Qingchen looked at the thatched house silently.
In the middle of the shabby house, a black iron pot was built in the middle, and a group of children gathered next to the iron pot, eating black roasted bugs.
Qingchen looked at his clothes, the same rags as those Mexican natives.
He didn't know that after the villagers carried him back from the Swallow Cave, some people took away all the clothes they saw that he was precious. It was the kind-hearted aunt who put on him old clothes, otherwise they would not even have to wear them...
When the children saw Qingchen awake, they chewed the insects while looking at Qingchen with a weird smile, and said something he couldn't understand.
While chewing, the legs of the big grasshopper were still exposed outside the children's lips.
Qingchen: "..."
Why did he feel that these natives can eat people?!
The aunt came over with a plate of grasshoppers, butterfly larvae, water cockroaches, and a child brought a plate of ant eggs. He brought them to Qingchen, pointed to the white ant eggs, and pointed to Qingchen's mouth.
Qingchen didn't know how to sip, but the child looked at the ant egg and swallowed.
Generally speaking, the Mexican natives treat you with ant eggs, which means they treat you as a distinguished guest. This thing is known as Mexican caviar.
Qingchen looked at the aunt's smile, hesitated to grab the insect and eat it and chew it. A spicy smell filled his mouth with sourness.
Just when he wanted to spit out the bugs in his mouth, he swallowed them by a devil, without wasting them.
It was at this moment that some fragments came from his mind like a tide.
Qingchen sat on the bed in a daze. He saw the wind and snow, and someone was saying something to him.
When he wanted to catch something from the tide, the tide retreated again under some kind of gravity.
This sudden memory seemed to confirm what "Yi" said. Qingchen knew what was wrong with this world, but he knew that his memory would never lie.
Is there anything more reliable in this world than his powerful memory? No.
However, in Yi's mouth, he was so strong, and his body was no different from before he traveled through time: the body of a high school student should not be strong even though he was healthy.
This body is not enough to deal with danger!
Qingchen asked tentatively in English: "Do you have a phone number here? Or is there a way to leave here?"
The aunt couldn't understand what he said, so she continued to roast bugs for the children...
Qingchen sighed: "It's really a miserable fate... I don't know if Qing Guozhong was released?"
In his memory, Qing Guozhong must have been detained for the first time, and the amount involved was not large, and it was generally detained for three to seven days. But the fact is that Qing Guozhong was sentenced to more than three years in prison and was still stepping on a sewing machine.
What's more amazing is that if he hadn't lost his memory, he wouldn't have remembered that he had a father who had been captured.
At this time, the sound of an engine came from outside the house.
Qingchen's eyes lit up. If he had a car, he could get out of here. No matter what he had experienced before he lost his memory, it was a serious matter to return to China as soon as possible.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
The violent sound hit his ears, and Qingchen's pupils suddenly contracted.
There were rapid gunfire outside, and the aunt hurriedly pulled the children and asked them to climb over the window and run out.
But when she opened the window, someone was already blocking it outside.
Qingchen: "..."
But dozens of vicious bandits rushed in, tied everyone's hands with ropes, and took them to the car outside.
More than 300 people in the entire village were beaten to death, and the rest were all captured and captured.
The bandit whistled unscrupulously, pulling the trigger and shooting into the sky, as if celebrating this victory.
Qingchen was sitting in the truck with his hands tied up, and he was completely confused.
The four men in the car dou held AK47 in their arms and watched everyone coldly.
Qingchen has never seen this scene before, and he doesn't even know where this group of bandits are going to take him!
He tried to break free from the hemp rope and failed. But... he looked at the AK47 in the gangster's arms and felt particularly friendly and familiar.
This kind of intimacy for guns seems to come from the distant past.
The car staggered for six hours, and finally plunged into a dense forest.
The convoy entered a village and Qingchen saw hundreds of Mexican natives covered in dirty facial towels under more than ten straw sheds, busy making drugs.
This is the drug nest of a big drug lord!
These bandits attacked the village to catch laborers to make drugs for them!
The bandits drove the villagers and took them to a clearing ground for pre-job training. Qingchen couldn't understand a word, so he could only remember the Spanish language based on his own memory, and then quickly analyzed what each word refers to.
A gangster discovered the unique Asian Qingchen. He spoke aloud. Qingchen couldn't understand and could only smile politely without losing his embarrassment.
Seeing that Qingchen never responded to him, the bandit suddenly rushed towards Qingchen and pushed his gun on his forehead with a fierce look.
During the stalemate, the Mexican indigenous aunt rushed up to stop the bandits and explained in local language for a long time.
Qingchen glanced at the aunt in surprise.
The bandit didn't listen to the aunt's explanation. After kicking her away, he looked at Qingchen coldly, and slowly put his finger on the trigger!
