The pouring rain and darkness became the best cover. The members of the Hei Wuchang Special Forces reduced to zero and quickly retreated in hiding. Only Zhang Feng and Caldera were still hidden in the night.
Like hunting beasts, Zhang Feng and Caldera were patient enough and waited quietly.
Zhang Feng's face looked a little ugly. He thought he could rescue the goshawk, but he didn't expect that the other party would move the goshawk in advance.
The blood stains found in the prison room had not completely dried up, indicating that the Goshawk had not been transferred for a long time, that is, about half an hour before his arrival. This can be roughly judged by the people who have just arrived and surrounded them.
If he had moved earlier, he would have had enough time to make arrangements, so that he and Caldera would not be left alone.
The other party actually noticed it? This was somewhat beyond Zhang Feng's expectations.
Goshawk deliberately didn't speak on the phone. He was careful enough. Unexpectedly, Pedro was even more alert.
Now, Zhang Feng had to pay more attention to Pedro.
At the same time, send a message to the gigolo, briefly tell him the matter, and ask him to return directly to the mountainside villa without having to bring anyone over.
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The other side.
Zhao Qiang led people to meet Sanifu in a high-end apartment in Mexico City. The latter's skin is fairer than that of most Mexicans, his beard is also very neatly trimmed, and his long, slightly curly hair is tied back.
The guard standing at the door of the apartment originally wanted to search Zhao Qiang, but Zhao Qiang refused.
The meaning is very clear that if there is a body search, then there is no point in meeting. Weapons are the basis for self-protection, especially on the opponent's territory. If you hand over all the weapons, wouldn't you be putting your life in the hands of others? It is naturally impossible for Zhao Qiang to do such a stupid thing.
Moreover, just like what he said to Zhang Feng on the phone, but with his unique skills, wouldn't he be discovered if he was searched
Finally, it was Saniefu in the room who spoke. Zhang Feng walked into the room with two dark-blooded people. The other dark-blooded people stayed at the door. Eye.
Sanefu sat on the sofa and did not get up. He was shaking a red wine glass in his hand, looking very arrogant.
There was a woman curled up next to her. She had healthy wheat-colored skin, plump breasts and a round ass. She was only covered by a silk suspender pajamas. She was a complete beauty.
Zhao Qiang walked in and walked down in a swaggering manner, not showing the slightest restraint because he was on someone else's property.
After all, he is also someone who has seen big scenes, and he is very familiar with the laws of the underground world. He knows that he must not weaken his momentum at this time.
"You just want to see me?" Saniefu turned to Zhao Qiang and asked.
"That's right. It's really enviable that Mr. Sanefu is still accompanied by fine wine and beautiful women." Zhao Qiang smiled, without mentioning the purpose of this visit.
Sanefu did not accept the question, but said: "I don't know what to call him? He must have just arrived in Mexico? Where did he come from?"
Zhao Qiang raised his eyebrows. He really didn't expect that Sa Niefu would test his background as soon as he opened his mouth. Was he a little too anxious
"It doesn't matter what I call you. Have you come here? It really didn't take long. As for where I came from, it is even less important. Mr. Zanief, I just want to talk to you about a business. I don't know if you have any not interested?"
After hearing the precise answer, Sanie sneered twice and placed the wine glass in his hand on the coffee table.
"Want to do business? Then you should find my elder brother Pedro. I believe he will be very interested. As for me? As you said, I prefer fine wine and beautiful women."
As if to prove what he said, Sanie took the woman next to him and put his hand in along the hem of her pajamas. After rubbing it for a while, he reluctantly took it out, put it under his nose and smelled it, with a smile on his face. He said greedily: "It seems we have nothing to talk about. Let's see the guests off."
Zhao Qiang didn't expect to be ordered to be kicked out so quickly, and he felt a little unhappy. However, thinking of what Zhang Feng told him, he didn't say much and stood up directly.
"Farewell." He turned and walked towards the door.
The two dark-blooded men standing behind him always had their hands on their waists, ready to pull out their guns at any time.
After Zhao Qiang and Dark Blood's people left, the inner room opened and a man came out and sat down on the sofa.
"What do you think?" Saniefu changed the pretentious expression on his face and became very calm and calm. One and the other, they were completely different.
"This group of people should have had a conflict with Pedro. It's unmistakable! They want to rescue people from Pedro. I'm afraid it won't be that easy. Don't worry, they will definitely come to beg you. When the time comes, you Then we can use them to deal with Pedro, as for Cerza? Humph, he is just a reckless man, I have plenty of means to deal with him." The man said coldly.
Sanefu nodded, "You have to be careful yourself."
"Don't worry about me."
… …
When Zhao Qiang left the apartment, the corners of his mouth were twitching with anger. He didn't expect Sa Niefu to be so disrespectful.
But now, the other party has no choice but to detonate the grenade and die together with the other party.
Take the people back to the mountainside villa.
In a villa in the sixth block of the wealthy district, Pedro was wearing pajamas, a cigar in his mouth, and a double-barreled spray gun on his shoulder.
And sitting opposite him was the goshawk!
Goshawk's spirit seemed extremely depressed, and he had a lot of new scars on his body.
The dried black blood, coupled with the fresh bright red blood, made the original color of his clothes invisible.
In addition, there was another person in the room who was a translator. There was no way. Pedro only knew Spanish and could hear some simple English, but it was completely impossible to speak.
Therefore, if you want to interrogate Goshawk, you naturally need a translator.
"What the hell, tell me what on earth do you do? You actually know how to use mobile phone positioning to report the news, and you almost succeeded? If Ilnie hadn't smartly reminded me, you would have fooled me! Tell me. ! I'm satisfied with that. If I shoot you in the head, you will suffer less." Pedro cursed.
"You're the only one who deserves to know what I do? Haha." Goshawk grinned, and he was able to smile. However, this smile made people uncomfortable, with a strong sense of ridicule.
After hearing what the translator said, Perode swung his butt and hit Goshawk on the face. The latter fell directly to the ground, with a bloody gash on his face.
"You don't need to argue with me. I have already sent people there. Those who come to rescue you will have to leave them there." Pedro said with a sneer.
Goshawk was actually able to laugh, "You are so naive!"
"You!" Pedro couldn't help the anger in his heart. He picked up the gun and put it on Goshawk's head. "Believe it or not, I will shoot your head off!"
The goshawk just tilted its head and said nothing!
In the end, Pedro put down the gun himself and muttered: "Damn it, no, your rotten head is worth 10 million US dollars, you can't just waste it like this!"