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Chapter 102: Things That Can Never Be Touched

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    Huhu~~

    The hot wind blows the sand and dust across the ground, the tumbleweeds tumble and hit the cactus, the Gobi outside Chihuahua, the wind and sand blows over the row of villas, inside the panoramic glass windows, several sexy Mexican girls casually  Swinging to the music, a few Mexican men next to him occasionally pulled one over, sat on the sofa, ironed tin foil, and shook a vertical white powder for the woman to smoke.

    Seeing the excited and twitching woman lying on the sofa, a group of men swarmed up, carried them to a nearby room, and slammed the door shut. Soon, there were laughter, groans and heavy gasps.

    In another villa not far away, a thin and thin figure sat in a dim yellow room, pressing the powder spread on the table with his dark palm, and in an instant, it turned into pieces of crystals, crushed and put into a container to stir well.

    In an instant, the deputy came over to insert and remove the needle tube, sucked up half the tube of liquid, turned around and walked to the corner. The woman in ragged clothes had a runny nose, grabbed her collar uncomfortably, looked around restlessly, her bare arms and calves were covered with dense skin  eye of a needle.

    Seeing someone handing a needle, a dog that had been hungry for a long time rushed over, "Give it to me! Give it to me!"

    The woman almost screamed, snatched the syringe from the opponent's hand, pierced her arm with a trembling needle, and closed her eyes comfortably on her thin face, enjoying the momentary stimulation brought by the medicine.

    "how do you feel?"

    The man squatted down and looked at the woman's expression, but before she could answer, the woman who was holding the syringe suddenly threw herself on the ground, her eyes suddenly opened and white, foaming from her mouth, she kept twitching on the ground, her lower body was in tatters  His trousers were instantly wet with urine, and there was a chemical smell.

    "There is no need to answer, it seems that there is no success."

    The drug dealer snapped his fingers, and two Mexican men came in and dragged away the dead woman on the ground, and someone came in to clean up the filth on the floor, then bowed out of the room and closed the door behind him.

    "You go out too."

    The thin figure just turned his face slightly, and the drug dealer who still had a smile on his face quickly restrained his smile, and retreated cautiously.

    'It seems that the toxicity has increasedIt should be increased slowly according to the previous dose, but this ability of mine is really useful.  '

    The sun shone through the gap between the tightly closed curtains, and fell on the long table full of bottles and cans. The man's face was slightly sideways, thin and pale, looking at his palm, and gently rubbing against his face lovingly.

    Ten years ago, he was an inconspicuous gangster in this city, not even a drug dealer. Later, he accidentally picked up a glowing red stone. As a result, he fell into a coma for three days. After waking up, he found that he had obtained a  A special ability to release different types and degrees of poisonous gas, and even turn those "cute" into a unique new breed, which is very popular in the market.

    In the past ten years, relying on this ability, he has faintly become the largest drug lord in Mexico. There are more than a thousand people under him armed all over several big cities in the eastern state.  A precarious gangster, to the city of a big drug lord.

    No one dared to disobey him, not even the mayor. Two months ago, a female mayor who just took office threatened to ban drugs. The next day, he sent someone to kill the bold female mayor in front of his house.

    Perhaps, after gaining the ability, she becomes moody and even a little cruel, but so what, Vlandia likes this feeling of being above other people's lives more and more.

    "If there is a second stone of that kind, I think my ability will become even stronger"

    Rubbing his palms, and whispering, the door behind him knocked, and a voice from outside said, "Four of us were killed by the city?"

    "The western city came to grab the territory?"

    "No, it's an old Chinese. That's what the witness police said."

    In the sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains, Vlandia turned her face and frowned: "Old Zhong?"

    This title is not a good word, but the commonly used vocabulary in Mexico refers to three situations, one is Asian and East Asian faces, and the other is one of the low castes during the Spanish colonial period. A small part of it is called black blood and most of Indian blood.  The third situation refers to curly hair. People with curly hair are also called chino or china. In South American Spanish, china means maid.

    Obviously, the four men who killed him, known as Lao Zhong, should be Asians.

    Vlandia looked suspiciously at the gaps in the curtain that were slightly fluttering in the wind. It was the hot afternoon sun outside, and in the wind and sand, a dilapidated car was about to drive into the townhouse.  range of?

    Kema, who was sitting in the co-pilot, touched the gun in his trouser pocket and looked at the outline of the distant building through the car window, feeling uneasy.

    "Will you rush in later? Sir."

    "No!"

    Wang Ruhu turned the steering wheel around a few stones on the road. From the corner of his eye, he stared closely at the few eyes who were hiding in the dark and waiting to see them. Those were the gunmen of the drug dealers.  However, the speed of the car did not slow down at all, but instead drove straight to the opposite villa area.

    "Break in, behave too fiercely, the other party will easily escape, of course it is better to lure them out directly, how much money do I have left? Take it out together, let's buy those things that make people 'fascinated' and cause a lot of trouble."

    "Pretending to be a drug dealer?"

    Kema is not stupid, he couldn't understand the meaning, so he awkwardly flipped to the back row, and found a luggage bag from the bottom. Inside were all the beautiful knives that Wang Ruhu brought from the United States, except for Professor Harles and Li Lan.  Part of it, the rest is here. On the way here, refueling and eating are all a small amount of money. After all, there are two or three hundred thousand on me.

    Soon, when the car was entering the gate of the villa, it was stopped by several drug dealers guarding the door with guns. After all, they did not intend to shoot when they drove in such a grand manner. Firstly, they were not government police, and secondly, there were no other gangs.  There is no need to shoot.

    One of them knocked on the window of the car. On the opposite side, Kema smiled, lowered the window, took the first step, and stuffed two large bills into it.

    "I'm an interpreterbring this friend from Xiangjiang, Asia, over here to do some business."

    Looking at the brand-new beautiful knife in his hand, the drug dealer flicked the paper, thinking about looking at his companions, other people also gathered around, Kema tactfully turned out a stack, and enthusiastically stuffed them into each other's hands one by one.

    "Friends, since you've arrived in Chihuahua, you don't need to hide your words. You can ask for things. Drive in the car, and then hand over the weapons to a special person for safekeeping. Someone will tell you what to do next."

    The drug dealer who got the dollar first kissed the banknote in his hand, pointed to the inside of the villa, "Remember not to look around, and don't take pictures."

    After finishing speaking, he slammed the front of the car and waved his hands to let the surrounding accomplices go.

    Buzz~~

    The car drove into the front of a row of villas. While someone was calling Wang Ruhu to stop, someone came over and put black blindfolds on them. Kema held a luggage bag in his arms and shouted: "This is all business sincerity.  I hope you don't mess around, and you will do bigger business in the future."

    Wang Ruhu was blindfolded and couldn't see the surrounding situation, but there were laughter from the surroundings, and at least 30 people surrounded them.

    Hearing the sound of the door opening, he took a few steps forward, and the cool wind was blowing on his body. He must have entered the room, and then the blindfold was taken off, and there were four or five gunmen wearing black hoods and body armor standing around.  The drug dealer, in front of the sofa where the two of them sat, was a coffee table. There was no television or other electrical appliances on the opposite side, only a bull head and skull decoration on the wall.

    Not long after, a man in a plaid short-sleeved shirt led two drug dealers out of an aisle next to him. He was tall and straight, wearing white trousers and sandals. He was about forty years old and made a smile at the two of them.  With a gesture of welcome, he sat down opposite Wang Ruhu and spoke.

    "Two, I am Vlandia."

    ? On the opposite side, Wang Ruhu glanced at him, turned his head to Kema next to him and whispered: "Tell him, he is not, come for the real one!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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