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Before being infected with an alien pathogen, Gloria had no fear of Russians staying in the United States.Of course, after the chromosomal mutation, she doesn't need to worry about what two strange Russian men will do to her.

Therefore, rather than being forced into the car, it is better to say that she was half-voluntary.Either way, now that she's a "fugitive" from a US federal agency, she may never be able to return to her life as a captained pilot and Mars landing astronaut with a wonderful family and a successful career.

A few minutes earlier, judging from the conversation between the two quick, undramatic men, they had indeed mistook Gloria for a Chechen girl from the Chechen Republic of the Russian Federation.

With hound-like eyes, Valery said to his accomplice after observing Gloria carefully, "Yakov, we seem to have caught the wrong person, this bitch is not Camilla!"

Yakov was silent for a few seconds, "Well, that's right. Although the appearance and figure are very similar to that stinky bitch, it is impossible for the accent and body odor to be completely changed within a few days." After finishing speaking, put He put his face up to Gloria's neck and sniffed vigorously.

"What should we do now? If the boss knows that we didn't catch Camilla, but just caught an American woman for work..." Valery shook his head and said helplessly.

"What are you waiting for, throw her out!" Yakov shouted.

"Wait. What do you think of this American woman?"

"What do you mean?"

"Anyway, the boss's client needs a Russian girl, so we will send her to the client as Camilla, what do you think?"

"Well, let's say she's Camilla's younger sister, who just came to America from Chechnya."

"That's right. She's given an aminoglycoside antibiotic in the muscle before being sent to the client."

Gloria, who was sitting in the back seat, immediately understood the conversation between the two Russian men.Apparently, they could be from some Russian gang in Miami.

This Russian gangster group operates and controls the Russian girl pornography service industry in part of the Miami area.The girl named "Camila" escaped probably because she was forced to receive intramuscular injections of aminoglycoside antibiotics.

Gloria still knew what aminoglycoside antibiotics were.This is an ototoxic drug, and its side effects are mainly to damage the 8th cranial nerve of the brain (the auditory nerve).

This drug can cause structural damage to the inner ear, which can cause temporary or permanent hearing loss.The loss of hearing means the loss of "speaking", an important physiological function that is necessary for everyone.

"Hey, I know what you're talking about. What if I said, I don't want to be 'Camilla''s sister?" At this moment, Gloria wanted to know the purpose of gangsters cruelly persecuting innocent girls.

"It doesn't matter. We can also say that you are from Ukraine, Belarus or Armenia. Anyway, rich fucking Americans like dumb bitches from Russia, hahaha!" Yakov said while driving.

"No, I mean I'm not afraid of the police getting into trouble with you? I mean illegal kidnapping, violently injuring others, and forcing others to work in pornographic services?" After Gloria finished speaking, she turned to look at Wa, who was watching her Columni.

"Hahaha, the American police are a bunch of shit! Miss, do you think I'm forcing you?"

"of course."

"Okay, I believe you are serious. Valery, the boss didn't say when to let us go back, did he?"

"No, he just asked us to find Camilla." Valery replied calmly.

"Okay, you do it. Put the body in the trunk first, and tomorrow it will be transported to the Everglades Park to feed the crocodiles." Yakov's tone was very cold-blooded.

Gloria immediately understood that if she didn't want to become a "Russian girl Camila" working in pornography, then she would be ruthlessly killed and thrown into the Miami swamp to feed the crocodiles. To achieve perfect destruction of corpses and traces.

In fact, it is not very difficult to kill a few Russians with her current means.If she really wanted to do something, she could have struck first when she was brought into the car just now.

"Please don't kill me, okay?" Gloria's words trembled on purpose.

"Okay." Valery said.

"Well, can you make a lot of money doing this job?"

"Hmm, $8000 a week."

"sounds good."

"However, you can earn more dollars if you're willing to take the injection."

Gloria asked intentionally, "Injection? Is that what you call an aminoglycoside antibiotic injection?"

Yakov glanced at the central rearview mirror, "That's right. Don't worry, you won't lose your voice completely, and we will manage the injection dose."

About 10 minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz SUV the three of them were riding in drove into a Russian-style restaurant on 125th Avenue in North Miami.

Gloria observed the situation in front of the restaurant through the car window, and turned to Valery, "I'm sorry, I'm hungry now. Can I have something to eat first, and it's better to have another glass of red grapefruit flavored vodka. "

Valery nodded and said softly, "No problem. However, the meal expenses will be deducted from your salary."

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