Familiar Spanish entered his ears.
Barrett recognized it immediately, these guys holding him were Lao Mo's.
He was, after all, a professionally trained agent.
He reacted quickly, thrusting his hand desperately into the noose to avoid the rope tightening around his artery and causing his brain to pass out from temporary ischemia.
Once he fainted, it would be all over for him.
"I...I am...Barrett...from Song's..."
At that moment, Song Heping suddenly became his lifeline.
After all, Song Heping had become quite famous among the drug dealers in Mexico over the past couple of years.
Everyone knew he was a ruthless character who could even wipe out the entire Los Zetas Organization.
Using that reputation, as long as one was part of this circle, they would have some apprehensions.
But he was mistaken.
The other side had no intention of stopping.
They continued speaking in Spanish.
"Morado, press down harder, this guy is struggling too much."
