Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 980 Flat push

  Qing Chen silently looked at the thatched house.

  In the middle of the dilapidated house, there was a black iron pot in the middle, and a group of children gathered around the iron pot, eating black roasted worms.

  Seeing Qing Chen woke up, they chewed the worms, looked at Qing Chen with a weird smile, and said something he couldn't understand.

  When the children were chewing, the legs of the big grasshopper were still sticking out of their lips.

  Qing Chen: "..."

  Why does he feel that these natives can eat people? !

  For Qing Chen, whose mind was still stuck in the autumn when he was 17, the experience of "first" time travel was a bit bad.

   With some of his memories sealed, he just entered the other world and spent eight hours in a dark safe house, listening to unimaginable stories for seven hours, and then returned to this kind of place.

  Qing Chen looked at the clothes on his body, they were the same rags as those Mexican natives.

  He still didn’t know that after the villagers carried him back from the Swallow Cave, some people saw that his underwear was precious, so they took all of them away. It was the kind-hearted aunt who put on old clothes for him, otherwise he wouldn’t even have clothes...

  The aunt came over with a plate of grasshoppers, butterfly larvae, and water cockroaches, Qingchen's scalp was numb.

  At this time, another child brought a plate of ant eggs. He brought it to Qing Chen, pointed to the white ant eggs, and pointed to Qing Chen's mouth.

  Qing Chen didn't know what to say, but the child looked at the ant egg and swallowed.

  Under normal circumstances, Mexican natives entertain you with ant eggs, which means that they treat you as a distinguished guest. This thing is called Mexican caviar.

   Qingchen looked at the aunt's smile, hesitantly grabbed the worm and ate it, chewing it, a spicy and sour taste filled his mouth.

  Just when he wanted to politely refuse the remaining worms, he accidentally ate all the grilled worms seriously, without any waste.

  Some things seem to have been engraved in his bones.

   At this moment, some fragments came from his mind like a tidal wave.

  Qing Chen sat on the bed stunned, he saw the wind and snow, and someone was talking to him.

  When he wanted to grab something from the tide, but the tide was bound by some kind of gravity, and it retreated.

   Seeing that the aunt had finished eating, she immediately patted him on the shoulder with a smile on her face, making a bang bang, and then brought him a new plate.

  Qing Chen: "..."

  How did this cause the aunt to get a bug? He never wasted food, and the other party served him worms plate by plate, and he couldn't finish it.

  Qing Chen noticed the hospitality of the other party, and asked tentatively in English: "Do you have a phone here? Or is there a way to leave here?"

  Auntie couldn’t understand what he said, so there was a lot of oomph, so she continued to roast bugs for the children...

  Qing Chen sighed: "It's really bad luck... I don't know if Qing Guozhong has been released?"

   What's more amazing is that if he hadn't lost his memory, he wouldn't even remember that he still has a father who was taken away.

  At this time, the sound of an engine came from outside the house.

   Qingchen's eyes lit up, and he could leave here if he had a car, regardless of what he had experienced before he lost his memory, the only serious thing was to return home as soon as possible.

  However, the next moment, there was a rapid gunshot outside, and the aunt hurriedly pulled the children and told them to escape through the window.

   But when she opened the window, someone was already blocking the outside.

  Qing Chen: "..."

  What is this called? I am just an ordinary high school student, how could I suddenly get involved in such inexplicable things? !

  However, dozens of ferocious bandits rushed in, tied everyone's hands with ropes, and took them to the car outside together.

  In the entire village of more than 300 people, more than 20 were killed, and the rest were all arrested.

  The gangster screamed unscrupulously, pulled the trigger and fired into the sky, as if celebrating this victory.

  Qing Chen was sitting in the truck bed with his hands tied, completely dazed, he didn't even know what happened.

  The four men in the truck held AK47 in their arms, watching everyone coldly.

  Qing Chen has never seen this battle before, and he doesn't even know where these gangsters are going to take him!

  He observed the environment and tried to break free from the hemp rope with both hands, but with a little force, the hemp rope broke...

  Qing Chen was startled. The four thugs in the back of the truck were brushing their guns at everyone, and he quickly tied the hemp rope to his hands...

  He is amazed by his current strength, but he has no real ability to judge the pros and cons of the battle.

  The boy's natural awe of guns and bandits kept him from acting rashly for the time being.

  The car drove staggeringly for six hours, and finally plunged into a dense forest.

  The convoy entered a stockade, and Qing Chen saw hundreds of Mexican natives wearing dirty face scarves under more than a dozen thatched huts, busy...making drugs.

   This is the den of a big drug lord!

  Qing Chen probably understood that the gangsters attacked the village earlier not because of the hatred and war between the villages, but because they needed labor to make drugs for them!

   However, this factory seems to have just been built, so there is a huge labor gap.

The thugs drove away the newly captured villagers and took them to an open field for pre-job training. Qingchen couldn't understand a word, so he had to rely on his memory to memorize the Spanish first, and then quickly analyze each sentence. what the term refers to.

  At this time, a thug made a call to Qing Chen, but Qing Chen couldn't understand, so he could only smile politely and awkwardly.