Life and death are on the line!
The bandit wants to kill the suspicious person!
In an instant, Qingchen suddenly lowered his head, and the world seemed to be suspended by him.
To be precise, Qingchen's memory was slowly boiling at this moment, and his thoughts were so fast that time seemed to slow down.
The drug dealer shouting not far away spitted out of his mouth and splattered in the strong sunlight.
The little villager girl hiding in her mother's arms looked timidly at the drug manufacturing factory not far away, and her fingers looked a little pale because she grabbed the hem of her mother's clothes.
Under the open-air drug-making thatched hut, the worker covered his mouth with a cloth strip, held a beaker in his hand and poured a blue and turbid liquid into the vessel, and a dirty decompression still was placed next to it!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Qingchen looked up and shouted in English: "Slowly, you are using the fake ephedrine method to purify drugs, but ephedrine should be a contraindicated product, which will make it easy for you to be found by the Drug Enforcement Administration! I can use the P2P synthesis method for organic synthesis of methyl phenylacetate and methylamine under specific conditions!"
His voice seemed to be someone pulling the trigger, suppressing the chaos around him.
The drug dealers and the villagers gradually became quiet. A drug dealer with a black turban tied on his head turned around and asked in English: "If I were to find that you were lying to me, you would regret not dead at the gun just now. Tom, bring him here!"
The drug dealer walked into the open-air drug manufacturing factory with a gun, and he kicked the worker in front of the drug manufacturing equipment away, then looked at Qingchen coldly: "Start, let me see your abilities."
Drug dealers were tempted. Ephedrine is a contraband. Now parents will crack down on drug trafficking, human trafficking and organs around the world. If they are caught, it will not be a problem of jail. They will die!
Qingchen stood in front of the drug-making equipment, tore off the cloth strip from his clothes to cover his mouth and nose. He first washed all the vessels... These drug dealers were too careless and had dried patina!
The boy recalled the knowledge he had absorbed: one of the raw materials of P2P synthesis method, acetophenone, needs to be obtained from the reaction of benzoic acid and acetic acid, and then acetophenone and methylamine are used in the catalyst aluminum, ether solvent...
Late at night a few hours later, Qingchen pulled off the cloth strip from his face and quietly waited for the chemicals to be purified in the still and crystallized...
He was surrounded by drug dealers, and everyone stared at the high-purity crystal with wide eyes: "We have never made such a pure product!"
The drug dealer looked at Qingchen, his eyes flashed with the desire for knowledge in the primitive instinct of human beings: This Chinese boy must stay and control it well!
This is a money tree!
The drug dealer thought for a moment: "Prepare food for him and let him have a meal with us."
The plundered villagers could only eat black potato mash for dinner. They didn't know what strange things were mixed inside. There was no tableware, so they could only grab them with their hands.
Qingchen is different. His dinner even has beef and Mexican specialty taco.
Other villagers slept in open-air shops, and he was arranged to sleep in camp beds with three drug dealers.
Qingchen sighed in his heart. If it weren't for saving his life, he would definitely not do such a thing. If he was the leader of the parent meeting, then when he found a way to contact the parent meeting, he must find a way to knock out the place.
He quietly looked around: there were more than 200 drug dealers in the entire village. The village was surrounded by wooden walls and four towers around them. There were always bandits on them holding guns on them.
These bandits actually equipped heavy machine guns in the village tower!
Qingchen felt powerless and didn't think about how to escape from here.
At night, crying came from the big bus shop not far away. He saw the Mexican aunt holding his child in her arms and comforting her quietly.
Qingchen thought for a moment and said to the drug dealer: "Don't let the children work, give them normal food, this is my condition."
The drug dealer looked coldly: "Are you qualified to negotiate with me?"
Qingchen looked at each other calmly: "This is nothing to you."
He did not avoid the other party's gaze.
Time seems to have changed nothing, Qingchen is still Qingchen, whoever treats him well will do what he is good to.
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Nearly a thousand people were rapidly penetrating near the Swallow Cave in Mexico.
The members of the parent meeting were fully armed, flying over the eaves and walking on the walls, with great momentum.
Xiaoqi stood on the cliff and looked into the dark pit: "A group, go down to check."
120 people skillfully nailed the rope, and immediately lowered the rope to the bottom of the sinkhole, and there was no one here.
What is a bit strange is that the mountain wall inside the sinkhole is no longer like rocks, and the entire sinkhole seems to have been covered with a layer of glaze, as if crystals have grown on the mountain wall.
When the searchlight sweeps, the entire sinkhole is colorful, as if it is in a dream state.
All the parents-in-law members who sneaked into the pit were trance: "Is this the place where the boss becomes a god after he completes the life and death barrier?"
A place to show saints!
