125. Of course I will go

Mo Lei finished the drink in one gulp, walked out of the door and raised his hand to stop a motorcycle, and without saying a word, he took out $10 first, and then told the driver the direction. The motorcycle driver stared at Mo Lei again and again, kneading the banknote a few times, motioning to Mo Lei to get into the car, and speeding away in the direction where the two cars disappeared.

After seeing the car with four people in his sight, Mo Lei asked the driver to slow down. He found that it was already in the residential area near the marina, where there were indeed quite a few buildings in the 18th century French style, a wide road leading to Plaza Bolívar, and 20 kilometers along the left road to the new town in the north. The buildings are of different styles, and the roads in the residential areas extend in all directions, like a maze.

The car in front turned right and drove into an intersection, Mo Lei hurriedly patted the driver's shoulder, but the motorcycle stopped on the side of the road, the driver probably knew Mo Lei's intentions, turned his head and pushed the windshield on the helmet up, looked at Mo Lei with his eyes, and did not speak. Mo Lei smiled bitterly, took out another $10 bill from his pocket and stuffed it to the driver. The motorcycle went forward to the alley again, and after entering a hundred meters, he said that he didn't want to go any further, and the driver even took out the $10 and returned it to Mo Lei.

Waving his hand and refusing the driver's compensation, Mo Lei got out of the car and walked forward. He had been here before, and the place where he met the licensed Zora was not far from the right front.

The road was wide, the bluestone pavement was still a little slippery, and it started to get hot as the temperature rose, and the walls outside the buildings on both sides were covered with graffiti, and there was a strange sweet smell in the air. A middle-aged woman wearing a thin coat with a sloppy image reached out and asked Mo Lei for money, Mo Lei strode over, and the woman scolded behind her.

The car was parked under the telephone pole in front of it.

Mo Lei quickened his pace, took off his thin jacket and tied it around his waist, and pulled the handle of the gun on his waist, the fighting dagger on his ankle was not easy to pull out, but there was a small scalpel on his left wrist, which he dared to get after the coyote taught him how to place it and how to pull it out quickly, and he didn't hurt himself less when he practiced in the Raskha Church in Ipiales Town.

Possessed by the window and looked at the driver's seat, the other three had disappeared. Mo Lei looked up into the alley, then raised his hand and knocked on the window, the driver who was looking sideways into the alley turned his head to look out the window suspiciously, he could only see the torso of Mo Lei in a T-shirt, and opened the window. Mo Lei grinned with the most sincere smile, then asked for directions, and put one hand on the car window. The driver answered Mo Lei's question a little impatiently, then continued to look sideways at the alley and no longer paid attention to the foreigner who looked poor, Mo Lei's hand put on the back of the other party's head, and his thumb pinched the vagus nerve on the left side, and the driver's head fell softly to the right side and fell into a coma.

On the left, the street performer is covered in colorful paint, and the face of a clown is painted and tango on stilts, with countless colored balls rolling along the curves of his body, and in front of him there are a dozen coins and a few bills in an iron basin.

Leaving the car casually, Mo Lei strode into the alley, where the two-meter-wide alley was littered with residents' daily necessities and discarded garbage, and several children were happily rushing forward on bicycles. Mo Lei also quickened his pace, the further he went, the quieter it became, the walls painted golden yellow were mottled by the years, the baroque style of the column head had long lost its original color, there were unkempt emaciated poisonous insects sitting against the wall, their eyes were confused, occasionally the window was open, and the naked man leaned against the window listlessly and smoked.

A low cry and the sound of flesh and skin colliding came from the left front, the sound was very weak, and there was a dull whimper, this voice Mo Lei was all too familiar, it was the sound made after someone covered his mouth with his hand. He slumped down and began to trot, rushing a few steps until the sound came out, and looked in.