  The gangster talked for a long time, then suddenly rushed towards Qingchen, and pointed a gun to his forehead aggressively.

   This is the disadvantage of the language barrier, Qing Chen doesn't even know what the other party just said!

   During the stalemate, the native Mexican lady rushed forward to stop the gangster, and explained in the local language for a long time before the gangster's anger gradually disappeared.

  Qing Chen looked at the aunt, who was still willing to stand up and explain something to him under such circumstances.

  The thugs looked at them coldly, put away their guns, pushed them to their work stations, and gave each of them a dirty cloth strip to cover their mouth and nose, even children were no exception.

  While passing by the village, Qing Chen saw the gangsters gathering the boys together, giving them guns, and teaching them to pull the trigger.

  When the child was pushed down by the recoil, a group of thugs laughed unscrupulously. They wanted to train boy scouts for the big drug lords.

  Qing Chen sighed, is it so chaotic here, it’s better in China...

  Their work is not complicated, that is, the final step is to mold the high-purity powder into a brick shape. This is the original factory. High-purity drugs are made and sold to Europe, the Middle East, and the United States. The local distributors then dilute the powder and add magnesium powder, flour, and wall coverings to it...

   While working, Qingchen quietly surveyed the surrounding environment.

  There are more than 200 drug dealers in the whole stockade. The stockade is surrounded by wooden walls and four towers, on which there are always gangsters with guns on guard.

  These gangsters are even equipped with heavy machine guns!

...

  He observed for a long time, bowed his head silently, thinking about something in his mind.

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  Near the Mexican Swallow Cave, nearly a thousand people are rapidly infiltrating.

  The members of the Parents' Association are fully armed, like thousands of special forces soldiers, well-trained, and one by one, they are walking on the wall like walking on the ground.

  In the communication channel, Xiao Qi said in a condensed voice: "We must confirm the boss's location as soon as possible. If you want to live, you must see people, and if you die, you must see the corpse!"

  According to the speculation of the old man in Ginkgo Mountain, there is a 90% probability that Qing Chen has already died in the hands of the playwright, but as long as they don't see Qing Chen's body for a day, they will keep looking for it.

  At this time, they had come to the tiankeng of Yanzi Cave. Xiao Qi stood on the cliff and looked into the dark tiankeng: "One group, go down and check."

  120 people skillfully nailed the ropes and immediately lowered them to the bottom of the tiankeng.

   A group of members turned on the searchlights, and there was no one here.

  The only strange thing is that the mountain walls inside the tiankeng no longer look like rocks. The whole tiankeng seems to have been glazed by someone, as if crystals grew on the mountain walls.

  When the searchlights swept across, the entire tiankeng was colorful, like being in a dreamland.

  A team leader said in the communication channel: "The boss has completed the life and death test here, and the entire tiankeng has become a place of manifestation. However, the boss was not seen in the tiankeng."

  Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "Come on!"

Xiao Wu's analysis: "The boss's body was not found around. This is good news, indicating that he may still be alive. Unless the fortune teller directly sacrificed his body with forbidden objects. But if he is still alive, he has already returned several times. It's been an hour, why didn't you contact us?"

   "You forgot that the boss told you that he might lose his memory," Xiaoqi said in a deep voice, "Ten groups, immediately disperse to find a clue, and make sure to find the boss's trace before the next time travel!"

  Hundred people form a group, and ten groups of teams are immediately dispersed to the surrounding area.

Soon, they found the village where Qingchen lived temporarily. Xiao Wu looked at the empty village and contacted Xiao Qi: "I have a situation here. In one village, more than 20 people died, and there were bullet casings on the ground. Others All the people disappeared. There were tire marks on the road, but they were tracked for more than 30 kilometers, and the tire marks broke off on the road. You can ask the next village to see if anyone knows what happened."

  Xiaoqi took people to the next village and asked his family members who are proficient in Spanish to negotiate: "Others put away their guns and stand by for orders, so as not to disturb innocent villagers."

Five minutes later, the family came back: "The elders in the village said that they heard gunshots in the early morning. Generally, the whole village is taken away because drug dealers want to arrest people to work in drug factories. Haven't seen anything like this in a long time."

  Xiao Qi frowned, could this matter have something to do with the boss?

  Xiao Wu asked: "What should we do now? The drug manufacturing workshops are very hidden and hard to find."

Xiaoqi thought for a moment: "Use the key door to bring more family members over, and continue to search outside with the Swallow Cave as the center. Let's ask the big drug lords in Mexico and let them tell us that the secret drug factory is in where."

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  Ten hours later, in a splendid manor on the outskirts of Badilaguato, dozens of beauties were playing in the swimming pool.

  Six middle-aged men are sitting by the pool holding cigars, discussing the next distribution plan and their respective share ratios.

Guberman, the leader of the Sinaloa drug cartel in Badillaguato, is cutting the tail of his cigar: "The US Drug Enforcement Administration is investigating us, and I suspect that there is an inner ghost between us. Let everyone come today, not to suspect You, but hope that everyone will unite against the DEA in the future, and don't stab yourself in the back. If I find out who did this, I will break every rib of him and throw him in the pigsty."

