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cia is located in a safe house in Mexico City. Alejandro is carrying a medical kit and treating Isabella's wounds. In the eyes of the uninformed, the two look like a father and daughter.

It's just that Isabella turned extremely pale because of fear, and her teeth kept chattering, but she didn't dare to make the slightest move, which slightly destroyed the warm atmosphere.

"Please...let me go...no matter what kind of request, my father will agree to it."

Her voice was trembling so much that Alejandro seemed not to hear it. He cleaned the wound with alcohol and bandaged it carefully. His expression showed no emotion or anger, as if this little girl who could easily be strangled to death was just a human being.

Irrelevant strangers.

Broly leaned against the wall and looked at Isabella. Whether in his past life or in this life, he had no good impression of drug dealers.

"Aren't you going to kill her?"

His words made Isabella jump up like a frightened deer and look at Alejandro with pleading eyes.

"Hahaha! She regards you as a life-saving straw!"

Broly said with a laugh.

Alejandro's expression did not change at all.

"She is still useful, now is not the time to kill her."

His words caused Isabella to completely collapse.

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Filippoto Reyes was in a state of fear and anger. His men found the video of the time on the mobile phones of the onlookers. Although the video was very blurry, one of the kidnappers could still be seen from it.

The strength of mutants is very astonishing. The artificial mutants he bought from the mutant factory are no match at all.

This was the first time he had seen such a powerful mutant, so powerful that it made people tremble. Where did the Mata Group find this kind of monster?

Miguel Reyes and Burton Herrera, who were standing on the side, also had unhappy expressions on their faces.

Filippoto hooked Bolton's neck with one hand and spoke into Bolton's ear in an exasperated tone.

"Barlo Mata, he showed no mercy...attacked my family like this...my daughter...only a madman would do this...dangerous, crazy beast, I want him dead, I can't wait."

Come next year, I don’t want you to kill his lawyers, accountants, finance and other small roles. I want you to kill his secretaries and his partners! Anyone who has helped him, I want them to die! As long as someone

If you licked the stamp and put it on the envelope with his name, I want them to die! Then you find everyone who shook hands with him and kill them all!"

Just because his daughter was kidnapped would not make Filippoto lose his calm. What really made him so angry was because he felt that his life was threatened.

"No matter how much money is spent, invite Francis here, especially the woman under him. They are the best at dealing with mutants."

This threat reminded him of the humiliation and fear he felt when he was a robber. At that time, he and his brother Miguel had to give two-thirds of all the money they robbed to the gang boss. Later, they teamed up to kill the boss.

He went it alone and established the huge Reyes Group.

"I know, boss."

Burton shrugged, and not long after, he got on a motorcycle or two and headed to the outskirts of Mexico City. This was a classic Harley Street Fighter with modified ape handlebars. It was constantly weaving and overtaking in the traffic, very

of arrogance.

The mutant factory was disguised as a very ordinary chemical factory, not far from the main road in Mexico City. The Mexican president's fragile control over the country made them somewhat unscrupulous.

The checkpoint at the gate outside the factory was obviously very familiar with Burton, so he directly opened the gate barrier and let him in.

Burton parked his motorcycle in the parking lot, took out an ID card, and opened the heavy alloy door. Inside was a very ordinary chemical plant layout, with thick pipes, huge reaction tanks, and reactors. There were even

Many workers were pretending to maintain production. He entered the real mutant factory through a dark and damp underground passage.

"Welcome to hell!"

Francis, the head of the mutant factory, was holding a folder in his hand and wearing a white coat, standing in front of Burton. The scene behind him was indeed no different from hell. Ice water, electric chair, waterboarding, soldering irons, sticks. Mutant Factory

The staff in the factory are torturing the experimental subjects in the factory in various ways, putting them into a near-death state in order to stimulate the mutant serum injected into the body.

The shrill screams almost pierced people's eardrums. Some experimental subjects have been stimulated with the X gene, sharp bone spurs popped out of some people's bodies, some people's skin turned into black scales, and some people grew fish gills.

There is truly no place on earth more like hell than here.

"We have created three new mutants this time. I believe Mr. Filippoto will be very satisfied."

Francis's face squinted, like a fox that has seen its prey. A brainwashed mutant can be sold for at least seven million US dollars, but the cost is no more than 150,000 US dollars. The big head is just the X weapon serum,

In chaotic Mexico, the cost of these experimental bodies is zero.

Thanks to these wealthy drug lords, they have made billions of dollars and supplied dozens of mutant thugs to this chaotic land.

This is like an arms race. As long as one party purchases mutants, the other party must purchase a corresponding number of mutants to maintain a balance of combat power. The chaotic situation in Mexico is the best salesman.

Bolton took out his phone and clicked on the video.

"No, Mr. Filippoto asked me to come here because he wants to know if this person is your product?"

Francis's face became solemn. He took the phone and replayed it back and forth, carefully observing Broly's movements in the video.

"This is not a product of our company. I'm not even sure if he is a mutant."

This was a variable that Francis didn't care about on the surface, but he was very interested in it.

"As soon as he showed up, he killed the senior lawyer of the Reyes Group, destroyed one of our factories, and kidnapped Mr. Filippoto's daughter." Burton described Broly's actions in detail.

He said it out. These things cannot be hidden, so it is better to say it directly: "We also suspect that the destruction of a transfer station was also because of him."

"Now that the Reyes Group has exposed its weak side, Mr. Filippoto wants to hire you and Sand Angel to get rid of this person."

Burton said.

"Why should I help you? This person is very powerful and very troublesome."

Francis handed the phone back to Burton.

"Money is not a problem. Mr. Filippoto is willing to spend a lot of money to ask you to help. What's more important is Mr. Francis. This group of people has broken the balance between the various groups. If the Reyes Group is destroyed, the Mata Group will only

Use guns instead of money to buy mutants from you."

Burton's ability to become the Reyes Group's third mission was not just because he was ruthless.

Francis was silent for a moment. Although he didn't take these drug lords very seriously, the chaotic situation did hinder his business. The people behind him didn't want to see this situation.

"Okay, let's talk about price next."