Luke had already picked her up. He said as he walked, "So, we need to take a shower. I'll prove it to you while we're at it."
Vanessa was a little nervous. "What are you going to do?"
"To prove to you that I still have enough stamina to work out for another hour," Luke replied with a smile.
Vanessa's face stiffened, and she tightened her arms around his neck. "No, I believe you."
Smiling, Luke tightened his grip. "No, I'm a man of my word."
Vanessa struggled. "No, I'm tired. I need to sleep."
Luke said, "It's too late, ma 'am. I still owe you a lot of interest, and we don't have much time. "
Vanessa was lost for words. "… You b * stard. Ah …"
For the past few days, Vanessa had completely cut off all communication with the people in the city to prevent herself from being tracked.
So, she didn't know that many gangs had been worried about the major crimes in Rio in the past few days.
More than ten gang lairs had been wiped out, and hundreds of gang leaders and bottom-level gunmen had been killed.
The underground car market had been the hardest hit. Thirty percent of the people had disappeared, and all of them belonged to Guadano and his allies.
Luke's "night swim" that she had discovered meant that the cleanup operation had been completed.
The next day, Luke and Selina flew to Honduras.
This was a country that was even more chaotic than Rio. In fact, there weren't many countries in South America that weren't chaotic, but Honduras was one of the best.
In the one hundred and twenty-five years of modern history, Honduras has experienced one hundred and thirty-nine revolts and fifty-nine wars.
Juarez, Mexico, was often rated as the most dangerous city in the world, but several cities in Honduras were among the top ten most dangerous cities in the world. On average, more than ten people died of murder every day.
It was safe to say that the people of this country had never experienced peace in several lifetimes.
It wasn't Luke's idea to come here, but Vanessa's.
She was going to leave the country under a new identity and travel around South America under different names and identities, before flying to Europe.
It would be very difficult for anyone to find her then.
Even though Vanessa was a thrill-seeker, her recent experiences had satisfied her wild heart. She also had a lot of cash on her, which was enough for her to take a relaxing trip to Europe that would last several months.
Luke had only accompanied her here to check out the environment.
He was very satisfied with his gains in Rio, and a place like Honduras was not bad either.
In fact, the two of them had been wandering around San Pedro Sula, the second largest city in Honduras, for most of the day.
San Pedro Sula had been competing with Juarez, Mexico for the title of the most dangerous city in the world for a long time. Noon was its safest time.
It was only because neither Luke nor Vanessa were ordinary people that they could stroll around the city so leisurely for half a day.
Vanessa Ben Ali found it strange that Luke was strolling around town.
But in less than an hour, the two of them had a broken car.
Their mode of transportation had just been robbed from a few hooligans.
Seeing Luke take out a towel from his backpack and invite her to sit down, Vanessa didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No wonder this guy turned down the idea of renting a car in the beginning. It turned out that this was his plan.
They would be going their separate ways in less than twenty-four hours, and robbing a broken car and leaving it behind was easy and troublesome.
Vanessa's flight was at night. Instead of staying in a hotel, they wandered around for a bit, before entering a bar on the side of the road in the evening.
It was the best bar in the area.
Half of the neon sign had been blown off, and the glass on the windows had been reinforced with scotch tape. There were many bullet holes scattered on the glass, which was the only way to prevent them from falling due to the frequent gunfire.
But this really was the best bar in the area.
They ordered canned drinks from the bar counter, and the two of them drank leisurely.
He could only be sure that the canned drinks were fine, but he couldn't guarantee the quality of the other drinks and the ingredients in them.
The bar was lively, but a lot of people didn't seem to be serious.
The atmosphere here was heated and violent. Ten minutes after they entered, a fight broke out.
The cause was a Latin American woman with a voluptuous body and beautiful black hair on the dance floor being hit on by a group of hooligans.
Naturally, the hooligans weren't serious. Several of them surrounded the woman and talked to her as they tried to grab her.
Luke even saw one of the hooligans kneading the black-haired woman's butt.
He looked at Vanessa and asked, "Do we need help?"
Vanessa turned around and shook her head. "There's too much of this. We don't need to do anything as long as we don't drag her into an alley."
Luke nodded.
At that moment, a black baldie not far away from Luke chuckled and leaned closer. "Buddy, your girlfriend is very calm."
Luke nodded with a smile. "Of course. She's just that unique. I'm fascinated by her."
The black baldie chuckled again and raised his Dry Martini.
Martine (dry martini), she motioned to him and took a sip.
Luke returned the gesture with his own drink. He felt that the black baldie was vaguely familiar.
However, it was easy for him to go blind when it came to black people. He couldn't even tell if some of them were genders just by looking at their faces, so he didn't pay much attention to them.
Vanessa simply gave Luke a half-smile with her electric eyes, and couldn't be bothered with the two men's vulgar nonsense.
In the middle of the dance floor, the black-haired woman smiled charmingly at the hooligans' molestation. "Does it feel good?"
The group of hooligans whistled and said 'good' repeatedly.
"F * ck you! It's better to touch you at home! " With a loud roar, the black-haired woman suddenly stood up and directly swung her hand. With a "pia" sound, she slapped the hooligan who touched her butt so hard that he turned 365 degrees.
Luke's lips twitched as he praised her inwardly, What great arm strength!
Even if this little hooligan wasn't very strong, he still had the physique of an ordinary person. His slap was too ferocious.
The fight began.
The black baldie moved slightly as he watched the hooligans surround the black-haired woman, as if he were going to get up.
But when the black-haired woman roared and slapped the hooligans unconscious, the black baldie was dumbfounded.
His Dry
He brought the martini to his lips, intending to take one last sip before saving the damsel in distress. However, he forgot to continue moving and just stopped at his mouth, his eyes staring straight at the black-haired woman.
The black-haired woman went all out. She grabbed a hooligan's finger that was reaching out to grab her neck and twisted it. An abnormally crisp cracking sound rang out.
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