Leaving this street, Jiang Hao walked to another street, took a car close to his own, and drove to another place in Hamm neighborhood.

After driving for about ten minutes, Jiang Hao stopped on the street, got out of the car and walked into the darkness. Soon, he met with several stray cats on the other street.

After reaching out and touching the cat's head and checking the information in their minds, Jiang Hao got the information he wanted. He then went around a few places and communicated with several waves of wild cats. Jiang Hao finally got an important report, which was the Mexican gangster.

Mexican gangsters got a batch of goods.

The gangs formed by Mexicans have always been known for their ferocity. Few of them can receive formal advanced education. Most young men have become members of the gang, taking drugs, selling drugs, fighting, murdering with guns, fighting, and illegal trading. There is almost nothing they don't do.

The boss in this area called Semara. He was a vicious guy with a hundred and ten brothers under his command. His biggest source of income was drug trafficking. The place where Jiang Hao asked several cat investigators to check was the place where they gathered flat. It was an old-fashioned cement ten-story residential building.

It was already past 2 a.m. Jiang Hao looked downstairs for a while, and more than a dozen cars parked downstairs. He looked up and saw that the lights were turned off.

Without going through the corridor, Jiang Hao grabbed the fire pipe next to him, climbed up along the water pipe, and climbed to the 8th floor with bare hands.

Take out a tool, quietly unscrew the screws on the window, then gently pull the window open, and jump into the room in a row, silently like a raccoon cat.

This is a living room, with all kinds of furniture and appliances.

Jiang Hao walked to the bedroom door and listened. He could hear the even breathing sound inside. The breathing was one after another, and there should be three people inside.

After lifting the curtain, Jiang Hao lit his toes and moved to a guy like a ghost. The silver needle in his hand pierced into the path of the guy in front of him very quickly, and turned to the second person, and the silver needle pierced out again.

At this moment, Jiang Hao felt a great sense of crisis arise in his heart. He immediately looked at the third person and saw that the guy had woken up, as if he felt the crisis. His eyes were staring at Jiang Hao and his hands quickly touched under the pillow.

Damn, it’s really a warning. You can wake up even if you don’t make any sound.

Without time to think about it, Jiang Hao exerted force and rushed over. The guy had already pulled out his gun at this time and his arm was lifting. The silver needle in Jiang Hao's hand stabbed steadily into this guy's sleep, which is commonly known as sleep.

The guy's son suddenly froze, and the tense son plunged upwards. The pistol in his hand slowly released, and was about to fall to the ground. Jiang Hao quickly grabbed the pistol in his hand and put it into space the next second.

This is not the place where the Mexican boss Sema stays, but their main gathering place. In the memory of those cats, Jiang Hao saw that they had just got a batch of goods and hid them in the room of this residential building, guarded by these three guys.

In a cabinet next to it, Jiang Hao found a box, opened it and saw bags of white powder inside, with 10 bags. He picked up one bag and weighed it, and it was about 2 kilograms.

The United States is an absolute drug power, and drug crime is also the largest crime in the United States. There are statistical reality. With 5% of the world's population, the United States underwrote 60% of the world's drugs. The profit of drug transactions in the United States is as high as 80 billion US dollars a year, and the police can only seize less than 1% of the amount.

After touching the feel of the powder in the bag, it was not ice. Jiang Hao guessed it was cocaine, which is something that Mexicans prefer to sell.

Mexico and the United States are good friends, and building walls is another matter, but in terms of drug transactions, it is definitely a solid relationship.

96% of the drug inflow to the United States every year comes from Mexico, 64% of cocaine and 58% of heroin also come from Mexico.

It's so old-fashioned.

Jiang Hao is not sure what the price of this box of drugs is, but it should not be less than $2 million.

Take it away.

Brush, boxes filled with drugs are stored in the space.

Jiang Hao quickly exited the room. This time he stopped going through the fire pipes. He went out directly from the door, took the safety stairs, quickly went down outside, and disappeared into the darkness.

On the other hand, Jiang Hao got into his car and was about to start the car, and then a system prompt sound came from his mind.

"Ding Congratulations to the collector for completing a theft, and theft task reached 5/10. Please continue to work hard."

Haha, this is OK,

The system is really free from raw and cold, and eats both meat and vegetables. As long as it is worth enough, drugs will count.

When he started the car, Jiang Hao did not return to New York University, but drove to other places. The traffic on the street became increasingly rare. He turned on the headlights and listened to the pleasant opera. The car drove across the Brooklyn Bridge to Brooklyn.

At a 24-hour coffee shop, Jiang Hao drank a cup of coffee and ate a piece of cake. He watched the sky light up and drove to the Prospect Park in Brooklyn again.

Walk into the park,

The surroundings were still a little gray, and the mist of the morning light floated above the park. Smelling the fresh air, Jiang Hao changed into sportswear in the car, put on his sneakers, got out of the car and started running slowly in the park.

Morning exercise is a good habit.

It was getting brighter and more and more people were exercising in the park. From time to time, beauties in tight sportswear ran over, swinging their ponytails behind them, and the elderly were holding pet dogs and strolling on the grass.

At this moment, Jiang Hao suddenly felt that there was not much difference between China and the United States. People were all going on and off. The old Chinese men and women danced, and there were also collective movements here, all living their own kids.

The sun rose and became warm. Jiang Hao saw a public telephone booth on the side of the park road. He walked over and picked it up, stuffed a coin, and started dialing the number. Jiang Hao had already found out the other party's phone number before.

He also took great pains to prepare well.

"Lingling!"

In a house, the phone rings, a middle-aged Mexican turned around, touched the front table, picked up his phone and pressed the answer button, put it in his ear, and cursed in his mouth: "Which bastard is it? Call me early in the morning. Believe it or not, I went over and shot you with a shot."

There was also a swear word on the other end of the phone, and it was said in Spanish: "Sema, you shit, I'll tell you now that if you want to get your goods back, bring 1 million US dollars to the Wiggins car dealer. Remember, don't play tricks, otherwise Wiggins will blow your feces head, which is raised by a bitch."

After saying that, he hung up with a loud noise.
Chapter completed!