After retreating more than ten meters, Lu Ke gradually began to accelerate, taking small but quick steps on the ground.
When he approached the truck, his first step was still two meters away from the truck. On his second step, he stepped on the wooden board at the back of the truck. On his third step, he forcibly closed his legs and stomped down heavily, landing on the wooden board on the roof.
Then, he flew up.
The roof of the truck was already 1.7 meters high. With the help of the pair of toys on his legs, Lu Ke flew into the air and slanted towards the top of the barbed wire.
The moment he approached the barbed wire, his body began to bend as he fell. His legs, along with the pair of toys, became parallel to the barbed wire.
This was similar to the rhythm of the athlete in pole vault and high jump. He just happened to skim over the top of the barbed wire.
However, Lu Ke did not have an air cushion under him.
Using inertia, he completed a forward somersault. When he was two meters above the ground, he completely adjusted his posture. His legs landed firmly on the ground. Following the momentum and elasticity, he ran for more than ten meters before finally stopping.
Lu Ke sat down on a slightly raised slope and untied the elastic stilts on his legs. Then he found a bush not far away, grabbed a stone, and dug a shallow pit near its roots. He threw the pair of toys in and buried them.
After doing this, Lu Ke walked into the distance.
This walk took more than five hours. In the distance, a row of densely packed shantytowns appeared.
Lu Ke was reassured that his guess was correct. There was indeed a town here.
There were many such places on the US-Mexico border. On this side of the border, the United States was desolate, while on the other side of the border, there were small towns.
There was a medium-sized town 30 kilometers away from the crossing point that Lu Ke had chosen.
He took out a small mirror and checked his outfit. After making sure that the big sunglasses and a red scarf covering the lower half of his face were fine, he entered the town.
The official language of Mexico was Spanish, but over a long period of time, the language here and Spain had become very different.
At the same time, because of the United States, many people here knew a little English.
At least they could understand simple words like "buy" and "car."
Not long after, Lu Ke set off in a broken car that he had just bought.
The car was old, but it was also very cheap. The price of eight hundred dollars was probably because it had been stolen many times.
Of course, the other party must have taken advantage of him. Lu Ke was well aware of this, but he had no time to argue with the car seller.
His vacation this time was only ten days, and he had already spent two days here.
He had to leave at least three days for the return trip, so he couldn't take more than five days.
The less time he had, the more dangerous his actions would be.
At that moment, Lu Ke only had a little over two thousand dollars left, but he wasn't in a hurry.
Driving the broken car, Lu Ke took out a map of Mexico that he had studied countless times and quickly drove to his destination.
The Carlos Family was an up-and-coming small family that was not very powerful in Mexico.
In order to save money, they chose a small town near the Texas border as the family's stronghold.
However, in recent years, they had made a lot of money, and it was said that they were already looking for a new family territory.
But until now, they were still entrenched in this small town called Primer.
This was Mexico. Most small towns in the United States had a population of a few thousand or even a few hundred. Here, the town had close to ten thousand people, and the strongest was the Carlos Family.
When Lu Ke passed a few small towns along the way, he bought some bottled water.
He didn't care about the food. He couldn't guarantee its hygiene, and he didn't want his stomach to go through this unknown test.
But he had high-calorie food in his backpack that could last a day or two.
In one day, Lu Ke only refueled once and drove on the road.
The car was old on the outside, but the interior was still fine. This was the experience that Lu Ke had learned from Robert. It was simple to determine if a car could be started and not crash after driving for a while.
The car was really powerful. Although there was no air conditioning, a piece of the window was broken, and the seat cushion had several holes from the bullets, it kept moving steadily.
Before nightfall, Lu Ke arrived at his destination, Primer.
He didn't rush in stupidly. He stopped a kilometer away from the town and drove in under the shade of a tree.
He got out of the car and set up a simple security system before resting in the car.
When the sky was completely dark, Lu Ke put on some makeup. He stuck a big beard on his face and put on some thick, medium-length hair. At first glance, he looked like an artistic youth.
Then, he set off on foot and entered Primer.
This place was similar to most small towns in Mexico. It was definitely dirty and messy, but there were two very good nightclubs.
One of them was the Carlos Family's business.
They openly sold their goods here and attracted rich tourists from the United States to spend their money.
In their nightclub, as long as the customers had money, they could do many things that they couldn't do in the United States. Also, they had a good reputation and would never rob their customers.
That made sense.
To the Carlos Family, the cost of the goods was ridiculously low. They sold them to the American tourists at the lowest retail price in the United States.
95% of the money sold in the nightclub could be counted as pure profit.
Now, this nightclub was quite famous in the United States and business was booming.
After all, a nightclub could at most serve three to four hundred customers a night, but their customers came from all over the United States.
Lu Ke had already seen this information in the information provided by Chris. That was why he could find them so easily.
Compared to a real drug lord, the Carlos Family was at most a small fry. They didn't have enough resources.
A real drug lord would have hundreds of elite gunmen and thousands of lackeys on the periphery. It would be difficult for Lu Ke to kill them all.
In the dark, Lu Ke walked around the nightclub called Saprella several times. Finally, he returned to the door and gave each of the two men at the door a Franklins. He wriggled his body and walked in.
The two thugs looked at each other in dismay, then shrugged at each other and ignored this lunatic.
They weren't in the United States. Who would give tips? Besides, they weren't doormen.
But if a rich man was willing to throw money around, they were happy to accept it.
They had seen a lot of idiots who came to have fun, and a hundred dollars wasn't much for them.
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