my beauty world

Chapter 21 You Pay, I Help
In the dark night, the running tall figure turned his head from time to time, and the sound of explosions and gunshots sounded one after another from behind, obviously a fierce exchange of fire was taking place.

Jessica's breath gradually became heavy, and she held back the tears brought about by tension and fear, and continued to run forward.

The loneliness of being hunted down hits my heart at this moment.

The night was thick, gradually I couldn't see the direction of the road ahead, and there was darkness in front of my eyes.

At the rear, a car light suddenly turned on, and Jessica's heart sank. The pursuers are coming!
You can't run fast, and you have nowhere to run.

Jessica was desperate. Once a beautiful woman like herself fell into the hands of gangsters, what kind of disaster would she encounter?
What about him?died?Or did he abandon her and run away?
The car caught up, and Jessica stopped, waiting for the verdict of fate.

A familiar voice shouted, "Get in the car!"

Headlights illuminate the road ahead!
Jessica immediately opened the door and got on the co-pilot. There was a smell of blood in the car. She looked at Ronan who was driving. He was covered in mud, but he was not injured.

Ronan hurriedly drove away from the area.

"I stopped the pursuers." He said casually, "There are too many of them!"

Jessica nodded and asked, "Where are we going?"

Ronan said, "Find a safe place to hide first, and I'll treat the wound."

Jessica asked concerned: "Are you injured?"

The back of Ronan's neck from being hit by the cactus was burning hot, and when his collar touched it, it was sore: "It's okay, a small injury."

He pondered for a while, and said: "I caught someone alive, and asked briefly. Among your people, there are traitors who secretly tipped off the news. It is best to find a remote place where no one will know."

Jessica thought for a while and said, "I have a friend from Cary Town in the south. Her parents have both passed away and she seldom comes back to live here. Let's go there first?"

Ronan nodded: "Yes."

Leaving the wealthy area and entering the city center, in a place like Mexicali with relatively poor municipal functions and infrastructure, there is no need to worry about surveillance at all.

There are many chaotic places in the urban area, where traffickers and gangs are rampant.

Ronan easily found the residence of a group of traffickers and planned to steal their black cars.

A very common pickup, especially useful in Mexico and the southern United States.

Ronan came to the driver's seat and said to Jessica who was following up, "Use the card."

Jessica gave it to Ronan, and Ronan broke the straight hairpin wire. He just got professional and strong lockpicking skills tonight, and in less than ten seconds, he opened the old-fashioned car door lock.

Get in the car, pull down the sun visor, luckily, there is a key.

It seems that the traffickers are ready to run away at any time.

I drove away from the city center, found a 24-hour convenience store, bought some food, and left Mexicali for more than 30 kilometers to the south, taking advantage of the night to come to Cali Town.

Jessica's friend's house is a single family on the southern edge of the town.

Ronan parked the car behind the house and covered it with a tarp. Jessica had been here before and had the key to the house, so she opened the back door and entered.

The house is clean and Ronan's hand is on the gun.

Jessica hurriedly said: "A few days ago, we came here to live secretly for two days, and then she returned to Los Angeles."

Ronan nodded: "Rest first, we'll talk about things tomorrow."

After taking off the tactical vest and sitting on the sofa, the back of my neck still feels uncomfortable.

Along the way, he pulled out all the cactus thorns he could touch.

After falling asleep for a while, it was dawn soon. Ronan simply washed up, checked the environment around, returned to the living room on the first floor, and ate some convenience food.

The back of the neck still hurts from the thorns, and the thorns stuck in this place are not easy to pull out.

Jessica came out of the bedroom with the medicine box in hand: "I'll help you."

Ronan glanced at her and nodded slightly.

Jessica went around behind the sofa and pressed down on Ronan's head. Her long nails grabbed a thorn and pulled it out.

Check carefully, there is nothing else, open the medicine box and take out alcohol cotton pads, and help Ronan wipe the redness and swelling on his neck.

"Better?" she asked.

Ronan nodded: "It's much better, thank you."

Jessica put away the medicine box, turned to sit opposite him: "I should say thank you."

Ronan was still the face of the bounty hunter: "You paid for it."

These words directly killed the day, Jessica took a box of biscuits and ate them.

Ronan checked the gun and thought about it at the same time, mainly from the memory information of the soul fragment +4.

That man is from the CIA!

Ian Sommers is also from the CIA.

