Chapter 48

Looking at the row of corpses in front of him, Huck, the boss of the toom family, clenched his fist tightly, and his low tone represented that he was suppressing his terrible anger.

"Who did it?"

Sitting opposite him, bald Scott threw the two photos in front of Huck as usual: "it should be these two people."

"I know this woman, the 20 million fat sheep named by the head." Huck took a picture of Sharon. "So who is this man, this woman's mistress?"

"I don't know," Scott shook his head, "but just came the news that Gabriel offered a reward of 50 million green bills and asked for the man by name."

"Fifty million?" Huck grinned grimly. "Big pen."

Scott smiled coldly: "but the requirement is that this man must be captured alive."

"Well thought," Huck suddenly stood up and said angrily, "kill my brother and still want to live? No matter how powerful the Gabriel family is, this is the border, not a comfortable Mexico City. "

He threw the picture on Zachary, who was dying in peace, and said with gnashing teeth: "send a warrant, block the border and search the whole process. Even if you dig three feet, you must find the dog men and women."

"Suddenly..."

A rusty three wheeled tractor, spraying black smoke, was driving "suddenly" on the streets of Sangxi city.

There is no rule that you are not allowed to go on the road if the exhaust emission exceeds the standard, because it is not the most broken car. Horse drawn cars and donkey drawn cars can be seen occasionally on the street.

As for a man and a woman sitting in this tricycle, it is Sharon and Monica.

The SUV was so conspicuous that on his way to Sangxi City, Sharon used the car and 50 yuan green bills to buy the tractor from a farmer, plus several sets of old clothes.

As for the seriously injured man, he was stuffed into the rear body of the tractor, with a pile of messy agricultural products on it.

His face was deliberately covered with dirty mud, and then he put on a big cornice hat. At a glance, he thought it was the farmer who came to sell vegetables. No one could see anything unusual about Sharon and Monica.

Driving the tractor, seemingly casually parked beside a secluded alley, Sharon covered his hat and walked down the corner to the nearby public telephone booth.

After inserting a few coins, Sharon dialed the phone again. After the call was quickly connected, it was still the man's voice with a little husky: "where is it?"

Sharon's answer was also very crisp: "in the city."

"OK, I'll see you at Millie's fast food restaurant at 28 XX road in an hour."

Sharon hung up the phone, seemingly carelessly returned to the tractor and whispered to Monica, "I have something to leave for a while. Just wait here and don't leave."

Monica's eyes widened: "what? Do you know where this is? More than 1000 people are missing in Mexico every year, of which more than 80% are women. You left me here alone, just waiting to be kidnapped. "

"You're carrying a gun. You're afraid of farting!"

"In this damn place, who doesn't carry a guy? My broken pistol is useless!"

"Well... Why don't you take that guy and find their companions?"

"He passed out and didn't tell me where to meet. Where can I find it?"

Sharon snorted, "I don't care. Anyway, sometimes, you can't follow me."

Monica turned her eyes and smiled cunningly, "are you sure you don't need translation? In this place, there are not many people who can speak English. "

“……”

Millie cafe, although its name is very foreign, is actually a very simple low bungalow. Sharon drove the three wheeled tractor and stopped at the door. It didn't look so abrupt.

He opened the wooden door and went into the dark room. Sharon looked around. There was no one in the cafe except the waitress who was cleaning the table.

"It's time," Sharon glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. "Hasn't that guy arrived yet?"

The waitress came forward and said lazily, "what do you want, the latest agate stone coffee? Do you need a cup?"

She speaks English.

Xie Lun raised his eyebrow: "73x867m."

The waitress's face changed slightly, reached for the back door and pointed, "he's waiting for you in the back."

Well, bring Monica here.

Sharon motioned Monica to stay in the cafe and came to the backyard alone. A burly and tall man was practicing walking in the small yard with crutches. Seeing Sharon coming in, he said in a deep voice, "James sent you?"

"That's right."

Sharon looked at the strong man. Although he was old, his momentum was still very pressing. But there was a cross wound on his face, and the stitches on the wound had not been taken off.

"Rambo, John Rambo."

Rambo took the lead in reaching out.

"Special agent NIA, Sharon!"

Sharon shook hands with the legendary lone hero in the last world film.

Rambolo was a little surprised: "NIA? I also think you belong to the Ministry of state or the military. "

Sharon shrugged: "James has no one under his hand. He caught my job temporarily."

"No problem, I believe James's vision."

Rambo leaned on a crutch and motioned Sharon to follow him into the hut in the courtyard building.

After sitting down separately, Rambo sighed, "I'm sorry to involve you in this kind of thing. I can't help it. If I want to fully recover my combat effectiveness, I need to maintain my injury for at least two months. By that time, I'm afraid the girl will have died. "

"Girl?" Sharon was stunned and asked in a deep voice, "are you sneaking into Mexico for a girl?"

"Her name is Dora, my neighbor's granddaughter. She has taken care of me since I retired. She can be said to be my family. "

Rambo sighed, "but the child is too kind, too naive and easy to trust others. In order to find her father who abandoned her, she didn't listen to my dissuasion and sneaked here. As a result, she was betrayed and fell into the hands of the gang. "

"And I underestimated the enemy too much. When I came here to look for it, I attracted the attention of the gang. By the time I found out, I had entered their encirclement. "

Rambo pointed to the cross wound on his face: "that's what they left for me, and I'll never forget that guy's name in my life. Zachary, a damn scum bastard. "

"Zachary?" Sharon smiled faintly, "you don't have to worry about him. Last night, I opened his skull with my own gun."

"What?" Rambo was slightly surprised and looked at Sharon. "How did you conflict with them?"

Sharon smiled: "nothing, a little thing. I want to borrow their car, and they don't agree, so I'm at least a little tough. "

"Borrow a car? They? " Rambo felt his lips dry. "Who else have you seen besides Zachary?"

"I don't know. Anyway, those dozen people, like Zachary, have become bodies."

"... I know the people under James are not simple, but I didn't expect to be so cruel?"

"You're welcome, sir. There were more people who died suddenly than me."