How will Steven open the Mexican's mouth? Cole and they are very curious.
Mexican gangs treat leakers very harshly. In addition to hunting down themselves, they also massacre all the family members of the leakers. Under such a brutal threat, Mexican gangs have rarely seen leakers.
Even though Alberto who kept screaming, his eyes flashed with curiosity, how would this bastard deal with myself?
He has made up his mind to kill himself without revealing any information, the consequences he cannot bear!
Attack his shield with his spear! This is Ye Tian's method.
He did not hesitate for a moment, and continued with a smile:
"We Chinese pay attention to not harm to wives and children, but I know that Mexican gangsters are not. You may be a tough guy, disdain to be a leaker, or you may not dare at all.
I don't force you to say anything, but your mobile phone can provide a lot of information. I believe you must have your boss and other gang members contact information in your address book."
"Fuck you! Go to hell, bastard!"
Alberto cursed angrily, his performance was still very tough, but his eyes began to flash with panic and anxiety.
What Ye Tian said was correct. There were indeed many gang members phone numbers in his cell phone, including the gang boss's cell phone number.
And the first number in the call log is the boss's cell phone number. Just now on the way to chase, I was still talking to the boss!
Not only did Alberto understand Ye Tian's meaning, the Raytheon's securities at the scene also instantly understood it, and several people shuddered!
Steven is really has no taboo! Ruthless than the gang! Can't afford it!
Ye Tian didn't pay any attention to the curse. He smiled and took out the phone from Alberto's pocket, and then shook it slightly.
"Time is limited. I only give you five seconds to think about it. If you plan to continue to be a tough guy and don't want to tell the boss's cell phone number, then I understand it and will not ask further.
But I will use this phone to send a message to all the people in the address book, telling them that I will go to them to drink tequila, or maybe the New York police.
I will also emphasize our friendship. As for whether others believe it or not, I don't know. You can take a gamble. If they don't believe it, your family will be safe!"
Seeing the grim smile of the bastard in front of him, Alberto's heart has completely fallen into hell!
This bastard is a devil with horns on his head, from hell, extremely evil!
In the eyes of several Raytheon's security guards, Ye Tian's image at this time was also the same, a grinning devil!
However, when they thought about the $50,000 check in their wallet and the larger check that they were about to get, they felt that Ye Tian was an angel!
The combination of angel and devil!
Does Alberto dare to bet? He didn't dare!
Thinking of his parents, beautiful wife, and lively, lovely and promising children, his tough guy's heart was immediately broken, and his eyes began to flicker!
Seeing this, Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief. If Alberto didn't say anything, he would really have nothing!
As for group texting, sending all Alberto's family to hell, he still can't do it, just frighten each other.
Since you are shaken, strike while the iron is hot!
"If you say his phone number, then I will use another cell phone to contact him and have a good chat with your boss to see how the war continues.
Don't worry, I'll say that the number was found on the phone of a dead guy, and I will never mention you half a word, and he will not suspect you."
"Fuck you! You fucking deserve to go to hell!"
Alberto cursed angrily, but was already weak!
One is because of the severe injuries and excessive blood loss, and indeed lack of energy, and the extreme fear that made him unable to muster any courage anymore!
Ye Tian shrugged and said with a smile:
"Aren't we in hell? Have you thought about it, it's time!"
As he spoke, he turned on the screen and started to flip through the phone.
"The first call record is the number of the boss, I hope you keep your promise! I just want my family to live safely."
Alberto said dejectedly, his eyes full of begging, and his infinite nostalgia for life!
Under tremendous pressure, he had completely collapsed and raised his hand to surrender.
Take it!
Ye Tian shook his fist gently, and his smile became brighter.
"Don't worry, although I have no taboos in my actions, I always keep my promises. I hope you will survive and be reunited with your family.
I also advise you to keep your children away from the gangsters, it will only turn them into scumbags, without any other benefit!"
"Oh! I hope so!"
Alberto sighed and closed his eyes in despair.
What awaits him next, maybe death, maybe a prison that will never turn out, who knows?
Ye Tian glanced at Alberto pityingly, then quickly opened the call log, found the first mobile phone number, and kept it in his mind.
After that, he wiped the phone carefully, erased all fingerprints, and threw it on the ground.
"Smash it, the more broken the better!"
"Ok!"
Cole responded, waved the butt of the rifle and slammed it at the phone screen.
After two or three blows, the phone was completely broken into pieces, and it was impossible to assemble together!
Hearing Ye Tian's words and the sound of the phone's cracking, Alberto, in deep despair, also showed a tragic smile on his mouth!
Seeing that the phone was completely scrapped, Ye Tian said to Cole and the others:
"Which one of you has the kind of mobile phone that cannot be tracked and the number can not be found. Satellite phones are fine. I want to talk to the boss of the Tijuana gang.
If it is later, the bastard might receive the news, then he will definitely change the number, and it will be difficult to contact him again!"
"I have an unregistered one-time phone, you can throw it away when you use it up."
Pique handed over a black phone.
"Thank you!"
Ye Tian took the phone and began to dial, the police siren became clearer and clearer, and the distance did not exceed 500 meters.
At this time, in a beautiful beach house in remote Tijuana, Mexico.
The important leaders of the Tijuana gang are all there, they are enjoying beautiful music, sweet wine, and passionate Latin beauty!
At this moment, the gang boss's cell phone rang.
Everyone immediately looked at the phone, maybe this is the call that everyone has been waiting for.
"Music be quiet!"
The gang boss picked up his cell phone, ready to answer.
Although is an unfamiliar number, he is not surprised. This is a commonly used method. In order to prevent tracking and eavesdropping, he often uses a temporary mobile phone to talk.
There are not many people who know their own number. They are all their brothers, so you can rest assured.
Then, he pressed the speakerphone.
The phone connected, but he didn't say a word, just listened quietly.
The rest is the same, and those sexy and unrestrained Latin beauties have been driven out at this time.
Back to New York.
The phone connected, there was a burst of Mexican music in the receiver, but no one spoke.
"Hello, this is Steven. I regret to inform you that I have won again this time! All of your men have died. Come to New York to claim the corpse!"
Ye Tian didn't wait, he said directly, completely in the tone of a winner, very proud!
After a short while, an angry voice came.
"Fuck! I'm going to kill you damn bastard! Where did you get this number?"
"Of course it's the cell phone of the dead bastard, recruit more people with IQ! Remember to tell them not to record the boss's phone in the address book, lest others can't find you! A bunch of idiots!"
"Asshole! I want to smash you into pieces!"
The Tijuana gang boss yelled frantically, his face was completely distorted. The rest of the people were just as angry, and at the same time, they were also a little embarrassed.
Without exception, their boss's number is also recorded in their mobile phone address book.
In addition to cursing, someone quietly took out the phone and began to delete it.
After teasing a few sentences, Ye Tian immediately entered the topic with a cold tone.
"Save some energy! Let's get it right! I know why you came here, isn't it just for money! I can tell you clearly, as long as it is my property, you can't take it away!
If you still want to continue this war, just let it go, I welcome you, let's go to war! I will send you all to hell, and I will never let you get even a penny!"
Hearing this, the faces of the Tijuana gangsters became extremely ugly.
They knew very well that they got an extremely hard iron plate this time. This Chinese bastard is too hot! It's terrifying!