After obtaining the video, Qi Yun did not release Barnes immediately. Instead, he threw him into the trunk and followed the convoy towards Guatemala.

"What do you plan to do? The Coast Guard and the CIA both follow Stephen's instructions. If we take him down, no one will be after us anymore."

"The content of the video is very damaging to those people. I can help contact the media in Washington and some higher-ups to push this matter." Harris suggested.

Qi Yun curled his lips into a slight smile: "We don't need to act ourselves. Just throw the prey between two lions, and they'll naturally fight."

"Is it safe over there in Guatemala? I need them to send people over here."

Harris nodded: "As long as our whereabouts are not leaked, it will be safe over there."

"The Americans have extended their reach too far. There are too many people dissatisfied with them in Guatemala. I have a reliable friend over there."

After pausing for a moment, he mused, "But it's best to have them sent to Colombia or Brazil, and discreetly arrange after getting rid of surveillance."

"Hmm." Qi Yun thought he made sense. In times like this, you can't be too cautious. It was just a final push.

...

The convoy passed through Monterrey and finally reached the outskirts of a small town called Otto at the Guatemalan border.

The climate here was hot and humid, sparsely populated, surrounded by dense tropical rainforest and rolling hills.

Harris' friend, a local armed leader nicknamed 'Rattlesnake,' waited with a few trusted men in front of an abandoned gas station.

"There are conflicts here every day. For profit, they fight against Mexican and Colombian drug lords, gangs, and government forces. I've provided him with plenty of weapons." Harris explained to Qi Yun while opening the door.

The two groups met, and the leader named Kubi stepped forward and gave Harris a warm embrace.

He had dark skin, sharp eyes, a necklace made of bullet shells around his neck, two large-caliber pistols tucked at his waist, emanating a fierce, violent aura all over.

"Harris, my brother! The last batch of RPGs worked excellently! Thank you so much!" Kubi vigorously patted Harris on the back.

"Glad they were useful." Harris chuckled, then stepped aside for an introduction, "This is Qi, my most important partner. We've run into some trouble and need to stay on your turf for a few days to handle some issues."

"Glad they were useful, old friend." Harris responded with a smile, then stepped aside for a solemn introduction, "Kubi, this is Qi, my most important partner and one of my best friends from Huaxia."

"We've encountered some trouble now. Some big American figure is looking for us, so we need a safe place to stay temporarily and deal with some matters."

Hearing that Qi Yun was from Huaxia, Kubi immediately focused his gaze on him. After a brief assessment, he extended his hand to Qi Yun, "Mr. Qi, a friend of Harris is a friend of mine. Welcome to Guatemala."

"Here, the Americans' reach isn't so long. You can rest assured."

Qi Yun shook his hand, feeling the thick calluses on his palm from years of holding a gun.

"Haha, sorry to trouble you."

"No need for formalities, my friend." Kubi's eyes swept over Brother Quan and others, then waved his hand, "Come back to the camp with me first. Food is already prepared for you to rest well."

"Okay, let's go."

Everyone got into the cars, and the convoy, led by Kubi's lead vehicle, left the abandoned gas station, turning onto a dirt road almost completely covered by dense vegetation, heading into the depths of the rainforest.

The road was rugged and bumpy, with towering and dense trees on both sides, vines entwined, even blocking the sunlight.

The air was filled with the smell of earth and a unique aroma of certain tropical plants, occasionally accompanied by the howls of unknown wild beasts, creating a very primitive environment.

After driving for more than half an hour, the view suddenly opened up to a relatively flat and open valley.

Several dozen wooden structures were built in the valley, resembling the stilted houses of a minority group back home. Clothes were drying in front of the buildings, children were running and playing on the open ground, and some armed personnel were patrolling, evidently forming a sizeable armed settlement.

"Surprising, right? The children here are even tougher than those in Mexico. They learn to use weapons at a very young age." Harris remarked as he looked at the scene outside the window.

"Their income entirely depends on growing crops and the road leading to Mexico."

The convoy stopped, and everyone got out to examine this secluded camp.

The people in the camp also gathered around, looking at the group of unfamiliar visitors, eyes filled with curiosity.

"This is my home, we call it 'Green Valley.'" Kubi gestured with his hand, inviting everyone to follow him forward.

Kubi led the group through the camp, greeting people along the way who saluted him, casually waving back, clearly highly respected here.

"This is my house, also my office." Kubi pointed to a two-story wooden house, inviting everyone inside. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The interior was simply furnished, with a long wooden table in the middle surrounded by some wooden stumps as stools.

Several blurry photos hung on the wall, seemingly group photos of armed personnel, and a hand-drawn map sat on the table.

The group sat down to rest, and Kubi called someone to bring water and food.