In a safe house in Mexico City, Alejandro is carrying a medical kit to treat Isabella's wounds. In the eyes of the uninformed, the two are like a father and daughter.

It's just that Isabella's face was very pale because of fear, and her teeth kept chattering, but she didn't dare to make the slightest movement, which slightly ruined the warm atmosphere.

"Please... Leave me alone... Whatever I asked, my dad would say yes. ”

Her voice trembled so violently that Alejandro didn't hear it, and he cleaned the wound with alcohol and bandaged it carefully. There was no joy or anger in his expression, as if this little girl who could easily strangle to death was just an irrelevant stranger.

Broly leaned against the wall and looked at Isabella. Whether in his past life or in this life, he didn't have any good feelings for drug dealers.

"Won't you kill her?"

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

"Hahaha! She uses you as a lifesaver! ”

Broly said with a laugh.

Alejandro's expression didn't change at all.

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

His words sent Isabella devastated.

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Filippoto. Reyes was in a state of fear and anger. His subordinates found the video in the mobile phones of the onlookers. Although the video is very blurry, it can still be seen that the strength of the mutant among the kidnappers is very amazing. The artificial mutants he bought from the mutant factory were no match at all.

It was the first time he had seen such a powerful mutant, and it was terrifying. Where did the Mata Group get this monster from?

Miguel standing on the side. Reyes & Burton. Herrera's face was also not very good-looking.

Filippoto put one hand around Bolton's neck and said in an angry tone against Bolton's ear.

"Barlow. Mata, he shows no mercy... Attacking my family like this... My daughter... Only a madman would do that... Dangerous, crazy beast, I want him to die, I can't wait for next year, I don't want you to kill his lawyers, accountants and financers, I want you to kill his secretary, his partner! Anyone who has helped him, I want them to die! Anyone who licks a stamp and sticks it on an envelope with his name on it is going to kill them! Then you find me the people who shook his hand and kill them all!" ”

The mere kidnapping of his daughter did not make Filippoto lose his cool, what really made him so angry was that he felt that his life was threatened.

"It doesn't matter how much money it costs, bring Francis here, especially the woman he has under him, they're the best at dealing with mutants."

The threat reminded him of the humiliation and fear of being a robber, when he and his brother Miguel had to give two-thirds of all the money they had to to get to the gang boss. Later, they teamed up to take out the boss, went it alone on their own, and established the huge Reyes Group.

"I see, boss."

Burton shrugged his shoulders, and it didn't take long for him to hop on a motorcycle or two and head to the outskirts of Mexico City. This is a classic Harley Street Fighter with a modified ape handlebar, constantly shuttling and overtaking in the traffic, very arrogant.

The mutant factory is disguised as a very ordinary chemical factory, not far from the main road of Mexico City. Mexico's president's grip on the country's fragility has made them somewhat unscrupulous.

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

Burton parked his motorcycle in the parking lot, pulled out an ID card, and swiped open the heavy alloy gate. Inside is a very ordinary chemical plant layout, thick pipes, huge reaction tanks, reactors. There are even a lot of workers who are pretending to maintain production. He enters the real mutant factory through an eerie damp underground passageway.

"Welcome to Hell!"

Francis, the head of the mutant factory, stood in front of Bolton with a folder in his hand and a white lab coat. The scene behind him was indeed indistinguishable from hell. Ice water, electric chairs, waterboarding, soldering irons, sticks. Personnel at the mutant factory are torturing the factory's test subjects in a near-death state in various ways in order to excite the mutant serum injected into their bodies.

The screams almost pierced the eardrums. Some subjects have been activated with the X gene, some have sharp bone spurs popping out of their bodies, some have turned their skin into black scales, and some have grown fish gills.

There really is no place on earth that feels more like hell than here.

"We've created three new mutants this time, and I'm sure Mr. Filippotto will be very satisfied."

Francis's face squinted, like a fox looking at its prey. A mutant who has been brainwashed can sell for at least $7 million at a cost, but the cost is no more than $150,000. The big head is just the X weapon serum, and in the chaos of Mexico, the cost of these experimental bodies is zero.

Thanks to these deep-pocketed drug lords, they have made billions of dollars and sent dozens of mutant thugs to this chaotic land.

It's like an arms race, where if one side buys mutants, the other side must buy the corresponding number of mutants to maintain the balance of power. Mexico's chaotic situation is the best salesman.

Burton pulled out his phone and clicked on the video.

"No, Mr. Filippotto asked me to come because he wanted to know, is this person your product?"

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

"It's not our company's product, and I'm not even sure if he's a mutant or not."

It's a variable that Francis doesn't care about on the surface, but he gets a lot of interest inside.

"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." Bolton told Broly what he had done, and it was impossible to hide these things, so it was better to say them directly: "We still suspect the destruction of a transit station because of him." ”

"Now that the Reyes Group has revealed its weak side, Mr. Filippotto wants to hire you and the Dust Angel to get rid of this man."

Burton said.

"Why should I help you, this person is very strong, very tricky."

Francis gave the phone back to Burton.

"Money is not an issue, Mr. Filippotto is willing to spend a lot of money to ask you to help, and more importantly, Mr. Francis, this gang has broken the balance between the various groups, if the Reyes group is destroyed, the Mata group will only use guns, not money to buy mutants from you."

Burton's ability to be the Reyes Group's No. 3 mission isn't just because he's ruthless.

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

"Okay, let's talk about price."