Zacatecas State.
A muscular man in a black short-sleeve shirt walked out of the Walmart Supermarket, with a large tattoo visible on his shoulder, a brawny build, and a thick beard on his face.
He carried the food he had bought and got into a pickup truck, and through the mirror, two more people could be seen sitting inside.
As the vehicle was about to start, a van suddenly blocked their way, startling the driver into slamming the brakes and angrily honking the horn while sticking his head out and cursing continuously.
The van's door opened.
Four fully armed individuals jumped out, wearing skull masks, one of them holding a shotgun to the driver's head and firing with a "bang"!
It was like splitting a watermelon.
The rest of them yanked open the doors and dragged the remaining two out onto the ground.
"Lázaro, where is Benjamin?"
Kennedy Heisenberg stood in front of him, questioning the short-sleeve tough guy, but the other man just glared and refused to answer.
"Smack!"
