Luke touched the backpack behind him a few times, then took out a bag of black things again and threw it on the lap of the little man in the sports car: "Don't talk too much about selling cars, otherwise you know." ”

The little man pouted: "Do you still need to say it?" ”

Luke laughed, climbed into the driver's seat of the Hummer, closed the door, and waved his hand at Vanessa: "Thank you, I'll introduce you next time I buy a car." ”

The little man couldn't help but interject: "Hey, can't you just find me?" I have a lot of cars there ......"

Vanessa cast a look of contempt on the side, but did not say anything.

This little man is the boss of a black market car dealership, and this is not a brag at all.

Luke shook his head regretfully: "I'm sorry, I don't like men, so I don't want you to earn my referral fee." With that, he stepped on the accelerator and the Hummer rumbled out.

The little man was stunned for a moment, and then made two tall international gestures to the back of the Hummer: "Labor and management don't like men either!" ”

After scolding, he turned his head to look at Vanessa, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, if it's me, I also like to make deals with you." ”

"Leave my share, and fuck off." Vanessa said coldly.

The little man pouted, quickly checked the bills in the black plastic bag in the car, wrapped two stacks of newspapers, and threw them to her: "Okay." The next time this loser comes to buy a car, he will definitely introduce it to me. You see, I'm very reputable, and I ...... 10 percent."

Vanessa took the bag of bills, turned and walked away, not bothering to bother with him.

The little man was dumbfounded for a moment before he said dissatisfiedly: "Is it great to be rich?" Isn't it great to have money? What the hell am I ...... Well, it's amazing to have money. ”

……

In the darkness of the night, Luke drove onto the road.

On the way, he found a gas station, filled the car with gas, and bought water, food, and juice at the small supermarket next to him.

Ten minutes later, I got back on the road, got on the bridge and headed for the city of Nitroi.

As he drove the car, he recalled the information that Pedro had confessed.

I have to say that Pedro, the mini-boss, is still very cunning.

As far as he confessed, none of them were where Christopher was, but Hernán Reyes' big den.

If Luke misses a little brain, he will be swept away by dozens or hundreds of guns.

Unfortunately, Luke interrogated Pedro's two bodyguards separately.

These two follow Pedro every day and know a lot of news.

As soon as the confessions of the three men were compared, Pedro's plan to lure Luke to Hernan's death fell through.

Of course, Pedro, who is already cold, will not know, and even if he does not do this, Luke will sooner or later go to Hernan for trouble.

In Luke's eyes, this boss is a gift bag of experience wandering around the map of Rio.

And Christo, the big guy, went abroad a few days ago, whether it was in the United States or in a certain country in South America, and the two bodyguards were not clear.

The whereabouts of Lisa Feng, the main master, have been found.

The person who captured this Lisa Feng happened to be Pedro and these two bodyguards.

They sent the DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration) agent to the mountains of Itaoka, northeast of Nietroi.

The two bodyguards couldn't understand the specific location, they didn't go to the mountain stronghold many times, and they didn't even pay attention to how far it was.

It's also mountainous, and there are no landmarks or streets around.

Luke was unimpressed.

When you get to the mountain, you can raise the drone and find the place where people have gathered, and then check it, and it is not difficult to find this hidden stronghold in the mountain.

The only thing he was not sure was how much time he would need to complete the search.

Hopefully, he's still waiting to go back to Rio to harvest Hernán Reyes' experience package.

In the darkness of the night, Luke crossed the bridge and drove along the seaside road to the northeast.

In the middle of the night, he drove the car to the side of the road, lay down and slept for two hours.

This modified Hummer has the advantage of adding steel plates on the outside to withstand ordinary rifle bullets.

Lying there, Luke at least didn't have to worry about a sudden string of bullets coming from outside.

At four o'clock in the morning, after a good night's sleep, he got up, stretched comfortably, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Sitting on the grass outside the car and eating breakfast, he patted his stomach with satisfaction, got into the car and set off.

The drone lifts off again, moving at a constant speed not far in front of the vehicle.

Luke searched all the way here last night, but found no place that matched the stronghold in the mountains.

Yesterday was also a busy day, and he also needs to rest properly and adjust his state.

At this moment, he is full of energy, his stomach is full, and he has just started work.

The drone has found some traces, but it turned out to be the mountain villas of some rich people, and there were two oolong reminders.

An hour later, a third reminder came, and Luke looked at the place and felt that he had found the right place.

A small river, a barbed wire fenced wooden bungalow, a watchtower and armed guards, were similar to the conditions described by the two bodyguards.

It doesn't look like a place for rich people to go on vacation, but more like a prison cell.

Luke pulled up the Humvee and hid in the woods on the side of the road, took out his tablet and began to operate the drone to reconnoitre.

There are only five guards visible in this stronghold in the mountains, and this is only the number of people who stay up late on duty.

According to the normal law, the total number of guards here will not be less than fifteen, otherwise the patrol schedule will not be available.

There is no shortage of people who pay for their lives in Brazil, so the number of guards has to be overestimated a little more, twenty to twenty-five.

In the circle of the drone, another picture was suddenly transmitted.

Luke looked around and saw that it was another camp two kilometers away.

Compared to the stronghold here, that camp is more like a barracks, there are more patrols inside, and there are places similar to barracks, conservatively estimated to be more than 100 people, and there is a direct road between that camp and the small stronghold here.

Lukemo rubbed his chin: How does this look like Christo's private military camp?

Suddenly, the drone issued a warning.

He was stunned and quickly landed the drone while adjusting the camera and looking at the sky.

Moments later, a small drone resembling a model airplane streaked through the air.

Luke scratched his head: Co-author, you're not alone in scouting around here?

He thought about it, took another drone out of the storage space, and lifted it into the air.

This time, the drone did not get close to the small stronghold, but hovered high above the roof of his car, searching the surrounding area of the small stronghold.

It didn't take long for him to discover the anomaly.

More than 100 meters away from the stronghold, in a dim forest, a team of six people had already quietly lurked.

The special operations equipment on their bodies has a clear American style, and the binocular night vision devices are also conspicuous.

What is American style? To sum it up, it's expensive!