South Side of Chicago, outside the house Jimmy rented.
This street was just an ordinary, dilapidated street.
Both ends of the street were blocked by four black DEA SUVs, and other DEA SUVs were approaching from the left and right...
Escaping by car was impossible; there was almost no chance of breaking through the DEA's encirclement. Getting out of the car and running for their lives through the alleys between the houses on both sides of the road might offer a glimmer of hope.
Nando was relatively skilled in escaping. After all, he wasn't born a drug lord; he climbed up step by step. In his early years, he had been hunted down many times...
In the blink of an eye.
Following Nando's order, Nando and Beto got out of the car in unison.
As soon as they got out, Nando sprinted north. At the same time, Beto hurriedly waved to the Brazilians in the other two cars, signaling them to run.
Before long.
Nando and his dozen or so men were all running wildly.
The DEA agents noticed this and naturally wouldn't let Nando go. They immediately floored the gas pedals, then got out of their cars swiftly, shouting as they began the pursuit.
At this time, two DEA helicopters arrived overhead. The sound of propellers spinning at high speed was incomparably clear and loud.
"Stop! Don't run!" an agent shouted.
Bang bang bang~~~
Nando's subordinate running at the very back turned around cleanly and fired back in response.
Gunshots rang out. Several DEA agents who had taken the lead in pursuing on foot dodged subconsciously, then drew their guns and returned fire.
Bang bang bang~~~
In an instant.
Bang bang bang, gunshots erupted in this area of the South Side, creating a chaotic mess.
Naturally, by this moment, Fiona, who was actually very timid, had run to the window with a face full of fright and looked outside.
Jimmy was also watching.
Seeing this scene with his own eyes, besides being frightened, Jimmy understood Dexter's method and couldn't help but be a bit speechless.
After all, calling the DEA to catch Nando?
Jimmy knew this trick too!
But regardless, the deal was done. Jimmy was speechless for two seconds and didn't think much more about it.
Thinking was useless; Jimmy didn't dare renege, nor did he dare imagine the price of reneging.
"What exactly did you get into?" At this time, seeing the group of DEA agents running further away, Fiona couldn't hold back anymore. She turned her head, her face dark and eyes wide, questioning Jimmy.
Jimmy really wasn't in the mood to answer, focusing all his energy on hoping Nando would be caught smoothly. But seeing Fiona's expression...
Sigh.
Jimmy sighed silently and had to temporarily divert his attention to explain to Fiona. "What's happening outside is related to my previous trip to Brazil."
"Estefania's father..."
Blah blah blah, Jimmy started explaining.
At the same time, Nando and his group were still running for their lives.
The next second.
Bang bang bang!
A Brazilian running at the very back was hit by a DEA agent and fell to the ground.
"Fxxk," seeing a subordinate hit, Nando completely panicked and got angry. He stopped decisively, turned around, drew his gun, bang bang bang, and emptied the magazine at the group of DEA agents in one breath.
Beto and the other Brazilians weren't idle either. Following Nando, they didn't dodge or hide, firing wildly at the DEA agents just like that.
Nando emptied one magazine and immediately replaced it with another. Then, raising his arm, he started shooting at the two helicopters in mid-air!
Helicopters are actually very fragile things.
Instantly, the two helicopters hurriedly dodged.
Nando didn't care. Standing there, aiming at the helicopters, he emptied the magazine again. At the same time, he regretted a bit not bringing an AK47!
"Go!" After firing two magazines consecutively and venting some anger, Nando said decisively, then turned and ran.
Bang!
At times like this, people are most vulnerable.
Just as he turned around, another Brazilian was hit and fell.
Nando ignored it; he couldn't do anything about it. At this time, every second wasted reduced their chance of escaping by a fraction. Nando knew this very well.
Beto followed closely behind Nando. "Boss, we have to have someone hold off those damn DEA agents."
"Mm," Nando actually wasn't very willing to do this. The reason was simple: doing so would damage his image too much.
But things having come to this point... too many DEA agents came this time, and there were helicopters circling overhead. The situation was too critical. Compared to at least decades of freedom to follow, image really wasn't important.
