Chapter 1128

Chapter 1128 1127. Hillbilly Group (15)

Li Du was puzzled, what's going on? Mexicans are so hostile to Americans? Impossible, although the tourists on the street are mainly foreigners, there are still Americans.

He wasn't afraid of these gangsters, but he didn't want to get into such trouble somehow.

So before serving the food, he went to the shop owner, and after some pleasantries, he got straight to the point: "Dude, can you give me some insight? Those boys just now, they are obviously making trouble, right?"

The boss, who was laughing happily, stopped laughing. He looked at Li Du and said, "Your answer is correct."

"Why?" Li Du asked incredulously, "Are the Mexicans so xenophobic? So belligerent?"

The boss shook his head and said: "Of course not, I don't know the details, and I didn't inquire about it. But according to my estimation, there are two reasons, one is that you are rich, and they are eyeing you; They fuck you."

When Li Du asked again, the boss just shook his head and said nothing, saying that he knew this.

With these two answers, Li Du came back.

Before he could speak, Brother Wolf said calmly, "There are people staring at us, two of them, one on a motorcycle and one on a Nissan."

Li Du nodded, and told the news he had inquired about.

At this time, the waiter began to serve the food, and Godzilla raised his beer glass and said disdainfully: "Let them come on horseback, eat and drink enough, and they will have strength later!"

He's been in the messiest gang in the world, and he's seen too much bloodshed for a few teenage gangsters to scare him.

But Brother Wolf thought differently. He said: "I'll go find a car later, let's go back to the border quickly, and get angry with a group of hooligans who have no money and power. If you get hurt, it's not worth it."

Li Du had already passed the age of being aggressive and aggressive. He agreed with Brother Wolf's opinion. These little hooligans didn't know who they were, and they didn't know how to deal with them.

Once their eyes are red, they may kill people. Li Du didn't want to risk his life for a moment of anger.

Godzilla drank a big gulp of beer, tore off a chicken leg and devoured it.

Hans said: "If we talk about the reason for revealing the rich, is it because we gave the beggar some money just now and let them see it?"

"It's possible." Brother Wolf said, "It may also be that the boss tipped the driver too much..."

Godzilla, who was eating and drinking, suddenly laughed: "Hey, driver."

Li Du nodded and said, "Yes, that driver..."

He just opened his mouth, and then found that the driver Godzilla said was not the same person as they said.

A middle-aged man with an expressionless face was walking on the street. He was still wearing an orange-red American prison uniform, and a dirty gray-black cotton-padded jacket was thrown on. dirty.

Godzilla saw him, and he saw Godzilla, then walked over slowly and asked, "Can I have something to eat?"

Li Du signaled him to be casual, and pushed him a glass of beer. He felt that this man needed to drink some wine to improve his mood.

The driver didn't touch his glass. He sat down and took some grilled lamb chops from Godzilla's plate, tearing them with his hands and stuffing them into his mouth. He seemed to be eating more voraciously than Godzilla.

Godzilla grabbed him by the shoulder and asked, "Dude, what the hell is going on with you? This ain't what you look like!"

He grabbed the opponent's tattered cotton coat, took off his assault jacket and put it on him.

Godzilla is tall, and the jacket looks like a robe on the driver, but it keeps him warmer.

The driver smiled stiffly, and said vaguely while chewing: "Godzilla, my brother, eat, eat, eat well."

"What happened to you?"

The driver muttered: "It's nothing, it's just a little bit of a problem, let's eat and eat."

Li Du, Hans, and Brother Wolf started discussing again. The purpose of their coming here was to see the customs of Mexico and taste Mexican food. Now that they have achieved their purpose, they can leave.

They really didn't expect that they would encounter such troubles when they came out.

Hans tended to show their wealth, which aroused the covetousness of the local gangsters, and Li Du believed that someone was instigating these people behind their backs, and they were now attracting attention.

They discussed, the driver ate in silence, and when he dipped his last bite of cheese corn chips into the chili con carne, he put his hand down to wipe it on his clothes, but he took it back after touching the jacket and wiped it on his pants. stand up.

"The Hillbillies, it's the Hillbillies who want to mess with you, aren't they?" he asked.

Li Du looked at the driver and said, "What did you say? You know about this? Also, who are the hillbillies? We haven't messed with these people, have we?"

The driver said: "Those gangsters just now, young people with bayonets and flaming dahlias on their necks, they belong to the hillbilly group."

After another silence, he introduced the Hillbilly Group to Li Du and the others.

The place where they are at this time belongs to the state of Sonora, Mexico, and is also called Nogales City. The names of the two cities in the north and south are the same.

North Nogales belongs to the United States, while South Nogales belongs to Mexico. Among them, North Nogales mainly relies on transportation, border trade and mining to develop, while South Nogales relies on traditional manufacturing.

The driver pointed to the south, where the lights were bright: "That's an industrial city, the city's tax revenue mainly depends on it, about 30,000 to 40,000 workers are working, they produce mobile phone accessories, semiconductor devices, and large jets. airliner air ducts or something."

"You Americans must be familiar with the names of those companies. Otis Elevator Company, Baide Group, General Electric, etc., working in these places, the income is stable, not too tiring, and more decent."

"The young people around want to work in it, but they have to be educated or have good skills to get in. Some people are not educated or skilled. They applied for jobs but were unsuccessful, so they were called country bumpkins."

Hearing this, Li Du understood, and asked, "Are these young people eliminated by the factory?"

"Yes." The driver nodded. "They're bastards. They don't have a stable income, so they set up a chaotic gang to extort tourists or do other dirty business. The people who are targeting you should be Vulture Inglass, they are Thugs."

"Why are you so clear?" Brother Wolf asked sensitively.

The driver smiled and said, "Some hillbillies won't join gangs. They do odd jobs everywhere, and even go to work across the border in the United States. But once they are caught by the US law enforcement agencies, they will be detained for a period of time and then brought back in batches." Nogales deported, and I stayed with them."

Li Du understood, and asked, "They are thugs, so someone must have hired them, right?"

"I don't know about that." The driver shook his head and said.

"I'll check it out." Li Du beckoned to the waiter, "I'll take it, but let your boss collect the money."