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Hector was originally just a member of a gang with a few underlings who met by accident five years ago, under Phoenix's elaborate scheme.
At first he thought Phoenix was just a decent white male who wanted to do business with them.
As a result, as the deal deepens, Phoenix easily grasps the evidence of his crime and reveals his identity to Hector.
... turns out he's an FBI agent who wants Hector to introduce Phoenix to the biggest gang in the U.S. and Mexico, so he can catch the gang leader, Diego.
To be honest, no one was not afraid of Diego. His sphere of influence was too large and his methods were very ruthless. He would easily make those who offended him pay a painful price.
Hector's former friend died at Diego's hands because of this incident.
He could never forget the bloody corpse he had seen that day, the fear, the sadness, the deep thrill Hector would never forget.
Therefore, Hector, who had selfishness, agreed to Phoenix's request under Phoenix's coaxing and intimidation, endorsing and covering for him to join the gang.
But to be honest, Phoenix was indeed outstanding enough. Most of the time, it wasn't him who helped him cover up, but Phoenix who helped him solve problems smoothly and skillfully.
Not only that, not long after he recommended the other party to join this gang, Phoenix, after years of hiding and planning, not only received Diego's important task, but also came into contact with the core of the gang, and gradually separated the internal small groups.
In a short period of five years, he actually succeeded in almost wiping out the other party's gang, and used very cunning means to make the remaining small gangs fight each other.
That night, the news of Diego's arrest shocked even the United States and Mexico, and then Phoenix, as the biggest contributor, lost all traces and left San Diego.
It was like a dream for Hector, who had risked so much and paid so much, but seemed to have gained nothing from it.
Not only that, but the demise of the gang reduced his high illegal income and he could only do some marginal menial work.
With rain falling through the roof and his family suddenly suffering from cancer, Hector's life becomes even more difficult, struggling to survive at the bottom.
Hector was not immune to the law that poverty smothers a man and makes him ugly.
Especially at night, when he thought of Phoenix, who had become famous because of him, he became more and more irritated when he saw his chaotic life.
Why should I?
When they met again, Phoenix's promise of 3,000 dollars became ridiculous. Compared to 500,000 dollars, even an idiot would know which one to choose.
……
The hooligans rubbed their hands and looked at Hector expectantly." Boss, they only said Phoenix. What about this girl?"
Luca noticed Hector's cold eyes and heard a "sizzling" sound in her ears. She felt a chill in her chest and was thrown to the ground again.
" I want to go to the warehouse. Phoenix has something very important to them. If we can find a way to get it, they'll pay anything…"
" As for this girl, you guys can deal with her. She's Phoenix's woman."
Hector glanced contemptuously at Luca, then turned and walked away in a good mood.
Almost at the same time, Lu Jia felt two pairs of greedy gazes. Her heart skipped a beat. As expected, a pair of rough palms attacked her in the next second. Not only did her hands move roughly and wantonly, but her breath was heavy and foul.
The other person impatiently tugged at Lu Jia's pants, his hands full of malice, wanting to do something evil to her.
Lu Jia never expected that things would turn out like this. Her brain was still a little chaotic, and she could only feel that kind of despair and suffocation. However, perhaps because of this, she had never felt so calm.
She bit her lip tightly, struggling to resist, watching Hector as he walked out, until Luca decided he couldn't possibly notice what was going on in the garage behind him, and she finally found the perfect moment to fight back.
That anger, shame, and disgust surged out of Lu Jia's heart. The sticky and disgusting feeling remained on her skin like a poisonous snake. She held the key and swung her hand heavily at the man's neck, which was buried in her chest. The man suddenly stopped and covered his bleeding neck in fear. Obviously, he did not expect Lu Jia to make such a sudden counterattack.
Of course, Lu Jia knew the logic of making up for the mistake, especially when she thought of what the other party had just done to her. Her whole body trembled and she waved the key at the man's eyes again and again.
"Ahhhhh-"
The man covered his eyes, shouted and backed away, then fell heavily to the ground.
The man in front of her howled, causing the man behind her to be alert. The hooligan behind her immediately reacted and tried to restrain Lu Jia's hands from behind.
……
'Jiajia…Jiajia.'
At that moment, Lu Jia suddenly remembered that before she left Shanghai, Zhang Xiaoxi had patiently taught her self-defense movements over and over again.
'Use strength in the waist, use the power of rotation, and swing your elbow backward…'
'Yes, yes, do it again--'
'Waist force... spin... swing--'
'A child can be taught, Jiajia.'
'This way, I can rest assured…'
At that moment, Lu Jia seemed to have seen it. Zhang Xiaoxi let go of Lu Jia's hand and smiled at her gratified.
'Don't be soft, Jiajia…use force and make them pay!'
Lu Jia suddenly opened her eyes. At this moment, her eyes were filled with determination and a strong desire to attack. Lu Jia suddenly turned around and used the strength of her psoas muscles to swing the hardest part of her elbow back heavily. It hit the man's head, causing him to tilt violently.
The man in front of her who had been hit in the eye seemed to have heard the commotion. He opened his hand and pounced towards Lu Jia. Since she was facing a person with limited vision, she raised her leg and kicked the other party's crotch fiercely, giving him another blow.
However, Lu Jia was still not experienced in battles. The man who had been elbowed quickly recovered and pushed Lu Jia to the ground heavily. The key was thrown to the side, and the man sat on her body. He grabbed her neck tightly with both hands and gritted his teeth in broken English." You damn b * tch!"