At the end of the narrow alley, the man was half-kneeling on the ground, and a thug stood beside him, with a dagger in his hand, kicking the boy to the right rib side one by one, cursing and cursing. His girlfriend was surrounded in a corner by three other thugs, and her jacket had been ripped off.

The girl half-squatted on the ground, trembling all over, her face was full of tears, helplessly reaching out to hug her chest, and whispering to these guys in front of her who were full of enthusiasm and justice ten minutes ago. Both of the couple's packages were tossed on the floor, their clothes and other belongings turned inside and thrown aside, and one of the thugs had already taken off his jeans halfway.

For Mo Lei who suddenly rushed into the alley, the four gangsters didn't care, the three gangsters who surrounded the girl first glanced back and then turned their heads, the gangster who was kicking and beating the boy shook the dagger in his hand, looked up at Mo Lei fiercely, and just wanted to scold, he was hit by a punch and threw off the dagger, holding the Adam's apple with both hands and staggering to the ground. Mo Lei stepped forward again, stretched out his left hand to hook the neck of a person in the middle, kicked the crotch of the gangster on the right side with his right foot, and punched the back of the opponent's neck, which helped him avoid the pain to the bone. Then quickly pulled out the pistol and pointed it at the gangster on the left who was retreating, and the guy also planned to pull out the gun from the back waist, but in the face of the muzzle of the black hole, he still lowered his hands, but his face was full of unconvinced.

Mo Lei didn't have the patience to reason with this group of guys, and let go of his left hand, and the guy who was clasped by his left hand around his neck had already fainted. He strode forward, pulled out his pistol from the waist of the thug who was standing, put it away, stunned the thug again, turned around and picked up the girl's clothes from the ground and threw them to her, and whispered quickly, "Get dressed and come with me." ”

Someone was calling loudly in Spanish, and Mo Lei could understand that it should be some half-grown child calling out to his companion. He looked at the alleyway, where the children were sitting on their bicycles, one foot on the ground, staring intently into the alley. He hurried over to his compatriot, who was still curled up on the ground, and reached out to pull him up, while the girl had already put on her clothes and collected the items scattered on the ground into her package.

"Let's go."

Mo Lei took a package, held the boy with one hand, and let the girl walk in front, when the three of them walked to the alley, a child in the bicycle was about to put down the handrail to stop them, but he saw the pistol in Mo Lei's hand, so he retracted it. The three of them strode towards the street under the watchful eyes of several children. Mo Lei let the two of them get into the car, walked to the driver's seat and first moved the legs of the still unconscious driver from the steering wheel to the passenger seat, and then moved his body over, sat on it and started the car towards Plaza Bolívar.

The girl settled down, first thanked Mo Lei, and then softly comforted her boyfriend who was still moaning beside her. Mo Lei knew that the boy's kicks were a little troublesome, and he didn't know if his bones were cracked. But I can't help him check it now.

"I'll take you to the hotel, you can choose to call the police or get out of here."

While driving the car, keep looking in the rearview mirror to see if anyone is chasing you. Mo Lei said to the couple in the back seat, after all, he can't continue to take care of himself, and then they have to deal with it themselves.

"Do you know them?" The boy who had stopped moaning asked suddenly, his voice still a little painful, but more resentful.

Mo Lei shook his head indifferently, "I don't know, but I can see that they want to be unfavorable to you." ”

"You know their hooligans, so why didn't you say it earlier?" The boy's voice became louder, probably because he had been strangled by someone, and when he spoke loudly, his voice was a little sharp and panting, mixed with national scolding.

Looking at the boy in the back seat in amazement from the rearview mirror, Mo Lei felt a nameless fire in his heart.

When I talked to you, you looked suspicious, and would rather choose to trust a group of strangers in a foreign land than choose to believe in your own people, and now not only do you not thank you, but you also come to blame the people who saved him for not stating in advance that those people are bad people?

