It's really easy to get from the US to Mexico. The car just drives past the border checkpoint without anyone checking, no need to slow down or stop.

But how to get back to the US from Mexico is Gao Guang's problem.

Last time, he was able to cross the border directly from Mexico by helping Frank's former boss and paying a bribe to bring Gao Guang along.

However, this time, Frank and his crew didn't mention how Gao Guang would get back, and Gao Guang didn't bring up the topic either. He had already decided that if he couldn't go to the US with Frank's crew, he would immediately buy a plane ticket and return home as quickly as possible.

The destination was originally Mexico, but he went through a lot of things on the way and wandered around the US. He couldn't stay and couldn't become a private military contractor, but it didn't matter. Gao Guang could end this trip and there would be more opportunities in the future. There was no need to rush.

Frank and his crew's goal was clear, which was to find the middleman Pitt and eliminate any potential threat, no matter how much money he could offer.

But the problem now was that they couldn't reach the middleman on the phone.

It took nearly five hours to get from Los Angeles to Tijuana, which was already considered fast, and there was contact along the way. The last call was an hour ago, but when they arrived in Tijuana, they suddenly lost contact with the middleman.

Without being able to contact the middleman, all plans were off the table.

The atmosphere in the car was already heavy, and now it seemed like the air had solidified.

"Can't get through." Frank put away his phone and said gloomily, "Tijuana is too big, we can't find him. If he doesn't contact us, we can only leave."

John whispered, "Maybe the Seta Group has already taken care of him. If that's the case, we can save ourselves some trouble."

Frank pondered for a long time, then said helplessly, "Pitt is not a person who would rather die than be caught. He doesn't have the courage to go after himself. If the Seta Group finds him, he's most likely to be captured alive, not killed or committed suicide."

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Gao Guang wanted to contribute, but after thinking for a long time, he finally realized that there was no way to break the current situation without any intelligence.

Finally, Gao Guang voiced his concerns.

"Could it be that the middleman has already fallen into the hands of the Seta Group, and he's only calling us to lead us there? After all, it's much easier to take care of us in Mexico than in the US."

Everyone fell silent, and after thinking for a long time, Frank finally said, "It's possible, but based on the Seta Group's past style of doing things, if they already know our identities, they should have gone to Los Angeles to take care of us."John whispered, "But the Seta Group is different now. They used to be powerful, but now they've split up and lost a lot of territory and manpower. So if they feel they don't have the ability to act in Los Angeles..."

George whispered back, "If the middleman has really fallen into their hands, then his phone shouldn't be turned off. He should tell us where he is and wait for us to take the bait."

"Yeah, that makes sense!"

George's words excited Frank, who exclaimed, "You're right! The fact that the middleman's phone is off proves that he didn't intentionally lure us here."

This conversation confirmed to Gao Guang that Frank was not particularly clever or a strategic leader, and Gao Guang himself didn't have the ability to come up with any plans, so any happiness was short-lived as they were once again at a loss.

"We can only wait for the middleman's call."

In the end, Frank reluctantly revealed the truth and looked at his watch, whispering, "I'm hungry. Let's eat something. It's 2:30 now, and if the middleman still hasn't contacted us by 4:00, or even after we finish eating, we'll just leave."

Frank wasn't a master strategist, but at least he was decisive.

"What should we eat?"

"Taco, it's fast and simple."

"Okay, let's have taco."

The topic quickly shifted from crisis management to what to eat, which surprised Gao Guang, but since there was no other way, filling their stomachs was never wrong.

Taco was a popular snack in Mexico, and there were stalls selling it everywhere. After deciding what to eat, they almost immediately saw a taco stall.

Rubber parked the car next to the stall, and naturally, Gao Guang, the only one who could speak Spanish, got out to buy the tacos.

It was past mealtime, so the stall owner was not busy at the moment. When Gao Guang got out of the car and stood next to the stall, before he could even say what he wanted, the people in the car had already started ordering.

"I want one chicken and one beef, no onions, extra pickles."

"I want three beef tacos, extra hot sauce."

"Ask the boss what his specialty taco is and if there's any ground beef taco."