Nando didn't hesitate much. Gritting his teeth, he decided to abandon all subordinates except Beto. He gave the order, letting the remaining subordinates hold off the DEA.
Receiving the order, the subordinates decisively stopped running. They found cover one after another and fired at the DEA agents again, buying time for Nando.
The reason these subordinates did this wasn't that they were truly unafraid of death, nor were they truly willing to sacrifice their lives for Nando, but because they all had families in Brazil...
This was their weakness!
Just like that, Nando gave the order; how could these subordinates dare disobey?
If they disobeyed... if Nando was caught this time, that would be one thing. But if Nando luckily escaped, heh, then the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thus, the gunfight continued.
Nando and Beto rushed forward without looking back.
Before long, the two stole a dilapidated car by the roadside and drove away.
Time flew.
The fierce gunfight ended. Most of Nando's dozen or so subordinates were either dead or injured. Only three, being relatively cowardly and seeing no way to continue, chose to drop their guns and surrender, caught by DEA agents unharmed.
As for Nando and Beto... the two hadn't been caught for the time being and were speeding toward the pier!
Having caused such a big incident, the DEA would absolutely mobilize in full force immediately to search for him in this area and even the entire Chicago... Nando knew this clearly in his heart. Therefore, he dared not dawdle for a second and decided to leave America immediately and return to Brazil!
"Fxxk!" In the car, Nando cursed viciously, then looked up at the sky.
The two DEA helicopters seemed not to have spotted him yet, which made Nando breathe a sigh of relief. "It must be that bastard Steve who discovered us and called the DEA!"
Beto was driving with full concentration. Hearing this, he nodded immediately in full agreement. "Definitely him."
"Fxxk!" Nando cursed again. "Must kill him sometime later!"
Beto felt there was nothing wrong with that.
Neither of them noticed a crow standing very steadily on the roof of the car.
---
Inside the house Jimmy rented.
Listening to what Jimmy said, then instinctively looking outside again, Fiona's head buzzed non-stop once more, simply unable to believe her ears.
Estefania's father was a big Brazilian drug lord named Nando?
Nando traveled thousands of miles to America to find Jimmy?
The DEA received news and came to catch Nando?
A gunfight happened, and it seemed someone was shot dead?
In her entire life up until now, more than twenty years, always stuck in this hellhole of the South Side, Fiona's knowledge was truly very limited. She simply couldn't imagine such a plot, seen only in movies, actually happening so close to her...
For a moment.
Fiona was terrified beyond measure. She subconsciously backed away straight, feeling Jimmy was incredibly unfamiliar and very scary, instinctively wanting to be as far away from Jimmy as possible.
At the same time, logically enough, Fiona got cold feet and directly decided not to go to Michigan with Jimmy...
Watching Fiona like this, Jimmy was out of options, not knowing what to do at all, and could only stand blankly, looking at Fiona.
After quite a while.
Jimmy, who was fundamentally almost as cowardly as Fiona, barely managed to find his voice, trying to comfort Fiona. "Fiona, I will solve this problem. I promise it won't affect you!"
Fiona was truly scared witless this time. By this moment, the panic had more or less turned into a bit of anger.
Fiona realized that Jimmy had long known that what just happened might occur but kept it hidden.
For Fiona, hiding meant lying!
And Fiona couldn't accept others lying to her!!!!
Fiona could lie to others, but others lying to her? Heh, fxxk that!
What is a double standard? Fiona was a very typical double standard dog!
"How are you going to solve it?" Glaring at Jimmy for a few seconds, Fiona opened her mouth and questioned!
"I have a very powerful friend!!" Hearing this, Jimmy felt there was hope and hurriedly replied, "He was the one who called earlier to warn me Nando was outside."
"He also called the DEA. He promised me he would help me solve Nando's problem!"
"He can do it!"
Fiona stared without blinking, questioning again, "Who is he?"
"..." Jimmy naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to say Dexter's name, so he shook his head. "Can't say. He works for the CIA. His identity must be strictly confidential."
This was a story Jimmy had thought of earlier.
Hearing this, Fiona was instantly startled.
CIA?
What the fxxk!!
Jimmy was actually friends with someone from the CIA??
The next second, although Fiona was still very scared, she couldn't stop her heart from surging with excitement!
