"Be careful. Let me know." Shaq watched the two men go away and back to the dining room.

Scar, they walked out of the dining room yard, turned right, followed the fence wall full of creepers to the back of the dining room.

"It should be here." Scar uses his hand to pick up the tiger and points inside.

Three meters away from the fence wall, there is a row of rooms. Through the glass, you can see the back of two people busy inside. Next to them is a row of large pastry equipment.

"When you go in, you can't shoot. Just listen to me." He told Eric.

Eric nodded to make it clear.

Scar turned off the switch of his glasses with his hand and passed the situation inside the fence to majiaco in the car.

"Brother scar, there is a monitoring probe above you at 10 o'clock. Wait two minutes and you can enter again. The Chevy has gone. I'm cutting into the monitoring screen."

"OK, brother, I can smell the smell of Mexican pepper. I can't wait."

Majako drove the Buick V8 to the top of the optical fiber cable well. He operated the computer, reached out a manipulator from the bottom of the car, grabbed the well cover, and put the probe with automatic wire clamping function into the cable well.

He turned on the hacker software.

"Come on Magako is a little worried. He's on a solo mission for the first time. He doesn't want to disappoint Linda.

Finally, the hacker software screened and intruded into the video monitoring system of cactus restaurant through optical fiber network, and the video images of five probes in the restaurant appeared on the computer.

Majako finds the fifth video probe image, with the control head facing the fence wall in the backyard of the restaurant.

He turned on the picture editing function, covered the picture above the probe picture, disguised as a real-time dynamic picture, and adjusted the filter and frame number of the picture, so that the creeper on the monitoring picture moved slightly, as if it was blown by the wind.

"Brother scar, you can go in. There are also four monitors. I will send the picture to your glasses, and you can open the left leg of the glasses."

scars made a gesture at Erik, and the two changed their face mask.

"Casillas, I just looked at them secretly. The people who came here are not good things. We have to be careful. I saw those people with guns." Celesto, a chef with a big beard, said his worries while making crispy corn shreds.

"There's more to your worry, Mr. celesto. We'd better..." Casillas, who was mixing the squid salad, suddenly stopped, put down his tools and raised his hands.

"We or what? How can you say a word? " As he was listening, celesto could not hear Casillas. He turned his head and was stunned. A black gun stood against his head. He also raised his hands.

"Don't talk, don't shout. We don't mean anything. We're FBI agents." Scar took out a document from his pocket and shook it.

"The people inside are gangsters. We are here to arrest them. If you don't cooperate, I will blow your head." "Scar said with a gun hard against the head of celesto.

"Do as I ask, and you'll be fine, understand?" Scar scanned the two men.

"Yes, sir. We'll do as you ask." Two Mexicans nodded and their legs trembled.

"Who else is in the restaurant besides those people?" Scar put away his gun and waved to the two to relax.

"And our boss, just the three of us." Celesto's legs were shaking.

"No waiters?"

"We are both cooks and waiters."

"Well, you cook your food as if we don't exist. Now find us two sets of clothes."

Soon, celesto found two sets of Mexican style clothes from the cupboard.

Scar and Eric changed their clothes and sat in the kitchen waiting.

Scar helped the left leg of the mirror, and the video of four small pairs appeared in the lens of the left eye.

"Here comes your boss." Scar said to the two chefs who were trembling.

After a while, the voice of restaurant owner Cyrus came from outside the kitchen, "Hey, guys, be careful, be quick, don't make mistakes...".

Ceres went into the kitchen, was a gun on the temple, he stopped, raised his hands, "we are FBI agents, no malicious, you see, those people with weapons, if you want to live, cooperate with us." Scar showed his ID again.

"Sir, I understand. I understand. I don't want to get into trouble." Ceres raised his hands and nodded hastily.

"We are two waiters, remember, one is, what's your name?" Scar pointed at celesto and then Casillas."My name is celesto." The bearded cook replied quickly.

"My name is Casillas."

"Well, my name is celesto now, and his name is Casillas, remember?" Scar looks at Cyres, points to himself and then to Eric.

"I see, but you don't look like us Mexicans. Will you show up?" The restaurant owner, Cyres, pointed to himself and then to them.

I'll be out of luck if those people kill you, thought Ceres.

