<h4>Chapter 526 Betrayed By an Old Acquaintance, and a Deal</h4>


    A momentter, two shooters who were on the alert were grabbed by their throats and dragged into the bushes.


    Luke checked the clip in the AK in his hand and raised the gun behind a palm tree.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The people who were searching the chalet instantly copsed. “Behind us! He’s behind us!”


    “He slipped away!”


    Luke curled his lip. Who’s stupid enough to stay in the chalet to be blown up by you? Switching his position in the bushes, he shot down another two criminals who had juste back from searching the beach.


    Not bad, Luke murmured inwardly.


    This bunch had suddenly lost a handful of men in the ambush, but they didn’t scatter or flee. They were taking turns to cover each other as they moved.


    These shooters weren’t amateurs. They had clearly received some sort of training.


    They weren’t the best, but they certainly weren’t the worst either.


    Labeling these guys as such in his heart, Luke disappeared into the darkness again.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! His AK suddenly fired from another side of the chalet, taking down yet another two shooters.


    The shooters finally started to panic.


    Half of theirrades had been taken down even before they had eyes on the target. They hadn’t seen thising.


    Also, they had no idea how many men the other side had.


    “Cover each other and retreat to the left. There’s cover over there,” the captain ordered.


    The remaining six men instantly obeyed.


    They were sitting ducks in this small chalet. Just like when theyunched the RPG earlier, they were live targets, standing here.


    Once they blended into their surroundings, they would be able to contend with the enemy.


    The six of them spread out as they quickly ran for the vegetation on the side.


    They kept several meters away from each other to avoid being killed all at once. When the two men in the lead ran into the trees five meters away, thest two men had just stepped out of the chalet.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! From the roof above the side door of the chalet, Luke shot all six of them in the back one by one from his vantage point.


    He liked opponents who ran around the best. They were practically sending themselves to his gun.


    Jumping down from the roof, he aimed the AK to the left and right.


    Bam! Bam!


    Two guys were shot in the back of their heads.


    Another three had already been shot in the head, so Luke didn’t have to kill them again.


    Luke caught thest one, who had been shot in the leg. This was the captain who had given the order earlier.


    Dragging the guy to the porch, Luke didn’t get the answer he wanted from the tough guy until he crushed all his fingers and toes.


    Luke took out a Nokia phone from the guy’s pocket and showed him the call history. “Which one?”


    The captain was practically sobbing. “First one, the first one.”


    Luke nodded. “Tell your boss that you’vepleted the mission and that you’re bringing my body back. Got it?”


    The captain struggled to nod. He didn’t have a choice. This monster had said that if he yed any tricks, all his bones would be broken and he would be dragged along behind the car until the man found his boss.


    The captain would rather die right now than die from being dragged behind a car.


    Under Luke’s watch, the captain finished the call, then begged, “Can, can you give me a chance?”


    Luke nodded, then stood up.


    Bang!


    “I already gave you a chance to keep your bones intact.” He shrugged, threw away the AK, and took the M1911 and its clips off the captain.


    After dropping the bodies of the shooters into the ocean, he went back and picked up Vanessa.


    Luke didn’t have much in the chalet, but Vanessa’s phone and assorted items couldn’t be left behind so carelessly. In the wreck of a chalet, Vanessa, who was drenched, took off her only T-shirt and wiped herself dry with a big towel. Putting on his clothes not far away, Luke asked, “Wait for me in a safe ceter?”


    With her back to him, Vanessa dropped the towel and put on a shirt and light purple underwear. Then, she turned around and nced at him. “I want to know who tried to kill me too.”


    Luke was already dressed by then, and he forced a smile at her words. “Actually, they might be after me.”


    Vanessaughed. “I was the one who booked this chalet. I don’t think you were the only target of that RPG.”


    Luke thought for a moment and realized that it made sense. He could only warn her, “You might run into an old friendter.”


    Vanessa frowned. “Who?”


    Luke walked over and took out a pair of shorts from the closet. He sat her down and put them on her. “You just hide and don’t make a sound.”


    Vanessa frowned even harder but didn’t say anything


    Several minutester, they took one of the shooters’ cars and quietly left the chalet.


    In another seaside vi in Rio, two men were sitting across from each other.


    One of the men, who was rather short, asked impatiently, “How much longer do I have to wait, Christophe? It’s been half an hour. Your men said that they killed them. It’s time for you to pay up, right?” The man called Christophe had curly long hair and a thick beard. He was wearing a white shirt, dress pants, and a pair of thin, gold-rimmed spectacles, which made him look like a gentleman.


    Hearing what the short man said, he waved his ss. “Guadano, you know how I work. I don’t trust anything until I see it with my own eyes. So, you won’t get a cent from me before I see that man’s body.”


    Guadano frowned unhappily. “You won’t go back on your word, will you, Christophe?”


    A cold light shed in Christophe’s eyes behind his spectacles. “I’m a man of my word. I don’t care about one million dors, but I don’t like being tricked.”


    Guadano stood up abruptly. “Are you saying that I tricked you?”


    Christophe sneered. “Vanessa grew up with you, didn’t she? Didn’t you im that she’s your woman? How can I believe it’s her in that chalet with that man?”


    Guadano’s face darkened. He slowly sat down and took arge swig of the wine in his ss.


    Suddenly, he cursed. “That little b*tch. I pursued her for so many years, but she hooked up with a pretty boy after just several days. If I hadn’t checked her secret bank ount, I wouldn’t have known that she paid for the room. I can’t swallow the humiliation!”


    Christophe’s expression changed slightly. He was a little more convinced.


    Compared with some foreign pretty boy, Guadano had an ugly face; it wasn’t a stretch to say that he was uglier than the average Joe.


    Of course, Christophe didn’t believe Guadano’s bullsh*t about Vanessa being his dream lover. He believed this was simply Guadano destroying something he couldn’t have out of spite.