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Over here, Luke was making quite a bit of noise.

Now not only the gangsters, but even the local police are searching for him.

Fortunately, Luke sneaked in and no one saw him.

The group had no choice but to look for lone outsiders.

Luke changed his clothes and went to the hotel where Rambo was staying.

Downstairs at the bar, get ready for a drink.

Unexpectedly, the police came here to search.

Luke was prepared, and his universal ID made it no problem to deal with these local corrupt police.

At this time, a tall woman hurried into the bar, looked around, and came to the bar.

Sitting down next to Luke.

"Hey handsome, can you buy me a drink?"

Luke glanced at the black policeman who came in behind her, smiled and ordered her a drink.

The corrupt police only came to check on single outsiders and turned a blind eye to Luke and his "couple".

The two of them chatted about food, wine, and beautiful scenery like a couple...

As they chatted, the two of them went to the room upstairs...

Luke couldn't help but sigh... these long legs...

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The next morning, the sunlight from outside the window shone onto the bed in the room.

The snow-white sheets and quilts look so holy and beautiful...

Luke hugged the girl from behind and whispered in her ear:

"Mossad is also concerned about Mexican gangs?"

The girl's expression changed immediately when she heard what Luke said.

Then he used Krav Maga on Luke with a back elbow.

Luke guessed her identity from some of her little habits yesterday.

Newbie, but not too new...

But, let alone Krav Maga, even yoga couldn't do anything to Luke.

For Luke, it's the gangster thrill punch...

As they were beating each other, the girl started to scream in pain...

The whole fight lasted for more than an hour.

When she recovered, she saw Luke coming in with food.

The girl looked at him with complicated eyes.

Luke put his plate down and kissed her forehead.

"Don't worry, I'm not a good...not a bad person, otherwise you would have been taken away by those bad policemen long ago."

Seeing that Luke really didn’t look like a good person… and didn’t look like someone who would hand her over to those corrupt policemen, the girl began to eat her “breakfast” carelessly.

Don't mind the quilt sliding off at all.

"Who are you?" the girl asked Luke.

"I told you last night."

"I'm not asking for names, but identities."

Luke spread his hands.

"I just came to Mexico to travel and see old friends."

Obviously, the girl didn't believe what Luke said.

But Luke didn't say anything, and she couldn't force him to tell her...

In the end, I had to eat breakfast in silence.

After eating, she said to Luke:

"I want to get out of here."

"Where do you want to go?"

The girl thought for a moment and said:

"Go south, to Panama."

Luke nodded.

"OK, where's your luggage?"

The girl smiled and looked at Luke without saying anything.

Luke understood.

"Okay, I understand."

Then the two of them were like a real couple, traveling from north to south, visiting various famous attractions in Mexico.

The car is naturally a roadblock, and the skin has been changed to a vintage pickup truck.

This one is inconspicuous in appearance, but you can see it everywhere in the streets of Mexico.

Through Mexico, to Guatemala, Honduras, Costa Rica, and finally to Panama.

There were several cities along the way, but the girl didn't care.

When she wouldn't let Luke touch her at night, she would sneak out by herself in the middle of the night.

As soon as Luke saw this situation, he knew that the person had gone to work.

But he didn't have the meddlesome curiosity to wonder what Mossad was doing in Central America.

Every time the girl finished work and came back in the morning, she would let Luke "have breakfast" as a reward for the sensible Luke.

The tropical atmosphere of Central America also has a unique flavor.

But no matter how good the beach was along the way, Luke insisted on not going into the water.

Luke didn't dare go into the water in the North Atlantic. As soon as he did, Sirena would be able to sense his location.

Come to think of it, Luke hasn’t been “slacking off” for a long time.

Finally, it was time to say goodbye. The girl was a little reluctant, but she still endured the pain and went crazy with Luke in the hotel for a few days.

Then one night, she gave Luke a kiss while he was sleeping and left in a hurry.

After the girl left, Luke opened his eyes.

Take out the tablet.

"Lilith?"

"Boss, there is no such person."

Luke sighed.

"I knew that the name Giselle must be a fake name..."

Since the girl doesn't want to continue, Luke is not the kind of person to keep pestering her.

Recalling that small waist, long legs... this body proportion is really perfect... no part is superfluous...

During Luke's travels, the Spartan team had done everything they needed to do.

All the main members of that gang disappeared overnight...

The subordinates woke up one night and found that their boss was gone...

And he didn't run away with the money, which is very strange...

So other gangs came over to grab territory and chaos broke out again.

As for those people? They were all sacrificed to the Iron Blood Star.

Although the Spartan team was equipped with more powerful equipment this time, they did a cleaner job.

With Luke and Lilith... mainly Lilith's professional logistical support, the Spartan team solved the problem silently this time.

Obviously, it was less noisy than Luke's simple and rough movements.

Just as he was about to leave Panama to go fishing, the phone call came.

"Luke? Where are you?"

"What is it? Chief, I'm on vacation in Panama."

"Did you do what happened in Mexico the other day?"

"What is it that I don't quite understand?"

"Mexican gangs... forget it..."

"What happened? Chief, please explain clearly and don't accuse me of anything. I'm on vacation. Do you want me to send you photos?"

"Something big happened with the Mexican mafia. Almost overnight, a mafia boss died, another fled, and my people almost couldn't come back."

"Oh? What are they doing again?"

The old director sighed.

"It was the CIA's request, and we were just cooperating."

"You have a classmate, oh, a classmate from Quantico, named Kate. Do you remember her?"

"Female? Oh, I know, a very low-key girl. What's wrong?"

"She was dragged into this. Maybe her boss doesn't think highly of her..."

At this point, Luke immediately understood that this was a political struggle.

It is obvious that the top leader of this state is not Paxton's man.

Luke understood the meaning of the music and said to the old director with a smile:

"I understand. I'll take care of this."

"No hurry, have a nice vacation, I just came to ask if you are in the United States."

"I understand. I'll do the job. Don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Luke arranged a private plane to fly directly back to the United States.

But we didn't go to Los Angeles, but to Arizona, with the destination being the capital city Phoenix.

But after landing, Luke went to Rambo's house first.

Rambo is home, but Gabriel is nowhere to be seen.

Rambo handed Luke a beer.

"Gabriel has been devastated and is currently receiving treatment."

Luke nodded and took a sip of his beer.

"Send her to Montana. She'll have someone there to help with her mental health problems."

Rambo was silent for a long time, then he said to Luke:

"I'm going to entrust the farm to your family. You decide when to send someone to take over."

Luke was surprised by Rambo's decision.

Rambo said:

"I can't stay here like this. While I can still hold the knife, I want to let those people know that my knife is still sharp."

Luke smiled and said to him:

"Those gangs have been eliminated from Mexico, and they won't be a problem in the future."

Rambo shook his head.

"No, I want to save more people."

Luke raised an eyebrow.

"you alone?"

Rambo gave an ugly smile.

"It's time to go see those old friends."