The anti-American vanguard starts in Mexico!

Upon hearing Qi Yun's reply, the driver felt utterly devastated.

Qi Yun walked outside again, casually gesturing to the razor and instructing, "After you're done, call the branch office to come and collect the body."

"Yes, BOSS," Razor replied expressionlessly.

"No, you can't do this... I've told you everything... I've told you everything." The driver collapsed to the ground, desperately pleading.

The muzzle of the razor was already pressed against the back of his head.

The driver suddenly jolted awake and immediately shouted again, "Don't kill me! I'm still useful! I know where the Van der Gang hides their goods!"

Qi Yun stopped and looked back at the driver.

The driver knelt on the ground, trembling all over, his eyes filled with a desperate madness; he had to live!

"What did you say?" Qi Yun walked back and looked down at him.

"I...I know where the Van der Leyen gang hides their goods!"

The driver spoke quickly, as if afraid Qi Yun wouldn't have the patience to listen to him finish, "There's a warehouse! On Ensenada Street, I've been there! I just delivered a shipment there the day before yesterday, three million US dollars worth of goods! That's half a month's supply for that street..."

Qi Yun stared at him for a few seconds.

"Specific location."

The driver swallowed hard. "I can tell you! But this time you have to promise to let me go!"

Qi Yun sat back down in his chair, and after a moment of silence, suddenly asked, "Where are your other three accomplices? Do they know you've been arrested?"

"They don't know! It's not my time to leave yet, they're still at the massage parlor on that other street!" the driver replied quickly, sounding like he wasn't lying.

Qi Yun nodded: "Letting you go is not impossible, but you must do something for me."

"Okay! No problem, I'll do anything you ask!" The driver nodded frantically, afraid that Qi Yun would change his mind.

"very good."

Qi Yun turned on the recording mode on his phone. "Say what you just said again."

The driver glanced at his phone and understood Qi Yun's intention.

This video is incriminating evidence. Once it falls into the hands of Van der's gang, even if he was forced into it, he will still face certain death.

However, he has no choice now; he has to get through this hurdle first.

After recording the video, Qi Yun immediately called Malcolm and got straight to the point: "I'll give you an address. There are three members of the Vander gang there. I'd like you to send someone to help take care of them."

"The Vanderbilt gang?" Malcolm hesitated upon hearing those three words. "Dude, I don't have any conflict with the Vanderbilt gang right now..."

"I have a conflict with them. The Vander gang wants to kill me, you know that."

Qi Yun paused, his tone softening, "I have a plan now, and we can take care of the Crippled Gang tonight. But the prerequisite is that you must be on my side, do you understand what I mean?"

There was no immediate response on the other end of the phone.

Malcolm is caught in a dilemma.

He realized that Qi Yun was asking him to make a choice.

On one side is the territory of the Crippled Gang, and on the other is Qi Yun, their business partner.

On the other side is the Van der Gang, which is even stronger than the Crippled Gang, with a larger territory and more manpower.

Qi Yun has proven his worth, not only representing the branch bureau chief but also demonstrating intelligence and leading a highly capable team.

But if you get on this train, it means you'll be at odds with the Van der Wer gang from now on.

If they don't help Qi Yun, the cooperation ends here. With the Black Panther Gang's strength, they can only hold onto their existing territory.

A difficult choice...

Half a minute later, Malcolm gritted his teeth.

"...address."

Qi Yun smiled with satisfaction and gave the address over.

His original plan was to take out Harris first, then join forces with the Black Panthers and the Rapid Response Team to deal with the Crippled Gang.

However, there are certain risks involved. If they launch a direct attack on the enemy's base, Antonio will definitely fight back desperately, which could result in significant casualties.

The information revealed by this driver gave him another idea... to go for something big.

"Wait for my message." Malcolm hung up the phone.

Qi Yun put away her phone and looked at the driver.

"Let's go, take us to the warehouse."

The driver guessed what he was going to do and panicked, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and do as he was told.

Razor grabbed the driver, lifted him up, and shoved him into the car.

"Bull! Get in the car!" Qi Yunchong called out from the guard post.

The group, carrying their equipment, drove the BMW away from the checkpoint.

When the car arrived at the intersection, Qi Yun did not go directly to the Florida district where the Vanderbang was located, but instead drove south on Fourth Avenue.

"Not going to the warehouse?" Razor asked suspiciously from the back row.

"No rush, let's make some preparations first."

...

More than ten minutes later, the car stopped on the side of the street.

Qi Yun took out her phone, edited a short message, and sent it out.

He received a reply shortly afterward.

After reading the message, Qi Yun turned to Razor and instructed, "Go to the Nightfire Club in front. There's a woman named Maria waiting for you at the back door. She'll lure a crippled guy out alone. Take him under control and bring him here."

Razor nodded, got out of the car, and disappeared into the night.

Time passed second by second.

About fifteen minutes later, Razor appeared from the street corner, followed by another henchman from the crippled gang, walking in front of him.

The two men approached the car, and Razor holstered the pistol he had been holding to the man's waist.

Qi Yun glanced at the henchman; his sin value was 160.

"Knock him out and put him in the trunk."

Razor raised his hand and smashed the butt of his gun into the back of the other man's neck.

The man groaned and collapsed to the ground.

After stuffing the person into the trunk, the vehicle started again and drove towards the Florida district.

As they approached Van der Bang's territory, Qi Yun signaled to Bull and the driver to switch seats, letting the other man sit in the passenger seat.

"You better not try anything funny, or you'll be the first one to die," Bull warned, poking the driver in the back with the muzzle of his gun.

The driver trembled and nodded frantically, "No, no..."

As the car drove into the Florida district, the buildings on both sides of the street became increasingly dilapidated, most of the streetlights were broken, and there was graffiti and trash everywhere.

After crossing an intersection, you'll enter the area controlled by the Vanderbilt gang.

There were still people keeping watch at the intersection.

The driver leaned out and gestured with his chin to the guy in greeting.

These lookouts usually don't have much status in the gang. Seeing that it's one of their own, they don't dare to ask too many questions and just silently watch the car leave.

Qi Yun and his group arrived safely at Ensenada Street. The street was quiet and all the shops were closed.

The driver pointed to a warehouse on the street corner, where two people were standing at the door, smoking.

"That's it. They're the gatekeepers, and there are seven or eight other people inside..."

Qi Yun parked the car on the side of the road and glanced in the direction he pointed.

This place is located in the center of the Van der Gang's territory, which is probably why they hid the goods here. If there is any trouble, their people can quickly come to the rescue.

This means that a swift and decisive battle is necessary; if things get bogged down, the consequences are obvious.

"Ready!"

Qi Yun picked up the MP5 from the car door and loaded it.

Three against nine, the advantage is in my hands.