The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Julie was still standing there in a daze. From her expression, Jack knew what the girl was thinking. "It's not Tarzan, nor is it King Kong."

"OK, I'm not a blonde girl either." Julie shook her wet shoulder-length hair. The heroines in the two old movies that Jack mentioned were both common blonde heroines in Hollywood, who were responsible for using screams to create an atmosphere.

"So what are you going to do with them?" She walked over to the two killers and watched Jack use a tourniquet to stop the bleeding of the two.

Both of them were shot in the palm of their right hand, and a big hole was made in their palm by the 10mm AUTO bullet, which means that they will have to work hard to learn from the third brother to wipe their butts with their left hand in the future.

"Of course, we need to get them to confess their accomplices. There's a good interrogation location on the way here." Jack pulled two vines off the tree, wrapped them around his arms to test their strength, and smiled with satisfaction.

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Ten minutes later, the two killers woke up from their coma one after another, and were horrified to find themselves hanging upside down in the air, while the girl they were chasing was tying up the vines that tied them up beside a big tree.

"Are you awake?" Jack squatted in front of the two people, playing with two small wooden sticks in his hands, and smiled at them, "I have a few questions to ask you. First of all, how many of you have been sent to Hawaii?"

The two killers who were hung upside down looked at each other, and no one said a word.

Jack showed a non-surprised expression and poked a small mound of earth below their heads with a wooden stick. "It seems that you haven't figured out the situation you are in yet."

He broke down a part of the small mound, and suddenly a large group of densely packed fiery red ants emerged. When Jack took back the stick, more than ten ants had already climbed on it.

“Hawaii was once a paradise, the closest place to the Garden of Eden in the history of the world. There is fertile soil formed by volcanic ash, no mosquitoes and flies, no poisonous snakes and insects, and even thorny or poisonous plants are rare.

But the arrival of the colonists changed everything here. All the creatures you can see here today are foreign species, including the flowers and plants that the indigenous people used to make wreaths. "

Jack imitated the voice of Mr. Zhao, who had a bad reputation in his later years, when he was broadcasting "Animal World" and started to popularize science.

The two killers turned their necks with difficulty and stared at each other, not understanding what Jack was trying to say, until he put the small wooden stick in front of them. The little red ants on it were dancing their antennae looking for the culprit who destroyed their nest.

"Do you know this?" Jack smiled innocently. "Red fire ants are the smallest and most terrifying invasive species on this island. They have stingers on their abdomens connected to venom sacs rich in venom."

Hearing that the ant was poisonous, the two killers raised their heads almost at the same time, trying to keep their noses away from the wooden stick.

Jack chuckled and shook the stick in his hand, dividing the red fire ants on it evenly among each person.

As soon as this little ant with a strong desire to attack touched the facial skin of the two killers, it clamped them tightly with its upper jaw, then bent its body and poked them fiercely with the small needle on its butt.

Unlike bees with barbs, which will get stuck in the barbs after stinging once, killing both themselves and their enemy, red fire ants attack continuously, releasing venom from their venom sacs with each sting until the venom is exhausted.

The pain, like being burned by fire, quickly spread across the faces of the two killers, even making them forget the severe pain in their injured right hands.

In fact, red fire ants are not the bullet ants in the South American jungles, and the pain caused by the bites of just a few of them is not so unbearable.

But who can blame someone for being so good at bluffing? Strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong with what Jack said. Red fire ants are indeed a terrible invasive species, but that is in terms of the overall ecological environment.

Their venom is not extremely toxic, and only a very small number of people are allergic to the toxic proteins in their venom, leading to anaphylactic shock.

But his threat was real, because there was a huge ant nest right below the heads of the two killers who were hung upside down.

As they struggled desperately, the vines tied to their feet loosened slightly, causing them to sink down together, with their heads only a few centimeters away from the ant nest.

This scene scared Jack. Being stung by a few red ants would not kill you, but being stung on the head would be a bad thing. There are at least tens of thousands of red fire ants in an ant nest. Even if you don't die, you will still be skinned alive in the physical sense.

However, the effect of this rather dramatic scene was so amazing that the two killers were frightened and their eyes became cross-eyed. They tilted their heads back and stared at the little ants waving their antennae at them and screamed.

"Three people, there are three of us in total! Put us down quickly!"

"Wouldn't it be easier if you told me earlier? We are in a hurry, so please tell me where you are from and what identities you are using?"

Jack was kind enough to use a stick to help them flatten another layer of the ant nest so that their heads would be a little further away from those scary little creatures. However, as the ant nest was further destroyed, more red fire ants poured out like a tide, which was really frightening.

"San Jose, Costa Rica, we were on yesterday's flight! Help! Don't do this to me!"

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"Just stop struggling. These vines should be able to hold on until someone comes to rescue you."

After saying that, Jack no longer paid attention to the two killers who were still wailing. He took out his satellite phone and called Kono. He first reported his GPS coordinates and asked her to notify Danny and Cheng Hao to send someone to deal with the two hanged men in front of him.

Then he reported the intelligence he had just asked her to check the flight from Costa Rica. "They said that in addition to the three of them, there was another contact person, a white female, probably in her thirties, whose identity is unknown."

“That’s a scavenger. According to the information sent by your colleague Alice from New York, the killer team hired by the Baha drug cartel usually consists of four people.

There are three shooters and a sweeper. The sweeper is responsible for finishing the job, but if the three shooters fail to complete the job, the sweeper will take over and complete the task. "

Kono continued, "I will query the surveillance based on the flight information. As long as the scavenger appears, I will be able to find her appearance and then use the facial recognition program to identify her."

Jack checked the time and warned, "Prioritize the comparison with those who will appear in the court. That should be their last chance."

After hanging up the phone, he called Danny and Cheng Hao and asked them to drive to the nearest highway and wait.