Xiao Wu analyzed: "No boss's body was found around him. This is good news, which means he may still be alive. But if he is still alive and has been back for several hours, why didn't he contact us?"
At this time, other search teams found the village where Qingchen had temporarily lived and immediately contacted Xiaoqi: "I have a situation here. There are more than 20 people dead in a village, and there are shells on the ground, and all the others are missing."
A parent-teacher member hesitated and said, "I heard from my friends about the situation in Mexico. Generally, the whole village was abducted because drug dealers wanted to arrest people and go to the drug manufacturing workshop to work."
Xiao Qi thought for a moment: "Use the key gate to pick up more families, use the swallow cave as the center, and continue to look outwards. Let's ask the big drug lords in Mexico and let them tell us where the secret drug manufacturing factory is."
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Ten hours later, in a brilliant manor in the outskirts of Badiraguato, dozens of beauties were playing in the swimming pool.
Six middle-aged men were sitting by the pool holding cigars, discussing their next distribution plan and their respective share ratios.
The leader of the Sinaloa drug cartel in Badiraguato, Guberman was cutting the tail of the cigar by himself: "The USDAC is investigating us, and I suspect there is an insider between us. Let you come today, not to doubt you, but hope that everyone can unite against the USDAC next time and not stab yourself in the back. If I find someone doing this, I will break every rib and throw him into the pigpen."
Inside and outside the manor, hundreds of militants were under martial law. They patrolled back and forth with AK47 on their backs and kept the manor guarding airtightly.
This Guberman is the drug lord leader in this area. He even killed American agents, and even the Drug Enforcement Administration had no choice but to deal with him for a while.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Bang bang bang bang! Gunshots sounded outside the manor!
The six people next to the swimming pool suddenly stood up and looked solemnly in the direction when the gunfire came.
Guberman asked his cousin in charge of security next to him: "What happened?"
My cousin said quickly: "A 100-man army attacked from the main gate. They were very fast and fierce!"
Guberman frowned and said, "Is there only one hundred people, no helicopters? no armored vehicles?"
While speaking, a security team of nearly a thousand people rushed out, while Guberman sat back on his seat casually.
He looked at the panicked beauties in the pool and smiled: "Don't be afraid, girls, this is Badiraguato. Even if the Drug Enforcement Administration comes, there is no way to deal with me."
However, as soon as Guberman sat back, the gunshots gradually scattered, and the manor gradually returned to peace.
He smiled and said, "My security team is pretty good, the battle ends very quickly."
One thousand people beat one hundred people, and you can think about it and know what the result is.
But as soon as the words were finished, a black army penetrated into the outside of the manor. The members of the parent club were fierce and unlike humans, with accurate guns and speeding up faster than sports cars.
As he hit, a thunder suddenly struck out. Who can bear it?
One hundred people fight drug lords, one thousand people are just like playing.
Guberman sat on the rattan chair with stiff body: "Are you mercenaries? I will pay double the price for anyone who hires you."
Xiao Wuqi smiled, and lifted Guberman up with one hand, suspended in the air and stopped steadily: "I'll ask you, where is your drug manufacturing factory."
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After 20 hours.
Alangele Prison is Mexico's most tight prison. It is located in the desert and imprisons and drug dealers. It is known as one of the most feared prisons by drug lords.
The leader of the Mexican cartel drug cartel is detained here.
Nowadays, the three major drug trafficking groups are like warlords, often in assassination and firefighting. In order to avoid being killed, the cartel simply lives in the prison for a long time. Most of the prisoners in the prison are his people, and the prison guards protect him, which is the most difficult drug lord to die.
At this time, a team of 300 people was passing through the desert more than ten meters of the wall of Alangele Prison.
The prison guards saw them live ammunition from afar and immediately sounded the prison alarm.
But before hundreds of prison guards could organize resistance, they saw three hundred of the most elite families coming outside the wall, easily assisting, and jumping past...
The prison guards watched their families jumping onto the wall like grasshoppers, and their heads were numb!
Xiaoqi led the team to quickly complete the disarming. He found the warden and asked, "Where is the cartel?"
Ten minutes later, Cartel looked at nearly two thousand men lying all over the floor. He pretended to be calm and asked, "Who are you? Do you want a drug manufacturing factory? I'll give it to you... It hurts so much."
At this time, a phone call came over and Xiaojiu said, "Fontez drug trafficking group has also been settled. I have obtained all the drug manufacturing workshop addresses and are ready to go to find the boss in batches."
In just 30 hours, the three major drug trafficking groups that could not even be destroyed by the US Drug Enforcement Administration were pushed back by the parent meeting.
The parent meeting only wants to do one thing, find Qingchen.
Those drug dealers would never think how crazy Xiaoqi and the others would be in search of Qingchen. Even if you hide in prison, you would still go into prison and catch you.
Chapter completed!