Luke searched his backpack and took out another black bag, which he tossed to the short man in the sports car. "Don't talk too much about selling cars, or you know what's going to happen."
The short man snorted. "Do I need you to tell me that?"
Luke chuckled and climbed into the driver's seat of the Hummer. He closed the door and waved at Vanessa. "Thanks. I'll ask you for a referral next time I buy a car."
The short man couldn't help but interject, "Hey, can't you just ask me? I have a lot of cars … "
Vanessa shot him a disdainful look, but didn't say anything.
The short man was the boss of a car dealership in the black market, and he wasn't bragging at all.
Luke, however, shook his head regretfully. "Sorry, I don't like men, so I don't want you to earn my referral fee." He then stepped on the gas pedal, and the Hummer rumbled away.
Stumped for a moment, the short man then made two international gestures at the back of the Hummer. "I don't like men either!"
After that, he turned around and sighed helplessly at Vanessa. "Fine, if it were me, I'd like to make a deal with you too."
"Leave my share and get the hell out of here," said Vanessa coldly.
The short man snorted and quickly checked the money in the black bag. He wrapped two stacks in newspaper and tossed them to her. "Okay. Next time this wastrel buys a car, make sure you introduce him to me. You see, I'm a trustworthy person. If I say 10% … "
Vanessa took the bag of money and left, too lazy to talk to him.
Lost for a moment, the short man said unhappily, "So what if you're rich? So what if you're rich? F * ck me … Fine, it's true that you're rich. "
…
Luke drove in the dark.
On his way, he filled up the car at a gas station and bought water, food, and juice from a nearby supermarket.
Ten minutes later, he got back on the road and headed for Niteroi on the bridge.
As he drove, he recalled the intelligence that Pedro had given him.
It had to be said that Pedro was quite a cunning boss.
The locations that he had given him weren't where Christopher was, but Hernan Reyes's hideout.
If Luke was stupid enough to charge in, he would probably be shot by hundreds of guns.
Unfortunately, Luke interrogated Pedro's two bodyguards separately.
The two of them followed Pedro every day, so they knew a lot of information.
After comparing the testimonies of the three men, Pedro's plan to lure Luke to Hernan's place to die fell through.
Of course, Pedro, who was already dead, didn't know that even if he hadn't done that, Luke would've gone after Hernan sooner or later.
In Luke's eyes, this bigshot was an experience bag that was wandering around Rio.
Christophe, on the other hand, had gone abroad a few days ago. The two bodyguards didn't know whether he was in America or some other country in South America.
Lisa Feng's whereabouts, however, had been found.
The people who captured Lisa Feng were Pedro and the two bodyguards.
They sent the female DEA agent to the Itaoka Mountains to the northeast of Niteroi.
The two bodyguards didn't know the exact location. They hadn't been to the mountain stronghold often, and didn't even know how far it was.
It was also a mountainous area, and there were no buildings or streets that could serve as landmarks.
Luke didn't think much of it.
After he reached the mountain, he would send out the drone and check out the places where people were gathered. It wouldn't be hard to find the secret mountain stronghold.
The only thing he wasn't sure was how long it would take him to complete the search.
He hoped that it wouldn't be too long. He still had to go back to Rio to reap the experience bag that was Hernan Reyes.
In the darkness of the night, Luke crossed the sea bridge and drove northeast along the seaside road.
In the middle of the night, he pulled over and lay down to sleep for two hours.
This was one of the benefits of the modified Hummer. The steel plates on the outside were enough to withstand regular rifle bullets.
At the very least, Luke wouldn't have to worry about bullets suddenly shooting at him from outside.
At four in the morning, after a good night's sleep, he got out of bed and stretched comfortably before he washed his face and brushed his teeth.
He had breakfast on the grass outside the car. Patting his belly in satisfaction, he got into the car and set off.
The drone took off again and moved forward at a constant speed not far ahead of the car.
Luke had searched all the way here last night, but hadn't found any place that matched the mountain stronghold.
He had been busy the whole day yesterday, and needed a proper rest to adjust his condition.
At that moment, he was full and ready to get to work.
The drone found traces one after another, but it turned out to be the mountain villas of certain rich people, and gave two false warnings.
An hour later, the third warning came. When Luke saw the place, he felt that he had found the right place.
There was a wooden bungalow surrounded by barbed wire next to a small river, as well as a sentry tower and armed guards. It was basically the same environment as the two bodyguards had described.
It didn't look like a vacation place for rich people, but more like a prison cell.
Luke parked the Hummer in the woods on the side of the road and hid it. He took out his tablet and started to investigate with the drone.
He could see five guards in the mountain stronghold, and that was just the number of people who were on night duty.
Logically speaking, there couldn't be fewer than fifteen guards here, or there wouldn't be enough patrols.
Brazil wasn't short of people who would risk their lives for money, so he had to estimate the number of guards a little higher, around twenty to twenty-five.
As the drone circled the area, it suddenly sent back another image.
Luke observed it and saw that it was another camp two kilometers away.
Compared with the stronghold here, that camp looked more like a military camp. There were more patrols inside, and there were also barracks. A conservative estimate was that there were more than a hundred people there, and that camp was directly connected to the small stronghold here by a road.
Luke rubbed his chin. Why did it look like Christophe's private military camp?
Suddenly, the drone gave a warning.
He paused for a moment, then quickly landed the drone. At the same time, he adjusted the camera and looked at the sky.
A moment later, a small drone that looked like a model plane streaked across the sky.
Luke scratched his head. So, he wasn't the only one doing reconnaissance around here?
He thought for a moment, then took out a drone from his inventory and launched it into the sky.
This time, the drone didn't approach the small stronghold. Instead, it hovered above his car and searched the stronghold.
It didn't take long for him to notice something unusual.
In the dark woods a hundred meters away from the stronghold, a team of six people had already stealthily hidden themselves.
Their special combat equipment was clearly American-style, and their night vision goggles were equally eye-catching.
What was American-style? To sum it up, it was expensive!
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