The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

Half an hour later, Carmen slowly woke up, rubbed her sore neck and sat up.

"What happened? Why do I sleep in bed? Recalling everything she had experienced, suddenly she woke up suddenly, wasn't she knocked unconscious?

"Awake?" Lance's voice sounded.

"You!" Seeing Lance, who was sitting next to him playing with his mobile phone, Carmen immediately wanted to stand up.

"Take it easy, I won't hurt you."

Carmen snorted coldly: "Hmph, less hypocrisy here, then you let me go!"

Unmoved, Lance was still playing with his mobile phone and drinking beer: "You can leave if you want, if you want to die and fall on the street, you can go out, I won't stop you, please take care of yourself." Looking

at Lance's indifferent appearance, Carmen also began to retreat in his heart, compared to the street, he was safer in prison, all blamed on this hateful man!

Seeing Carmen sit back in her original position, Lance put down the phone and asked with a smile: "How?" Figured it out now?

"Who the hell are you?" I mean real name! Carmen stared at him through gritted teeth.

"You can call me Lance, a private investigator, I recently met a man who called himself Gilberto Ocantara and said that his daughter had been kidnapped by a black police officer, so he hired me to rescue her, which is - you."

At the same time, he put down the phone, cut an apple and handed it over.

"So, now you should tell me what's going on? Why did your father's people want to kill you?

Carmen took a bite of the apple and thought for a moment before saying, "The man you met is not simple, he is a drug lord, a murderer, a warlord... Or my father, may God punish him!

Carmen, who had a cross on his chest, prayed that his father would get the retribution he deserved.

"Sorry, God may not be able to help you now, but I can." Lance shook his head, he didn't believe in God.

Hearing Lance's rebellious words, Carmen glared at him fiercely again, but the situation was stronger than people, and he could only continue to say what he knew: "A few months ago, a government agent from your country came to contact me, he is from the Drug Administration, and said that he was collecting evidence of incrimination, yes, it was my father's criminal evidence.

"And then?"

"My father is with his men trying to establish diplomatic relations with a gangster from your side, he calls this a 'merger,' similar to two legitimate companies in one, and the agent says that if I cooperate, they will get me out of Mexico, let me start over, and even become a U.S. citizen..."

So the stupid cops sent me to this town and said it was safe, as if there was a safe place in Mexico. The

more Carmen spoke, the more angry he became, and in the end, he couldn't help crying, tears fell down his eyes, who would have thought that a father offered a reward to kill his daughter for the development of his own power?

"And I, just one of his many children, who had a decent life, have now turned out to be a betrayer... Not to mention that I am still a woman. "

My father decided, how to say, 'kill two birds with one stone,' and the Americans were coming to Mexico, and he prepared a grand show, decided to execute me in front of his new accomplice, as a way to show his ambitions in front of people."

Speaking of this, Carmen paused, feeling a little thirsty, swallowed his saliva and continued: "Then I don't know what to start, someone is hunting my father's men, at first they thought it was a rival gang, but it wasn't..." Opening

two bottles of beer, Lance handed her the bottle and asked, "And then?" How do you know?

"Because the murderer never used a gun, all the victims were unloaded." Carmen took a sip of wine: "They gave the murderer a nickname, called Phantom, a murderer."

Lance nodded and continued to drink his beer, but his mind thought of the bodies he had encountered on the road yesterday, the same as Carmen had said, and they had died in a very special way.

Ten minutes later, Carmen, who had finished talking about everything, turned on the TV idly: "So how long do we have to stay here?"

"It won't be long, it's almost dawn, I'll get a car later, and then I'll take you to a safe place."

"What about you?"

"Your dad signed a contract with me, and I plan to keep it." With a little force, Lance flattened the can in his hand.

Carmen, who was highly nervous, also relaxed at the moment and fell asleep on the bed, while Lance also sat in a chair and took a nap with his eyes closed, and after arranging everything, he would find the Gilberto who tried to break the contract.

......

The next morning, in a villa estate, Gilberto sat in his luxurious office, looking gloomily at the folder on his desk.

"Did these people grow up eating? A bunch of waste, you can't even look at a child!? Gilberto's roar echoed throughout the house, deafening.

The subordinates on the side all lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.

After a long time, Gilberto calmed down, took a deep breath, and calmed the anger in his heart.

His eyes narrowed into a slit, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes: "Issue a bounty order, I will see the heads of the two of them placed here within two days, otherwise, I will let you all go to God."

"Understood!" The subordinate agreed with a respectful bow, then turned and left the office.

After his subordinates left, Gilberto leaned on the chair and smoked a cigar with his eyes closed, and suddenly he felt a cold wind blowing, opened his eyes and glanced at it inadvertently, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

In the sunlight, a figure was actually projected to his left, and his cigars that he almost scared fell to the ground.

His neck stiffly turned to look at the person projected by the sun, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"You... How the hell did it get in? Gilberto's face was very ugly, the security measures of this villa were not low, and the large price he spent was simply not worth mentioning in the eyes of this person.

The dark man did not speak, but took out a note that said, "You failed!"

After seeing these words, the corners of Gilberto's mouth twitched a few times. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I will find him and slaughter him with my own hands!" "

'Last chance!'

The man in black wrote down a paragraph again, and then disappeared.

Looking at the empty room where only he was left, Gilberto's eyes showed a hint of madness, his fists clenched violently, and finally he had to compromise.