Super Special Forces King

Chapter 817 Mexico City

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Not only did the body recover to its peak state, it also improved, which gave Zhang Feng more confidence in his next trip to Mexico.

Because of Zhang Haoran's appearance, Zhang Feng's heart has an extra responsibility.

This responsibility was so heavy in his heart that Zhang Feng did not dare to be careless.

Zhuo Chaoyun has returned to work in the company, and Chen Wanru also returned to Europe. She has to mobilize blood-killed people to cooperate with the Huangquan Mercenary Corps to meet the Black Dragon Mercenary Corps of the Japanese Kingdom to prevent them from doing things.

Yun Qian stayed at home to take care of the children.

Just yesterday, the old man had already sent Zhang Fengxin's identity information, according to Zhang Feng's request, a Mexican of Thai descent.

During this time, Zhang Feng was not only in rehabilitation, but fortunately learning a foreign language, Spanish.

Since you want to disguise your identity as someone who was born and raised in Mexico City, you must be able to speak authentic and standard Spanish.

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Three days later.

Zhang Feng bid farewell to Zhuo Chaoyun and Yun Qian who had come to see off the plane, and boarded the plane to Mexico City.

The identity passport he holds now is his identity.

After boarding the plane, I directly found my seat in the economy class and sat down by the window.

He didn't want to have any contact with anyone on the plane, so he turned his head directly out of the window and fell into a sleepy sleep.

People were seated in the seats next to each other, and the plane took off quickly.

Kyoto is very Mexico City. It takes 20 hours and 15 minutes. For ordinary people, this time is very difficult.

But for Zhang Feng, he has plenty of patience. Such a comfortable environment is much better than lying on the ground in the mud in order to snipe a target on the battlefield.

Moreover, Zhang Feng was also enjoying the final tranquility.

After arriving in Mexico, I am about to change my identity and start again. At that time, it must be perilous. If I walk on thin ice, a little carelessness will be a dead end.

There was no affair and no disturbance. After more than 20 hours of normal flight, the plane landed at Mexico City Airport very smoothly.

Mexico City is the capital of the United Mexican States, with a population of about 20 million. It is the most populous metropolitan area in the Americas, with an average elevation of over 2,200 meters, and is also the highest metropolitan area in the world.

The weather throughout the year is around 18 degrees, which is very comfortable, but it is very unfortunate that Zhang Feng came to Mexico City in early September.

The rainy season in Mexico City is from June to early October, and more than 70% of the annual precipitation is concentrated in the rainy season.

Therefore, Zhang Feng walked into the terminal building under the rain, his thin clothes were soaked by the rain, and he was uncomfortable.

Walking out of the airport, many people selling umbrellas and ponchos gathered outside.

Zhang Feng took out the pesos he had exchanged in China from his pocket, and bought a black poncho from the poncho seller and put it on him.

It's just that he had a conversation with a native of Mexico City in Spanish for the first time, and there was no error.

The information the old man had prepared for him was already thoroughly familiar, so there was no panic, so he drove a car and drove in the direction of Chinatown.

Although he was going to Chinatown, Zhang Feng's real destination was not there, but a Thai-descended area near Chinatown.

The smaller the rain, the bigger it was, and it crackled on the body.

When the car stopped, he put on his poncho and rushed into the rain.

Across the street in the distance is the sign of Chinatown. Looking around, all signs of Chinese characters flash.

And the side he was going to was much darker, and there were only a few brightly lit signboards in front of it. It was also very crowded, and perhaps the reason for the heavy rain.

According to the house number in the old man's profile, he took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and smelled a damp and corrupt smell.

He frowned slightly, and said cursingly: "The old man didn't say to find me a better place to stay."

Close the door to keep the rain out. Use the light of the phone screen to find the room switch.

The dim light lit up, and he also used the light to look at the room clearly.

A room of only 20 square meters, a bed, and the quilt on the bed is also moldy from the continuous rain in the rainy season.

Next to it is a small table, which is the furnishings of the entire room.

The quilt could not be covered, so he threw it directly on the ground, took off his raincoat, and lay on the hard board with his wet clothes.

With his head resting on his hands, Zhang Feng knew that his name was no longer Zhang Feng, but Tai Long, a Thai-Hispanic native.

Originally, the old man meant that he was letting a local informant and Zhang Feng make a connection, but Zhang Feng refused.

The area where he is now is an area where Asians gather. The opposite is the Chinatown of Chinese people. It is also the richest place in the area where Asians gather.

Now here is a mixed settlement of Thais, Vietnamese, and Laos. Although it is only one street away from Chinatown, the two sides are far apart.

There is a mixture of fish and dragons, and the people who live here are also the people at the bottom of society.

Of course, this is also the reason why Zhang Feng chose here. It is also a chaotic place, the easier it is to hide his identity.

In addition, his new identity has another profession, the underground black boxer.

The reason why Zhang Feng gave himself such an identity naturally has his own purpose.

According to the information, there are no small underground black boxing arenas in this mixed area. There are two types of underground black boxers, one is the boxer raised by the underground black boxing arena, and the other is the free boxer. Participate in boxing gambling by paying a certain fee. Victory will win the prize, and the loser will take away the scars.

Zhang Feng is naturally the latter.

I slept on a damp and hard bed all night, and when I woke up in the morning, the continuous rain was still raging.

Wrapped in a raincoat and dived into the rain, Zhang Feng found the newspaper office. After spending a certain amount of money, he published a missing person notice in Mexico City’s largest newspaper, the Mexico City Daily.

In the hands of street vendors, they bought two anonymous phone cards and put them in their pockets.

After doing these things, he turned back to the mixed settlement area. However, he did not return to his own one-acre three-point land, but came to an underground black boxing ring in the information, which was also the largest one.

The underground forces in Mexico City can be regarded as the most chaotic in the world.

Gangs, large and small, are intricately entangled in power, but they are collectively referred to as the Mexican Mafia.

Of course, these underground black boxing arenas all have the background of underground forces behind them, otherwise they will not be able to gain a foothold at all.

The rain made my vision a little blurred, but I could still see the crowds at the door of a low residential house in the distance.