Chapter 170: Black eat black

Yang Yi stood at a crossroads, a crossroads where cars came to the car.
Another car parked near Yang Yi, and the driver did not get off the bus. He just opened the trunk in the car and followed Hank and climbed out of the trunk.
Under the public, the public witnessed, Yang Yi and several of them climbed out of the trunk of the car, but it seems that no one was surprised by this way of getting off the bus, even a person who looked at the two eyes.
When Rodriguez got off the bus, several cars that drove them into Tijuana immediately drove off, and nothing was left.
Yang Yi was really a bit stunned. Then he looked at a few people around him and said: "Now we have to find a hospital for Rodriguez and have to find a place to live."
Brian immediately spoke to a woman with a dog on the side of the road in Spanish: "Hello, where is the nearest hospital?"
The woman who took the dog pointed in one direction and then said: "After two street corners, turn right and there is a hospital."
Brian turned and said: "The hospital is nearby, take him to the hospital first, then we will find a hotel to take a break."
Yang Yi wants to ask if she goes to the hospital like this, so she goes to the hotel.
Looking at Brian's face as a matter of course, Yang Yi is not easy to ask directly, this will expose his ignorance of many things, but he does not want to behave in front of the younger brother is very ignorant.
Pulling Brian aside, Yang Yi whispered: "Is it going to the hospital like this? Going to the hotel? Will it attract the police?"
Brian turned around and looked around. It was also a look of doubt. He said: "Is Mexico now different from the original? Is there a lot of Mexican police now?"
Doubtfully asked Yang Yi, Brian turned and said to Chris: "Hey, how many of you, now the Mexican police have become more troublesome?"
Hank shook his head and said, "No, no, now Mexico is still a world of drug dealers."
Chris also nodded: "I have been to Tijuana, the police here are very good."
Brian sighed and said: "That's good, I thought Tijuana's police began to manage things, then let's go, don't delay time."
Brian waved his hand, and Chris and Hank started to walk with Rodriguez. Now Rodriguez is completely unable to stand up and must be sent to the hospital.
Yang Yiwei was uneasy. He was afraid of meeting the police, but what made him strange was that he actually encountered a police car on the road. The police car did not stop at the side of their strange team to check it.
The more amazing thing is still behind, Rodriguez was taken to the hospital, the hospital did not ask any questions about Rodriguez’s stomach, just arranged for the surgeon to treat him, and Chris Arm The wound was also treated, but no one asked what happened to his knife wound.
Yang Yi has four hundred dollars in cash in his wallet, and his card has more than 2,500 pounds of deposits. This is all his property now.
It took Rodriguez to treat the wound and hospitalization for $2,200, and it was only two days of hospitalization. That is to say, on the fire, Rodriguez could not be hospitalized in the hospital because there was no money.
Settled Rodriguez, Yang Yi, they started looking for a hotel nearby, and soon found a small hotel.
No one has any identity documents with Yang Yi, and they don’t need any passports at all. In short, they want to live in a hotel, just give them money.
It is really a paradise for criminals.
Settled in the place, Yang Yi did not hurry to rest, he summoned everyone together, and then came to the door: "Look, all the money I have paid so far, jailbreak and sent us here to spend I am a million dollars. Now, I have no money, so I want to ask you who has money."
When the younger brother had to make some contribution, Hank whispered: "I have money, and there are hidden art works that can be exchanged for money, but I don't have a bank account. I have to go to the US to get the money out. ""
Chris bowed. "I have no money. I was swept out of the door and went to jail. I am penniless."
Gewell said: "I have money! When I went to jail, I still have a house and some bank deposits."

How much deposit do you have?

"About four thousand dollars."
Gewell answered very quickly, but he followed: "But after I went to jail, I don't know if I have any deposits yet."
Yang Yiji was helpless and waved his hand and said: "Four thousand dollars is enough for what to do, forget it, when I didn't ask you, I didn't say it."
With a long breath, Yang Yi whispered: "Now we have to make some money, guys, we can't go anywhere without money, and we can't do anything."
Hank immediately said: "We can steal, Tijuana a lot of rich people!"
Chris’s spirit said:
We can swindle some money. As long as you cooperate with me, you will be able to swindle money soon. I have this confidence. For up to a week, I am looking for a suitable rich person, at least to lie. Out of 100,000!"
Gewell hesitated for a moment, then he whispered: "Have you seen the deadly poisonist? The bad guy is compiled, but I am real, as long as you bring me the ingredients, I can do it. The best poison, here is Mexico, the best poison sold to Mexican drug lords have money ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yang Yi did not be angry: "Stop, I am hard to bring you out is not In order to commit crimes, hey, what we have to do is not legal, but it is not a crime to do these crimes, it is too degraded! Stolen poison! This is impossible!

Yang Yi wants to be a spy, the spy is certainly not legal, and the intelligence of selling is certainly not legal, but how can it not fall to the point of relying on crime to survive, and everything will look like.
At this moment, Brian suddenly said: "Which is so troublesome, let's go grab it, and today we have money today."
Yang Yi quickly collapsed. He smiled bitterly: "Lies, do we really have to do this?"
Brian is still indifferent: "To fight drug dealers, you don't have to bear the bonds of conscience, but also solve our economic crisis. The most important thing is that the drug dealers still have money. Although the risk factor is slightly higher, I don't care."
Yang Yi’s grinded a bit and found that it’s really like this. The money for the drug dealers, even if it’s killing a few drug dealers, is a way for the heavens. It’s hard to reach the ordinary people, but the black hand stretches out. It’s hard to be black and black to the drug dealers. It seems that nothing is unacceptable.