The anti-American vanguard starts in Mexico!

"Qi, it seems you don't trust me, the director." Carlos's words were pointed, as if he wanted to indicate that he knew something.

Qi Yun frowned, trying to guess the other party's intentions.

Does he know about the operation at the warehouse?

Calling yourself...is it because you can't reach anyone else right now? So you're testing yourself?

Or... does this guy have connections with drug dealers and is helping them verify if the person who escaped from the warehouse is him?

Regardless of the reason... it indicates that the other party has ill intentions.

"Director, I don't understand what you mean. I am absolutely loyal to you." Qi Yun continued to play dumb.

Silence again.

After a moment, Carlos said bluntly, "Tell me your address. I need to talk to you in person."

"They've finally arrived..." Qi Yun's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Okay, Chief, I live in the La Mesa district, Fifth Avenue..."

"I'm coming right now," Carlos said before hanging up the phone.

Qi Yun gripped his phone and immediately dialed Maria's number.

"Feed...Mr. Qi Yun..."

"Listen to me, take a taxi to the La Mesa district right now, Fifth Avenue..." Without wasting time, Qi Yun spoke quickly, "Leave immediately, and call me when you arrive."

After Qi Yun finished speaking, Maria hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir...what do you want to do at my place...?"

Qi Yun knew what she was worried about, and reassured her, "Don't worry, there will be no danger. I'm just letting you be my eyes."

"Okay...okay! I'll be right there." Maria could hear the urgency in Qi Yun's tone and didn't dare to ask any more questions, afraid of losing her job that paid a thousand dollars a month.

Qi Yun put his phone away and then picked up the pistol from the bed and tucked it into his lower back.

The next second, the gaze shifted.

Current points: 95

"With so few points... forget about heavy firepower, you can't even get an automatic rifle."

After quickly glancing through it, he ended up with a round object in his hand.

The RGD-5 offensive grenade is a typical product of the Soviet era. It was widely used by Warsaw Pact countries during the Cold War and had a large stockpile.

Until 2026, it will remain a common consumable in the Russian-Ukrainian conflict.

This type of grenade has great fragmentation power and a considerable kill radius. Most importantly, it's cheap, with a retail price of only 50 points.

I redeemed another magazine, which cost 5 points, leaving me with 40 points.

"I was planning to rest for a couple of days first, but since you're all so eager to die, then bring it on!"

Qi Yun stuffed the grenade into his pocket, put on his hat, and quickly left the room.

...

"I...I've arrived."

"Don't be nervous, don't show anything unusual." Qi Yun was walking on Fifth Avenue, approaching the building opposite apartment number 13. "Tell me, what did you see? Are there any people around who look like drug cartels?"

The henchmen of Mexican drug cartels have very distinctive features: they are either covered in exaggerated tattoos and have buzz cuts, wear tight vests to show off their muscles, and have fierce eyes.

They either wear outrageous trendy brands, have big gold chains, and drive heavily modified cars.

They usually don't bother to hide their identities; their main selling point is arrogance.

They don't care about laws; they only recognize Mane and the truth.

On the other end of the phone, Maria followed instructions and stood casually in front of the convenience store on the street corner, carefully observing her surroundings.

"I didn't see... I didn't see anyone who looked like a drug dealer. There were very few people in the alley. There was a woman squatting in front of the apartment building you mentioned, smoking tobacco. There were no cars parked outside..."

Her voice still sounded a little nervous, but she was very observant.

"Don't hang up. Keep observing and watch out for anyone loitering nearby. Be careful not to attract attention..." Qi Yun whispered the instructions, while he himself had already moved into an alleyway to hide.

He drew his pistol from his waist and released the safety.

Maria was in the alley next door, helping him gather information; the two were actually separated by only one building.

The plan was simple: if the people coming were from a drug cartel, and there were no more than five of them, then they would just sneak over and take them out.

He has a grenade and 28 bullets. If he's lucky enough to take out a few henchmen in a surprise attack, it shouldn't be a problem.

Furthermore, he gets points for each enemy he takes down, allowing him to replenish his firepower.

If too many people come, then we'll have to abandon this plan and make other arrangements.

Time passed second by second. Qi Yun leaned against the wall, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"Sir...a car has arrived and stopped in front of the apartment building. Someone...a man went inside," Maria reported in a low voice.

"Just one person?!"

"Yes, only one person entered the apartment, but I can't see if there's anyone else in the car... Should I go closer and check?"

"Don't go over there!" Qi Yun quickly stopped him. "Did that person get out of the driver's seat?"

Maria seemed startled by the tense atmosphere, her voice stammering, "Yes, yes, I didn't go over. He seemed to get out from the driver's seat, that's right."

Qi Yun frowned upon hearing this, feeling a bit surprised.

Could it be Carlos?

We'll have the results soon.

If they can't find themselves at the apartment, the other party will call them.

"Maria, leave there and go to the alley entrance to observe the situation again. See if there are any suspicious vehicles parked nearby. Do you understand what I mean?" Qi Yun patiently instructed.

"I understand, I understand."

Maria left the convenience store entrance, hurried towards the alleyway, looked around, and then answered the phone, "There's a truck unloading planks. I didn't see any other vehicles nearby..."

You really came alone?

Qi Yun was a little confused.

"Turn left, go straight, and enter the alley."

"I'll hang up now. Just come over here, I'll wait for you."

"Okay, okay!"

After ending the call with Maria, Qi Yun spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and looked at his phone screen.

Carlos should call soon.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the phone vibrated.

"You're not home? Don't tell me you haven't come back yet?" Carlos's voice held a hint of anger.

Qi Yun adjusted his tone: "Director, have you arrived yet? I encountered a small problem on the way, I'll be downstairs right away."

Just as he was speaking, Maria appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Qi Yun appeared, waved to her, and then made a shushing gesture.

Maria understood and quickly approached Qi Yun, watching him nervously as he made the phone call.

"I'll wait five more minutes. You'd better hurry up and come see me, or you'll be in big trouble!" Carlos seemed anxious and hung up the phone.

Qi Yun squinted.

Warning? Or reminder?

If Carlos wasn't involved with drug dealers, then it's highly likely that the first possibility we speculated about applies.

He must know something about the warehouse and is eager to confirm the situation with me.

The purpose, of course, needs no further explanation.

Another bastard trying to steal my money. Kill this bastard.

Qi Yun made a decision instantly.

Nobody is allowed to covet my money! Not even the police chief!

And...Carlos will be a huge threat! We must strike first!

As for the consequences of killing him...

Screw the consequences! Let's do it first! In Mexico, how many police chiefs don't die every year?