*
Phoenix quickly pulled out his gun from behind, straightened his powerful and slender arm, and supported by his other hand, his rich combat experience allowed him to accurately hit Torres, who was sitting ten meters away from him playing cards, in the ear.
That kind of situation where he was close to the Death God but did not really die would instead bring an even stronger sense of fear to the other party.
Torres was so scared that he almost fell off his chair. However, in the end, he only covered his bleeding ears while howling. With the help of the people beside him, he quickly hid under the card table.
Phoenix's goal had always been very clear. His limbs tightened and he ran quickly behind the stone pillars of the abandoned factory like a cheetah.
"Bang bang bang--"
The mechanical sounds were accompanied by gunshots. Phoenix lowered her head and turned around to avoid them. She circled behind a hooligan who was looking for a target. After raising her hand, she shot the target at close range.
"Oh!"
Phoenix grabbed the gun from the thug's hand and continued to run in an arc. At the same time, he dodged a bullet at close range and bent the other person's extended arm in the opposite direction.
"Crack-"
"Ahhhh!"
After losing two people in a row, the other hooligans felt a little apprehensive and started to retreat.
Phoenix had already approached Torres, who was hiding under the card table. He punched his follower, who was protecting him, heavily to the ground. He pulled Torres out forcefully, pulling his hair and slamming it onto the hard table.
Torres felt dizzy for a moment.
When he regained consciousness, he realized that a dark hole had been pointed at his temple. The other hooligans with guns could not imagine Phoenix jumping in front of Torres like a monster. They did not dare to move anymore and lost their will to fight.
Even if they caught the other party, this money had nothing to do with them. Why pay such a huge price for this?
"Help…Help! Let me go, I was wrong Gordon!"
Torres stammered in Spanish, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Phoenix had already left for two years. He had almost forgotten how terrifying the other party was. He was able to take down Diago, a cruel and fierce lunatic.
"I'm sorry…I was just distracted. Actually, I don't need the hundreds of thousands of dollars. I can earn it back with a few more deals. Hector…He bewitched me!"
Torres was doing a small business that crossed borders. He would often bring back things that he shouldn't have brought back. Compared to what Diego had done in the past, he would at most be imprisoned for a few years. There was no need to take such a big risk for this.
But when Phoenix heard this, she looked up and realized that Luca and Hector were in the garage. She immediately let go of Torres 'hair.
"--you drive. We leave in half an hour."
Phoenix only had time to say this before she anxiously strode to the garage outside.
He saw Hector in the distance at a glance. He had obviously noticed what was happening in the warehouse. The situation was one-sided for Phoenix.
Hector stumbles around and runs to Luca's garage, intending to threaten her.
However, Hector was surprised that things had gone beyond his imagination. One of the two hooligans under his hand was covering his bleeding eyes and crotch, lying on the ground and wailing non-stop, while the other was sitting on Lujia's body and strangling her neck fiercely.
Lu Jia, who was already in a suffocating state, saw Hector turn back halfway. Her heart sank and she felt even more desperate.
She had almost touched the key that she had accidentally thrown out, but Hector had suddenly returned?
At this moment Hector, who was running quickly, pushed away the man sitting on Luca, and Luca, who had fallen rudely to the ground, bent down and pulled him up.
However, at this moment, there was a bang.
Hector, who was facing Lu Jia, suddenly widened his eyes. His leg had been shot, and blood flowed out. His entire body fell down before Lu Jia.
Breathing in fresh air again, Lu Jia gasped for breath. Then, after realizing what she had experienced, she couldn't help but raise her wet eyes in fear. She was threatened and hurt by a series of threats and started to tremble uncontrollably.
However, in front of her, she saw a familiar tall figure raising his hands against the light.
Not only that, he could vaguely see the gun raised in front of his chest, smoking.
Then, he maintained a vigilant posture and slowly walked towards Lu Jia while raising his gun.
"Ta, ta, ta-"
Footsteps sounded.
The shadow changed, and the face gradually showed his outline. Phoenix held his breath and looked at the two hooligans on the ground and Hector with despair. Time seemed to have slowed down suddenly, or he could not believe that he had caused Lu Jia more pain and harm. He had to slow down and walk to her with a complicated expression.
He lowered his hand that was holding the gun and slowly squatted down toward Lu Jia. He tentatively reached out his hand," Lu…"
Lu Jia was in an extremely awkward position. Her coat had already fallen to one side, and her T-shirt had been torn open. Her neck and chest were dyed with unnatural redness. Her pants had also been unbuttoned, and she could not fall off.
Phoenix couldn't imagine what he had brought her.
"Sorry, I…"
"Pa-"
Phoenix turned his handsome face to the side, revealing half of his slightly red cheeks.
"Pa-"
Anger accumulated in her heart. She felt that one slap wasn't enough. Lu Jia slapped him on the face again until her palm hurt. She widened her wet eyes and glared at him fiercely, but for some reason, tears kept falling down one by one.
A long time…a long time.
She slowly curled up her aching and weak body, hugged herself tightly, and sobbed softly.
"I want to go home…I don't want to stay here anymore…"
As she spoke, Lu Jia suddenly raised her wet, pitch-black eyes, as if she wanted to look straight into his heart through Phoenix.
"So I can't go home anymore?"
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