The car drove past the TACO restaurant, and everyone in the car was paying attention to the activity around it.

The traffic in Tijuana was a completely different story during the day and at night. During the day, there were many cars on the road, but at night, there were very few. Therefore, even if they were driving slowly, it wouldn't seem abnormal.

There were too many suspicious people around. There was a car parked in front of the restaurant with three or four people who didn't look like good people. They were scanning the area back and forth. A little further ahead, right next to the repair shop next to the restaurant, there were two cars parked with people standing around chatting.

These were just the people they could see. There were surely many more they couldn't.

"There are a lot of people, but they probably don't have long guns. Look at the people in the car over there. The two standing there are on guard."

Frank, sitting in the passenger seat, had the best view, and he pointed out several of the most suspicious looking people. After they passed the repair shop, Frank immediately said, "Park the car at the hotel entrance. We won't look too suspicious going to the hotel."

Frank and his group were obviously foreigners, but there were many tourists who came to Tijuana to have fun during the day, so it was normal for groups of foreigners to appear at hotels.

The hotel was about two hundred meters away from the repair shop, which was close enough to observe the situation at the restaurant and repair shop, but it would still take some time to provide support if needed.

So, it was very dangerous for someone to go alone to check the situation.

If this was a trap, the person who went to check the situation was basically doomed.

Suddenly, John handed Gao Guang a handgun and whispered, "Hide it."

It was a Glock 19, and Gao Guang took the gun and tucked it into his waistband, saying in a low voice, "Give me a few spare magazines."

"If you need to shoot, you probably won't have a chance to change magazines."

"No, I feel more at ease with two more magazines."

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John shrugged and took out two more magazines from his pocket, saying in a low voice, "Don't put them in your outer jacket pocket. It's easy to be seen."

Gao Guang could only tuck the two magazines into his waistband. His waistband was already tight, and with an extra gun and two magazines, it was uncomfortable.

At this point, John whispered, "I'll go with him. Two people going to eat TACO is normal. You guys keep watch. If there's a problem, provide support quickly."

It was impossible to wear a bulletproof vest when approaching for reconnaissance. At most, they could hide a handgun on their body. Once discovered, it would be a close-range fight, and with so many drug dealers around, it was basically a one-way trip.

At this point, Gao Guang was very grateful to John. No matter what, going together was safer than going alone.

Frank didn't say much, he just whispered, "Be careful. If it's too difficult, come back and we'll figure something out."

The car stopped, and the hotel doorman had already opened the door. Gao Guang was the first to get out of the car, pulling his coat tight. John got out of the car second, and then he said to Gao Guang, "Do you want to go eat TACO?"

"Sure, hi, do you guys want to go eat?"Frank and his group refused, so Gao Guang and John turned and walked towards the restaurant.

Even if the drug dealers were arrogant, they wouldn't dare to surround a large area with guns in broad daylight, which gave Gao Guang and his team an opportunity.

"Don't be nervous, it's okay. As long as we don't interfere, they won't be too excessive. It's not like five years ago when drug dealers could block streets with gunfights."

Gao Guang looked up and then whispered, "Those people are watching us. They must have seen Captain and his team enter the hotel. It helps our investigation, right?"

"You call this investigation? This doesn't count. This is... well, actually, we rarely do this kind of work. We mostly charge in with weapons. Someone else is responsible for investigation."

Gao Guang felt like he should be afraid, but when it came down to it, he walked towards the drug dealers without any nervousness.

He was even a little excited.

At this point, John said again, "Don't be nervous, act natural."

Gao Guang turned his head and looked at John, then laughed and said, "Are you the one who's nervous? Hey, don't look so serious. You look like you're about to fight someone."

John rubbed his face with his hand, turned to look at Gao Guang, and found that he was really smiling, a dirty smile, without any nervousness.

"Why are you laughing like that?"

"I've seen people who just did something bad laugh like this. A few people look very creepy."

"You really... you're really born for this job!"

John was a little speechless. He waved his hand, and at this point, they were already close to the people guarding the repair shop.

A person with a blue headscarf looked at Gao Guang and John with an unmasked, fierce gaze, like a beast looking at its prey. It wasn't hostility, but rather the power to decide life and death, so he looked up at them.

Gao Guang didn't meet the drug dealer's gaze. He said to John, "I'm starving. I need to eat three tacos."

John nodded repeatedly, and under the gaze of several drug dealers, they turned into the taco shop.

Taco is a Mexican burrito and a kind of fast food, so the taco shop is a fast food restaurant. A clerk was standing nervously at the cash register in front of the door. When he saw Gao Guang and his team enter, he said tremblingly, "I'm sorry, we are... we are closed now."

There were no customers in the store, and two drug dealers were drinking soda inside, staring at Gao Guang and John. There were two clerks, but they were just standing there doing nothing.

The clerk spoke Spanish, but Gao Guang and John pretended not to understand and ignored the clerk's warning. John looked up at the pictures on the wall and pointed, "I want this, this, give me two. Hello, hello, extra hot sauce. Do you understand?"

Gao Guang also pointed to a picture and said, "I want two, two. Do you understand?"Both of them spoke in English. Even though they noticed that the waiter was acting strange, they pretended not to. At this moment, the waiter looked towards the two drug dealers sitting there for help. One of them waved his hand and openly said, "If the customers want to eat, then cook for them. Is this how you serve people?"

The waiter tremblingly took their order, collected the money, and then Gao Guang and John sat down directly.

When choosing their seats, Gao Guang deliberately sat with his back facing the two drug dealers, while John sat opposite him. This way, one of them could always observe the drug dealers' movements without appearing too deliberate.

If both of them sat facing the drug dealers, it would be convenient to observe their every move, but they would also attract the drug dealers' attention.

At this moment, Gao Guang overheard the two drug dealers behind him openly saying, "Do you think they're here to find that bastard?"

"It's unlikely. Otherwise, they're too bold. I think they're just two stupid Americans."

"Should we ask them and search them while we're at it? This way, we'll know what they're up to. Even idiots can see what's going on here. They dare to sit down and eat?"

"Have you ever seen any East Asians causing trouble on our turf?"

"Um, you're right. Asians are all mathematicians, and they're all very timid."

What is a stereotype? This is a typical stereotype, but now Gao Guang welcomes this kind of stereotype.

However, John couldn't understand what the two were saying, but seeing Gao Guang's unusual expression, he calmly took out his phone and started playing with it.

After a moment, the TACO and drinks were served. John put down his phone, picked up the TACO, and took a big bite, stuffing his mouth full. He mumbled, "It tastes good. I'm starving."

Gao Guang was also hungry, so he ate quickly. Watching the two of them wolf down their food, a drug dealer behind him sneered, "Okay, they're obviously starving. They'll leave after they finish eating."

Just then, there was a sudden commotion from behind the restaurant, and someone shouted, "We found the entrance to the tunnel! He's inside!"

Gao Guang raised his eyebrows and turned his head slightly, giving John a signal.

But John was too busy stuffing his face with TACO and didn't see it. So Gao Guang had to put down one hand and take the drink from in front of John.

After attracting John's attention, Gao Guang signaled again, and after a moment of hesitation, John finally nodded imperceptibly.

Gao Guang spoke in English, "What are we going to do after we finish eating? Rest at the hotel or go play?"

John mumbled, "Rest? Of course we're going to play. When you're full, you have to go play. We'll play by ourselves and not call them."

Gao Guang understood. John was going to take action. If Pitt was brought out, they would find a chance to beat him to death before thinking of anything else.

This style of doing things is very rough.