The current U.S.-Mexico border cannot stop Lambo who wants to leave. Because of the spread of the virus, most of the soldiers have evacuated, leaving only soldiers with chemical defense suits.

With limited chemical defense suits, there are only limited guards. There are too many places to defend in a border city and a military important place.

With Rambo's ability, the number of people shown is less than one hundred, which is not a threat to him at all.

At this time, if you encounter an interception, the life of the soldier will be paid, and Johnson wishes Rambo will leave smoothly.

Seeing the tough Johnson soften, Troutman was not happy at all because the price was too heavy.

At this time, Zhou Zhen was actually in the industrial area of ​​Miramesa, less than a kilometer away from them, preparing to head to County Road No. 67 in the east.

This road built in wilderness leads to El Cajon in eastern San Diego, from this city, leading to the US-Mexico border in the southeast.

Because of the injury to both legs and the explosion was too great, Zhou Zhen was soft-hearted and didn't want to make trouble anymore, he just wanted to leave this country.

After coming to this world for the first time, Zhou Zhen died in the park when he was killed in battle. This time, he passed by the east side of the park.

He couldn't help but sigh that his first world was chased like a dog. He went through a lot of hardships and failed to reach this road, but now he has arrived easily.

My ability has become stronger. If I hadn't been impulsive this time, I wouldn't have been hurt at all if I hadn't jumped off the roof of the three-story building without leveraging my strength.

Moreover, the injury was just a muscle contusion, and the impact on him was not very big.

I can still run or jump, but it just hurts a little and I can recover in a few days.

The city of Tecart is actually in Mexico, and there is only one checkpoint in the United States, as well as some conveniences for checkpoints and drivers.

The United States is deserted, but Mexico is extremely prosperous.

There is a wall more than two meters high between the two countries, and at the top of the wall, there is a power grid of one meter high.

When we were about to arrive at Tecart, it was already dawn, so Zhou Zhen turned off the lights of the car and drove the car into the wasteland.

It is only five or six hundred meters away from the border wall. Zhou Zhen no longer wants to kill anyone, so he decided to find a place to jump over directly.

This was easy for Zhou Zhen. Without disturbing anyone, Zhou Zhen stood smoothly on the land of Mexico.

The United States is deserted, and Mexico is very prosperous. When the border wall comes, it is a street in Mexico that is heading according to the border wall.

Zhou Zhen met an old man who woke up early. Zhou Zhen smiled at him and asked, "Where is a telephone booth?"

The old man opened his mouth but spoke Spanish and did not know how to speak English.

Zhou Zhen knows a little Spanish in the Devil Spokesperson World, and stores the entire Spanish dictionary and knows the pronunciation of Spanish.

But when he was about to speak again, he did not say he called, but instead took out a dollar and said bluntly in Spanish: "Disappear, don't say you've seen me."

The old man understood, took a dollar, and quickly turned into a small path, pretending that he had never seen Zhou Zhen.

A wall separates two worlds.

Although Mexico is a city, it is very dilapidated and like a slum.

Most of the houses here are first-story houses, and few houses on the second-story houses.

In the first floor house, those simple wooden houses occupy the mainstream, with wires tied everywhere, which are dirty and messy.

Due to lack of water, there is no sewage flowing across the river, but the smell here is still very bad.

Zhou Zhen put on a hat, left a small part of his face, and deliberately exposed the outline of an armed belt and a gun.

After walking about two hundred meters southward, Zhou Zhen turned into a crossroads again. At this time, even if someone saw him, he would not think that he was from the United States.

After about twenty minutes of light, it was already dawn. Zhou Zhen discovered a breakfast shop under the pretext.

The breakfast shop sells chicken rolls and offers polenta and a fried corn flake.

Polenta is similar to the corn crusts in China. Zhou Zhen couldn't eat the fried corn flakes, so he ordered a chicken roll.

After eating it in one bite, Zhou Zhen's face turned red, and then he immediately pointed at the corn porridge. "Give me one."

The boss couldn't help laughing. "American?"

Zhou Zhen nodded before he deliberately said, "You should remind me that I can put less chili peppers for you."

His appearance is obviously not a Mexican, and the owner is deliberately trying to see him look ugly.

However, Zhou Zhen had no time to worry about it, so he drank half of the corn porridge in his arms for a night. He felt that his mouth was not so hot, and he couldn't help but take a bite of the chicken roll.

Zhou Zhen observed it and had to say that the Mexicans are too perverted and they eat chili too well.

Many people bought chicken rolls, but Zhou Zhen ate spicy food and sucked it directly, but they were used to it. Many people even said that they should add more chili peppers.

