Chapter 669

“Where is that kid?”

Mexico City,

Surrounded by two of his men, Imam walked out of the station and pressed his hat when he came to the black cars parked on the side of the road.

“Say it in the car.”

The window is down.

It’s Rutan.

I looked around vigilantly and found that no one was paying attention. Only then did Imam bend into the car, and his men got into the car behind.

This is the capital of Mexico, and his appearance is too conspicuous, so he has to be careful.

“Why not just escort him to Tijuana? I have to run here, knowing how much risk I have to take.”

The fleet starts.

Imam suddenly complained.

As the leader of Seta, a well-known drug lord, he has always been on the Mexican government’s most wanted list.

“He is a guest of the President, I can’t do anything, only you.”

Ruta was blunt.

Imam looked at him coldly.

This fat pig has collected so much money from himself, but whenever he encounters a risk, he will never show up directly by himself, but only push it to him. It can be said to be extremely shrewd.

Imam wanted to get angry, but at this time he still had to rely on the other party, so he could only suppress his emotions and simply said neatly: “Where is he now?”

“Lulaca Grand Hotel.”

“Several people?”

“Just him and a woman.”

Rutan asked for credit: “He originally planned to leave today, but I tried all my excuses and finally held him back.”

“Thanks.”

Imam’s voice was cold. Although he was thanking him, he couldn’t hear much gratitude.

“You are polite. We have been friends for so many years and have always cooperated very harmoniously. This is a small matter.”

Yimamu didn’t smile and didn’t answer the conversation.

“Pick one?”

Rutan opened the storage compartment and took out a box of cigars.

“No.”

Imam seemed to be thinking about revenge at this time.

Rutan didn’t force it either, he lit one happily, and smoked it alone.

“It’s best to keep quiet, and make too much noise, I can’t make a deal.”

“I do things, don’t worry.”

“Of course.”

Rutan spit out smoke, holding a cigar in one hand, and pulling out a room card in the other.

“I have already completed the procedures for you, just check in directly.”

“Thanks.”

Imam was not polite, and reached out to take the hotel room card.

Maybe he saw that he was not in high spirits, Rutan didn’t say much, and sent Imam directly to the hotel.

“all the best.”

Imam didn’t say anything, pressed his hat, pushed the door and got out of the car.

He didn’t see, the expression of Ruta behind him gradually changed, his eyes were two-point helpless, three-pointed vicious, and the rest was cold.

The best hotel in Mexico City, the guests are like clouds.

No one knew that the drug lord Imam came in silently.

“Boss, that guy lives upstairs from us, when will you start?”

“No hurry, wait for the evening.”

Day and night alternate, sunset and moon rise.

Imam, who has been staying in the room with a stubbornly suppressed impulse for revenge, exhaled a long, hideous face, and withdrew his gaze from the window.

“Do it.”

The two men immediately pushed out the door, first touched the kitchen and changed the hotel uniform, then pushed the dining table to the floor where Chen Liang was.

“This is it.”

“Ding Dong, Ding Dong…”

The doorbell was rang.

Chen Liang opened the door.

“Hello, we are here to deliver food.”

“Just put it on the table.”

Chen Liang returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa to continue reading the newspaper.

The two “waiters” looked at each other, their eyes full of murderous intent. They did not choose to act recklessly, but silently buried the prepared bombs under the dining table.

With this equivalent, it was enough to blow this room to pieces.



The task was successfully completed, and the two waiters left the room and went back downstairs.

“Boss, the bomb is ready.”

“very good.”

Imam grinned.

“Go, let’s leave first.”

The three of them left the hotel and didn’t go far. They stood at the door of the hotel, looking up at the magnificent hotel building, looking like mud-buns that couldn’t live in.

“Fight against me and go to hell!”

Imam held a device similar to a remote control and squeezed it hard.

The building was still brightly lit, and nothing unusual happened.

Imam was stunned for a moment, and then pressed harder again.

There is still no movement.

His wild smile was completely frozen, his face was full of anger, and he looked at the two men in a pinpoint manner.

“what happened?!”

The two subordinates also looked confused, and didn’t know what was going on.

“Mr. Imam, don’t embarrass them. Your gift needs to be improved.”

A voice came from behind, with a smile.

Imam suddenly turned his head, his pupils contracted, and saw that the Oriental was actually standing behind him, still weighing the bomb he had prepared for him in his hand.

After a brief consternation, Imam subconsciously stretched his hand into his arms and wanted to draw his gun.

But at this time, “Qibo~Qibo~Qibo…”

The loud police sirens sounded, and police cars rushed over and stopped in front of the hotel.

“Hold your head in your hands and squat down!”

The special police quickly got out of the car and pointed their guns firmly at the three Imams.

“Fuck you…”

A drug dealer was viciously planning to resist, but before he could take out the gun, there was a fire snake vomiting.

He trembled all over, and collapsed to the ground without his skin, the blood flowing out slowly converged on the ground.

The remaining drug dealer looked around and found that he was surrounded and had nowhere to escape.

“Boss!”

Imam gritted his teeth, his eyes looked like evil spirits, staring at Chen Liang.

“How did you know…”

Before he could finish his words, he saw the door of a police car opened and Rutan walked down with a pot belly.

Imam’s expression was stiff, his eye sockets began to engorge, and his temples kept beating.

“Immam, give up meaningless resistance, you have been arrested.”

Rutan said awe-inspiringly.

no doubt.

I was betrayed.

“Rutan, you are not afraid that I will shake out all those things about you?”

He didn’t understand why this fat pig would dare to betray him.

You know, they can be said to be grasshoppers on a rope.

The special police rushed over fiercely and controlled the two of them.

Imam did not engage in unnecessary resistance.

After the special police took off Imam’s gun and handcuffed his hands, Rutan approached him, leaned close to Imam’s ear, and whispered.

“There is no permanent banquet in the world, Imam, don’t blame me, but you provoke people who shouldn’t be offended.”

“Use the rest of your life to confess slowly.”

Imam’s eyes were about to split. If his eyes could kill, Rutan might not even have ashes left.

“Tui.”

Spitting saliva on his face, Rutan took a step back and said majesticly: “Take it away!”

“I won’t let you go!”

Imam struggled to be taken into the car by the special police.

upstairs.

Annabel stood at the window and witnessed this scene.

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