Harvey Gonzalez said that Antonio Garcia grew up with the support of the CIA, and wanted to get rid of the control of the CIA after he became bigger. His whereabouts have been secretive for more than a year, which is also related to this.

People from the CIA show up among those who kidnapped his daughter Jessica.

Combining the previous encounters, Ronan has a guess that the CIA may be doing something that has a direct relationship with Antonio, and even wants to attack Jessica.

Thinking of this, I can't help but shake my head secretly. After the Ian-Sommers pair, are we facing off against the CIA again?
Ronan had a toothache: You CIA people come out to act, can you stop pretending to be other identities, and show your CIA logo, okay?
At least four CIA agents died directly at his hands. Ronan was a little bit annoyed, but the thing was done and it was done, and there was nothing to regret.

That time with Ian Sommers, he didn't fight back, waiting to be silenced?
To poke a hornet's nest, one must have the self-consciousness to face the CIA's pursuit. Ronan is even more urgent to find Antonio Garcia.

Antonio Garcia has a very spiritual leopard with him, most likely a spirit leopard.

Ronan made many inquiries, but none of them found the whereabouts of the raw materials needed to be promoted to the Predator. The only hopeful thing at present is the Spirit Leopard.

It is necessary to improve its strength to face the possible pursuit from the CIA.

Things have come to the present step by step, only one's own strength is the root.

Thinking of this, Ronan deliberately asked: "Jessica, there is something I want to ask."

Jessica smiled sweetly, "Just call me Jesse."

Ronan said: "The person I caught for interrogation last night is from the CIA."

Jessica was quite surprised: "CIA?"

Ronan asked: "I'm curious, why did the CIA target you?"

"I... I don't know." Jessica would not tell the truth: "I have never dealt with them."

Ronan looked at her.

Jessica looked sincere: "I'm a star, it's impossible to provoke the CIA..."

As a star, acting is a basic skill.

Ronan said: "The CIA is pervasive, so don't contact people casually, unless you are absolutely trustworthy." He again mentioned what he said last night: "Your hiding place is exposed, it is betrayed by a traitor."

Jessica originally wanted to contact her father's subordinates, but at this moment, her heart was pounding. She grabbed Ronan's hand and said pitifully, "Can I trust you? You are my only hope."

Ronan withdrew his hand and said lightly: "I have professional standards, you have paid for it."

Hearing his simple words, Jessica was relieved: "Let's go west, you send me to Tijuana, and I will pay you another 50 dollars!"

Ronan took the initiative to reach out his hand: "Deal!"

Jessica shook his hand: "Deal!"

The last time I met my father, I made an appointment to meet her next time in Tijuana. My father never let her down. For example, she said that she wanted to be a singer.

Her father immediately spent a large sum of money to make her famous.

Judging from yesterday's performance, this bounty hunter from the United States is trustworthy.

She pays, he contributes.

After breakfast, Ronan called Jessica and went out to buy some necessities.

Go to the town to refuel first, and then go to the supermarket to buy, especially food and drinking water.

Also, bought scissors and hair dye.

Back in the house, Ronan handed the scissors to Jessica: "There are too many people who know you, you'd better cut off your hair and change your hair color."

Jessica took the scissors and grabbed the long brown hair, holding on for a long time.

The long hair that has been kept for many years is cut off with one knife, as if it was cut on the heart.

Ronan went to sort out the food, drinking water and gasoline he had bought.

Not long after, Jessica said, "You help me sort it out."

Ronan went back, took the scissors, and helped her trim her hair.

The craftsmanship is limited and the cut is not good.

A strand of hair fell to Jessica's neck, and she took it off and threw it aside. Jessica was itchy and couldn't help turning her head to look at her handsome face under the golden sunlight.

Jessica wondered, this person has a good figure and good-looking face, why did he choose this industry?
Ronan adjusted the hair dye and dyed Jessica's ear-length hair black.

Jessica changed her style when putting on makeup, and put on fat clothes to cover up her figure, and she no longer looked like a star and had aura.

The so-called elegance and aura of a star are also set off by gorgeous clothes and exquisite makeup.

Most celebrities, taking off their clothes and washing off their heavy makeup, are not much better than passers-by.

Ronan also made adjustments to his outfit, picking up two more hats, one for himself and the other for Jessica.

"Go!" He picked up the black bag with the gun and went out the back door.

Jessica put on her bag and followed.

(End of this chapter)