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Rumble~

At night, a black pickup truck was speeding along Independence Avenue, much faster than other cars.

"Boss, boss, where are we going?"

Hearing the sirens in the distance, Carlos nervously held the steering wheel, almost twisting it out of shape.

Duca looked at the girl next to him, "Miss Cruz, where do you live? Why don't I let you go here?"

"Ah? Can I leave?"

Penelope said in surprise.

"Did I say I wouldn't let you go?"

Duca frowned.

"No, no!"

Penelope shook her head, obviously relieved.

This guy next to me is really terrifying. He killed dozens of people by himself, and he can still stand upright. He is even more powerful than the 007 agent and John Rambo in the movie.

If this guy made some strange requests at this time, I probably wouldn't have the guts to refuse.

Fortunately, he is not too bad.

"Hey, don't be in a daze at this time, okay? Where do you live? If you don't tell me, I'll throw you on the street."

Duka threatened with a straight face.

"No, no, don't throw me here. Mexico City is really terrible. I live in the Stara Sant'Angelo Hotel, where everyone in our ballet company lives."

Penelope said quickly.

"Okay, let's go to the Holy Angel Hotel."

"Boss, don't we run away quickly?"

Carlos asked nervously.

"No need to rush, take your time."

It is now 1990, before Internet mobile phones have become popular and electronic eyes have not yet emerged. It is quite difficult to find an unknown person in Mexico City, a city with a population of nearly 10 million.

"You're bleeding!"

Penelope pointed at his shoulder with her slender fingers.

"I know!"

"What I mean is that you should go to the hospital to bandage it first."

Penelope said.

"Do you think it's appropriate to go to the hospital in my situation?"

"Then what should you do? If you just let it flow like this, will you turn into Mu Nayin?"

Penelope asked curiously.

Duka glanced at her and asked, "How old are you this year?"

"16 years old!"

Penelope puffed out her chest.

"So young!"

Duca smiled and said, "You are Spanish, why are you coming to Mexico? Don't you know that there are drug dealers and drug lords everywhere here? Those big drug lords like to capture little beauties like you and take them back as pets."

"Humph, I came here to perform. I heard that the security in Mexico City is pretty good and not as chaotic as elsewhere. So I went out for a walk, but I didn't expect...all of them are bad people."

Penelope glanced at him quietly, then quickly turned her head away.

Duka smiled, but then the quality of his smile was affected by the wound.

A few minutes later, the Holy Angel Hotel arrived. The hotel is in the central city, and the security environment is better. Unlike the old city and industrial areas, you can always hear the sound of sirens at night, which makes people feel panicked.

"Okay, Spanish Princess, you can get off the car."

Duca opened his eyes and said.

"Wow~ I'm finally back, thank God! Thank you Holy Mother!"

Penelope looked out the window at the hotel and shouted.

"You should thank me!"

Duka said calmly.

Penelope rolled her eyes at him, pushed open the car door neatly, and when she pulled the door open to say goodbye, she looked at Duca again. The situation tonight was too dangerous. If he hadn't come suddenly, she would definitely have to die.

What a tragedy,

"Duka, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would definitely be miserable."

"You're welcome, go back!"

Duca waved his hand.

Penelope hesitated for a moment, "Duka, you are still bleeding, why don't you come to the hotel with me to rest..."

"Okay!"

Duka thought for a moment and walked out of the pickup truck with the box in hand.

"...."

Penelope was stunned, I just said it casually, why did I really agree?

Duca handed a stack of ink coins to Carlos, "Carlos, this is 10,000 pesos, the fee for your hard work tonight."

Carlos was stunned for a moment, and he was overjoyed. He didn't have to run away with him. This boss is such a good person.

"Boss, aren't you worried about me taking the money and going to snitch?"

Carlos grinned.

Duka smiled and patted his shoulder,

"You pointed out Ochoa's location to me. You picked me up after I finished the work. We are accomplices. If you go inform the people in Ochoa, they will give you a reward of 10,000 pesos or give you a shot."

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"ah?"

Carlos opened his mouth wide. I didn't do anything, how could I become his accomplice?

Suddenly he remembered the methods of Ochoa's group. If they were really caught, they would pick noses, chop hands, feet, behead heads, make soup... His face suddenly changed.

"Boss, boss, I don't need money, can you take me on a run with you? No matter where you go, I can drive, I can be your driver..."

Carlos grabbed his arm and wanted to give him the money back.

"You want to stay?"

Duca looked him up and down.

"Yes, boss, I want to go with you. I will go wherever you go."

"Take the money first and buy me three rolls of hemostatic bandages, hemostatic cotton, hemostatic powder, and anesthetic..."

Duca carefully explained a few words, telling him not to buy it at a drugstore, not to drive a pickup truck when he went there, and to take a taxi to avoid exposing his target. When he had bought everything, he packed it up and put it at the front desk, and Penelope would pick it up.

Carlos nodded repeatedly and drove the pickup truck away from the hotel door.

"Let's go!"

Duka said to Penelope, but when he turned around, he found that the girl was walking into the hotel in small steps, with no intention of waiting for him.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

"Hey, slow down, don't you see I'm hurt?"

Duka said dissatisfied.

Penelope stopped stiffly. She brushed her long hair around her ears and showed a stiff smile on her face.

"Duka, there is something I forgot to tell you. There are two people living in my room. It may not be convenient for you to go there."

"Oh, is the other one a girl?"

"Yes, yes, she is also a dancer in our ballet company. We two share a room."

Penelope waggled two fingers.

"Two girls? That's so convenient!"

Duka took the lead and walked to the hotel.

"..."

Penelope blinked, is this guy too thick-skinned?

"Hey, come on!"

Duca waved.

Penelope snorted, forget it, for the sake of him being a savior and for the sake of God, just help him this time.

"Duka, we agreed, you can stay in my room, but you can't mess around."

Penelope caught up with him and said.

Duka stopped, glanced at her, and pointed to her body,

"Do you think I can do anything to you or your teammates in my current situation?"

"...."

Penelope blinked her long eyelashes, as if yes.

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