Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

In the middle of the night, a black car sped along the road, and then turned into a dark area with weird lights.

There is a large iron gate with skulls painted on it in an inaccessible place. From outside the gate, the roar of various vehicles and the noise of people chatting can be clearly heard.

The door of the black car opened, and a woman wrapped in black clothes stepped out of the car, with half of her face hidden under a black wire cap, making it hard to see clearly.

The woman went straight to the iron gate, and suddenly two dark-skinned men appeared from the side, like ghosts, silently blocking her way.

"Hey woman, this is not the place for you!"

One of them raised his arm to cover her chest, while the other stared at her with his hands in his trouser pockets.

The woman knew very well that the man was holding a miniature pistol in his trouser pocket, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at her at this moment.

This is indeed not a place where ordinary people should come, but she definitely did not enter by mistake. The woman raised her hands high and said in the Spanish that the other party just used: "I want to see Pete!"

Pete is the boss here, and the person who knows this name is obviously unusual. The two men looked at each other, nodded, put away their ready-to-fight posture, and opened the iron door.

"Come with me, lady!"

As soon as she stepped through the iron gate, the woman instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

After all, it is rare for a woman to appear here all year round. Her appearance undoubtedly aroused the interest of many men. They all stared at her with prey-like eyes, and some even couldn't help but started whistling at her.

The woman who hadn't set foot here for a long time couldn't get used to it for a while, but she still straightened her back and just pulled the pull-on cap so that her face could be more tightly covered.

The man led the woman through the crowd, and finally stopped at the door of a metal house.

"I'm going to report to the boss, you wait here for a while, ma'am!"

The man who led the way walked into the iron house. After observing the surroundings vigilantly, the woman pulled back the thread cap slightly, exposing her nostrils, and took two deep breaths of oxygen.

The air quality in this place is really bad!

On the section of the road through the crowd, the smell of tobacco and alcohol mixed with the smell of sweat and various perfumes filled her nostrils, making her almost suffocate, and only here was a little better.

"Yo, woman?"

Hearing the voice behind her, the woman immediately became vigilant, quickly pulled the cap on, turned around, and a burly man with obvious signs of muscle training approached her with a smile, from the foreign face and the French just now , the woman recognized at a glance that this man was the most wanted criminal by the French government.

I didn't expect this person to appear here. It seems that this is really a refuge for these desperadoes.

The man walked in, put the hand holding the wine glass on the woman's shoulder familiarly, leaned close to her ear, and said with a smirk, "Woman, are you lonely, how about having a drink with brother?"

The eyes suddenly turned cold, and the hostility quickly climbed up the woman's face. She grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it hard. After a "click", the wine glass hit the ground, and the man let out a howl, "Ah!"

His hand was wrung off by this woman!

The man's face quickly became ferocious, and the other hand clenched a fist and slammed it towards the woman fiercely.

The woman quickly dodged, turned sideways, wrapped her arms, kicked her legs, and fell over her shoulders with the help of the wall. The movements were smooth and smooth, and the man's huge body fell to the ground hard, his face on the ground. left eye.

"what--"

The man lay on the ground and howled like a pig being killed.

At this moment, the door of the iron house suddenly opened, and a tall, blond man came out. Looking at the woman's back, he clapped and laughed.

"Baby, long time no see, your skills are still so good!"

The man on the ground yelled at him angrily: "Peter, didn't you see, she blinded me in one eye, this is your territory, don't you care?"

"Oh, yes, this is my territory!" The handsome man possessed himself, looked at him coldly, but there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "You stained my carpet! So, you Dirty things should get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of men in suits appeared behind him. No matter how the man begged, they dragged him off the ground expressionlessly, and walked towards the gate with vigorous steps.

"Peter, you...you are too much, don't forget how much money you took from me! And you, you woman, I will not let you go, absolutely not..."

The man covered his bleeding left eye and screamed ferociously, but until he was thrown out the door, he didn't get any support or sympathy from anyone, and some only watched the fun and ridiculed him.

This place is like this. On the surface, it is an alliance of car enthusiasts, but in fact it is an illegal place hidden in the dark. It hosts exiles from all over the world all the year round, and the managers have absolute dominion.

Pete took the woman into the tin room.

The outside is rough and messy, but the inside is resplendent and resplendent.

After looking around, the woman took the wine glass handed over by Pete and asked softly, "How did you recognize me? I look different now than before."

"It doesn't matter!" Pete shook his head with a smile on his face: "I don't recognize people with eyes! There are rumors in the world that you are dead, but my instinct tells me that you are not so short-lived!"

This is true, if he doesn't have a few brushes, he will naturally not be able to achieve the position of ruler here.

The woman looked at him, and asked tentatively: "Aren't you curious about what happened back then, and how I survived, and have I completely changed my appearance?"

Pete smiled faintly, "I've never been curious about other people's affairs, unless they themselves are willing to tell me!"

The woman pulled off the thread cap, revealing a beautiful face. Pete took a deep look and nodded: "Not bad, this face is much prettier than your previous one!"

The woman's complexion changed, and she was a little unhappy: "Why, I used to be that bad?"

"That's not true. You used to be very beautiful, but you were always cold and hard to get close to. Your face is much more pleasing now!"

The woman stared and threw an irony.

"I appreciate the compliment!"

But Pete clinked glasses with the woman playfully with a wine glass, and smiled brightly, "You're welcome, my little Jianning!"

Fang Jianning frowned and looked at the man with a hippie smile on the opposite side, "Peter, can I give you a suggestion?"

"Well, you say!"

"Can you stop calling me 'Baby Baby' all the time? You're so...very irritating!"

"Okay, I get it, but I don't change it, I just like to call it that, I'm happy!"

"..."

When a scholar met a soldier, Fang Jianning directly gave up the idea of ​​correcting his name, put down his wine glass, and his expression became serious.

"Peter, seriously, I'm here to get my car!"