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The girl raised her eyebrows and looked at Luke with some displeasure.

"Is this the professional excuse for flirting now? You really are willing to spend a fortune, this camera is not cheap."

Along the way, Luke has photographed countless people and met all kinds of people.

But naturally, the ones he photographed were all beauties.

Most of these beauties are very friendly.

Especially since Luke is tall and handsome, and has such great photography skills.

Many people even invited Luke to her home to take more "beautiful" photos.

But Luke already has enough "creditors" in Europe.

So he cruelly rejected the requests of those beauties.

Luke was not angry about the prejudice against this beauty.

He took out his tablet computer, transferred the images just taken by the camera, and showed them to the girl.

The girl took the tablet and saw the photo of herself that Luke had just taken. She opened her mouth in surprise.

"I didn't know I was so beautiful... Sorry, I take it back, I was wrong about you."

Luke smiled and said to the girl:

"It doesn't matter. I've encountered this kind of person countless times along the way. But after seeing the photo, no one believed that I was trying to pick them up."

The girl reluctantly returned the tablet to Luke.

“Can you give me a copy of this photo?”

Luke nodded.

"of course."

Luke pulled out his business card.

It says freelance photographer, Luke, email address…

"Tell me your email address and I'll send you a release agreement. Maybe one day I'll win a prize with your photo."

The girl covered her mouth and smiled.

"I look forward to the day when you win the award. You must buy me a drink then."

The girl must have just finished drinking, and Luke could already smell the alcohol on her.

The girl stamped out her cigarette, crossed her arms and rubbed them.

Apparently, this halter dress couldn't withstand the chill of the night.

Luke smiled and took off his jacket, throwing it around the girl.

"It's very late. Let me take you back."

The girl looked at Luke with a teasing look.

"What about after you send me back? I'm not Princess Anne, and you're not Bradley. (The male and female protagonists of Roman Holiday)"

Luke smiled and spread his hands.

"Don't worry, I have somewhere to go. I'm not that kind of person..."

The girl shook her head and took out a few new banknotes that were still warm from her chest.

"I'll use this money to buy your clothes. Let's go, Mr. Photographer. It's not safe for you at night."

Luke looked at the money in the girl's hand and felt a little amused.

But in the end he shook his head and refused.

"No, that's not what a gentleman would do. If you're worried, I can call you a taxi."

The girl looked into Luke's sincere eyes for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, Mr. Gentleman, I'll loan you your clothes. I'll contact you."

Luke shrugged nonchalantly.

He took out his phone and called the taxi company.

After giving the address, Luke accompanied her to wait for a taxi.

"Where are you from, Mr. Photographer?"

"U.K."

"You speak good Italian, not like an English person."

“My grandmother is Italian, and I’ve been able to speak Italian since I was a child.”

"But you don't look like you're of Italian descent."

"I am a quarter Chinese, Irish, Italian and German."

The girl nodded as if suddenly realizing.

"Wow, no wonder you're so handsome, you must be popular with girls, right?"

Luke shrugged.

"Sometimes when it's dark and you can't see faces clearly, people may misunderstand you."

The girl smiled and gave Luke a beautiful eye roll.

"Hey, I just apologized."

"I was just joking."

"How many countries have you visited along the way? Do you have other photos? Can you show them to me?"

Luke took out his tablet and showed her the photos while explaining where they were taken.

There are really few taxis in Europe at night.

Besides, taxis there won't be roaming around the streets unless you call them.

The two chatted for a long time before the taxi finally arrived.

Seeing a taxi approaching in the distance, the two were ready to end the topic.

But as the rental car got closer, Luke sensed something was wrong.

The girl reacted even faster and pulled Luke to hide behind another car on the side of the road.

After the taxi approached the two people, it did not slow down at all, but instead began to accelerate towards them.

Although the girl realized something was wrong and pulled Luke to run, it was inconvenient for her to do so because she was wearing high heels.

It was Luke who, at the critical moment, hugged the girl and rushed behind a car on the side of the road.

The taxi did not hit the two people, but instead hit a parked car on the side of the road heavily.

After helping the girl up, Luke still didn't understand what was going on, but he was sure it was not directed at him.

Unexpectedly, the girl pulled out a pistol from her inner thigh and started shooting at the driver who got out of the car and wanted to continue chasing the two men.

Luke watched the girl shoot calmly and accurately, and he felt happy.

Finally I see someone using their own high-end products...

The girl was holding a pocket-sized QH9 9mm pistol. (QH9 was designed by Luke based on the later P320.)

Pocket-sized short barrel and short grip design for easy portability.

Four-inch barrel, short grip, magazine capacity 11 rounds.

After seeing the girl shoot the driver to death, Luke couldn't help but praise her:

"Wow, this gun is nice, and the shooting skills are also good..."

The girl didn't have time to respond to Luke's sigh, and she dragged him along and started running wildly in the alley...

After walking through the alleys of Rome for a long time, the girl stopped only after making sure that no one was following her.

Luke asked her, pretending to be breathless.

"I didn't expect Italy to be so dangerous at night. Taxi drivers are also part-time robbers?"

The girl glared at Luke.

"That's the killer."

"Wardfake? Is the salary of a killer so low? And he has to work part-time as a taxi driver?"

The girl slapped her forehead and sighed.

"Idiot, they are here to kill me. Are you really stupid, or are you just pretending?"

Luke shrugged, breathing heavily.

"Just a joke to ease the tension."

The girl smiled and raised an eyebrow, tightening her grip on the gun.

"You have a strong ability to accept things."

Luke could feel her body tense up, she was questioning her identity.

So he smiled and said to the girl:

"That's nothing. I've been to the Middle East, and that's where the real danger lies, because you never know when and from which direction a bullet will fly."

After hearing Luke's answer, the girl's tense body relaxed a little.

After they both caught their breath, the girl said to Luke:

"I'm sorry to have dragged you into this."

Luke shrugged.

"I'm so sorry, you can only travel around the world with me."

The girl burst into laughter.

"Haha, you are so interesting..."

Luke also sighed helplessly.

"What else can I do? I'm pretty good at running away. Back in Syria..."

The girl immediately covered Luke's mouth and made a gesture to keep quiet.

"Shh, someone is coming."

Hearing footsteps on both sides of the alley, the girl gritted her teeth, pulled out the magazine, and looked at the remaining bullets inside.

Luke stared at the girl with wide eyes.

You're going to risk your life with only a few bullets fired?