Chapter 630： : What a bright X!

Tang Dao is very suspicious of Sinaloa's business ethics, especially after this incident, the impact of this is definitely not something that can be explained in one or two sentences, and the other party's retaliation must be prevented!

After receiving the order from Tang Dao, Mister quickly selected a team of 120 people to support Mexico!

Of course, they are sovereign countries, you can't bring weapons and say that we are here to fight, how rough are you? There is no sense of art, they all signed work visas aboveboard, even if someone asked them what they were here for.

Spread love and peace!

Arriving at the Chihuahua International Airport, the branch’s vehicles were already ready. Horace Gotha, who had already returned to Mexico, came to pick him up in person. Sitting in the car, all the glass had been replaced by his own company’s R&D and production. bulletproof glass.

The Savior Company has cooperated with several large car companies to customize a batch of cars, a total of about 50 cars, and put them in companies in various hotspots around the world.

The BMW 850 that Horace Gotha was riding in cost about 120,000 US dollars. Of course, after adding bulletproof glass and modification, it will be much more expensive to a certain extent. There are weapons on the back seat, and a With RPG.

Mexico is not safe, take something small, what's wrong with self-defense!

The patrol not far from the airport has obviously noticed this side, the abbreviation of the Savior company is written on the car body, it is difficult to avoid people's attention, and it is well-known in Mexico.

"Damn, these bastards, what are they doing here?"

In the police car, the bald-headed Bridges subconsciously touched his head, sat on the co-pilot, squinted, and stared focusedly. Bridges was very upset about these "alien species", especially It was the other party who beat Spencer to death, so they lost a lot of income, about 200 US dollars a month!

OMG!

How does that get Bridges to like the Saviors?

The driver next to him is an "intern" who has been here for two years. He also has an extra income of more than 100 US dollars a month, which accounts for almost half of his income. He hates the Savior Company even more than Bridges, and curses Mexican slang and swear words, of course, they only dare to BB here, if they walk over, they will put a gun to their foreheads, how cowardly?

At this time, a flight arrived, and some tourists slowly came out of it. Bridges saw the door of the BMW opened, and a white man in a suit came out from inside. Remember, the other party is definitely one of the most untouchable people in Chihuahua City and even in the whole of Mexico.

"Is there a way to hear what they are talking about?" Bridges said to his companion in the driver's seat. The latter looked blank. Bridges cursed in a low voice. He was crazy to ask this person from the south. Idiot, he looked at Horace Gotha, walked towards a man, and then the two shook hands, their mouths were moving, as if they were talking about something, Bridges put his right hand on the hood of the car, leaned slightly, thinking To know what the other person is talking about.

Shit!

If I knew it earlier, I should have learned a lip language.

Bridges saw these dozens of people get into the car of the savior company, and then walked away. Of course, Mister sent people not in groups of people. The goal is too rampant, and they all come to Mexico in pieces. In order to avoid any trouble, at this juncture, both sides have maintained a certain degree of restraint.

"Quick, follow up." Bridges said to the driver.

"Follow?" Although the driver's companion said that he wanted to uphold justice, he was still a little scared when he heard what Bridges said. What kind of joke is this? Lu was in a dilemma, "This... it's better not to provoke me, I don't want to die."

Bridges calmed down all of a sudden, he was not curious, he just wanted to know who these people were, and then sold them to people in Sinaloa, which cost at least a few hundred dollars, but his companion said , It was like pouring a basin of cold water from the head to the bottom, swallowed the saliva in the throat, and said, "Forget it, we can't leave the post without authorization, this is our jurisdiction."

Use such words to comfort yourself.

…

Horace Gotha was sitting in the BMW, and the person next to him was Mister!

As the second-in-command of the Savior Company, he came to Mexico in person, which made Horace a little nervous. He sat beside him and kept looking at him.

"Is there something on my face, Mr. Horace," said Meester suddenly.

"No no no, no."

Horace Gotha was a little hasty, he dragged his voice, and then asked softly, "Does the boss have any orders?"

Mister looked at him, shook his head, and spread his hands, "Oh, no, of course not, I'm just here to do business. I have a few businesses I want to do with the Mexican ZF, and the list is relatively large."

Hollus made a look of understanding. He didn't know about Tang Dao's "Flour Plan", but Mister knew. However, he was actually on the desk of the intelligence department when he got off the plane. Don't Look down on any state agency. After all, they are organized. No matter how powerful the Savior Company is, they are only retail investors. Of course, behind these retail investors are consortiums, warlords, and politicians, but you still have to be careful not to let others get caught.

Hollus didn't break the casserole and asked the bottom line. You will naturally know what others want to tell you. Don't be curious. Sometimes, if you speak more, your life will change a lot. "Then how can I help?"

"You can train more staff, and I think we'll be very busy before long."

Mister smiled and blinked This made Horace seem to understand something, and he made a half-understandable look of enlightenment, which made Mister smile in his heart, what the hell, he understands shit?

In fact, he came here to discuss something with the Mexican ZF, mainly to promote the Hunter fighter jet, and also brought the sincerity of the company. There are more than 20 types of weapons and ammunition given away for free, and he can even borrow the information channel of the Savior Company. He is just a businessman. , Never touch politics!

The convoy drove towards the branch office. It was safe to write the initials of the savior along the way, but it was obvious that the eyes of the people here were not right.

"The sun may be the best law God has given us. Almost all crimes will be at night. When the lights are turned off, Chihuahua will become a carnival. There were 17 murders last night. The night is the best Anesthesia, some people have forgotten their fears, of course, our company is still safe, I am afraid, even if they are afraid of seeing Barrett, they have learned to be afraid." Horace Gotha was pretending to be B, and Mist had already felt it.

This place is no safer than Africa.

Every continent has its own order of existence.

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