the world is at stake

Zhou Qingfeng's big hand was very warm, but his silence made Sandra feel very annoyed.

After treating the wound and wiping his body, the girl grabbed his vitals, pinched it hard, and asked angrily, "Are you going to fuck me?"

The delicate voice passed through the wooden door of the bathroom and reached Sandra's living room.

The children of the family were sent to bed.Under the incandescent light, the girl's father sat at the table in the living room, talking to his wife about the miracles of the night.

"Our Sandra is as bright and beautiful as a gem. Every time she goes to the market to buy things, the men on the street are attracted by her. That Chinese must be very happy in the bathroom."

"I hope he can stay for a few more days. As long as he lives for a week, we can get half a year's income out of thin air. If I can live for half a month, I can buy my own second-hand taxi."

"It would be even better if he could take Sandra to the United States. Maybe he could immigrate our whole family to the United States."

Hearing that the husband's thinking was too absurd, the wife had to remind: "That's a Chinese, not necessarily an American."

"Everyone of Chinese descent is rich." Old Mo muttered, "The guy named Victor is worth two hundred dollars, so he must be richer."

It happened that Sandra's angry "do you want to do it" came, which made the couple at the living room table very uneasy.Lao Mo stood up and muttered again: "What happened?"

Not long after, the bathroom door opened, and the girl who had re-dressed ran out blushing and fled quickly.

Zhou Qingfeng threw down the blood-stained coat and walked out wearing only a thin cashmere sweater and trousers.He greeted Lao Mo first, and used the walkie-talkie to let Rogge continue to be an interpreter, chatting for a while.

The girl's mother saw that she couldn't intervene, found Sandra in the girl's bedroom, and asked in a low voice, "Son, what's the matter?"

The bedroom was dark with no lights on.The girl sat by the bed and said in a low voice, "That's a bad guy, very bad, very bad."

Mother was surprised, "Could it be...he is not interested in you?"

"I don't know, it should be at least a little bit."

"Only a little? Is he hard?"

"Hard, very hard, very hard."

"Very hard? That's not a little bit. But why...?"

"He kissed me and was very gentle. But he seemed to feel that it was inconvenient in the bathroom, so he bandaged my wound and wanted me..., wanted me..."

After all, it is the first time for a girl, inexperienced, unable to say those words.

The mother breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that it would be fine if she wasn't gay, and asked instead: "Men, they always have some fetishes. Your father hopes that he can stay for a few more days, so let him live in your room tonight."

After a while, Zhou Qingfeng was led to the girl's bedroom.He was holding the walkie-talkie and talking to Roger, when he saw a small bed in a small room, Sandra had changed into loose pajamas, and was pulling a curtain with her buttocks pouted.

"There is no spare room at home, you have to sleep with me." The girl said.

The walkie-talkie was pressing the call button, and Roger heard the girl's words.

The fat man shouted excitedly: "Victor, you are progressing very fast. I thought you needed my teaching..."

"Shut up!" Zhou Qingfeng shouted in a low voice.

He wasn't Liu Xiahui, he just felt that the girl's embrace was too abrupt.The unstoppable bed curtain is like window paper, it will tear if you poke it.

Putting down the weapon pouch and the walkie-talkie, and putting his weapons on the bedside, Zhou Qingfeng said 'thank you' and sat down on the bedside naturally.

Sandra put her hands on her knees and watched the man take off his trousers and coat.She pursed her lips, crawled over, and lowered her head...

But Zhou Qingfeng held the girl's little buttocks and gently picked her up, and the two of them were facing each other tightly.He whispered: "Sit up and move by yourself."

Can't understand……

But with a pillar supporting the sky, the meaning is very clear.

Outside the bedroom door, the girl's parents were listening to the wall.But there was a soft murmur in the room, mixed with some screams of pain, and the father, Lao Mo, slapped his hands with joy.

"Ah, I just knew, how could that normal man not like our Sandra? Her pearly eyes, silky skin, and unspeakably wonderful figure, even the Virgin would be jealous.

I bet this Victor will live in our house for at least a month. "

The murmurs will be soft for a while, then heavy, with Spanish and Chinese playfulness mixed in between.Although they can't understand it, it has no effect. The two men and women are communicating in the most primitive way.

After listening for a while, the battle in the bedroom intensified.

The girl's mother grabbed her husband by the neck and said, "Okay, don't listen. The child has grown up and she has found her own happiness. Now go to bed with me, and I hope you don't lose to young people."

Old Mo suddenly lost his face, "I've been driving for a whole day, and I'm very tired."

Chapter 074 Justice Preparation

At 06:30 the next day, before dawn, Zhou Qingfeng got up from the bed.

The residence of Sandra's family is really simple, and only a small wattage light bulb is on in the bedroom, which is dim and dim.The girl got her little head out of the bed and said something in a chattering voice.