There was no helping it; Fiona was just such a woman who liked chaos and excitement!!
And Jimmy, just like that, became super exciting!
"If you can't solve it, I won't go to Michigan with you!" Driven by excitement, Fiona changed her mind again, bit her lip, and said firmly.
Actually, Jimmy, who counted as a super simp, understood Fiona's concerns. He smiled bitterly and nodded. "Okay."
Fiona didn't speak immediately again. She looked at Jimmy for two seconds before speaking. "I need a beer. Do you want one?"
"Yes," Jimmy replied.
Not long after.
With complicated moods and sufficiently complicated expressions, the two sat on the sofa and silently drank beer.
---
That very powerful friend Jimmy mentioned, aka Dexter, was currently sitting in his car, smoking cheerfully while focusing on the information fed back by Little Wu.
Observing for a while, seeing Nando and Beto gradually moving away from the residential area and the surroundings becoming more and more desolate, Dexter felt the time had come. He picked up another burner phone and called the DEA Chicago Division again.
The call connected.
"I told you where Nando [Last Name] was, and you actually let him run away. You guys aren't as awesome as on TV," Dexter said with a raspy voice. After speaking, without giving the person on the other end a chance to speak, he immediately said again, "Nando is now at [Street Name], driving a silver-grey Honda Fit. Go quickly!"
After speaking, Dexter crisply broke the phone, removed the battery and SIM card, then smoked leisurely, waiting for Little Wu's feedback.
Less than three minutes.
Buzz buzz buzz, buzz buzz buzz~~
The very loud sound of helicopters flying came from mid-air.
Nando, who had just breathed a sigh of relief not long ago thinking he should have escaped, heard the sound, shook, and hurriedly stuck his head out to look at the sky.
With this look...
'Finished!' Nando's heart sank, thinking.
Just at this moment, woo-woo-woo, countless siren sounds rang out from front, back, left, and right.
The sounds entered his ears.
Nando was slightly stunned at first, then smiled bitterly and shook his head, unable to figure out how the DEA suddenly chased him here, feeling it was completely illogical.
Smiling bitterly for two seconds, Nando looked out the window and suddenly spoke. "Beto, I'm afraid it might not be Steve who reported me."
"Steve couldn't possibly know we took this road by car."
"Find a chance, go ask him clearly, figure out who exactly is messing with me."
Beto wasn't smart, but not that stupid either. He understood Nando meant for him to get out of the car. "Boss?"
Since there was no escape, Nando acted very calm, smiling slightly. "You get out. The DEA catching me is enough; you should be fine."
"I leave Estefania to your care. And, don't forget Steve's matter."
Beto was silent for a moment. "Boss, I can go with you."
"No need, get out quickly," Nando smiled back. "I won't die, won't even go to jail. The DEA needs me; I'm very valuable."
Time was very limited. Beto didn't waste more words and nodded. "Okay."
The next second, the car stopped.
Beto and Nando got out together.
Nando got back in the car, stomped on the gas, and left quickly.
Beto sprinted, continuing to run.
In mid-air, the agents on the two helicopters saw this scene clearly.
So, the two helicopters decisively split up.
Immediately after, the agents on the ground also received the news. However, they didn't change direction, still chasing Nando at full speed, ignoring Beto for the time being.
The reason was simple.
Compared to Nando, Beto was just an insignificant small fry.
If the small fry ran away, so be it. The DEA wanted the big shark Nando!!
Nando had floored the gas pedal, speeding frantically, laughing very happily.
As a big drug lord, even knowing he was destined to be caught, Nando couldn't just surrender without a struggle!!
Surrendering without a struggle wasn't Nando's style.
A few minutes later.
Nando slammed on the brakes, surrounded by a dozen police cars and SUVs.
In a flash.
Dozens of black gun muzzles aimed at Nando.
Looking at those muzzles, Nando smiled brilliantly, then obediently raised his hands in cooperation.
"Nando [Last Name], you are under arrest. Surrender immediately, do not make any rash moves..." a DEA agent shouted loudly.
Soon.
Nando got out of the car, was pinned fiercely to the ground by two DEA agents, and handcuffed.