"It's none of your business." Scar said, he took two mask from his pocket and threw it to Erik.

in front of the three Mexicans, two brother tore off the old mask and put the new mask on his face.

"It's like this, isn't it?" Scar looks at Cyres.

"Like, so like." Ceres's eyes widened and his mouth opened, looking a little dumbfounded.

"Well, the FBI will offer compensation for this meal. Everything else is OK. What should you do? We have monitored the place. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look. The Shaq is stealing your tequila at the bar. Go ahead."

Scar waved to the restaurant owner, Cyres.

Ceres is out.

Really? Fake? Can't be black eat black, just the certificate also didn't see clearly, Ceres some doubts, but also dare not do small action.

He went to the dining hall and looked at the bar. If it was true, the big bucktooth, Shaq, was stealing his own tequila, smearing salt on the tiger's mouth and pouring it out of the bottle.

It seems that those people are really monitoring here. It seems that they are really the FBI, although they don't look like good people.

Ceres believed in scar.

Shaq added the salt on the tiger's mouth, "Gudong" poured a mouthful of wine, "it's so cool, ha ha."

This old man has a lot of wine. After killing the Dragon chopping club at night, all the wine belongs to me. Thinking of this, Shaq poured another glass into the bottle.

"Boss Ceres, your tequila is very good. Don't worry, I will settle the bill for you. Ha ha."

Ceres shrugged and spread his hand. "Please, Mr. shack. I'll go and prepare the dishes. Call me if you have something to do." Then he turned and went back to the backyard of the restaurant.

Ricus sat in his chair, shaking his legs, watching his hands busy, and then looking at his watch. It was five o'clock.

"How's it going, Shaq? Don't drink all the time. When it's done, I'll go to New Jersey and find some big girls to cheer you up. "

"It's almost OK, boss. I'll call Mr. blash now, so that the Chinese can come to the dinner party. And, boss, can you let Harris and them drive here? "

"Of course! I'm not afraid to bring my tail. " Ricus continued to tap the table with his thick fingers.

Blash hung up Shaq's phone, adjusted the expression on his face, laughed hard on his face, and called horse face.

"Big horse face, I'm rush. Ricus has made a reservation. It's in chimon County, Staten Island. Yes, there's an authentic Mexican restaurant on tangkinsville street. Yes, it's called cactus. OK, OK. I'll see you at 7 pm. "

Blash hung up the phone, his face returned to ferocious, "damn horse face, and that Chinese, tonight you will all be finished, ha ha."

He went downstairs and drove to the hotel.

Ma Mian, Lin Da, Xiu Zhe and others have been here with people for a long time. They have already joined with Ma Jiake and hid in the hotel parking lot nearby.

Ma Lian hung up on blash.

He pointed to the surveillance screen in the restaurant. "These girls take us seriously. They have machine guns with them."

"How do you usually bully others? They hate you like bones!" Linda laughed at the horse's face.

Horse face shrugged his shoulders, "you've wronged me. I'm a businessman. Maybe I hit them in the head with money, ha ha."

"What's the matter with this picture? It's Crispy shredded corn. How can the camera be so close? Why are you still catching this dish? " Horse's face looks at the sixth monitor screen on the computer in surprise.

"Ha ha, it must be your scar brother who ate it secretly." Linda points to the screen and laughs.

"Ha ha, this big long hair claw looks like his. It's a greedy ghost. It affects the image of our sunset company too much." The horse's face pointed to the picture and laughed.

Linda, Xiuzhe also followed to smile, a few people a face of relaxed, no war before the tension.

Chen Hannan sets out. At the strong request of Louise and caier, he takes them with him. Two beauties clip him in the middle of the seat.

"Chen, ricus, they're weasels. They don't pay New Year's greetings to the chickens with good intentions."

"Louise, this allegorical saying is just right. You've made progress." Chen looked at Louise in surprise and gave him a thumbs up.Hearing Chen Hannan's praise, Louise's eyes showed a proud look, "elder sister is an old Chinese medicine, specializing in brag force, Chen, for a while they are not obedient, let me and sister caier slap on them."

Chen Hannan is stunned, and is completely knocked down by Louise. Look at Cai Er. Cai Er is already out of breath with laughter.