"Not the person from FBI!"

Although he hadn't dealt with FBI much, Sun Cheng also had two forged FBI agent documents.

In order to pretend to be more decent, he searched online for many videos that were secretly taken while handling cases.

Generally, when facing a person like Sun Cheng who is not sure whether it is involved in the case, the FBI agent needs to show his ID before the other party shows enough damage to his own ability.

Relevant search warrants, investigation orders, etc. will be presented immediately, or they will directly request cooperation with the investigation.

Of course, with FBI's consistent urinary nature, racial discrimination and violent law enforcement are indispensable.

But this is Tijuana. If FBI is handling a case in a foreign country, Sun Cheng himself is a Chinese in the country again in this life. The first thing he needs is to show his ID rather than threaten by force.

After all, even if the Mexican authorities are incompetent when facing the Americans, this is still a country.

If FBI is really involved in Tijuana bypassing local law enforcement agencies and forcibly handling cases, it will be a very serious diplomatic incident if it is reported.

His head turned quickly and analyzed the other party's identity.

Sun Cheng pretended to be surprised and asked, "Who are you? I am just an ordinary American tourist. Even if you are a policeman, you have no right to arrest me illegally. I will contact the American Consulate to ensure my personal safety!"

The two strong Hispanic men frowned, watching the restaurant's eyes all attracted, and some even began to whisper in a low voice.

They looked at each other and immediately exerted force together, and each left and right grabbed Sun Cheng's arm and controlled him.

"Walk!"

One of the strong Latino men spoke, the other nodded, and immediately forced him to walk towards a Chevrolet sedan parked by the road.

Sun Cheng struggled for a few times as if he had taken the opportunity to leave the restaurant, and then he stopped struggling as if he had accepted his life.

He was soon stuffed into the car, and there were two more people in the car, sitting on the driver's seat and the far left side of the rear row.

"Get in!"

Although a strong Latino man was wondering why he didn't resist, he was so happy that he pushed Sun Cheng into the back row behind him, and then he sat in.

"Is it him?"

Another strong Latino man was not in a hurry to get in the car, but asked to the driver in the driver's seat.

The driver turned his face and looked at Sun Cheng with a glance, and finally understood the cause of the incident.

"It's him!" The driver nodded heavily, and his face was even more ferocious.

Although the two did not use English to talk, Sun Cheng still understood what they meant from the changes in the other party's expressions.

I only looked at the driver and looked at him with a grim smile.

Sun Cheng had no doubt that if he wasn't sitting in the driver's seat now, he might have to come up and punch him immediately.

"Please, it turns out that it was caused by Dad Earl's fault!"

He sighed in his heart, but the big stone pressing against Sun Cheng's chest fell down.

He still remembered the driver in this car. It was a day ago when he knocked out the suspicious Mexican man in a public toilet near the motel near the Mimo Port.

As expected, the other party should be the subordinate of the Mexican drug lord whom Sun Chenggang knew, who was the subordinate of the Mexican drug lord who helped transport drugs.

However, he didn't expect that the other party's energy was so great.

I just stayed in Tijuana for two days and found them. I came to take me away with me very arrogantly.

Through the rearview mirror, Sun Cheng looked at the Mexican man in the driver's seat who was knocked down by himself yesterday.

He saw the viciousness and resentment on the other party's face. This matter was probably a big deal because of his second second.

It was originally just a chance encounter, but it was very likely that he was taken away by him when he tried to interrogate Sun Cheng's identity, which led to being scolded and losing face by his superiors, so he added fuel to the fire when reporting.

Otherwise, how could he, an ordinary American traveler, need a drug lord with huge energy in the local area to mobilize many people to search for him?

"It seems that I can't be good!"

As another strong Latino man also sat in the passenger seat, the car quickly started to drive.

Sun Cheng was squeezed into the center of the back row by two strong men. The two strong men sitting on both sides of him immediately reached out to explore his waist and legs.

After confirming that there were no guns and daggers hidden on him, he became less vigilant towards him.

Afterwards, although the eyes of the other four people in the car would fall on him from time to time, there was no more movement.

However, Sun Cheng could feel that although he was not tied up, as long as he was a little dishonest, two strong Hispanic men beside him would treat him to a beating.

Since he knew the other party’s identity, he no longer had the nervousness he had just now.

Sitting in the car with peace of mind, Sun Cheng watched the vehicle gradually drive from the city to the suburbs, and he already had a scheming in his heart.

The car started driving quietly on the road. The four Hispanic strong men in the car looked at the Asian young man who had been quietly sitting in the center of the back row of the car with strange eyes from time to time.

Although there are not many Asians in Mexico, Tijuana is the fourth largest city in Mexico, so although there are not many distributions, you can still meet some Asians here.

In their opinion, the vast majority of Asians, both men and women, are easier to bully.

But the young Asian, who was forcibly abducted by the car, who had only struggled for a while at the beginning, once again refreshed their understanding of Asians.

"Is this your fate accepted? Or is there another plan?"

Although Sun Cheng's abnormal behavior made the four people in the car notice some weirdness, he still relaxed his vigilance.

He didn't care about these things at all. He just watched the car calmly, until he saw the car completely drive out of the city and turned into a relatively remote dirt road in the suburbs. His expression finally changed on his face, which had not responded for a long time.

"It's time!"

Sun Cheng murmured softly, and in his hands that had been hanging down, a pistol with a muffler suddenly appeared.

It was the equipment he placed in the farm space in advance before this commission.

He raised his head and couldn't help but meet the driver who was watching him through the rearview mirror again.

Sun Cheng smiled at him, and the next moment, he raised his left and right hands at the same time and shot each side.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of the pistol with a silencer was very low, but the moment the gunshot sounded, the four people in the car reacted immediately.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

Sun Cheng held a gun in his right hand and suddenly pointed it at the head of the strong Latino man on the left, and shot him again.

Then he turned around and aimed at the strong man on the right who had just taken out his weapon in a hurry. He prepared his head with his left hand again and shot him with a shot.

The silencer pistol in his right hand was aimed at the rear of the passenger seat almost at the same time, and pressed the trigger one after another!

"Ba...b...ba...b...b...b...b...b..."

After several gunfires, the car was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and blood.

Sun Cheng smiled and leaned on the back seat, aiming the two guns in his hand at the driver's seat at the same time, the only Mexican left.

“Isn’t it good to be alive?”

In Chinese, say these words gently.

He immediately raised his gun and pointed it at the Mexican man in the head.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!