After eating a few bites, although it was very delicious, Zhou Zhen couldn't eat it, so he had to admit defeat and asked the boss to make one that was not spicy.

This time, it feels very delicious. The food from various countries is actually unique.

After breakfast, more people on the street became more and more crowded. Zhou Zhen’s pace was neither fast nor slow, so he quickly turned a block.

Then Zhou Zhen walked into a post office, and there was a row of telephone booths on one side of the hall.

Zhou Zhen exchanged a dollar coin and then called a phone number.

On the other end of the phone, the original voice was very angry. "Which bastard are you?"

"Hi, Mesa, is Mexico fun?"

"Oh my God, Rambo..."

Zhou Zhen smiled and said, "My Tcarter, how long will it take for you to come?"

"Fifty kilometers away from me, one hour, no, I can pass in half an hour."

"You come to the small square in the Romiro neighborhood, there is a church, and next to the church is a post office."

"Okay, my hero, I miss you so much."

Zhou Zhen realized that women's time is different from men's. She said that it was half an hour, and Zhou Zhen waited for an hour and a half before he saw a Ford pickup truck jumping over in a powerful posture and parked at the entrance of the church.

Then, the dressed-up Mesa got off the car and looked around.

Discovering that there were no followers or ambushers, Zhou Zhen walked out of the church easily. "Hi, beauty, can you take a ride?"

Mesa ran over quickly, jumped onto Zhou Zhen, put his hands on the back of Zhou Zhen's neck, clamped his waist with both legs, and kissed him.

After a long lingering kiss ended, Mesa panted: "Welcome to the Kingdom of Freedom, my hero."

This is indeed a free country, and the only downside is that freedom is excessive.

The city developed rapidly after being listed as a free trade zone in 39 years.

However, although their economy ranks fourth in Mexico, it is far worse than that of small counties in the mainland.

It is full of rags everywhere, and gun battles can happen at any time. The streets are the territory of the police, but the alleys are the territory of drug dealers and pornographic practitioners.

Here, there is a set of rules for managing the underground world. You can ignore the police, but you can't ignore the gangsters.

Ted's brother is a famous boss in this country and one of the most famous billionaires.

His men had their own armed forces, and in the south, there were large areas of plantations.

Although Tijuana is not his core power zone, as his exit window, he also has a considerable force here.

Mesa is protected by them in this city, and no one dares to bully her.

Along the way, Zhou Zhen drove, and Mesa introduced everything here to Zhou Zhen, with a slight tone of expression.

"I bought a piece of land near the border wall of Mexico and the United States, and prepared to build a hotel. I will build it into the largest bar in Tijuana, supplying the purest tobacco, flour, wine, and the most beautiful beauties."

Seeing her radiant eyes, she was obviously full of longing for the future. Unfortunately, Zhou Zhen could not live with her for the rest of her life.

In less than fifty hours, Zhou Zhen will leave the world and her destiny will recycle.

But of course he wouldn't disappoint, just said, "I'm a little tired, so I'll take a break for two days."

She nodded. "We just went straight to the beach, and then we were the two of us, enjoying a life without anyone disturbing us. I want you to tell me everything I did in Los Angeles, and know how surprised I was when I saw the news in Los Angeles yesterday?

You blow up half of an oil refinery, and Mobil is about to cry. How did you do it? Why did you get so much explosives?"

Zhou Zhen was a little surprised. "Didn't you receive new news?"

Zhou Zhen turned on the radio and said, "You can tune into the local radio."

She twisted the radio and a voice came from inside: "We should be glad that the two days have mainly caused east winds. Even if there is a virus, the existence of Tijuana Mountain Park will not affect Tijuana's life."

"what happened?"

Zhou Zhen smiled and said, "I exploded the oil refinery the day before yesterday. Last night I exploded two more biology institutes and an aircraft manufacturer of the US military."

"Wow..." She rushed up suddenly. "I want to listen, I want to listen..."

"Stop messing around...I'm driving..."

She gave a passionate kiss excitedly before returning to her position, and said with a charming look: "I'm excited..."

Zhou Zhen thought about it and found that what the radio said might not be true. This should be the words of the local government who deliberately wore peace because they were afraid of chaos.

Western countries are best at this kind of deception, so that people cannot receive real information.

Even if it is true, Tijuana has not been suitable for living these two days.

After briefly talking to Mesa about the impact of the Institute of Biology after being bombed, Zhou Zhen asked: "Is there any scenic spots nearby? Let's go and play for two days."

Mesa thought for a while and said, "About 100 kilometers south, there is an Ensennada, where there are mountains blocking it, and Thiago has some industries there, so we can go there."

"Okay, I'll follow your arrangement."

At this point, it's time to enjoy the time...
Chapter completed!