Although most of the women on the beach were average, there were a lot of beautiful Brazilian girls and tourists from all over the world.
The sunny weather, the beach bikinis, and their alluring bodies were unobstructed.
The longer Luke stared at the beach volleyball team, the more he nodded.
The waitress who delivered Luke's food smiled sweetly. "If you want, I can play a game with you after work."
Luke glanced at the Brazilian beauty, who looked sixteen at most, but had a body that was even more explosive than that of many women in their twenties. He smiled. "That's a pity, but I'm busy later."
The beauty shrugged casually. "Then I wish you luck."
Luke nodded with a smile and gave her five dollars. "But thank you for the reminder. I won't miss out on anything here. It's too wonderful."
The Brazilian beauty smiled and took the bill from his hand. "You're really good at coaxing girls."
She then took out a card from the back pocket of her jeans and gave it to him. "You're very cute, so I won't charge you for the first time."
Stunned for a moment, Luke watched her leave, then looked at the card in his hand and couldn't help but laugh.
It turned out that she was a professional playmate.
After the interlude, nobody bothered Luke again.
Crouching in a corner of the restaurant, he took out his laptop and checked the files.
The location that the owner of the newspaper stand had pointed out didn't have a sign for Wild Jungle, but he still zoomed in on the satellite map nearby to observe the traffic.
That was a big den. If anyone escaped, he would have to chase after them.
I hope it won't be so troublesome. That was what he thought.
It was evening. After having dinner at the restaurant, Luke put on his backpack and got on the bus.
After spending forty minutes on the bus, he arrived at the Wild Jungle Bar.
At seven o 'clock, people were starting to enter the bar.
Pondering for a moment, Luke found a secluded corner and put on some makeup.
Wearing sunglasses in a bar at night was too coquettish. He was either a movie actor or a movie character.
Now, he adjusted his skin to be slightly brown, which solved the problem of not being able to tan no matter how hard he tried.
He was wearing black contact lenses to cover his icy blue eyes. His hair, which had been sprayed black, his beard, and his slightly slanted eyes made him look like a completely different person.
A few minutes later, he walked into the bar empty-handed.
The layout inside was similar to that of most bars.
The lights were slightly hazy, and some colors were interspersed. There was also very soft music, and the customers who gathered together and whispered to each other seemed very normal.
Luke sat down at the counter and ordered a bottle of guarana.
In response to this request, the bartender's expression remained the same.
It wasn't rare to see foreign guests who were allergic to alcohol coming to the bar. In any case, most of the guests who came to the bar weren't here to drink.
Drinking the juice, Luke had already scouted the area with Sharp Nose.
The main target of the reconnaissance was the upper two floors of this spacious three-story building, which should be where Christophe's people were gathered.
There were about thirty people on the upper two floors, but there weren't many people on the third floor, especially in a certain spacious office.
According to the tattooed man, this was his base. Pedro da Silva, the person in charge, was out during the day and would usually come back here to rest at night.
Luke wasn't in a hurry. He finished the guarana unhurriedly and ordered a glass of Brazilian berry juice.
It had to be said that there were a lot of tropical fruits in Brazil. Apart from the common ones, nobody knew whether there were dozens or hundreds of specialties.
It was a pity that the glutton Na hadn't come with him, or she would have had a great time drinking the juice here.
Very soon, a beautiful woman sat down on his right.
Luke had actually noticed her before she came over. His back was to her, and he had a rather strange expression on his face.
But it was only for a short moment before he regained his composure. He pondered in his heart, 'What is this person doing here? Was she trying to steal his kill?
Thinking that, he turned his head and greeted her with a smile. "Hi, can I buy you a drink?"
The Latin American beauty looked to be in her late twenties, and her long black hair covered half her face.
Hearing Luke's invitation, she glanced at him from the corner of her eye and said indifferently, "How old are you? Does your mom know you're drinking here? "
Luke shrugged and gestured at her with the glass in his hand. "Juice. Actually, I want to buy you juice too. "
The black-haired beauty was stunned for a moment. She glanced at the drink in his glass, and her lips twitched.
It wasn't uncommon for people to come to a bar without drinking.
But it was absolutely rare for a man to buy a woman a glass of juice.
She looked back at him. "Save your pocket money for the girls at school. I don't need it."
Luke didn't think much of it. "Can we talk?"
The black-haired beauty was about to refuse, but looking at his tender face and sincere eyes, her heart somehow softened. "What do you want to talk about?"
Pondering for a moment, Luke said, "Tell me, if someone feels that they can't keep up with you and wants to go home to farm, how do you dispel that thought?"
The black-haired beauty was stunned, but a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes, and she was silent for a long time.
It was a very simple question. The keywords were actually "home" and "farewell," which could easily evoke the reaction of certain people, such as the person next to her.
Lost in thought for a moment, she sighed. "I don't know. Maybe … going back to her hometown with her isn't a bad choice? "
Luke nodded, deep in thought. "Is that so? Then what if … "
Just like that, the two of them began to chat idly.
Luke didn't ask many questions, and as he casually diverted the conversation to other things, the topic soon deviated from the original direction.
The black-haired beauty also withdrew from the initial question, but she still felt a little strange about Luke.
She had the feeling that this young man who looked very young seemed a little old.
But he was also very different from the boys at school who pretended to be melancholic and mature. It was just that she couldn't describe it accurately.
Thankfully, Luke's conversation with her was completely casual. Even if she didn't say anything for a few minutes, he would still look around leisurely and didn't insist on her answering.
The two of them seemed to be chatting, but also like strangers who were casually killing time with each other.
It was already eight o 'clock, and the bar was already bustling.
Hot beauties and all kinds of men crowded in, and the atmosphere was completely different from when Luke first came in.
A Latin American DJ with dreadlocks walked up to a small stage, fiddled with the equipment a few times, and then slowly raised his hands.
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