Being A Detective in The World of Film and Television

Chapter 1717: Run? Stop her (2 more)

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More than twenty big men rushed over and surrounded Marcos and Luna.

Marcos wanted to leave when he saw these people coming in, but the seat chosen by Kolona was in the corner, far away from the bar staff passage.

This group of people had sharp eyes and spotted him immediately. He had only walked a few steps with the dazed Luna when they were blocked.

"Marcos, keep hiding." A short, fat and greasy man came out from behind and said with a sneer on his face.

Marcos looked gloomy: "Torres, I already said I don't want to get involved in your affairs."

The short fat man named Torres laughed and looked around: "Look, this guy has become bold. He begged me to give him a job a few months ago, and now he hooked up with a rich little whore and he's shaking."

The group of big men around laughed and uttered all kinds of obscene words in strange accents: "Maybe she is doing well."

"No, only by adding can it last."

"Little rich woman, why don't you give us the money? So many of us will work for you together."

Faced with this situation, Luna's face looked very unhappy, but she didn't say anything, nor did she ask Marcos what he meant.

Under Carol's urging, she was forced to memorize every detail, even though she didn't like learning the safety regulations.

One of them was repeated by Carol: When encountering a crisis, don't be nervous and don't drag your teammates down. Quickly observe the opponent's combat effectiveness and escape route, take the initiative, and don't fight in the enemy's trap.

Carol was so concerned about this because he had a profound experience of being captured by the Sentinel Special Service the last time.

Although Carol is not by Lorna’s side now, her boyfriend must be considered a “teammate”.

And during the few sentences that Marcos was talking to the other party, she noticed that the movements of several people were not right, and they looked like they were ready to draw their guns at any time.

Even if she wanted to get to the bottom of the matter, she had to escape from the current crisis.

Her mind raced, and she gently squeezed the hand that Marcos was holding.

Marcos had never learned any safety regulations, so he was not that calm.

He felt the movement of Lorna's hand and thought she was angry, so he turned his head to look.

Luna couldn't help but sigh in her heart: What a stupid teammate.

But she immediately put the thought aside.

Marcos and her had not discussed how to deal with the enemy, so this was normal.

She just quickly pointed to a certain direction on the side with her eyes.

Marcos was staring at her face from half a meter away and noticed this little movement.

Those big men were far away, and not only were they cursing with great interest, but most of them were also staring at the large area of white skin exposed under the straps of Luna's hot pants. They probably didn't pay attention to her eyes.

Then she pretended to be scared, hid behind Marcos, and said quickly and quietly: "Run to the right later."

Marcos was stunned. Before he could quite understand what was happening, he heard a series of explosions coming from above his head, and the light bulbs of all sizes in the bar were going out one after another.

But they were two thin gray-black blades, which, under Luna's control, quickly shattered the light bulbs.

This is an iron alloy throwing knife that Luke designed specifically for Luna. Although it is only three centimeters long and one centimeter wide, it has a suitable weight and can accelerate extremely quickly.

The gray-black matte surface makes them extremely inconspicuous.

In less than two seconds, the entire bar was almost dark, with only a few small lights in the distance still on.

A group of big men are not professionals.

From the light bulb exploding to the bar going completely dark, they just looked up and around in confusion.

It was the short fat man Torres who reacted faster: "They are the ones who did this. Go and catch them."

Marcos didn’t quite understand what was going on, but Lorna yanked him and whispered in his ear: “Run.”

He immediately remembered Luna's reminder, and with a kick and a punch he pushed away the two black figures blocking his way, rushed out of the uneven encirclement, and ran towards the right passage holding her hand.

In less than twenty seconds, the young couple rushed out the back door and disappeared into the alley.

Another half a minute later, a group of big men rushed out from the back door. Looking at the empty alleys on both sides, they couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.

The short and fat Torres' face was distorted. He pointed at a group of his men and cursed: "Are you pigs? They can get away like this! You are not even as good as that little watch."

All the big men bowed their heads, but couldn't help but complain in their hearts: You are the last one to catch up? Aren't you worse than a pig

Torres cursed a few words and then stopped.

He took out his cell phone, dialed a number and said a few words. After hanging up, he waved his hand and said, "Go back. Change the car and call people. We will go to the place where the little cousin lives to block her. As long as we catch this rich little cousin, I don't believe that Marcos, the traitor, will be willing to give up her money."

All the big men cheered.

Since we want to catch Luna, we can search the residence of this rich woman and everyone can make some extra money.

The group returned to the front door excitedly, started the car and drove away.

On the other side, Luna and her friend who escaped quickly drove to a nearby location and returned to the parking lot at the foot of the mountain where the coffee shop was.

After stopping the car, Luna opened the door silently and walked up the mountain.

Marcos quickly turned off the engine, got out of the car, locked it, and chased after her: "Lorna, things are not what you think..."

Luna didn't stop walking, her voice was very calm: "Don't worry, you will have time to tell me everything slowly later."

Marcos was stunned, his face a little confused: Are you really going to say that

But he didn't want Luna to know about that experience at all, because it would make him feel so bad about himself.

At the same time, Luke and his friend were eating skewers at a night roadside stall.

Yes, there are skewers here too.

However, the skewers are made of cucumbers, onions, and green peppers, with pork, beef, and chicken chunks evenly distributed in the middle, and topped with a local specialty hot sauce.

The whole meat skewers made by Biluk are more refreshing.

When you take a bite, the barbecue juice and vegetable juice mix in your mouth, which tastes pretty good.

Luke paid two hundred dollars for the meal in advance, and the boss naturally agreed to deliver the skewers, which was similar to the Chinese skewers in the previous life.

The two of them and the gold nuggets waited at the stone platform more than ten meters behind the stall, waiting for the boss to grill and eat them as they pleased.

Someone with a lot of money told me before the first prepayment that every $200 I ate would be prepaid in advance, and whatever I couldn’t finish would be considered a tip.

And if there are other customers, we can sell it equally - Luke takes half and the other customers take half.

Of course the boss didn't object, as he wouldn't suffer any loss no matter how it was calculated.

In addition to the chicken skewers, Luke also ordered spicy grilled lamb chops, which was the main dish for the two people and one dog to suppress their appetite. Otherwise, even if the boss's hand was roasted off, it would not be enough for Gold Nugget and the dog to eat.

Then Selena also ordered the smoked eggplant and roasted kale salad.

Mainly the garlic-roasted eggplant that Luke made, she really liked it, and it also made her more interested in eggplant-based foods.

The roasted kale salad is, needless to say, a local specialty with a sweet and sour taste.

Luke just took a bite and declined the offer.

He had no interest in most salads, and this one was no exception.

The roadside stall owner kept delivering skewers and food.

When he received the two hundred dollars for the fifth time, he went from being surprised at the beginning to being shocked, and gradually felt a little scared.

Luke could only use some mental hypnosis: "Don't worry, we often participate in eating competitions all over the world. It's no problem for us to eat more than 200 hot dogs in one go."