Gao Guang was surprised that these people had the leisure to think about what to eat during such a tense moment, but since they had made requests, he just acted as a qualified translator and runner.The street vendor started making the tacos, and Gao Guang stood by waiting. After the first taco was made, he took it and placed it next to the car window, saying, "No onions in the beef."

Frank took it and handed it to Rubber, who was driving, just as Frank's phone rang.

Glancing at the caller ID, Frank hurriedly answered the phone and immediately shouted, "What's going on? Why couldn't I reach you?"

Not knowing what was said on the other end, Frank cursed and then turned to Gao Guang outside the car, yelling urgently, "Get in the car and go! Hurry!"

Gao Guang had just received the second taco and rushed to the car upon hearing Frank's urgent call. At the same time, the vendor who was still making tacos shouted, "You haven't paid yet! You can't leave, you haven't paid!"

Gao Guang quickly dug into his pocket, but Rubber had already thrown a twenty-dollar bill out of the car window and snatched the taco from Gao Guang's hand.

"I paid, so I eat."

At this moment, Gao Guang realized that there were people who would fight for food.

Frank, who was still on the phone, made a silent gesture and switched to speakerphone.

"I was hiding in the tunnel just now. They searched for a long time. I don't know if they have left, but I must have been betrayed by the Mexican partner. Otherwise, they wouldn't have found this place so quickly. You have to save me. I'll pay you $500,000. I have property in the United States. I'll sell the house and pay you. You have to save me!"

"Then tell me your address! Idiot, tell me where you are!"

"At the south side of the Akuvario Hotel, there is a Paquiao auto repair shop. On the south side of the repair shop is a taco restaurant. I escaped from the repair shop's tunnel to the backyard of the restaurant, but there are people outside. I am trapped here. If they find the tunnel and come over, I will... damn, I have to hang up. You'd better hurry."

The voice became lower and lower, and then the call was hung up. After the call ended, only John's chewing sound was left in the car.

Frank scratched his head and said irritably, "Quick, navigate to the Akuvario Hotel!"

George was already navigating, "Eight kilometers away, it will take twenty minutes."

The navigation started to broadcast, and Rubber turned the car around and accelerated in the direction given by the navigation.

John finally finished his taco and licked his lips, opened the car window and threw the wrapping paper out, and said calmly, "Still not full, so what do we do after we get there? Rescue him from the hands of the Seta Group and then shoot him?"

Frank shook his head and sighed, "That's too risky. We have to stop far away and see the situation before we can decide what to do."Gao Guang was puzzled and felt that it was important to clarify the situation since it concerned his own life.

"Do we have to fight with the drug dealers on the streets of Tijuana in broad daylight? Even if we can take down all the drug dealers, but... are the Mexican police really not going to do anything?"

Actually, Gao Guang wasn't very afraid of fighting with drug dealers. He was worried about what to do after the fight.

This question once again stumped Frank and his crew. After a moment, Frank finally said helplessly, "This is the biggest problem, but for now, we can only take it one step at a time and see how it goes."

However, John asked Gao Guang, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Now is not the time to be humble. Dealing with these foreigners requires being more proactive, so Gao Guang didn't hesitate to say, "Anyway, our goal is to take out the middleman, so we can observe the situation from afar. If the drug dealers kill the middleman, then we don't have to do anything. That's the best result. If the middleman is captured alive by the drug dealers, then we'll just take him out. Although we still need to be flexible, it's much safer than rushing in to snatch him."

Gao Guang didn't think his idea was a good one, but after he finished speaking, Frank immediately said, "Good idea! Let's do that! We need someone to get close to the taco restaurant and observe. Who's suitable?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Gao Guang, and he immediately realized that his idea had trapped himself.

If there was a language barrier, many dangerous messages could be missed, so the fact that Gao Guang could speak Spanish meant that he was the only candidate to get close and gather information.

Sure enough, Frank said seriously, "Only you can get close to gather information. Don't worry, we won't let you take risks for nothing. If you do well, I'll take care of your passport problem."

John patted Gao Guang's shoulder and encouraged him, "Go ahead! Don't worry, I'll protect you."