In my cj class some dude shared a wild story:
I'll try to keep it as short as possible. Let's call this dude Juan.
This dude was driving to mexico in a brand new car at night. IDK where. He gets forcefully pulled over by some cartel.
Two cars are in this front and back and one on the side of him.
They ask him what family he's from since he said that in mexico new cars such as his are bought in cash(drug money).
The cartel thought that he was from a rival cartel looking to start something.
The 5 cars that pulled him over are gun proofed suvs. In total there was about 20 men and they were all holding big guns and wearing bulletproof vests, etc.
The head guy calls the boss, which is one of Juan's childhood friends. He used to take trips to mexico and Juan would give this soon to be cartel boss toys as a kid.
So after the dude calls Juan's childhood friend to ask what to do with him, the boss guy tells him to let him go since he knew him.
Juan thought that he was doing to get got.
I was sitting in my chair like damn.