The girl quickly stretched out her hand and shook her boyfriend's arm violently, but the boy still questioned Mo Lei while coughing. The girl had just seen what had happened, so she shouted in a low voice, "He has a gun." ”

The boy quickly stopped.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......", the girl's gaze collided with Mo Lei's gaze in the rearview mirror, a series of sorry words in her mouth, her eyes lingered, and the hand holding her boyfriend's arm was still trembling. Whisper to Mo Lei to take them to Plaza Bolívar.

It's also ha, what if you meet in the water, what if you are not a good person? So it's common for them to be reluctant to say that the hotel they are staying in. Mo Lei smiled self-deprecatingly, didn't answer, just drove the car straight towards Plaza Bolívar.

The car was very quiet, except for the heavy gasping of boys, and the scenery on both sides of the road flashed by. Mo Lei held the steering wheel with one hand, still vigilantly glancing at the rearview mirror occasionally, and didn't bother to get angry with the kid - there were too many things to take into account, this was just a small episode.

Before turning the car into an alley, Mo Lei first politely said to the girl, "I need to leave this person behind." Then he turned left onto the path he chose, saw that there was no one in front of him, pushed open the passenger door, pushed the still unconscious guy out of the car, and then reversed and left.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated weakly, Mo Lei took out the mobile phone, and the moment he looked up, his eyes met the girl in the rearview mirror, the girl's eyes were complicated, Mo Lei could only choose to smile comfortingly and connect the phone.

"Mr. Mo."

The voice on the phone spoke in English, a dull but powerful voice that was unfamiliar.

"You say." Mo Lei was a little surprised, this number was a few bearer cards that he bought together when he first arrived in Bogotá for emergency purposes. Two have already been lost, and this one was replaced with only one phone call in the morning.

"Don't be nervous, you bought four copies of this number at once, it's easy to check, just dial it once." The person on the phone chuckled lightly, and his tone was extremely friendly, "Mr. Mo, you know who I am, right?" ”

"Tell the story." Mo Lei held the steering wheel with one hand, and the traffic on Bolivar Avenue began to increase, and pigeons flew all over the sky under the blue sky. A short distance ahead, the Capitol is lined with Corinthian columns, and under the steps are tourists in pairs of heavily armed soldiers patrolling the streets.

Mo Lei's heart was gloomy.

"Mr. Mo, the person you provoked is a very powerful and powerful person, and a group of the best mercenaries in the world, why can't you talk about it properly?" The hoarse voice continued, as if gently admonishing a good friend who had made a mistake.

"Well, I'm scared to death." Mo Lei looked at the right side of the road, slowly drove the car into the door of the Capitol Square, raised his hand to signal the couple to get out of the car, and then left without saying hello. On the phone, the hoarse voice "giggled" a few times and spoke again.

"We don't have to argue about this, give you an address, and you take the USB flash drive to exchange it for Warcraft? What do you think? Your brother. Remember, the only requirement is punctuality, if you are a minute late, I will cut off one of Zhou Rui's fingers, is it fair? ”

Mo Lei's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he replied in a flat tone, "It's very fair, don't give too far an address, if I can't catch up and the demonic beast is missing a hair, I promise to find you and torture you to death." ”

"Yes, yes, this is Mr. Mo's style. Okay, I'll give you plenty of time. ”

Mo Lei didn't reply, he turned the car into an alley on the right, which is only a few dozen meters away from the Capitol, and to the left is an uphill path, which extends in all directions after turning up, and there are also several parking lots in the horizontal area behind.

He needed a different car.

"How?" The hoarse voice was very patient, and waited for more than ten seconds before asking again.

"Say it."

Stopping the car, Mo Lei quickly opened the car door, left the place, and put the coat on his body in turn, and took a hat on his head in the car - in case the couple talked to a certain policeman, it would be a little troublesome to get out by himself.

"Okay, you remember, the address is a bit long." The hoarse voice "giggled" again.

Mo Lei resisted the urge to drop the phone and wrote down the address and time that the other party said.

You wait.

Of course I will.

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