Xie Lun was laying the collected weapons and equipment on the car hood, turning his head to look around at will, just when the woman walked to the car lights, her eyes lit up.

　　Under the lighting, Xie Lun could see that this woman was very young, but she was very beautiful in her twenties. Although the facial features are a bit tough and the lips are a bit thick, they have an inexplicable temptation for men.

　　Like this kind of woman, the older she gets, the more attractive she is.

　　 Looking at Xie Lun with straight eyes, the woman smiled openly, and stretched out her hand: "Get to know me again. My name is Monica. I can be said to be a fugitive at the moment."

　　 Looking at Bai Shengsheng’s little hand stretched out in front of him, Xie Lun raised an eyebrow and gently held it: "Hello, Monica, my name is Jie Lun, Jie Lun Zhou!"

　　 "My dear, your name is fake."

　　 "To each other."

　　 "Huh, what someone told you is the real name."

"Ha ha……"

　　 After Xie Lun inspected the weapons, he picked out the suitable ones for him, and then went to check the cars next to him. And Monica was a little bored wandering around: "You are really amazing, a dozen gunmen, you were killed almost instantly. Mr. Jelun, I am more and more curious about your true identity."

　　 Xie Lun ignored her. No matter how beautiful a beauty is, her life is not as important as her own life. He had just arrived in front of a modified off-road vehicle, and suddenly Monica cried out in surprise: "Oh my God, this man is still alive."

　　 Xie Lun quickly drew his gun and looked back, only to see Monica squatting next to the scarred man who was finally headshot by Fei.

　　 Xie Lun snorted badly, retracted the gun, and continued to check the vehicle. Monica strenuously laid the man flat on the ground and said anxiously: "Come on and help."

Xie Lun said coldly: "A shot headshot, even if you don't die on the spot, it won't be saved. Beauty, I advise you, you'd better hurry up and collect some supplies. After a while, let's go halfway, and never again. not see."

"Why are you such a cold-blooded man?" Monica ran over, found a first aid kit from the inside of the car, and ran back, carrying him, "My father is a sacrificial undercover police officer. I will never die. Saved."

　　 Xie Lun shrugged, everyone has their own ambitions and cannot be forced. He got into the off-road vehicle, turned on the lights, and drew out his portfolio. Now I finally have time to see what is in this portfolio.

　　 "Hey..."

　　 tore off the sealing strip, and there were only a few thin sheets of paper in the portfolio.

　　John Rambo, former green beret special forces member, mountain jungle survival expert, participated in the Vietnam War, Gulf War, Afghanistan War...Purple Star Medal winner, secret special instructor of the Ministry of State...

　　 After retiring from such a hunk three years ago, he has been living on a remote farm in New Mexico for many years. But half a month ago, he suddenly sneaked into Mexico secretly for some reason, was attacked by a local gang, and was seriously injured behind him.

　　 Fortunately, he was treated by a good-hearted person. After half a month of his injuries, Rambo woke up and sent a distress signal.

　　 Looking at the black-and-white photo on the copy, Xie Lun curled his lips, making it as if it were his death photos, which was unlucky.

　　 At the end of the file is a series of numbers, which is exactly the phone number used by Rambo to call James for help.

　　 This off-road vehicle is even equipped with a satellite phone. Xie Lun unceremoniously picked up the phone and dialed the number. The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

　　 "Password?"

　　 A low man's voice came across the phone.

　　 "Agate stone. Security code?"

　　 "73X867M."

　　 "The password is correct... I have already sneaked into Mexico, and tell me where you are now."

　　 "Sangxi City, a small city 60 kilometers away from the border. For the specific location, we will contact you after you arrive."

"good!"

　　 After Xie Lun hung up the phone, he pulled out the landline and crushed the chip inside.

　　 "Sangxi City?" Xie Lun looked around, "Master, where am I now?"

　　 At this time, the rear door opened, and Monica, who seemed weak, dragged the man over, and then pushed hard into the car.

　　 Xie Lun's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

"He was okay, the bullet passed through his mouth, only smashed his teeth, and didn't even hurt his tongue." Monica panted and said, "Just a simple treatment, he will soon be healed. ."

　　 Xie Lun stretched his hands: "I mean, why did you push people into my car?"

　　 The man woke up, trying to squirm his lips, spit out a few characters vaguely.

　　 Sharon did not hear clearly, but Monica widened her beautiful eyes and looked at Sharon with a little surprise: "He said he knew you, and he came to Mexico with you!"

"what?"

　　 Xie Lun leaned forward and carefully observed the embarrassed, blood-stained man. It took a long time before he remembered that the person sitting in the passenger seat of the pickup truck in front seemed to be the man in front of him.

　　 It's just that he was wearing sunglasses at the time, and Xie Lun just glanced at it quickly, I don't remember it very clearly.

　　 Xie Lun hesitated and asked in a low voice, "Who is sitting next to me?"

The man uttered a series of words intermittently, and Monica acted as an interpreter: "He said that there is no one by your side. The co-pilot sitting in front of you is called Matt. He has a full face and a beard, but that beard is actually fake... …Well, he also knows that your ID is called Jie Lun Zhou."

　　 Xie Lun curled his lips: "Okay, let him come up."

　　 Monica glared: "Speak lightly, let's take a hand, it's not easy for a weak woman to drag him over, okay?"

　　Fifteen minutes later ~lightnovelpub.net~ Xie Lun said while driving the car, "Say okay first, we will get to the place in a while, let's just part ways and never see you again."

　　 Monica pursed her mouth: "Do you hate being with people so much?"

　　 Nonsense, it’s all to blame for your being so good. First, it was because of you that caused him to conflict with the local gang for no reason, then he was smashed by you, then crashed, and finally because of your troubles, an extra fuel bottle was added.

　　 Xie Lun glared at Monica, turned her head and asked the man lying behind panting: "Do you have a temporary shelter or an emergency contact point?"

　　 The man spit out a word laboriously: "Sangxi City."

　　 Xie Lun blinked: "Where? How do I go?"

　　 Monica's eyes lit up, and a triumphant expression appeared on her pretty face instantly: "This handsome guy, do you need a guide? You can also work as a part-time translator for free."

　　 Xie Lun rolled his eyes silently.

　　 is almost equivalent to the hotel that was demolished. Scott's men finally intercepted the image of Sharon from the shabby surveillance video at the entrance of the hotel.

　　 Only twenty minutes later, in Mexico City, the capital of Mexico, in a simple but extremely large manor.

　　 A well-dressed housekeeper hurriedly stepped into a luxurious bedroom and gently awakened the old man who was still sleeping.

　　 in his hand, holding a somewhat fuzzy photo, which is exactly the image of Shay Lun in the video.

　　 "Patriarch, he has come to Mexico."

　　 The old man put on his glasses and held the photo with trembling fingers. There was no answer, but he nodded seemingly casually.

　　 After half an hour, five helicopters soared from Mexico City and flew toward the border.