From Signing In To Dominate The World

"How was your rest last night?"

Early the next morning.

Chen Liang looked at Qin Han and asked after eating breakfast.

"Not bad, but the gunfire outside is a bit noisy."

Qin Han responded with a smile.

Chen Liang smiled.

"Then your sleep is better than mine, but the gunfire made me awake most of the night."

"Where is Brother Tang?"

Qin Han asked.

"Chen Shao, this is today's morning news."

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Tang Xiaolong walked in from outside, holding a newspaper in his hand.

Chen Liang took it and took a look.

"New Law Times?"

Tang Xiaolong nodded, pulled the chair away and sat down.

"This is a newspaper founded by Seta. From the name of this newspaper, you can tell their ambitions. At the beginning, they published their'regulations' in the newspapers and required citizens to abide by them, as if Tijuana was regarded as theirs. Private territories, and then they issued various wanted reward orders on it, the targets include opponents, police officers, and even government officials."

Chen Liang opened the newspaper.

"Twenty-five people were killed in Sinaloa last night?"

The gunfire last night seemed to be a fierce conflict between Sinaloa and Seta. The newspaper reported in the tone of a victor, and also published a bloody picture of the deceased being separated.

After reading the news, Chen Liang handed the newspaper to Qin Han.

"This is Seta's own newspaper. Naturally, it will belittle the opponent. Based on the current strength of the two sides, even if Sinaloa suffers a loss, Setta will not be much better."

Chen Liang pondered for a moment and looked at Tang Xiaolong.

"Do you know this place Dylanbu?"

Tang Xiaolong shook his head, did not ask Chen Liang what he was doing, and quickly got up.

"I'll get the map."

A minute later, he took a map of Tijuana. It was heavily colored and clearly marked the distribution of various forces in Tijuana.

"Chen Shao, here is where you are talking."

Tang Xiaolong looked around on the map, and then pressed his finger on a place painted in blue.

Qin Han condenses his eyebrows.

"This is Sinaloa's sphere of influence?"

As you can see from the map, Tijuana has indeed infiltrated many forces, but Seta currently has the largest area of ​​the site, and Sinaloa is second in terms of one-third of the area of ​​Seta.

Chen Liang looked at the map, "Eat first, and check afterwards."

Although he didn't know why he went to this place, neither Tang Xiaolong nor Qin Han asked.

Although the gang fight broke out last night, the streets are still very lively.

After all, things like this are really common in Mexico, and someday the undead may be strange to the common people.

Tijuana is more than 1,000 square kilometers and has a resident population of about 2 million. It is not too large, even less than a county seat in China, but it is the fourth most developed area in Mexico.

And the place named Dylanbu was not far from where Chen Liang lived, and it was only a 20-minute drive away.

"Chen Shao, across this bridge, it is the territory of Sinaloa."

Obviously living in a sovereign country, it feels like being on the battlefield of warlords.

These gangs ruled in enclosures, established themselves as kings, and did not look at the government at all.

As the car entered the "prefecture" of Sinaloa, the number of armed patrols visible to the naked eye increased.

certainly.

Although it's chaotic here, under normal circumstances, there is no danger in walking on the street.

"Shao Chen, Dylanbu is here."

Tang Xiaolong slowed down.

Chen Liang looked out the window.

Outside is an ordinary street, and there are vendors who set up stalls selling things like fruits and snacks.

"Keep going."

Following Chen Liang's order, the car eventually stopped outside a factory.

This factory is small, estimated to be about 2,000 square meters, with only one factory building. The only difference is that, unlike in China, the guard at the entrance of the factory is not security guards, but armed men with guns and AKs in their hands.

"It's just a factory, is it necessary for so many people to guard it?"

Qin Han felt a little strange.

According to visual observation, he had seen seven or eight armed men just by patrolling the door.

"That's a member of Sinaloa."

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Tang Xiaolong parked the car farther.

"If you guess right, although this factory has a brand of auto parts manufacturing on the surface, it must be full of drugs. Only in this way can it explain why the security here is so tight."

Tang Xiaolong turned around and finally asked, "Shao Chen, what are we doing here?"

Chen Liang also had a headache at this time, and it could even be said that it hurts.

Because this is where he checked in during his trip to Mexico, but the system reminded him that he had to enter the factory to check in.

There are so many militants guarding the door fiercely. I don't even know what the situation is inside. How do I get in?

"Chen Shao, they seem to have noticed us."

The militants at the entrance of the factory had good observation ability. At this time, they spotted Chen Liang's car, head to ear, and then two of them came here with their AKs.

"drive."

Chen Liangdao.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaolong drove away immediately.

Fortunately, the other party did not chase.

Tang Xiaolong breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at the rearview mirror, and found that Chen Liang frowned and thought, he seemed to have something on his mind, and did not bother him, and turned to Qin Han and said, "Should we go to the border to see? The famous Meimo The border wall is just outside the city."

Qin Han nodded.

"Listen to Brother Tang."

Tang Xiaolong drove to the outside of the city.

When I arrived at the destination, I found that there were a lot of tourists who came to visit. This is the starting point of the more than 3,000-kilometer border between the United States and Mexico, known as "the first boundary marker of the US-Mexico border."

The border between the two countries is separated by the tall and strong metal railings of the United States and the rudimentary iron plates of Mexico. The starting point is dozens of meters deep into the sea.

Along the border, on one side is the world's superpower calling for rain, on the other side is a chaotic development Chinese family, the difference is huge, the contrast is strong, only when you are on the scene can you really feel it.

It was also the first time that Chen Liang, who came here in person, put aside his worries for a while, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Stopping and looking away, the city of San Diego, America is lined with tall buildings, green trees are swaying, and white clouds in the blue sky are gently fluttering, while here in Tijuana, where the buildings are messy and the grass is not long on the water-scarce land, the people are struggling to survive.

The metal border wall between the two countries is like a long silver dragon, flashing with cold light, abruptly giving people a heavy depression.

"Heaven and hell are sometimes separated by a thin line."

Tang Xiaolong touched the border wall and sighed.

"I understand now why so many people say that they have entered China without regrets in this life."

Qin and Han felt it.

Chen Liang smiled, nodded and sighed: "Yes, although our motherland is not that developed, at least it is stable and peaceful. In this regard, it is far better than 99% of the countries in the world."

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