There were more than fifty people in the Latin boys' nest, and many of them were prostitutes who were there to serve them. It wasn't a good time for Luke to go missing.
Since he was in a hurry, he didn't do a big purge, and simply went straight to the point.
He had just finished questioning the boss, when there was a huge explosion in the distance.
Luke walked to the window and looked in that direction, but he didn't remember anything.
He dragged the boss over and pressed him against the window. "Tell me, what was that place?"
The boss only took one look before he hurriedly said, "It's an abandoned factory. It's Garcia's territory. I heard that it's a processing center."
Luke nodded. "Thank you." He put his hands around the boss's head and turned it around.
Not far away, the black-hearted lawyer, whose mouth was covered with duct tape, was terrified.
The boss, whose back was to him, suddenly turned his head 180 degrees and stared at him with dead fish eyes. The black-hearted lawyer trembled all over, but he could only whimper through the duct tape.
A moment later, the black-hearted lawyer also disappeared from this world.
It would be too troublesome to make everyone in this stronghold disappear, but it wouldn't be hard to make the boss, the black-hearted lawyer, and their bodyguards disappear.
It would be even scarier to have a few people in a group go missing for no reason than to have them all go missing.
Luke didn't mind making the legend of the Ghost Butcher even more mysterious.
When he was done, the gang members in the stronghold had all gathered at the front door to watch the explosion in the distance, and Luke took the opportunity to leave from the side.
He had already obtained the information he wanted.
Bloodmint's enemy was the Garcia family, which was led by Diego Garcia.
Diego Garcia was on file in Luke's database, but … he wasn't on the first list.
The Garcia family's activities weren't in downtown Los Angeles, but in the greater Los Angeles area further east.
Luke had only cleaned up two of their nests in the city before.
Five years ago, when Bloodmint and her family were shot, it happened on the east side of Los Angeles, and her targets of revenge were the district attorney and the judge in Los Angeles.
That was why LAPD was involved in this case.
Of course, this also made Luke pay attention to the Garcia family.
A lot of people would probably be unhappy with the final outcome, but the people of Los Angeles would definitely be happy to see it.
Thinking about that, Luke drove all the way to the explosion site.
After circling around the ruined factory warehouse, he turned the steering wheel and drove further east.
After driving for more than 20 minutes, his expression changed, and he drove into an alley.
After getting out of the car, he jumped into a yard and walked to a pile of junk in the backyard. He looked at the figure lying there and sighed silently. I asked for help, but you said no. Now you're lying on the ground!
Raising his hand, he pulled her up from the ground and helped her out of the courtyard.
Walking in the alley, the person in his hand regained some consciousness. When she saw Luke in black, she tried to struggle.
"I'm Puncher!" He took out his phone and played the message.
When he took out his phone, the woman stopped struggling. Hearing the familiar voice, her body went limp and she fainted.
Luke sighed and took her to his car.
Driving the car to a secluded spot, he put down the passenger seat and examined the woman with a flashlight. Very soon, he locked his eyes on her waist.
Taking out a med kit, he cut open the clothes around her waist. Looking at the wound, he couldn't help but grit his teeth. Why were her injuries getting worse every time?
This time, there was a ten-centimeter-long wound on her waist, which was in a very dangerous position.
Naturally, the person who was injured was Bloodmint.
Luke mocked inwardly, You called yourself Bloodmint because you had a premonition that you wouldn't stop bleeding, right?
Even as he mocked her inwardly, he moved faster and faster. Holding the flashlight in his mouth, he took out medical supplies and treated her wounds.
Twenty minutes later, Luke was finally done treating her wounds.
The woman was covered in wounds, but only the wound on her waist was more dangerous.
The good news was that the wound on her waist didn't hurt her important organs, which was probably the result of her hard training.
How to avoid injuring the vital organs when under attack was also a field of study.
After everything was done, Luke had just taken off the rubber gloves, when he heard a phone ring in the car.
Frowning, he quickly put the gloves back into the plastic bag and put on the special gloves again, before he found a phone on Bloodmint.
Looking at the number on it, he picked up the call.
"Riley North! Listen, we're under the overpass. Listen to whose voice it is … "
Without batting an eyelid, Luke took out his fake phone with his other hand and quickly aimed it at Bloodmint's phone.
The next moment, a gentle female voice rang out. "Hello, the number you've dialed is not in service. Please try again later …"
The other end of the line suddenly fell silent.
Luke immediately hung up and turned off his phone. He started the car and drove to a certain location.
Looking at Bloodmint, who was half-asleep because of the analgesic, Luke shook his head.
It seemed that he could only take matters into his own hands and help this angry mother complete "a little" of the preliminary work.
He didn't even need to guess to know that Garcia was near the overpass where Bloodmint had been hiding earlier.
A few minutes later, Luke parked the car on the side of the road, got out, closed the door, and turned on the car's color-changing system.
Then, he ran, leaped over a two-meter-tall wall, and landed in the alley next door.
After a few steps, Luke stuck his head out of the corner and saw a bunch of armed criminals standing under the overpass not far away.
He sneered inwardly. Experience and credit points were delivered to his doorstep, but he didn't deserve them.
In the dim light, he saw a slightly familiar face — Diego Garcia.
It was a middle-aged man with a crew cut and a mustache.
At that moment, he was cursing angrily as he dialed his phone.
Picking up the phone and listening for a moment, he cursed again. "That b * stard actually dared to turn off his phone? Bandera, kill that little girl for me. "
Luke's face darkened, but he didn't stop. He quickly typed something into his fake phone and played it. "Garcia, are you looking for me?"
This time, the phone's volume was very loud, and it immediately attracted the attention of the criminals not far away.
"Riley North?" Garcia looked at her suspiciously.
For some reason, he felt that the female voice was familiar, as if he had heard it before, but it didn't sound like Riley North's.
But this was the first time he had met Riley North tonight. She had only said two short sentences, and Garcia wasn't sure if it was her voice.
Luke curled his lip and typed again. "Do you want to see me?"
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