The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Knock knock knock!

"It's me, Rupert!"

Hearing Kalena's voice, Watson put on his shorts and rolled out of bed. He grabbed the pistol and approached the door to remove the baffle. When he saw Luper's face outside the peephole, he turned sideways and opened the door: "What's wrong?"

"Ghost and Beltway have been out of contact for five days, and the phone calls are completely unreachable. According to the rules, I'm afraid we have to go to the red light district of Rio de Janeiro to find those two fools." Ruper walked in and closed the door, first looking around, then taking another look In the bathroom where the hairdryer was whining, he finally turned his attention to the messy big bed: "Bertha has moved all her things here? Ha, you two are quite happy. I guess from the first day to now, you have been You haven’t been downstairs often, have you? What? Don’t you want to tell me your thoughts?”

Facing the ambiguous look in the wolf mother's eyes, Watson kept his dead eyes: "No, I don't want to tell you this."

"uh-huh."

The corners of Luper's mouth curled up, his face straightened, and his capable and serious look appeared again: "I have just told Four Eyes, you should pack your equipment now. But this is not a war zone, we must conceal our guns. So you can’t bring rifles and the like, and if you do, you have to put them in the car. How long will it take for Bertha to be washed? How is she doing? "

As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door was opened.

Michela came out wearing a bath towel: "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry to disturb your vacation, but we have to confirm the reason why the ghost and Beltway lost contact. I even doubt whether these two guys died in the red light district." He looked away from Michela's open chest. , Luper put his hands on his hips and looked at Bertha's face carefully: "You look much better indeed. Do you remember what I told you before? It will be different when there is a man around you. If you have several, That would be even more different.”

"I can not go."

Miss Butterfly Knife did not respond to the ridicule. Instead, she remained silent for a few seconds and then refused. In fact, objectively speaking, since Watson asked Four Eyes to make a strengthening potion based on some of the information on the protective umbrella, the physical fitness of the entire wolf team members has been slowly improving. Although it cannot increase physical strength much, it is quite effective in promoting the healing of various gunshot wounds, contusions and chronic diseases. After all, who is an adult without any problems?

Not to mention these soldiers who deal with death every day.

"You can't go? Why?"

Luper was surprised. She didn't expect that Bertha actually chose to refuse.

"...My legs are weak."

After hearing this answer, the wolf mother was silent for a few seconds, and then moved her eyes to the face of the beautiful boy next to her. Watson continued to stare with dead eyes and tried to keep a straight face. It wasn't until he saw the French wife's eyes starting to crawl under him that he finally couldn't help but open his mouth: "Please, can you stop looking at me like this?"

"of course."

The French wife retracted her gaze and turned to Michela again: "Then let me borrow your boyfriend for today. He is enough."

A few minutes later, Watson walked out of the room carrying his backpack.

Since the long gun cannot be exposed, he actually has no choice of weapons. The most he can do is hide an M4 carbine in the car. Two SIG P226s, a bunch of tactical grenades and a few military daggers were the main equipment. Considering that he might need to drag two unconscious guys later, Watson also took a pack of nylon rope straps.

A jeep slowly drove out of the hotel's front yard.

Luper, who had been looking at Watson for several minutes since the elevator descended, held the steering wheel and finally put his eyes on the road, but he couldn't hide the teasing smile on his lips. Watson didn't want to worry about it. Countless cases proved that a woman's gossip will never subside easily until she is completely satisfied. Now he has another problem, that is, the four eyes on his left side - Ms. Yamada Kyoko not only did not go to the passenger seat, but sat next to Watson and raised a pair of silly eyes at him.

It's a bit silly anyway.

"What? Luper didn't look at me, but you looked at me instead?" Watson crossed his arms: "Don't say you miss me too?"

Without saying anything, Si Yan took out a knife and cut Watson's hair.

......

It's another lively evening.

The setting sun slowly sank into the mountains on the horizon, and the golden glow illuminated the large clouds. The colorful signboards and neon lights on both sides of the road lit up one after another. The crowds were bustling, ready to enjoy the indulgence and joy tonight - in fact, many men and women on the street were It belongs to the style of clothing that is too cool. Even if Watson looked all the way, it would be difficult to distinguish which ones are tourists and which ones are flesh workers. He hadn't gone out much in the past few days, and now that he saw this night scene of the streets of Rio de Janeiro for the first time, he couldn't help but sigh again.

No wonder Ghost and Beltway are addicted to it.

But having said that...it seems that no matter where they go, these guys can find ways to have fun, and the theory is still the same: people who are surrounded by bullets may die one day, so why do they care so much?

This can also be regarded as a skill.