   Inside and outside the manor, hundreds of militants are under martial law. They patrol back and forth with AK47 on their backs, keeping the manor tightly guarded.

   This Guberman is the leader of drug lords in this area. He has even killed American agents, and even the Drug Enforcement Administration has nothing to do with him for a while.

   Right at this moment, gunshots rang out outside the manor.

  The six people by the swimming pool suddenly stood up and looked solemnly in the direction of the gunshot.

   Guberman asked his cousin in charge of security: "What happened?"

  The cousin quickly said: "A 100-man army stormed in from the main entrance. Their speed is very fast and fierce!"

Guberman frowned and said, "Are there only a hundred people? No helicopters? No armored vehicles? What happened? During the last operation, the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration did not find my evidence. They have no reason to invade here! People from other drug cartels !"

   While speaking, the security team of nearly a thousand people rushed out, while Guberman sat back in his seat carelessly.

  He looked at the panicked beauties in the swimming pool and smiled, "Girls, don't be afraid, this is Buddy Raguato, even if the Drug Enforcement Administration comes, there's nothing they can do about me."

  However, just as Guberman sat back, the gunfire gradually subsided, and the manor gradually returned to tranquility.

  He said with a smile: "My security team is not bad, and the battle ended quickly."

  One thousand people beat one hundred people, you can know what the result is if you think about it.

  But a voice suddenly came from behind them: "Are you Guberman? Please tell me the addresses of all your secret factories."

   As soon as the voice fell, a black army infiltrated from outside the manor. The members of the Parents' Association were not as ferocious as human beings, their guns were accurate, and they ran faster than the acceleration of a sports car.

   Suddenly a thunderbolt strikes, who can bear it?

  One hundred people fight against one thousand drug lords, just like playing.

   Guberman sat stiffly on the rattan chair: "Are you mercenaries? Whoever hired you, I will pay double the price."

Xiao Wu laughed angrily, lifted Guberman up with one hand, and stopped firmly in mid-air: "Let me ask you, where is your drug factory, don't talk to me about those useless things. Money? We There is no shortage of money."

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   After 20 hours.

  Alengarh Prison is the most rigorous prison in Mexico. It is located in the desert and holds more than 3,000 murderers and drug dealers. It is known as one of the most feared prisons for drug lords.

  The leader of the Mexican cartel drug cartel is being held here.

Nowadays, the three major drug trafficking groups are like warlords, and they often engage in assassinations and fights. In order to avoid being killed, Cartel simply lives inside this prison. More than half of the prisoners in the prison are his people, and there are prison guards to protect them. Looking at him, he can be called the worst drug lord.

  At this time, a team of 300 people was crossing the desert outside the walls of Erenger Prison more than ten meters away.

  The prison guards saw them loaded with live ammunition from a distance, and immediately sounded the prison alarm.

   But the security force inside the prison is generally used to prevent prisoners from escaping and rioting. No one intends to prevent someone from pushing from the outside...

  Hundreds of prison guards hadn’t had time to organize resistance, but they saw three hundred of the most elite family members come outside the wall, easily run, and jumped over...

  The prison guards were numb seeing the family members jumping up the fence like grasshoppers!

  Xiaoqi led the team to quickly disarm, he found the warden and asked, "Where is Cartel?"

  The warden was shocked. When did the cartel group become so powerful that they could have such a tyrannical armed force to rob the prison? !

  He took Xiaoqi tremblingly and walked towards the prison. The prisoners were showing off on the playground, and Cartel was among the crowd, watching the group of armed forces in front of him easily push the prison guards flat.

   Cartel said coldly: "Who are you from?"

  Xiaoqi sneered: "You don't have to worry about it, just hand over the address of your drug factory, and we will leave after we get the address."

   Carter backed away slowly, and he waved to his subordinates: "Kill them."

   Some of these prison inmates even took out guns from their waists!

  Xiao Qi scratched his head: "What the **** is this prison, the prisoners can still hold guns?! Fuck them!"

Ten minutes later, Cartel saw nearly 2,000 of his men lying on the ground, and asked calmly, "Who are you guys? Do you want a drug factory? I'll give it to you... How painful it is Peaceful."

Xiaoqi smiled and said: "Isn't it over if you are so sensible? I have seen a lot of people like you. I don't know how many people like you were caught in the other world to step on the sewing machine. In the other world, who else would see you?" We dare to be so stubborn!"

   At this time, a phone call came, and Xiao Jiu said: "The Fangtes drug trafficking group has also been settled, and I have obtained the addresses of all the drug manufacturing factories, and I am going to go to find the boss in batches."

  In just 30 hours, the three major drug cartels that even the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration couldn't get rid of were just promoted by the parents' association.

  And there is only one thing the parent association wants to do, find Qing Chen.

  Those drug dealers never imagined how crazy Xiao Qi and the others would go in order to find Qing Chen. Even if you hide in the prison, they will kill you in the prison and find you out.

  The parent association team set off again, preparing to wipe out all the drug factories in Mexico.

  (end of this chapter)