Chapter 125: Not that it won't be repaid, but the time for Victor has not come!

After briefly shaking off their pursuers, EDM drove into the slums of Chimalhuacán. The locals who were basking in the sun there were startled by the noise and saw a van driving in.

A few individuals dressed like bandits emerged from the vehicle, brandishing submachine guns.

But the civilians seemed to be used to such sights; they didn't even flinch, only some children curiously gnawed on their fingers as they watched.

Mexicans are indeed different.

They scale walls at the sound of gun battles and relieve themselves amidst mines.

EDM's leading captain whistled and then threw a set of car keys to a man, carrying the unconscious Raul Salinas with his team as they ran towards the next location.

The man looked at the car keys in his hand, then at the van, and let out an exclamation of surprise!

Fortune had smiled upon him!

How lucky, to be given a car!