"Mr. Chen, look, that's the back mountain."

From south to north, Tang Xiaolong ran through the entire city of Tijuana, driving from the airport to the city and then outside the city.

Chen Liang looked over.

The execution ground for street girls, at least on the surface, does not seem as terrifying as Tang Xiaolong said. On the contrary, the scenery is relatively beautiful.

"It may not be able to see clearly here, but if you go up the mountain, you will find rotten wrecks everywhere."

"The street ladies in Tijuana have a tradition. Once they are sure that they can't achieve their achievements, they will dress up before they die. The gangster firing squad will push them to the back mountain. They will take off their shoes, their shoes tips towards their homes, kneel on the small mat in white stockings, overlooking the city of Tijuana."

"The reason I took off my shoes is because according to the cultural traditions of South America, people without a head cannot see the way home. Only by turning the tip of their shoes towards the direction of their home can the soul know how to go home."

"frenzied."

The Qin and Han dynasties spit out four words.

He was not a good person before, and he had made many attempts, but the cruelty of the Mexican gangsters was still beyond his perception.

"Yes, it's really crazy, but this is Mexico."

Tang Xiaolong nodded and said, "When the heads of those standing in the street girls were cut off with one knife, the hungry dogs who had been waiting for a long time would pounce on them and bit the girls' heads as delicious. The gangsters usually abandon their bodies after their execution and do not bury them on the spot, so the mountain seems fertile, but in fact it is a mass grave."

With Tang Xiaolong's introduction, the bloody and dark Mexico gradually uncovered a corner.

"Mexican gangsters seem to like beheading their heads?"

Chen Liang asked.

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

Tang Xiaolong explained: "In fact, the criminal law of beheading is already quite civilized in the gangster world of Tijuana. Ten years ago, the Mexican police found hundreds of remains in a place called the "Chicken Cage" in Tijuana."

"In fact, it cannot even be called remains. To be precise, some fragmented human bones, fat, and skin tissue. After investigation, it was found that these dead people were killed by a man named Ropez."

"After some people were killed, their bodies were transported here. Before Ropez worked, he prepared two oil barrels, a few pounds of caustic soda, rubber gloves, and gas masks, and then soaked the entire body in an oil barrel filled with caustic soda for a night. The next day, he threw the corpse valley. He was unaware of it, and he was comparable to the corpse-transforming powder in the novel."

"Investigators found a total of 16,500 liters of acidic liquid and 200 kg of human bones at the site of the crime, and estimated that a total of 650 victims were buried. According to Ropez's arrest, these 650 people were dissolved by him. They were both killed and buried, and were more "civilized" than those gangsters who managed street girls. Because of his unique means of destroying corpses, he had a bloody nickname in Tijuana - being a soup man."

After listening to this character story, even Chen Liang's face couldn't help but change slightly.

Even though he felt that he had made some mental preparations before coming, he found that he had underestimated the horror of this sinful country.

"Do you know how much his income is for doing such advanced technical work?"

Tang Xiaolong asked and answered.

"About 4000rmb per week."

4000rmb?

To convert, the monthly salary is only 20,000 yuan.

Qin and Han dynasties found it incredible.

When he was the most glorious in Sand City, his income was higher than this.

"According to his confession, when he was the busiest, he dealt with 36 bodies in a month and had to work overtime every day."

"Is it worth it for such a little money?"

Qin Han couldn't help but say, "Those who do takeout in first- and second-tier cities probably earn more than that."

The atmosphere was quite dull, but after he said this, Chen Liang and Tang Xiaolong both laughed.

"Yes, but this is Mexico. If the economy can be compared with our country, there will be no group of people who will continue to sell drugs."

"How is this soup man doing now?"

Chen Liang asked.

"Because Mexico has no death penalty, he is still in a prison in Mexico."

Qin and Han were silent when they heard this.

This pervert who is inhumane and unforgivable, after killing so many people, he still lives in this world safely.

Is this what is called humanity?

"Actually, from another perspective, Ropez's dissolving is also some sinners. They are all opponents of Tijuana's local gangsters and the big boss of the Aregiano brothers Teodoro."

"The Arellano brothers rampant in Tijuana in the late 1990s, and were later attacked by two black and white sides. They died and were ruined, and now they have become third-rate gangsters."

"Who is the most powerful gang in Tijuana now?"

"Setta, now Tijuana, is already the world of Setta."

“I’ve heard of Seta.”

Qin Han said: "I heard that their core members are all from special forces, killing people without blinking, and have strong combat power. In order to grab territory, they went to war with all drug trafficking groups."

"That's right."

Tang Xiaolong nodded.

"Setta's founding team is indeed more than 30 special forces soldiers. They have military qualities that ordinary drug dealers do not possess. At first, they beat other drug trafficking groups to run away, but they are too sharp. They are typical of understanding military and not politics. Later, they forced other drug trafficking groups to get angry. They joined forces and pulled the government to beat Setta up. If it weren't for this, Setta's scale would definitely not be limited to Tijuana. Those street ladies were controlled by Setta."

After carrying Chen Liang around Tijuana for two rounds, he was basically familiar with the terrain of Tijuana, and the car stopped in a small villa.

"Sir Chen, there are some serious businessmen around here, some of which are foreign factory owners and investors. I think this place is pretty good and much safer than other places. If Mr. Chen is not satisfied, I will find a place to change it."

"No, it's already pretty good here."

Rather than saying it is a villa, it is better to describe it as a double-storey building, with the outer periphery surrounded by three-meter-high earth walls, and an iron gate forms all safety barriers.

Entering inside, there is an artificial pond in the yard. The visual effect is very rough. At first glance, it is an ordinary bricklayer. Not to mention that it is compared with the foreign buildings in China, it is even worse than some rural houses today.

However, in a place like Tijuana, it is enough to have such a house to live in.

"Mr. Chen, I have collected the information about local gangsters in Mexico. They are all on that computer. You can check it out."

There is a laptop on the coffee table in the living room.

Chen Liang nodded and patted Tang Xiaolong on the shoulder.

“Good done.”
Chapter completed!