Chapter 175 - 174: Scouting the Path
Tijuana really came alive after nightfall.
Yang Yi and his group arrived at a spot crowded with American tourists, a chaotic mix of all sorts, a paradise for addicts, and a holy land for those seeking the pleasures of the flesh.
For Yang Yi, this place made him uncomfortable, as he didn’t feel safe.
Underworld dealings were not at all familiar to Yang Yi as a way to make money; he hadn’t even considered it before, so he couldn’t say he had any plan, and he had no idea how to begin.
Chris, on the other hand, showed no signs of nervousness. Seeing a young man loitering expectantly at the street corner from a distance, Chris leaned over to Yang Yi and whispered, "Boss, what about that guy?"
Yang Yi whispered back, "Go and suss him out."
Chris straightened his clothes and ran his hands through his hair, then made his way toward the youth in the checkered shirt and headband.
As Chris approached the vendor, he appeared hesitant, only moving forward with determination after attracting the attention of the Mexican in the checkered shirt and being stared down.
The young man, selling drugs to tourists, was very alert, but Chris seemed oblivious to the youth’s hostility. He walked straight up and, in a stuttering voice, said, "Hi, do you have the stuff? You know what I’m talking about, right? Do you have it?"