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Luke has determined that Pedro and his party came here with cash.
The strong smell of banknotes says it all.
He quietly moved closer, and the drone also flew slowly above.
There is the smell of more banknotes in that small building.
Whose little treasury is this? Luke muttered in his mind.
Suddenly the tablet in his hand vibrated, and he glanced at it with a strange look on his face.
On the screen, three cars were speeding up and stopped behind Pedro's three cars before the iron gate of the small building opened. Seven or eight masked men wearing black hoods got out with a loud roar, and their hands were full of Rifles, and a bundle of X-bombs were directly attached to the windshield of the armored vehicle.
Pedro¡¯s men were all forced out of the car and lay flat on the ground, not daring to move at all.
Two black hoods came over and knocked over two bodyguards carrying money bags from behind.
Pedro was left with a helpless expression, raising his hands in the air, and while the other party gestured to zip up his mouth, he shut up obediently and waited for the iron door to open.
Luke was amazed: Rio is such a good place.
On the first day, you can watch parkour chases in the slums, and on the second day, the scene of gangsters and robbery of a small treasury also appeared!
This group of gangsters cooperated well, but Luke could see that they were basically from wild backgrounds and did not resemble the style of a regular army.
After entering, there was a noise and screams on the ground floor of the small building, but there was no gunfire.
This group of people was still very restrained and only used their rifle butts to knock over a few guards who wanted to resist.
Luke continued to approach, climbed up a certain transom window and looked inside.
The light inside was dim, and there were all kinds of banknotes on the two rows of long tables put together.
More than a dozen women wearing only scraps of underwear were being driven away from the long table by the group of black-hooded men who rushed in.
Luke knew at a glance that this was some processing or packaging location of the trafficker gang.
For example, they like to use women to sort, sort, and package things like medicines and cash.
Women are timid, careful, and fast, so they are suitable for this kind of labor, and they do not need to be paid too much.
In order to prevent people from being obsessed with money and taking advantage of others, they will make women take off only their underwear to work.
The black-hooded men moved very quickly, and within a few minutes they had gathered together a dozen men and a dozen women inside and outside the house.
Women can stand, while men kneel in a row.
One of the men was bleeding from the mouth and nose. He was beaten because he tried to resist. He shouted with a hateful face: "You will die, you will all die, you can't hide."
A man in a black hood took two steps forward and pulled off his own hood: "Who wants to hide!"
The guard stared wide-eyed: "Are you crazy? Are you crazy!"
He couldn't help shouting: "Do you know whose money this is? If you dare to steal it, do you know what the consequences will be?"
Another person also suddenly pulled off his hood: "Of course we know."
Luke raised his eyebrows: It¡¯s actually these two people?
He has actually seen these two people who took off their hoods.
Yesterday afternoon in the Rocinha slum, these two people and a woman were chased by a large group of people.
The first person to pull off his hood was the bald man whom Luke remembered deeply.
The second one is a very handsome young white man.
However, Luke was not too surprised by the appearance of these two people.
What really surprised him was a black hood standing guard with a gun in a corner.
This man was hiding in the darkness, just watching quietly, and did not take off the black hood.
Luke¡¯s window was relatively close to this person, and his sensitive sense of smell detected a somewhat familiar smell.
He was stunned for a moment, carefully looking at the man's figure for a moment, and then raised the corner of his mouth: This person can be considered an old acquaintance!
Over there, the bald man grabbed an oil barrel and poured the remaining half of the barrel of gasoline on the small cart next to him.
On the trolley was a pile of cash that had just been collected from the house.
Luke was a bit speechless looking at it.
This pile of mostly U.S. knives, as well as some Euros and British pounds, is conservatively estimated to be worth a million U.S. dollars.
?Looking at this posture, this bald man wouldn¡¯t want to do that kind of thing, would he?
Sure enough, the bald man took out a lighter, ignited with a clang.
Not only the guards and women looked horrified, but also several people in the black-hooded group moved their bodies involuntarily.
Luke felt that these people must also want to shout something like "stop! thisismoney! (Stop, this is only a small amount of money)".
But the bald man didn¡¯t hesitate at all. He just tossed the lighter and landed on the pile of gasoline-soaked bills.
Boom! High flames shot up.
Luke could hear the gasps from almost everyone: Damn it, you really dare to burn it!
Even people like Luke, who was not short of money, subconsciously wanted to rush in and put out the fire.
"However, he restrained this primitive impulse in an instant, and murmured in his heart: Fortunately, it is not a loss to use the dealer's money to train his nerves that regard money as nothing.
Anyway, he will not burn his own money to exercise.
The bald man walked up to the guard and said, "So, we are not stealing."
The guard looked dull and seemed to be about to collapse.
The bald man continued: "Send a message to your boss, we did this! Tell him that we are not done with him yet."
When Luke heard this, he snickered in his heart: It turns out that it is a personal grudge! This is fun.
The men in black hoods retreated under cover, quickly got into the car and left.
Luke thought for a moment and did not follow.
The bald man is fighting against the dealers. He may be a good guy or a bad guy.
But he is more inclined to think that the bald man and his group are people in the gray area, and the same is true for the "old acquaintance" he knows. Therefore, he does not care about the personal grudges between the bald man and the boss of the trafficker gang.
His current main goal is to find the whereabouts of Lisa Feng.
The little boss, Pedro, was very sensible and showed no intention to resist. He was only pushed a few times and was not injured.
As soon as the black hooded man left, he cursed and said to the guard leader: "I handed over this month's money. It was burned. It is your guard's responsibility and has nothing to do with me."
The guard leader looked at him and said coldly: "Pedro, this is boss Hernan's money! They followed you in, held us hostage, and burned at least several million dollars. You said this had nothing to do with you? "
Pedro looked ugly: "I was also held hostage."
Guard leader: "I don't have any say in this matter. If you don't want me to talk nonsense, just go with me to see Boss Hernan. You know what the big boss does to traitors!"
Pedro's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he said bitterly: "You are cruel."
He really didn¡¯t dare to let this guard say anything to Hernan. If Hernan was regarded as a traitor, even if he was not Hernan¡¯s direct subordinate, he would die miserably. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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