American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 16 16 Is he worthy of trusting?

At night, they finally arrived in Mexico.

"Okay, we'll see you in the bar later."

Sandy hung up the phone and said to Ron: "Evan let us meet in the front bar."

Ron asked while driving.

"Is that Evan reliable?"

"Do you doubt him?"

"Yes, I'm not familiar with the place, so it's always right to be cautious."

"He and I worked at the Los Angeles Police Department, and we were teammates who were born and died. But later I was transferred to the Bureau of Investigation and he was transferred to the CIA. The boss asked him to pick us up. It should be trustworthy."

Ron felt relieved when he saw Sandy full of confidence.

Richard was wearing a black suit, with a shirt inside, staring at the dancer's long legs, swallowing saliva, and wishing to hug her and chew a few bites.

They never expected that they all fled to Mexico, and the FBI even chased them here to arrest them.

Therefore, Sandy was eager to rush over and tell Ron immediately what he discovered.

Brother Seth reacted first, and he looked up at Ron with a cold look.

Sandy, who was walking towards this side, had a clear look of worry on her face when she saw this change.

Unexpectedly, they escaped from the police and arrived in Mexico successfully.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, go back to your Asia, this is Mexico."

A Mexican beauty with a big wave was wearing two cool cloth strips, with long slits all the way to her waist, her snow-white thighs were exposed, and her heavy conscience fluctuated with the dance.

The movements on Ron's side have already attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.

They are very happy to see the high-ranking FBI defeated.

Andrew's smile was restrained and he looked at Ron coldly.

Sandy, who came to her senses, hurried over, with a nervous look.

Even local forces will not miss the FBI. On the contrary, they are very happy to increase their prestige by attacking the FBI.

Ron glanced around and his eyes remained on two impressed faces.

Andrew looked at Ron arrogantly, his eyes wide open at Ron, and his saliva sprayed on Ron's face.

"I'm here to arrest you, FBI, don't move!"

Usually when the prisoner escapes abroad, the police give up.

"Andrew, bar owner, young man, advise you not to be impulsive. If you are too impulsive, you won't end well."

"Get back and have a drink of milk, a little white-faced person."

One of the two is the older brother Seth Jeko and the other is the younger brother Richard Jeko.

All he knew was that Sandy could not walk again when she saw the beauty.

If it is an ordinary place, it is impossible to arrest two people, but this place is obviously a place of right and wrong.

Ron suddenly pulled out his pistol and pointed the muzzle at the heads of the two.

Because the bar has such a heavy smell of blood, it means that there must have been a murder case recently. Maybe someone in the bar is a murderer now.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Seth and Richard's expressions changed from astonishment to gloomy.

...

Ron and Sandy got out and entered the bar.

"Fuckyou, who do you think you are? If you have two fire sticks, you think you can sweep everything?"

Seth was wearing a black suit, a white T-shirt inside, a black tattoo on his neck, and a pair of bright eyes.

It was another two heavy contributions.

Ron did not respond, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the big man walking towards him.

Both of them have credit and bonuses!

"I'll tell me, you can't take us away!"

Ron walked straight over.

In such a dangerous place, he wanted to leave immediately. Every time Ron thought that he would meet the two brothers Seth and Richard.

"Who are you?"

The smell of blood filled the entire bar, tables, chairs, floors, and even the waiters had a smell of blood.

"Damn, who do you think you are? This is Mexico, and your FBI is not useful here. Guys, do you think so?" Then a big man with a big waist came over, and he encouraged everyone while walking.

At this time, Ron walked to the table in the center of the bar.

"Put your mouth cleanly."

They are like students with the strongest desire for knowledge, wondering infinitely what is under the dancer's clothes?

It took a long time before Sandy's eyes moved away from the dancer.

"Damn idiot, I said that there are only customers at the bar and no wanted criminals. Are you deaf? If you are not aware of yourself, I don't mind killing you."

"Fbi, you keep a bitch, remember it for me, there are no wanted criminals here!"

Ron smiled without comment.

Sandy was completely attracted by the dancer on the stage and was stunned and couldn't walk any further.

Andrew smiled jokingly, and his words were warning.

"Seth, Richard?"

Because abroad is different from domestic and is not in its own territory, handling cases is destined to not receive support from the local government. Not only will it not receive support, the government will also set up many obstacles because this is related to the issue of sovereignty.

They were the criminals wanted by the police. Seth successfully escaped from prison with the help of his younger brother Richard. In order to escape the pursuit, the two shot and killed many people, including innocent citizens.

"Hehe, all murderers are sheltering you, you are not a good thing."

"Dear friends, please disturb me. The FBI arrests criminals, don't move!"

Then he smelled the strong smell of blood and the faint smell of rotten corpse.

Then he saw two wanted criminals, and of course he wanted to arrest them.

These drivers are all strong and full of energy.

"They are all wanted criminals, and have killed several people, including the police. Are you sure you want to shelter them?"

Ron stood condescendingly across from the two brothers.

This... is really destined to be.

This is outrageous.

Seth looked at Ron gloatingly.

Richard's right hand quietly moved to his waist, and he wanted to pull out his pistol and resist arrest violently.

"Who are you?"

"Boy, there are no wanted criminals here. Take your words back immediately, otherwise you will not be able to live without this place."

The muzzles of the two pistols were facing Seth, Richard.

There are colorful neon lights flashing outside the bar.

"Boy, this is not the United States, not the place where you show off your power."

In addition to the smell of blood, he even smelled the stinking of corpses. What does this mean?

It means there are more than one dead body in the bar.

The man had a circle of beards, his eyes full of jokes and pride.

Most of the bars are drivers traveling to and from the US-Mexico border.

The band played the low and sexy music, and the truck driver in the bar calmed down, listening to the music with his ears and appreciating the beauty with his eyes.

"anti!"

Ron naturally didn't know what Sandy was thinking.

Ron took out a pistol from one pocket again.

He is very sure Ron will give up the task.

Sandy's expression suddenly changed, and she was about to tell Ron about his discovery.

Boos and shouts were everywhere in the bar.

The eldest brother Seth was much more rational. He winked at Richard and advised, "This is Mexico. You won't naively think that you can arrest us smoothly and escort us back to the country, right? Friends, why not sit down and talk."

There were many vehicles parked outside, and people walked into the bar in groups of three or three.

The LSPs looked at the dancer in the center, staring unblocked and focused.

Andrew's words just finished.

Arrived at the place soon.

With a gunshot, a blood hole appeared in Andrew's eyebrows.

Andrew looked disbelief.

Then, his face changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his skin wrinkles appeared like old tree bark.

His teeth turned into pointed fangs, and a layer of white substance appeared in his eyes. He stared at Ron fiercely, resentful and hatred.

(End of this chapter)