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Wanting to get this "job" as a call girl is fake, and wanting to get the so-called "job salary" is also fake. The real purpose of Gloria's agreement to meet the Russian boss is to remove the implanted to a tiny cryptographic chip inside the body.

Since Igor Kapralov can have Russian girls injected with ototoxic drugs, he must also have a complete set of convenient medical equipment and related medical personnel.

Instead of going to Miami for a minor surgery at the risk of being caught by federal agents and the Miami police, it is better to take this opportunity to use the Russian's personal doctor to achieve his own goals, which is what Gloria planned.

In addition, the tactics of this Russian who dressed himself up as an American high-society official were too vicious.In order to meet some special needs of the pornographic service industry in the Miami area, the controlled Russian girls were injected with poisonous drugs, artificially turning a normal girl into a deaf-mute call girl.

"Go in." A low voice came from the door.

"Please, don't give me any more injections, okay?" A female voice with a crying voice said.

Two muscular Russian men walked into the office with a young girl with a slightly unsteady gait.As the young girl passed Gloria, she looked at her pleadingly, hoping for help.

The next thing that made Gloria even more shocked and angry was that the right eye and eye socket of the young girl had obviously been severely punched several times.

The red, swollen, blood-stained and bruised right eye could hardly be opened anymore, the swollen face, bloodshot lips, messy hair, and tight miniskirt covered in dirt really made people unable to bear to look directly at it.

"Valery, is she the other one who ran away?" Igor turned his head and asked.

"Yes, boss."

"What's her name? I'm sorry, but I can't remember the names of so many bitches."

"Katerina. Came to Miami from Ukraine 3 months ago."

"Uh, boss, what happened to this girl?" Gloria asked, standing aside.

"It's nothing. Girls who run away, refuse to provide services to customers, and violate agreements will all end up like this." Igor continued to drink and said something nonchalant.

Valery leaned against the bar on the right side of the office, held a glass of Scotch whiskey and said, "Hey, Joe, you'd better remember what the boss said. Otherwise, I can hardly guarantee that you won't become the second Katerina .”

Igor glanced at him, "Valery, you have to treat our new girl like a gentleman."

Then, turning his gaze to Yakov, "You take Joe to the doctor's office for a check-up. The client is the fucking god, we have to give the client a healthy, vibrant girl."

Yakov nodded and said to Gloria, "Let's go."

"Come back! After the inspection, take her to take a shower and change clothes. It's dirty and smelly, I suspect she probably swam from Cuba to Miami?!" Igor wrinkled slightly Frowning, joking.

"Hahaha..." The other people around, together with Igor himself, laughed unscrupulously.

As they made their way to the medical office on the third floor, Gloria asked Yakov, "What are you going to do with that girl?"

Yakov squinted at her and said disapprovingly, "Hmm, you've seen it. I think as long as she doesn't run away and continues to receive drug injections, nothing will happen again."

"So, is there really no problem with this drug injection?"

"of course."

"However, your boss just said that he will give the healthy girl to the client."

"Yes. However, when we introduce to customers, we can say that you suffer from congenital deaf-mute disease, and you are still a virgin."

"Well, you can make more dollars from customers that way!?" Gloria said.

"Camilla, you're smart. Well, now I'm kind of in love with you. How about we take a shower together later..." Yakov grinned, reaching for her ass.

"I'm sorry, I'm not Camilla." Gloria suddenly grabbed the bastard's right wrist as if she had eyes on her back, and said calmly.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so strong."

"Really? You're welcome."

Yakov kept rubbing his right wrist with his left hand, and asked questioningly, "Hey, where did you come from? God, did you really smuggle in from Cuba?"

Gloria gave him a sideways look. "No. I was born and raised in America, and I've been on the East Coast."

"East Coast? Well, which city?"

"Why, are you interested in knowing my past?"

"No, maybe it's a coincidence. Camilla just disappeared, and you showed up."

The two came outside an office on the third floor, and the two walked into the room.Yakov looked at a man in a white-medical work gown at the front desk on the left, and said in Russian English, "Hey, doctor, you have work to do again."

Gloria felt that this person was very familiar, and suddenly remembered the information he searched on the Internet.Immediately, he smiled at the man unusually calmly, "Hello, doctor."

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