Zhou Qingfeng handed over the phone, and the two of them could communicate with the help of translation software.The translated words surprised him, not as a greeting, not as a spoiled child, not as an expression of love.

The girl asked realistically: "Can you get me a new phone?"

This is probably called 'poor people with short ambitions'.

Thinking about the old functional phone that was crushed by the thugs last night, Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly, which made Sandra smile happily.

The girl's requirements are really low.But she quickly asked with a sad expression: "Is a mobile phone nothing to you at all?"

"Yes." Zhou Qingfeng still nodded.

"Oh...I thought I could marry myself to you last night." The girl hugged the quilt, a little sad, "Our young women all dream of marrying Americans, but at most they are prostituted by Americans.

I don't want to stay in Juarez anymore, but I don't know what my future will look like? The girl thought for a long time, then smiled bitterly, "I still want to thank you for your help last night, otherwise I would have died." "

There are many seized items in the weapon bag, including many spare mobile phones.

Zhou Qingfeng took out one at random, removed the SIM card, and handed it to Sandra after restoring the factory settings, and told him: "You must use a new phone number. The original one is dangerous and cannot be used."

There were also rolls of dollar cash in the bag, and he also grabbed two rolls and handed them to the girl, "Buy me some replacement clothes, not too good, just ordinary ones. The rest is yours.

In addition, tell your father that I will charter his taxi and pay by the day.In addition, I have three friends who want to come to stay, and the same two hundred dollars per person per day, I hope they can be settled well. "

A roll of dollars is one thousand.What was given casually was the income of Sandra's family for half a year.Coupled with the chartered car and accommodation, it is equal to a windfall.

Money can always dispel sorrow, the girl was so excited when she heard that, she quickly lifted the quilt and got up.But when she landed on both feet, she frowned secretly, turned her head and glared at the man tenderly, and cursed: "Monster."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and left the bedroom to go to the bathroom.

When Sandra told her father the news, the whole family rejoiced—the money could greatly improve the life of a family of seven, and their happiness could be raised several levels.

When Zhou Qingfeng came out of the bathroom, Sandra's mother gave him a big hug, danced and said a lot, as if she wanted to treat him with some special delicacies.

Sandra's father also came over to pat her chest. He also spoke a bunch of incomprehensible words, but the posture was probably willing to give everything he had, wishing that Zhou Qingfeng could live in his house forever.

After all, selling a few dilapidated rooms at the price of a star-rated hotel is such a good deal.

At dawn, Rogge and others arrived by car.They spent the last night in the van nervously making do.Due to fear of exposure, several people dare not show up casually.

When they arrived at Sandra's house, Rogge and the others ate a big meal without saying a word, and then fell asleep.

As the saying goes, 'money can drive ghosts'.

Zhou Qingfeng gave enough money, almost everywhere.Before noon, he had everything he wanted—turning into a foreign Chinese tourist, driving around the city in a taxi.

Although the gangsters are driving around in their cars, eager for 'ten million rewards'.But the more than 100 million people in the city still have to live, and the market is still lively.

Sanders' father is a local expert. He can tell the identity and approximate origin of the other party just by glancing at the license plate number on the road, or at the driver and vehicle.

For example, who is the man with a tattoo on his neck on the side of the road watching the business of several prostitutes, who is the boss behind it, how much money he makes every month, and who launders the money.

This was a surprise, the taxi driver knew everything about the city.From grievances and enmities to territorial division to collusion between officials and bandits, there is nothing Sandra's father doesn't know.

Even if there is any special situation that is really out of the way, this old Mo chatted a few gossips with other taxi drivers on the car radio, and soon knew everything about it.

Relying on the phone's voice input and machine translation, Zhou Qingfeng was stunned to find out the general situation of Juarez.

He even went to the free market in the city center, visited a wide range of goods, walked around the church and the square, and finally walked into a Chinese restaurant called La Nueva Central to enjoy a unique Mexican meal.

During lunch, Fuhrman called to inform him that he had arrived in El Paso, a small town north of Juarez.

The old man asked emotionally: "Victor, how big a scene are you planning to make? But don't let the news of gang wars decline."

Zhou Qingfeng sarcastically said: "Fullman, you also plan to come to Juarez to have some excitement? Here is no better than the United States, I can't care about you."

Fuhrman laughed at this, "Don't worry, I'm not going to Juarez, I just want to feel the atmosphere up close. I've already bet you with my pension, a full $20, and I bet you to win.

Rogge said that you should need equipment, and I sent it to you specially. "

Zhou Qingfeng does need equipment, including night vision goggles, micro-drones, and high-precision sniper rifles with silencers.With this equipment, he can turn Juarez upside down.

Half an hour later, Sophie, who accompanied her, drove a rented car across the Rio Grande at the border and delivered a large box to Zhou Qingfeng.

"Did the journey go smoothly?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"If you're asking about crossing the border, it's very smooth. The two border bridges are one-way traffic, and there is no inspection at all from the US side."

