Luke had a strange expression on his face. "Naked …? Really? "
Vanessa blushed. "What do you think?"
Luke nodded, deep in thought. "So, we're even now?"
Vanessa wrapped her arms around his neck and murmured in his ear, "That money doesn't seem to be enough, does it?"
Luke chuckled. "Then, let's find a more comfortable place and slowly discuss how we're going to repay the principal and interest."
Vanessa didn't say anything else. She simply bit his earlobe gently. She was clearly very interested in how he was going to repay the principal and interest.
At that moment, on the bridge, Flegg looked at the two bodies in the car and ordered, "Let's go. We'll send these two piles of trash back. They might be useful for experiments."
An agent next to him, however, looked at the sea and asked, "What about the safe?"
As he walked, Flegg said, "Do you want to fish it up and take it away in front of the Rio police?"
The agent thought for a moment and realized that it made sense.
Flegg said in a low voice, "Find someone who's familiar with underwater operations and sneak it away at night."
The agent beamed.
If there really was that much money in the safe, they would get at least a hundred thousand as a bonus.
He hurriedly asked, "Boss, are we just going to ignore the person who killed the two Hedgehogs?"
Flegg got into the car and said, "Just tell the CIA here to keep an eye on him."
The agent nodded, got into the driver's seat, and drove away.
At most, they would keep an eye on the person who killed the Hedgehog brothers, but they wouldn't pay too much attention to him.
After all, based on the intelligence, the black man had only demonstrated extraordinary marksmanship, strong rope skills, and good driving skills.
That was all normal.
Flegg himself could easily kill or capture idiotic supernatural beings like the Hedgehog brothers.
Supernatural beings who only had strength but no brains or skills were nothing to be afraid of.
Why did most of the Transcendents disappear? It wasn't that they were peaceful, but that they didn't have the guts.
Most of the superhumans could not fight against a small group of well-trained elite soldiers who worked together well with great teamwork.
If Flegg and his dozens of agents were prepared, they would be able to fight most extraordinary humans.
As long as their superpowers were not particularly troublesome, it was only a matter of time before they were caught.
"Boss, that black man isn't any worse than our team's average, right?" the agent who was driving asked casually.
Flegg hummed and said, "Something like that."
In fact, according to his estimation, his team members should be slightly weaker than that person, and he might be slightly better than that person.
But this kind of difference didn't mean much.
Ordinary elites didn't have much of an advantage in terms of numbers.
Unless he was like a certain former colleague of his who had reached the pinnacle of human combat tactics, he would not be able to display the terrifying effect of a single person being an army.
Flegg knew very well that if it weren't for his loyalty to America, he wouldn't be irreplaceable.
In the following days, Luke had a leisurely and efficient schedule.
During the day, he and Vanessa, the local tour guide, disguised themselves and toured various scenic spots in Rio. At night, they would check into a hotel and spend the night together.
Late at night, after Vanessa had fallen asleep from exhaustion, he went out to harvest energetically.
Every day, he would return to the hotel before dawn, sleep for two hours, and wake up the electrifying eyes woman to continue repaying the principal and interest.
As the saying went, there was a limit to work and leisure time.
His experience and credit points in the system skyrocketed by more than three thousand every day.
This wasn't his jurisdiction, and it wasn't a peaceful city, so his methods of harvesting experience and credit points were even simpler and more violent.
After killing one group of people, he would throw some of their bodies to the enemy's nest, and then kill the people on the other side.
This became a gang fight.
As for why these gangs suddenly fought each other, nobody knew.
But when their members were dead, these gangs didn't have any intention of sitting down and talking things over. They simply took out their weapons and fought.
Thankfully, these fights basically didn't involve the downtown area or the tourist area in the south, so Luke and Vanessa's trip wasn't affected.
Today, it rained in Rio.
Without the clear sky, Rio had a different kind of beauty in the rain.
In the cool and damp sea breeze, Luke slept in a cabin by the sea with Vanessa in his arms.
It was a detached villa.
After staying in a hotel for too long, it was a pleasure to stay in a seaside cabin once in a while.
It was very quiet in the villa. There was only the faint sound of the sea breeze and rain on the roof and the trees outside.
In Luke's arms, Vanessa's smooth and warm body was warm, but he looked at the sky and pondered his next plan of action.
Given the amount of interest he had paid today, Vanessa would sleep until dawn.
A rainy night was also more suitable for him to go out and do things.
Suddenly, his fake phone vibrated.
Luke quickly grabbed the phone and frowned when he saw the map that had suddenly appeared and the dozen red dots on it.
He instantly put a T-shirt on Vanessa, who was sleeping soundly next to him, and ran off.
Opening the door to the cabin that faced the sea, he turned into a blurry shadow and instantly rushed over the ten-meter-long plank and plunged into the sea.
Vanessa, who was in his arms, woke up in the sea with a start. She had a strange expression on her face. "You … ugh."
Luke covered her mouth and whispered in her ear, "There's a gunman."
Vanessa immediately shut her mouth and crossed her arms, allowing Luke to quickly lead her through the ocean.
In less than twenty seconds, Luke took her to the beach a hundred meters away, and they hid under the porch of another cabin.
"Wait here and don't make a sound. I'll be back soon," he said softly and was about to leave.
Vanessa pulled him. "Don't go if it's dangerous."
She was confident in his combat ability, but the enemy had come prepared, while Luke was only wearing a pair of shorts.
They were in a very bad situation.
Luke chuckled and touched her under her T-shirt. "I'm not an idiot. I'll be fine."
Saying that, he jumped back into the sea and returned to his cabin.
Swoosh!
A streak of fire suddenly dashed out not far away and shot into Luke and Selina's cabin.
Boom!
A ball of fire suddenly burst out in the small house, and a series of crackling sounds rang out in the house.
Seeing that in the sea, Luke raised an eyebrow. Hey, they've even taken out an RPG, and it's a premade grenade. Do they want to turn me into a hornet's nest?
After the small house was destroyed by the grenade, more than a dozen black shadows quickly closed in, kicked open the door and rushed in.
"Where's everyone?"
"There's no one on the bed."
"There's no one in the bathroom either."
"Let's go to the beach."
Seizing the opportunity, Luke went ashore not far away from the cabin and quietly disappeared into the bushes and flowers on the shore.
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