I love you, I won't kill you

Looking at the tropical city behind him, Angie said regretfully, "Julie, are we really going to that Panama City?"

Julie looked at her in the rearview mirror while driving, "You want to stay here, of course you can. Tell me, what attracts you here?"

With all the images of Miami in my mind, Angie almost uttered, "Uh...Latin American food, music, sunshine, a lot of vegetation and scenic spots...oh, and Miami Beach, hehehe. "

Susan sat in the passenger seat and smiled back, "Not bad. If you can speak Spanish or Haitian Creole, I think we can get along better with some neighbors."

Angie asked in confusion, "Some neighbors? What do you mean?"

Julie smiled crookedly, "Angie, what she means is that if we live here for two months, you will soon find out that our neighbors may be a bunch of pigtails on their heads and Haiti in their mouths." slang, unscrupulous 'pirates of the Caribbean' who sell drugs with guns and rob everything."

"God, is what you said true? How do I feel, what you said is like the movie played by Johnny Depp?" Angie cried with his eyes in disbelief.

Julie both laughed, and Susan laughed and said, "That's a movie, little girl! The 'pirates' here don't drink rum and say welcome to the Caribbean!"

Julie went on to explain, "This city composed of mostly Latin American ethnic groups and Caribbean island residents is actually a city piled up by drugs. Of course, the drug industry here has also created luxury car agencies, five-star Hotels, high-end apartments, bustling nightclubs, etc.”

As a girl from a country with strict anti-pornography and anti-drug laws, it was the first time Angie heard that a city was built by drugs.Therefore, she did not refute Julie's explanation.

"What's the matter, little girl? What she's talking about is just the dark side of this city. In fact, I think this place is just like your impression, sunshine, Miami Beach, rum, bikinis..." Susan cared Gotta say it to Angie.

"It's nothing, it's just... I never knew about these things." Angie really couldn't think of a more precise answer.

"Hehe, eat something if you don't understand it. Angie, most of these things are yours." Susan changed the subject and smiled.

Angie smiled awkwardly, "I know, I will definitely return the money to you tomorrow. By the way, I heard that Miami has another name called...'God's Reception Room'. Is that right?"

Julie said relaxedly, "Angie, the food money will be your rent, how about it?"

"Oh, wouldn't it? Uh...thank you, Julie."

"God's reception room, indeed. Although this is the city with the highest murder rate in the United States, many people still visit here every year. Uh...it's a good retirement city." Julie said with a smile.

Angie said while eating hazelnuts, "Susan, Julie, I really like being good friends with you. You can tell me a lot and teach me a lot."

Susan handed Julie a bottle of energy drink and said comfortably, "More than that, Julie, what do you think?"

Julie glanced at her and didn't say anything, just drove the car all the way north.At around 6:[-] p.m., three people drove to the Ocoee area outside the central city of Orlando.

"Hey, girls, do you want to have dinner?" Julie turned on the car's GPS to search for nearby restaurants and asked.

Angie looked out the car window. The two-way, 16-lane interstate highway was lined with dense forests, and there were hardly any houses or decent commercial areas.Then he asked, "Julie, is there a restaurant here? But... I don't see anything here?"

"Hehe, of course it's not on the side of the interstate, but on the north side...West Colonial Avenue. Uh...that's the road." Julie quickly scanned the address name displayed on the GPS screen, Said.

"Forget it, how about we pull over to rest?" Angie asked the opinions of the two people in front.

Julie looked at Susan, "What do you think, if you want to go to the restaurant, I can get off the expressway immediately."

Susan thought for a while and said, "It will take more than five hours to go from here to Panama City, right?"

"Yeah, it's probably expected to arrive at the vacation home before 12 o'clock tonight."

"I think we'd better hit the road, Julie."

An agreement was reached, and Julie pulled over in the emergency lane of the interstate.After resting for about ten minutes, Susan continued to drive westward until the small town in St. Andrew's Bay.

It was late at night when Susan drove up West 15th Avenue in central Panama City.Looking at Angie who was asleep in the back seat, she whispered to Julie, "Do you think the landlord will open the door for us when we arrive now?"

"Hehe, there's no need for him to open the door for us. Isn't the key always hidden in the flower pot next to it?" Julie said.

"Okay, I gotta take a good shower at the love house. Tomorrow...where are we going tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow... get our work done first. Then..."

"Hey, you don't mean to say, go to Pensacola tomorrow?"

Julie smiled and shook her head, "No, I'll go to Pensacola by myself. You can ask Angie to accompany you, wherever you go."

At this time, Angie felt a little thirsty, opened his eyes and wanted to sit up.Suddenly hearing the conversation between the two people in front, I thought to myself, "Hmm... Where does Julie want to go alone? Where is Pensacola, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Angie, wake up, we're here." Susan parked the car on Drake Avenue near 15th Street, at the entrance of a bungalow-style villa, and turned to Angie who was lying on the seat.

"Oh, we're here? What's this place?" When Angie got out of the car, she only felt that she was in a parking shed with ventilation on all sides.

"This is the vacation home we will live in for a few months. Take your luggage. No, I have to take a shower quickly." After finishing a few words, Susan headed towards the vacation home on the right side of the parking shed. go.

In the silence and darkness around, through the shadows of the trees on the left and right of the house, Anji saw that there were many adjacent bungalow villas with pointed roofs on both sides of the road.Carrying the suitcase, and following Julie to the holiday house, he asked quietly, "Julie, I think it's so quiet here, are there people living in these houses?"

"Hehe, don't be afraid, there are people living in the houses here. Believe me, you will fall in love with this place." Julie turned and walked towards the flagstone path next to the holiday house.

Coming to a strange environment, walking into a strange house, obediently obeying Julie's arrangement and entering a bedroom, Angie put the suitcase next to the bed, and lay down on the big bed in relief.

Julie walked in at this moment, smiling and sitting on a chair by the wall, "Angie, what do you think of this place? If you're not used to it, we can find another vacation home tomorrow."

Angie looked at the layout of the room and said with a smile, "Thank you, I think this place is pretty good.

"Okay, uh...the bathroom is outside, you can take a shower later. Shall we go to get a part-time job tomorrow morning?" Julie asked in a tentative tone.

"This Julie, why is she in such a hurry to find a job? Doesn't she want to take a vacation?" Angie thought to herself, but then said, "Okay. Uh... can I take an extra day off and find a job?"

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