The Oriole is behind

The pickup trucks they called did not go to the port city called Ensenada as promised.

That place is just a guise of fooling people.

In fact, they drove to the edge of a coastal fishing village located northwest of Ensenada.

Ensenada is still ten or twenty kilometers away.

Before the pickup truck drove into the fishing village, the driver kept staring at the rearview mirror and looking left and right, for fear that someone would follow him, so he deliberately slowed down to see if the car behind him slowed down.

Soon, he found that as his speed slowed down, the cars behind him continued to catch up, and none of them slowed down because of his slowdown.

According to his superficial anti-tracking common sense, he was basically sure that no one or a vehicle was following him.

Then he felt relieved and turned the car into the fishing village.

But he didn't know that since they left the airport, more than a dozen cars were following one after another. Some cars overtake after going after going after going after going after going for more than a dozen kilometers, and some cars turned from a certain fork after going after going after relay. These more than a dozen cars were very cautious and did not let him see any clues.

Just as he was slowing down, the vehicle responsible for tracking this distance was directly surpassed him without slowing down in order not to attract his attention.

And about one mile behind, or about 1,600 meters, there was actually a spare car out of sight, following blindly through the radio command of the vehicle that was constantly relaying in front.

Since the spare car was always out of the other party's sight, it did not need to be replaced frequently, so Wan Pojun regarded the car as his command car.

After hearing that the vehicle slowed down, the car stopped directly behind a mile away. Then the Wanlong Palace soldiers in the vehicle immediately released a high-end domestic aerial photography drone.

This kind of civil aerial photography drone is a huge loss that Wanlongdian has suffered in Syria.

Before this, they couldn't believe that a domestic drone priced at no more than US$1,000 could take silent aerial photos of 500 meters above their heads, and see all their movements.

Since Wanlong Palace was taken over by Ye Chen, Wanlong Palace has purchased at least 10,000 civil aerial photography drones of different specifications, some of which can even be folded into their pockets, and can take off within one minute if necessary.

At this time, they released a cracked drone directly from the rear.

This cracked four-rotor drone can break the original factory's 500-meter rise limit, and can easily fly even two or three thousand meters.

Moreover, the enhanced battery can provide it with at least fifty minutes of flight endurance and more than one and a half hours of air stagnation, and the drone's speed can reach more than 60 kilometers per hour.

Therefore, after the drone took off, it took only more than a minute to lock the pickup truck that Ye Chen was riding in the picture.

Then, the soldier in charge of aerial photography immediately reported to Wan Pojun: "The Lord of the Palace has locked the target position, and they have entered the fishing village on the right side of the road ahead!"

Wan Pojun nodded and said lightly: "I think this is the other party's nest. I send the coordinates out and let everyone rush to a location a mile away from the fishing village to hide. I secretly encircle the fishing village and prepare to give them a yellow bird in the back according to Mr. Ye's plan!"

On the other side.

When Ye Chen saw Lao Mo driving his car into the dilapidated fishing village, he pretended to be curious and asked the young man on the passenger seat, "Hey, aren't we going to that Ensenada? Why did we drive to this village where birds don't poop?"

The young man said casually: "Our car is almost out of gas. There is smuggled oil in this fishing village, and the price is cheap. We will continue to rush here when the oil is full. Now we are not far from Ensenada. It takes more than ten kilometers to get there in twenty minutes after adding fuel."

After saying that, he stretched and said casually: "Oh, I played cards with a few old Mo until three o'clock in the evening yesterday, but he was so sleepy that I was so sleepy. After picking you up, I will have a good sleep!"

As he said that, the pickup truck drove into a rural courtyard.

Ye Chen looked at Lang Hongjun beside him. Seeing that he was getting more and more panic, he smiled and said, "Brother, don't be so nervous. It's just a little bit of fuel."

As soon as the words were finished, the pickup truck stopped in the yard. Seven or eight burly men walked out of several brick houses around the yard. These people were all brown-skinned Mexicans with similar totem tattoos on their bodies and kicked Gay's pointed-toe shoes on their feet. The key was that they were holding pistols in their hands.

Seeing these people surround themselves with awesomeness, Lang Hongjun immediately asked nervously: "What are they going to do?!"

"What are you doing?" The young man on the passenger seat smiled, escaped from under the seat, pointed at Lang Hongjun, and pointed at Ye Chen, and said coldly: "All of the funniest get out of the car. If you dare to run around, I will shoot him to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly men outside reached out and pulled open the two car doors in the rear row.

Afterwards, each of them pointed a gun at Ye Chen and Lang Hongjun in the car, shouting something very excitedly.

But Ye Chen didn't understand Spanish and didn't know what they were talking about. He just thought these guys were calling him a lot.

Ye Chen hurriedly hugged his head with both hands and shouted loudly: "If you have something to say, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't you just want money? I have more than 1,000 US dollars in my pocket, you can take it all! If it doesn't work, then give you the suitcase too!"

The young man yelled coldly: "What are you talking about? You can't understand if you get off the car for me?"

Ye Chen hurriedly said, "You can understand, you can understand."

After saying that, he stepped out of the car.

As soon as he got off the car, two burly men stood him up, one on the left and the other on the right, and then tied his wrist behind him with a nylon tie about one centimeter wide.

This nylon cable ties is very strong. Under normal circumstances, in this way, he will not break the cable ties even if he breaks them into the flesh and keeps them until his bones are tied.

Moreover, the buckle of this ties is one-way and will only tighten the tighter and tighter, but there will definitely be no loosening at all, so these criminal groups especially like to use this kind of thing to restrain their victims.

According to their experience, no one has ever been able to break free from such a tie.

After Ye Chen was stabbed with both hands, Lang Hongjun was also pulled out of the car by two big men.

Lang Hongjun tried to struggle, but the other party directly pressed him to the ground and tied his hands tightly with a tie.

Lang Hongjun ate a mouthful of dirt, vomited several times in a row, and said hoarsely: "Bao, what are you going to do?! You kidnapped me, who has already gone bankrupt, and you are completely useless. For you, I have no use except wasting food!"
Chapter completed!