It was also the first time for Sophie to come back to Mexico, especially the notorious Juárez.She sat on the booth in the restaurant, looked around, and asked in a low voice:

"Victor, are gangsters really everywhere here?"

Zhou Qingfeng smiled, he understood French girls' curiosity.But the restaurant is full of ordinary residents, old and young, and there are no vicious hooligans.

“When you come back to the U.S., you’ll see sneaky guys at the border. Especially armed guys, with tattoos and not very friendly faces.

They will take out the heads of Rogge, the thin man, and Satomi, and compare them with the crossing personnel one by one.Of course, the avatar of 'Marco' is not needed, they remember it very well. "

Sophie seemed to understand half of it, but the chicken corn taco was so spicy that she couldn't help but drink a cold drink.She stuck out her tongue, blew a kiss to Zhou Qingfeng and said:

"It seems that I am not suitable for too intense gang wars. It is good to watch the battle from a distance. Come on, Victor, I have also placed a heavy bet on you."

The French girl patted the big suitcase she sent, and said ambiguously: "With the help of those Chinese students, we specially registered the Twitter account of 'Marco' for you, intending to publish your achievements.

Overnight, the number of followers on this account exceeded [-].So don't let me down, make some noise as soon as possible.Winning gives you special rewards. "

These guys don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and they can't wait for Juarez to detonate a nuclear bomb to be shocking enough.

Zhou Qingfeng sent Sophie away, packed the suitcase and returned to Sandra's house.

In the car, he checked the equipment sent by the support team—mainly an AR-15 and an M21.In addition to the night vision goggles for the rifle, there is also an anti-infrared cloak.

The drone is equipped with an infrared camera. Although it is a civilian model, the battery life is only half an hour, but it is enough for close-range monitoring.

After returning, Rogge and others slept for a few hours, and he was having a hot fight with Sandra's family.The fat man was eloquent, and he was bragging about something, which made Sandra's grandmother laugh out loud.

Just seeing Zhou Qingfeng come back with a big box, the atmosphere in the house suddenly became tense.He beckoned, called the fat and thin man and Sandra's father aside, and officially announced that he was going to make trouble.

"Since you have made a gamble, then I will continue the gamble. The gang leader Desailly offered a reward of tens of millions of dollars, and I have to let him know that he hit the iron board this time."

Zhou Qingfeng spread out a tourist map and first asked, "Rogge, has my tank arrived yet?"

Rogge shrugged, "The gang of greens never contacted us again. They always act impulsively and unreliably. I don't even know where they are?"

"Well, it doesn't matter if there are no tanks." Zhou Qingfeng roughly marked the location of the Brotherhood's stronghold on the map, "This target is at the back for the time being. Let's scare the gangsters in this ghost place first."

He turned to look at Sandra's father, "List a few of Desailly's capable men, and we'll kill them tonight to create some momentum."

The thin man can also speak Spanish, and translated for Lao Mo.

Old Mo was stunned for a long time, and replied, "Are you really killers?"

"Do you think my money is so easy to earn?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with a straight face, "Follow my command, and I will give you another [-] dollars after the matter is completed."

Roger took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and shook them, grinning grinningly, "I like your family and children very much, and I hope I can always like them."

Lao Mo was even more dazed, and asked Zhou Qingfeng after a while, "Can you marry my daughter?"

"No." Zhou Qingfeng refused without hesitation.

Alas...Old Mo sighed for a long time, but nodded in agreement.He will be the leader of Zhou Qingfeng's team and provide details of the Desailly gang.

The team acted immediately, and the first thing was that the thin man went to the city to steal a few cars...

And before dark, Marcos, who came on a small passenger plane, appeared in El Paso.Wearing a big baseball cap and carrying a crude bag, he crossed the Rio Grande Bridge across the border.

The water in the Rio Grande is shallow, and the concrete bed of the river is exposed.Strange graffiti are painted on the riverbed embankment on the Mexican side, highlighting the disorder and chaos of the world here.

Mar Keshi stood at the bridgehead and took a deep breath, the blood in his heart began to boil.

He used to punish evil and promote good here, he used to slaughter with cruel hands, and he was once invincible.Juárez's drug cartel suffered a heavy blow at his hands.Back then he represented justice.

But a bad economy is a breeding ground for crime, and once a crime boss is caught, ten successors will emerge.The fate of Latin America has long been doomed, and it seems that it will always be closely related to gang wars.

Marco Shi even had to hide his name afterwards to avoid retaliation.

When walking off the border iron bridge, a dilapidated pickup truck was waiting.

The friends on the pickup truck laughed and raised their hands and shouted in welcome: "Haha, my best brother, the famous gangster buster, you are finally back in this land.

I saw your twitter and knew you would definitely come.The death declaration you issued is really exciting, that is, to clean up those garbage who dare to provoke. "

Marco threw his luggage into the pickup truck and asked his friend, "What Twitter?"