"Mexico. Central is not South America, right?" Peter smiled.

"Juarez," Evans said: "The city we first went on a mission. We passed by here, but you probably didn't pay attention to it."

"Is that?" Peter said, looking around, and after confirming that he had no impression, "Juares, how did you think of making a deal here?"

"Now they are fighting for there. The main battlefield is here. At present, they are fighting for cities around the border. I am quite familiar with this place, so I booked this place." Evans took Pete into the motel as he spoke, and obviously he had been here more than once or twice, so he was familiar with the road and booked a room and rented a car and took Pete to a nearby restaurant for a Mexican dinner. In the evening, he returned to the hotel and slept comfortably. The next morning, the two of them had simply dealt with breakfast and drove away all the way south.

"Where is the transaction location?" asked Pete.

"A thirty kilometers southeast of the city, there is a stone mountain in the northeast of Anthony City, where we meet." Evans said.

"Have you agreed on time?" asked Pete.

"The agreement is made." Evans said: "From today, we will trade at 6pm three days later."

"How many times have you traded?" asked Pete.

"This is the third time," Evans said. "This time there are much more things than the previous two times combined."

"Does the same person come to trade every time?" Peter continued to ask.

"Yes, they are all the same person. This time I contacted me this time." Evans said.

Pi Te nodded and said nothing. About half an hour later, Evans pointed to some stone hills on his right and said, "We're almost here, right there."

Pete looked at the stone mountains. These mountains were actually not high, or they were not mountains at all. At most, they were piles of stones. However, they still looked tall in such a flat and open area. This is good news for Pete, because if you are in this place, just find a suitable place and you can control a large area within this range. The bad thing is that if you evacuate, it will be a little trouble and it is easy to be targeted by the other party and it is difficult to get rid of it.

"Go and have a look." Pete pointed to these stone mountains and said, "Are there anyone else here?"

"No. This is a wasteland. The population of the surrounding cities is not as small as that of New York City. Where can I go? At most, I just have to travel here if I have enough food and have nothing to do."

After a while, Evans drove off the road and drove towards the Stone Mountain. After reaching the edge of the mountain, he drove along a road full of sand and gravel to the mountain. After driving about a hundred meters, he stopped on the north side of the Stone Mountain that he had just passed.

Pete opened the car door and got out of the car and looked around. It was really under the stone mountain. It was not only backlit but also shaded. It was impossible to see this from the direction of the road. Unless the person who saw it looked at it from the southwest, and had to bypass the several large piles of stones scattered in the southwest to see it clearly.

"You are very good at choosing places. Are you choosing this?" asked Pete.

"How is that possible?" Evans shook his head and said, "This is the place the Mexicans proposed."

Pete looked down at the ground and said, "There were also here a few times before?"

"Yes. They are all here. You don't know that I was so nervous for the first time I came. But the process was very simple. In the end, the boss who brought them said hello to you." Evans said.

After looking around, Pete said, "No one has been here recently. This is a good sign, at least it means no one is here in advance to prepare like we did."

Evans looked down at the ground after hearing Peter say this, "I'm wondering what you are looking at. It turns out that they are looking at this."

Pete smiled and said, "When we used to fight with those militants, we rely on this method to search for an area. Someone has stayed at it and left traces. Have you never watched western films? Rub the horse manure or smell it and you will know the approximate time for the target you are chasing."

Evans shrugged and said, "To be honest, I'm not good at all. I'm just good at holding it."

Pete looked up at the top of Stone Mountain and said, "Can you go up here?"

"Yes. But the road seems difficult to walk, and it is a bit dangerous." Evans sighed and said, "We have learned about this place before and found a way to go."

"Take me to see." Pete said and pointed at his feet, "Which direction did the Mexicans come from before?"

"Southeast direction." Evans pointed to the southeast and said, "There are also roads there, but they should have walked a section of this road and walked straight to the place."

"Take me up and have a look," said Pitt.

Evans didn't say anything but took Pete back into the car and circled eastward. After passing through a piece of gravel ground, Evans stopped by a gentle slope.

"Just go up here. Although the slope here is quite gentle, it is not like this if you walk for a while. And some of the stones here are very loose, and some feel like they can't bear too much weight, so be extra careful when walking."

"You can see that there wouldn't be so many gravels in the place I just came." Pete said as he opened the car door and walked down. Evans immediately got out of the car and took Pete up the gentle slope.

After walking for a few steps, the stones loosened and rolled down. After walking about twenty meters, the slope began to steeper, and the places where they could land became narrower and narrower. When they reached halfway through, there were cracks in the mountain that needed to be crossed.

"It's true that no one should come here." Pete said as he stepped through the crack and watched the falling stone roll into the bottomless crack.

Evans gasped and said, "But there will be some fools coming here to see everywhere. I won't come anyway."

Pete looked at Evans gasping and said, "You should exercise more. You have been regressing too much compared to before."

Evans smiled embarrassedly and said, "Smoking and drinking don't have enough sleep. It's good that I can hold a stable gun."

Pete turned around and continued to look forward and said, "This is not possible. You need to control smoking and alcohol, and you need to ensure your sleep."
Chapter completed!