John was stunned.

Gao Guang took a bite of the burrito and mumbled, "Mmm, it actually tastes pretty good."

"Why did you call the police?"

The question was incomprehensible to Gao Guang. "When you have difficulties, you call the police. When you're in danger, you call the police."

Gao Guang's reasoning was difficult to refute, but John was shocked. "You, you, me, me, not, not... Hmm... What's wrong?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

John was puzzled. "But how can we, with our identities, call the police? Also, the Mexican police shouldn't have come so quickly, and they were too quick to shoot. What did you say?"

"I said we were robbed, and 560,000 dollars were taken in a bag, in that car. Plus, we passed several police cars at an intersection on the way here, just a few minutes away. Didn't you notice?"

"What?"

"I also said there were only two robbers. I thought it would make the police come faster, and I thought it would make them more decisive when they shot."

John sighed and nodded. "Hmm, it seems like that's the case."

"If I were you, I would throw away this SIM card. Also, you wouldn't bring your regular phone number to do something dangerous, would you? You wouldn't be that stupid, would you?"

"Of course not. I would use a phone card that can't be traced. Wait, did you just call me stupid?"

Hiding behind a clump of greenery, Gao Guang squatted and ate his burrito while explaining to John, who was kneeling in front of him, as if he were kneeling down. But now John no longer looked indignant. He tried to open the SIM card slot and take out the card, but he didn't have a wire to poke it out, so he complained, "I can't get the card out..."

"You know about black cards but not about preparing something to pull out the card. You're quite something."

"Just throw away the phone. Why do you need to pull out the card? I think the middleman is done for now. Let's leave, take a detour, and quietly leave here."

Gao Guang peeked out and then John's movements froze. He then said in a daze, "Hey, you better come and take a look."

Gao Guang stood up, crossed a clump of trees, stood by the roadside and took a look. Then he saw two police officers dragging a person out of the trunk of the white Ford.Dragging out the corpse should have solved the problem, but the person dragged out was standing on the ground and could still move.

"The middleman was in the trunk? And he's not dead?"

That white Ford had been hit by dozens of machine gun bullets, but the middleman thrown into the trunk was still alive.

Gao Guang couldn't believe it, he thought that the plan had failed.

Just then, John's phone rang. He looked at it and answered the call. Frank's urgent voice came through the phone, "Damn it! Pitt's still alive!"

John sighed and asked, "We saw that. What do we do now?"

After speaking, John looked at Gao Guang, looking confused. "What do we do now?"

Gao Guang thought the police would arrive in time. He was sure of this, but he didn't expect the police to immediately start shooting when they arrived, and with a machine gun no less. However, this was a good thing. When the police started shooting with a machine gun, he really thought the situation was over.

But he never expected the middleman to survive the machine gun fire.

The situation had come full circle. Although the middleman didn't die, he didn't fall into the hands of the Setta Group either. This meant that there was at least some time and a buffer.

"What do we do now? Hmm, let's ask the captain."

Gao Guang passed the buck because he dared to fight drug dealers, but he really didn't dare to challenge the police. This was a habit he had developed as a Chinese person for a long time.

John spoke into his phone again, "Captain, what do we do now?"

"I'm close to Pitt. I see him now. I don't know what to do, but it's better for Pitt to fall into the hands of the police than the Setta Group. Wait for me to pick you up."

The call ended, and John sighed. He clicked his tongue a few times and then looked at Gao Guang. "How did things end up like this? Are you still hungry?"

Gao Guang put the last bit of burrito in his mouth and calmly said, "I'm hungry."

It was an irrefutable answer. When you're hungry, you eat. There was nothing more to say.

John sighed again and looked helpless. "You're right, you're absolutely right. But even in that situation, you didn't forget to bring food. I respect you... Actually, I should have brought my tacos too."

The two of them silently returned to the back of the tree and waited.

After more than ten minutes, a car stopped near Gao Guang and John. They got in and the car started again.

"Why did you call the police?" Frank asked, the same question John had asked earlier. So Gao Guang had to repeat what he had said to John.After listening to Gao Guang's explanation, everyone in the car fell silent. At this moment, Gao Guang added, "There were so many drug dealers at the time that even if we killed the middleman, we would still have to fight the drug dealers. Even if we won, we would still be chased by the police in Tijuana. So why not eliminate our middleman role and let the police do their job?"

