'boa constrictor' aimed at the back of its head, and the warhead shot in, burst, and passed out of its mouth.

"It's cool!"

The muzzle of the gun hung down, and the three bodies fell one by one.

The victimized girl was pumping by the trash can.She had a mental breakdown, and only heard three gunshots, and the thug who bullied her was punished and lay dead on the ground.

There was a more fierce guy in front of him.

There were no lights in the alley, it was dark.

The girl didn't know who saved her, but she heard the other party say something in English, "It's all right, let's go home."

After waiting for a long time, the girl was trembling and unable to stand up.Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, turned and left.He just regarded himself as 'learn from Lei Feng and do good deeds', and he didn't intend to leave his name.

It's just that at the entrance of the alley, the girl yelled a few words in Spanish that she didn't understand.She tried her best to get up, chased after Zhou Qingfeng, and dared to grab the hem of the man's clothes.