Luper drove the jeep into the parking space. The three people in the car were all wearing short-sleeved floral shirts, beach shorts and sneakers, completely dressed as a family of tourists. Before opening the car door, Mother Wolf once again checked the Glock 19 pistol under her ribs. This compact design model is improved from the Glock 17. The overall size and ammunition capacity have been reduced, making it more suitable for concealed carry. . As for Watson, it's more troublesome. Adhering to the concept of "the larger the caliber, the more powerful it is", the guns he buys are basically full-size models. So in order to conceal it, Watson could only hang his backpack on his chest. Fortunately, many tourists did the same thing. After all, he was most afraid of having his things stolen when traveling.

"Watson, Si Yan and I are both women. Walking alone in the red light district can easily attract attention, so don't act separately." Wolf Mother walked at the front and took out her phone to read the text message: "That place is... ...Let me see...Oh, go two streets from this entrance, then turn right and go up to the third floor of the orange building on the north side of the Crystal Square, and look for a local named 'Sander'."

"So who is he?"

"Middleman, introducer, or pimp, that's pretty much what it means." Luper turned around and looked at Watson with a profound look: "There is no shortage of such people in red light districts anywhere in the world. The three ghosts This guy’s phone is full of numbers like this. If you want to get to know him later, don’t let Bertha find out.”

"Of course, thank you for reminding me, but why didn't the ghost tell you where he was before he left?"

"Haha, it's not the first time we come back to hunt for people. Every time the three of them have to visit many more stores, they won't just stay in one place. After being in Rio for so long, I bet that Ghost and Beltway have already taken over this place. You're familiar with shopping. Don't expect men who are interested in listening to what you say, but it doesn't matter. If they violate the rules I set, they will be deducted anyway. "

The two people chatted all the way through the crowded crowd with their four eyes. Watson has been observing his surroundings. The red light district is one of the places most likely to breed gangs. There are several tattooed men gathering in various corners, smoking and looking coldly at the tourists on the street. Although there were police patrols nearby, the two sides seemed to have reached a tacit understanding and turned a blind eye to each other's presence. Watson had to pull up his collar and once again told the levitating cloak disguised as a short-sleeved floral shirt to quietly pretend to be dead.

Soon, the destination arrived.

There is a row of buildings to the north of the small crystal square. The exterior decoration style of the orange building is very similar to that of the surrounding buildings. The large neon sign looks very conspicuous, but when placed here it becomes ordinary. As the distance shortened, Luper pretended to make a phone call, naturally slowing down and falling behind by half a body, and moved Watson to the front: "This is the last place the ghost gave me. He said in the message that the doorman understands English. You are a man. It’s up to you to negotiate in this situation first. Do you remember what we just discussed in the car?”

"of course."

Watson put his hands in his pockets and took two quick steps, pretending to be a rash boy: "Hey! Brother, is Sander here?"

"What are you doing? Who are you?" The muscular man holding a toothpick at the door turned his head and looked at Luper and Siyan. After a few seconds, he reluctantly returned to Watson's face, but he couldn't. What expression can be seen under that messy hair. Watson raised his left hand and pointed to Luper's position with his thumb: "Sander brought my two uncles to sneak here and fool around. They can't even get through on the phone. Do they think they can hide it? It's absolutely impossible. This aunt is very angry now. You let us go up, and I have to ask Xander where my uncles are."

"Oh, poor guy."

After hearing this, the muscular man's eyes changed again and again, and finally turned into gloating. He jabbered several paragraphs in Portuguese upstairs, and then said to Watson: "You guys wait a minute, Sander said he will be down soon."

A few minutes later, a big fat man appeared at the top of the corridor. He squeezed past the two smoking voluptuous girls in the corner, panted and moved down on his slippers. He opened his mouth with a string of grape-flavored English: "Hey! Hey! I'm Sander!" God, you are finally here! Those two people are completely unreachable, and I don’t even know if I should call the police!"

"what happened?"

Luper frowned, realizing that Ghost and Beltway must be causing trouble again.

"Those two people... they had a conflict with the Blood Paint Gang!" After Fatty Sander finished speaking, he had to put his hands on his hips and take a few deep breaths: "Everything was fine at first, but they went too crazy! Pink Ripple is the old territory of the Bloodsmear Gang. I warned them not to go in! Hell, I was almost scared to death when I heard the news this morning. God bless... don't let them find out that I brought them in. People, otherwise my business will be ruined!"

"Calm down, what did the two of them do?"

"them!"

Xander immediately stopped talking and looked around at the lively crowd. Then he approached Luper and whispered: "They beat up the eldest son of the Bloodstained Gang!"