The simpler the reason, the harder it is to argue against, so no one could refute Gao Guang's reasoning.

"Well done," Frank, who was in the co-pilot seat, gave a thumbs up and continued, "At least the middleman didn't fall into the hands of the Seta Group. And the middleman will definitely be able to escape from the police station."

John was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

"Pitt can be a middleman in Tijuana, so he must have enough connections. He is not only familiar with various drug dealers and kidnapping groups, but also needs to have a good relationship with the police in Tijuana."

"I thought you would say we messed up," John sneered.

George sneered, "Your thinking only shows that you are not smart enough."

"Both of you shut up and listen to me. The police won't make things difficult for Pitt, but the Seta Group will react quickly. They won't let Pitt leave the police station alive, and neither will we. So it's best for Pitt to die in the police station, otherwise we'll have to do it ourselves, but that might be a bit difficult."

Rubber anxiously asked, "I understand what you're saying, but why does the Seta Group have to kill Pitt?"

"I don't know. Only Pitt knows the reason. Maybe we should rescue him first and then ask."

John took out his phone and said, "We need to cross the river. I have to throw away my phone."

Rubber turned onto the bridge, and John opened the car window and threw his phone into the water. It seemed that they were all familiar with these actions, and obviously didn't care about a phone.

But Gao Guang was a little heartbroken because John's phone was quite new.

Next, they needed to find a safe place to continue waiting.

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After more than two hours of being cooped up in the car and scrolling through his phone, George suddenly said, "There's news. Local news. The police stopped a kidnapping today. The kidnapping group kidnapped an American tourist at a TACO restaurant. The police arrived in time, rescued the hostage, and killed three kidnappers on the spot. The hostage was unharmed, and none of the police officers involved in the rescue operation were injured. That's all."Frank let out a long sigh and said, "Since the news is out, it means that the matter has been settled. Pitt should have been released by now. I think he will call me soon. If it's a better result, then Pitt has already been escorted by the police to a safe place."

Frank was right. As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang.

"Hello, Pitt, are you safe? No need to thank us, it's what we should do. Don't forget to pay us. You want to meet? Now? Okay."

After a brief conversation, Frank was puzzled and asked, "Pitt wants us to pick him up. He was secretly transferred by the police. But since he is safe, why does he want to meet us?"

Gao Guang didn't know why, but he wanted to say something.

"A weed is hard to kill. It will grow again after a spring breeze." He said it in English, which wasn't very appropriate, and then continued, "My opinion is to meet Pitt and ask him what happened and why Setta Group is so determined to capture him. Since we have the opportunity, we should clarify everything."

"Makes sense, let's do it."

Frank said to Rubber, "Go to Tijuana headquarters. Pitt is there."

There were no waves this time. Pitt got on the car smoothly outside Tijuana headquarters.

The atmosphere was a bit strange when they met again, and Pitt's first words after getting on the car were, "I know you must want to kill me now."

Frank shrugged and said, "That's not true."

"Okay, we both know who we are. You want to kill me, and I want to drag you down. But you should understand that since I dared to get on your car, I'm not afraid that you will kill me. We are on the same boat, Captain!"

After saying this calmly, Pitt's expression changed and he gritted his teeth, "I just didn't expect you to call the police. You did a great job! But you didn't expect me to survive, did you?"

Frank had nothing to say. Since they had reached this point, he might as well speak up, "Let's talk straight. What happened that Setta Group wouldn't let you go?"

Pitt sighed and whispered, "The new boss of Setta Group, Z46, is named Juan Benet Rogers, and Sanchez's full name is Sanchez Benet Rogers. Do you see the connection? Sanchez is Juan's younger brother! Why didn't I know that Sanchez was from Setta Group? Why was there such a big mistake in my intelligence? Because damn Juan kept it too well hidden! Even the people inside Setta Group didn't know!"Frank was stunned for a while, then he exclaimed, "Fuck!"

Pitt whispered, "The only way to solve this is to kill Juan. As long as he's alive, he'll definitely seek revenge!"

Frank was very surprised and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Pitt gritted his teeth and said, "I want to go with you to kill Juan!"