More than twenty burly men rushed over and surrounded Marcus and Lorna.
Marcos wanted to leave when he saw them, but Lorna had chosen a corner, far away from the bar's staff passageway.
This group of people had sharp eyes, and they immediately discovered him. He had only taken a few steps with the confused Lorna when they were blocked.
"Marcos, keep hiding," said a short, fat, greasy man with a sneer as he walked out from behind.
Marcos's face was gloomy. "Torres, I already said that I don't want to get involved."
The short, fat man called Torres laughed and looked around. "Look, this guy's got guts. He begged me to give him a job a few months ago, and now he's getting cocky because he hooked up with a rich b * tch. "
The surrounding men all laughed and said all kinds of weird and obscene words, "Maybe he's doing well."
"No, he'll only last if he knows how to make money."
"Rich girl, why don't you give us your money? We'll all" work "for you."
Faced with this situation, Lorna didn't look too good, but she didn't say anything, nor did she want to ask Marcos.
Under Carlo's supervision, she was forced to memorize most of the safety rules even though she didn't like them.
Carlo even repeated one of the rules: Don't be nervous when you're in danger. Don't drag your teammates down. Quickly observe the enemy's combat ability and escape routes. Take the initiative and don't fight in the enemy's trap.
Carlo was so concerned about this rule because he had been captured by the Sentinel Special Service too deeply.
Although Marcos wasn't with Lorna now, her boyfriend was definitely her "teammate."
Also, while Marcos was talking to them, she noticed that their movements weren't right, as if they were ready to pull out their guns at any moment.
Even if she wanted to ask for the inside story, she had to escape from the danger in front of her.
Her mind raced as she held Marcus's hand and squeezed it gently.
Marcos hadn't learned any safety rules, so he wasn't that calm.
Sensing Lorna's movement, he thought that she was angry and couldn't help but turn his head.
Lorna couldn't help but sigh inwardly. What a stupid teammate.
But she immediately discarded that thought.
She and Marcos had never communicated with each other before, so it was normal for her to react when encountering an enemy.
She just quickly gestured to a certain side with her eyes.
Marcus was staring at her face from half a meter away. He could notice this small movement.
As for the burly men, they were quite a distance away. Not only were they cursing enthusiastically, most of them were also staring at Lorna's exposed snow-white skin under the straps of her hot pants. They probably didn't have the time to pay attention to her eyes.
Then she pretended to be afraid and hid behind Marcos. She quickly whispered, "Run to the right later."
Marcus was stunned. Before he could understand what was going on, he heard a series of explosions coming from above his head. The light bulbs in the bar, big and small, were extinguishing one after another.
Under Lorna's control, two thin, grayish-black blades quickly shattered the light bulbs.
This was an alloy dagger that Luke had specially designed for Lorna. Although it was only three centimeters long and one centimeter wide, it had the right weight and was very fast.
The grayish-black matte surface made them even more inconspicuous.
In less than two seconds, the entire bar was almost completely dark. Only a few small lights in the distance were still on.
The burly men weren't professionals.
From the moment the light bulbs exploded to the moment the bar went dark, they just looked around blankly.
Torres, the short fatty, reacted quickly. "It's their doing. Let's go and catch them."
Marcus didn't quite understand what was going on, but Lorna suddenly pulled him and whispered in his ear, "Run."
He immediately remembered Lorna's warning. With a kick and a punch, he broke through the uneven encirclement. Holding Lorna's hand, he ran to the right.
In less than twenty seconds, the young couple rushed out the back door and disappeared into the alley.
Half a minute later, a group of burly men finally rushed out from the back door. Looking at the empty alley, they couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.
The short and stout Torres's face was twisted. He pointed at his men and cursed, "Are you pigs? How could you let them escape like this? You can't even compare to that little bitch. "
All the burly men lowered their heads. They couldn't help but curse inwardly, You're the last one to chase after them? You're even worse than pigs.
Torres let it go after cursing for a while.
He took out his phone and dialed a number. After hanging up, he waved his hand and said, "Go back. Call for reinforcements. We'll go to that bitch's place and wait for her. As long as we catch that rich bitch, I don't believe that traitor Marcus will be willing to part with her money. "
All the burly men cheered.
Since they were going to arrest Lorna, they could search this rich woman's place for some extra income.
The group of people excitedly returned to the front door, started the car, and rumbled away.
Lorna and Marcus, who had just escaped, quickly returned to the coffee shop's parking lot at the foot of the mountain.
Parking the car, Lorna silently opened the door and walked up the mountain.
Marcus hurriedly turned off the engine and locked the car before he caught up. "Lorna, it's not what you think …"
Lorna didn't stop. She said calmly, "There's no need to rush. Tell me everything later when you have time."
Stumped, Marcus looked conflicted. Was he really going to tell her?
But he didn't want Lorna to know anything about that experience, or he would feel that he was too lousy.
…
At the same time, Luke and Selina were eating kebabs at a roadside stall.
Yes, there were kebabs here too.
But the kebabs were cucumbers, onions, and green peppers, with pork, beef, and chicken in the middle, as well as the local spicy sauce.
Compared with Luke's all-meat kebabs, this kebabs were more refreshing.
In one bite, the juices from the meat and the vegetables mixed in one's mouth, and it tasted pretty good.
Luke paid 200 dollars in advance, and the boss naturally agreed to deliver the kebabs. This was pretty much the same as the kebabs in China in his previous life.
Luke and Gold Nugget waited at the stone table ten meters behind the stall, and waited for the boss to roast the kebabs.
Luke and Gold Nugget had said before they paid in advance that they would have to pay in advance for every 200 dollars they ate, and that anything they couldn't finish would be a tip.
Also, if there were other customers, they could split the profits equally — Luke would take half, and the other customers would take half.
Of course, the boss didn't object. He wouldn't lose out no matter what.
Apart from the chicken kebabs, Luke also ordered the hot and sour roast lamb chop, which was the main course for the two of them and the dog. Otherwise, even if the boss's hands were broken, it wouldn't be enough for Gold Nugget.
Then, Selina ordered smoked eggplant and roasted kale salad.
She really liked the garlic eggplant that Luke roasted, and her interest in eggplant food grew a lot.
Needless to say, the roasted kale salad was a local specialty that was sweet and sour.
After tasting it, Luke politely declined it.
He wasn't interested in most salads to begin with, and this one was no exception.
The boss of the roadside stall kept delivering kebabs and food.
When he received 200 dollars for the fifth time, his initial delight turned into astonishment, and he gradually felt a little horrified.
Luke could only use some mental hypnosis. "Don't worry. We often participate in eating competitions all over the world. It's no problem for us to eat more than 200 hot dogs in one go."
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