Yang Yi never thought that one day he could rely on a taxi driver to take him out of danger.

No matter who is chasing me, letting a taxi take me away, this kind of thing not only seems unreliable, but is even a bit ridiculous.

But it only takes one thousand and five hundred dollars to get rid of the hunt. Of course Yang Yi is happy, he is happy.

Something interesting.

Yang Yi immediately took out another thousand dollars, and then the black driver pulled the money at a faster speed.

"Where do you want to go!"

"Just don't be chased by Tiaozi!"

"I didn't see a police car."

"It's fbi..."

The driver seemed surprised, but he was not the kind of person who was startled, but the kind of person who sincerely admired Yang Yi.

"What are you doing? Oh, hi man, don't tell me, I don't want to be your accomplice, or be considered as a sheltered criminal, but no matter what you did, you won't pull out a gun and give it to me, right?"

Yang Yi spread his hands and said, "My man, can you drive the car faster while chatting?"

The driver scratched his neck and said, "If you are caught, can you not betray me? Just think you got into a taxi and I took you to the destination. That's it, is that okay?"

"Isn't it? You drive a taxi, and I pay to go where I want to go. Isn't that the case?"

The driver laughed, revealing his big white teeth, and then he shouted: "Yes, that's right, that's it, uh, let me think about it, what you want is to get rid of rather than go to a specific place, right? That's the case..."

After thinking for a moment, the driver nodded and said, "I understand."

I stopped talking to Yang Yi, and the taxi driver was driving attentively, but to be honest, it was really slower.

"Can you get faster?"

"Wait a moment, don't worry, don't worry..."

As he spoke, the driver suddenly turned the car into a small street, and then he accelerated, but it was only slightly faster.

To be honest, when it comes to driving skills, Yang Yi should be much better than this driver, but compared to his familiarity with the local terrain and road conditions, he is obviously not as good as this taxi driver.

"I'll send you to a place where there are no police, no surveillance, no cameras, yes, absolutely no, if you want to get rid of the tracking, then this place is absolutely right."

Yang Yi looked back, and then he said calmly: "Where is it?"

The taxi driver laughed again, showed his big white teeth, and said proudly: "Black Block."

"Black neighborhood?"

"Of course it's a black residential area. The murder rate is so high. There are gangsters everywhere. Every camera you can see is destroyed. Yes, it's intentional. The best thing is that this neighborhood is very close. We only need to cross six streets to get there. This is your best choice now."

It sounds like a good choice.

Yang Yi looked back again. There was no police car, nor did he look like he was following him. It was not a secret battle now. If he was really discovered, it would be more than a police car to chase him. There should be helicopters in the sky now.

The taxi was still not too fast, but it was indeed driven into a black community.

You can often see three or two young people sitting on shabby sofas at the door of the house on the roadside, with idle people everywhere. In short, it is a very common black community.

“Where is the right place for me to get off?”

"Wait a while, wait a while, do you see the turntable in front? Just where, you have many roads to choose from. The best thing is that there is no surveillance and no policeman. Hi, man, is your money worth it?"

Yang Yi felt it was really worth it. At this moment, the taxi driver continued, "If you are willing to spend another thousand yuan, I can help you more."

"Um?"

"Do you need to change your clothes? Or do you need a place to live? Well, of course the price may need to be a little higher, but I think you are like a rich man and you are in trouble. So would you rather hijack someone with a gun and stay with his family for one night? Of course, even if you hijack him with a gun, no one will call the police. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "I understand, but I don't have a gun."

"Yes, as long as you have money, then you have a gun. The question is how much money do you have now?"

The problem is that in order not to attract attention, Yang Yi did not have much cash on him, because carrying a lot of cash in the United States is a very strange thing.

"I don't have much cash, but can I have a card..."

"Can you swipe the card? I mean, will you be discovered by swiping the card?"

"Other people's cards have nothing to do with my identity. I can buy a lot of money."

The taxi driver laughed again, and then he whispered to Yang Yi: "Man, if you get into trouble, just find your black buddy. Since you can swipe your card, there will be no problem."

Now that Yang Yi's identity has been exposed, he swipes his credit card with his current identity, he will soon be locked in his position, but Yang Yi must have an available card in his wallet, otherwise he will need to use money but have no money. As one of the richest people in the underground world, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

But Yang Yi didn't believe that the black buddy who led him would do business well.

"My card can be used to swap nearly 10,000 dollars, it should be OK. I am willing to give you all the money!"

"Ten thousand! Wow, man, you have a lot of money! This problem is easy to solve, right? Now, if I use a thousand on my Pos machine, I have to take risks, right?"

Yang Yi happily took the card and swiped a thousand yuan, and then the taxi drove for a while, which was only about two hundred meters. After stopping, he opened the window and shouted to a child sitting at the door in a daze, "Call your brother out!"

The child looked at the driver but didn't move.

"Fake, you little bastard, do you want your brother to hit you? Call him out!"

The child stood up reluctantly and opened the door. Then he shouted a few words. After a while, a young man with a hat walked out and came to the taxi.

After a series of complicated gestures, the driver whispered: "Come and get the gun quickly. This guy wants to hide from the note. He can give you a few thousand dollars!"

After looking at Yang Yi, the young man who came out opened his eyes wide and said, "Money."

"Swipe the card, swipe the card here, do you believe me brother? Do you believe me? If you trust me, we will share the money, you get four thousand, and I get four thousand, because this guy can take eight thousand yuan! Eight thousand yuan!"

"etc!"

The young man reached out and took out a pistol from his crotch and quickly handed it into the car. The driver leaned back without touching the gun, but said to Yang Yi: "Brother, take the gun and point the gun at my brother's head into his home, and then... you understand, right?"

This is OK. Yang Yi looked at the person outside the car, and he reached out to take the pistol, and then he swiped the card again and went for 8,000 yuan.
Chapter completed!