my beauty world

Chapter 26 Suicide Attack
Because sitting was very uncomfortable, Jessica woke up at dawn. In the co-pilot lying next to him, Ronan was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, and the bruises on his face disappeared a lot.

She was worried, and raised her body to touch Ronan's forehead.

As soon as the hand reached out, the wrist was grabbed.

Ronan opened his eyes, and Jessica said, "I'm worried you have a fever."

"I'm fine." Ronan let go of his hand.

Jessica didn't take back her hand, she touched Ronan's forehead, and felt relieved when she saw that it wasn't obviously hot.

"You are in the car, don't get out yet." Jessica went to the back of the car.

When she came back, Ronan also went to the back of the car to solve his personal problems, came back to rinse his mouth, took anti-inflammatory medicine, took the bag of bread that Jessica handed over, and ate it.

"What's next?" Jessica asked.

Ronan's shoulders and back were hurting. After a little thought, he said, "They won't give up. Get off the interstate and find a place to hide until I recover from my injury."

Jessica completely trusted Ronan: "I listen to you."

The two ate something, got into the car and prepared to leave.

Ronan took out the Glock 26, turned it over and handed it to Jessica: "Will it work?"

Jessica said, "Shooted a target at the shooting range."

Ronan asked her to take it, and said: "Put it in your bag, and be sure to carry it with you. I'm injured."

Jessica put away the gun and said, "I will."

Ronan nodded: "Let's go!"

Jessica drove across the intersection of interstate highways, heading north. Yesterday she looked at the map at the hotel, and going north was the border city of Tecate.

The fourth largest city in Baja California, like the Mexican city adjacent to the United States, has a relatively concentrated population and relatively chaotic order.

In the afternoon, when the pickup truck entered Tecate, Jessica first went to the shopping mall to buy clothes for Ronan to change into the bloody clothes, and then found a clinic for the doctor to help Ronan look at the wound.

Money clears the way, and it is a border city in Mexico, so there is not so much trouble.

The doctor looked at Jessica twice more: "You look familiar."

Jessica cut short and dyed her hair black, wore bulky clothes, changed her makeup, and rubbed some motor oil on her face before entering the city: "My husband and I often take this road to and from the border."

The doctor re-bandaged Ronan: "The wound is fine, be careful not to get wet."

Ronan nodded slightly, but did not speak.

His Spanish accent is different.

Jessica bought some more gauze, bandages and medicine, took out cash to pay the bill, and helped Ronan out of the clinic.

Then found a hotel to stay.

There are a lot of Americans coming from the other side of the border, especially those who come to find women. Mexico gives the green light. As long as the money is in place, no documents are required to stay in a hotel.

After entering the suite, sitting in the living room, you can see the other side of the border at a glance through the window.

Barbed wire separates two countries, like separating two worlds.

Jessica poured a glass of water for Ronan: "Are you going to sleep? I'll be watching, and I'll call you if I need something."

Ronan shook his head: "I'm fine."

Jessica asked, "Was it someone from the CIA last night?"

"I didn't ask." Ronan said simply, "One of them is very strong, I dare not hold back."

Jessica has seen Ronan's injury, and has feelings for this. Before the TV station parking lot, and escaped from the villa, Ronan dealt with those people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

What Ronan thought of was the real existence of werewolves. Will there be other things in Western legends, such as vampires, in this world?
I remember where I read that werewolves and vampires can live for a long time, and they are still deadly enemies.

Looking back carefully, the soul fragments of the ancients might fall on them.

Ronan asked the question again: "Jesse, why is the CIA chasing you?"

Jessica shook her head: "I don't know."

Ronan added: "Understanding this may solve the crux of the problem."

"I'm weird too." Jessica still had the same answer: "I've never dealt with them."

Ronan sighed secretly and stopped asking.

Jessica quietly changed the subject: "Do you have any trusted friends? Someone as powerful as you..."

Ronan understood what she meant and said, "I only trust the gun in my hand."

Traitor of the original world, the world's only cooperation with law enforcement agencies, had a great influence on him.

Besides, he encountered so many messy things when he came here, how could he have time to make friends with people.

Jessica had the sensibility of a woman, she opened and closed her mouth, and finally couldn't help but said, "You can trust me."

Ronan looked at Jessica and nodded slightly.

Most people are double-faced, and Ronan and Jessica are no exception.

The latter never mentioned what her father did, and even denied any connection with the CIA.

Ronan also concealed his purpose.

These two people who each hide secrets in their hearts form a strange combination of stars and bodyguards.

For the next few days, Ronan and Jessica stayed in Tecate City with peace of mind.

Ronan is recuperating, and Jessica often takes out her mobile phone to watch.

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The north side of the U.S.-Mexico border wall in Chula Vista.

For many Latin Americans across the wall, this side is synonymous with paradise.

Every year, a large number of Hispanics try their best to enter this country.

The resulting smuggling is also a hot business in border areas.

Bell took on a job today, taking a few black uncles who smuggled over to go shopping in a nearby supermarket.

In the evening, he drove into the car, pulled four black uncles, and went straight to the nearest Kirk supermarket.

There is a language barrier between the two sides, but the job is very simple, as long as you send the person there, you don't need him to be responsible when you come back.

Pulling the people, Bell came to the parking lot of the supermarket, pointed to the brightly lit supermarket, and said in the simplest terms: "There! There!"

Uncle Hei in the co-pilot grinned at him, called the three companions in the back seat to get off the car, and walked towards the supermarket together.

"It's so dark!" Bell didn't dare to say it in front of him, because it would be very troublesome, but he said casually behind his back: "Can we find people when the lights are turned off at night?"

Turning the car around and preparing to leave the parking lot, a car came in and took the way out to park, so Bell had to wait for a while.

Turning his head to look at the supermarket, he saw four dark guys through the glass curtain wall at a glance.

The four black uncles entered the supermarket and walked towards different places separately.

Bell found that there seemed to be something extra in their hands, and pressed his hand on it.

What are you doing?
These guys haven't even been to a supermarket, have they?
As soon as Bell had this thought, he heard a loud bang, and his ears buzzed!

boom!boom!boom!
Three more huge explosions sounded, and Bell's mind became dizzy, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Exclamations, cries, and screams have already rang out.

Bell came back to his senses and knew that he was in trouble, and the trouble was not so big.

Subconsciously, he started the car, drove out of the exit passage, and drove crazily towards the Mexican border.

The whole of Chula Vista is in shambles!

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In Tijuana, near the Pacific Ocean, there is a small three-story building.

The nameplate of an American trading company hangs on the main entrance, but it is actually a secret office of the CIA here.

Tom came over by plane and was sent here immediately to tell his old boss Matt Grave face-to-face about the last operation.

"The job that Alessandro arranged for me was to wait in the car as a driver." Tom had to be honest: "I wanted to assist Owen on the roof, so I parked behind another row of houses, and Owen was shot dead by Ronan , hit my car..."

Matt Grave was expressionless, listening to Tom carefully.

Tom stayed in the car all the time, didn't see a lot of things, he could only talk about what he heard with his ears, and what he watched quietly at the end: "I heard what seemed to be Alessandro's screams, and found the windows through the front and rear walls. Taking a sneak peek, Alessandro was on fire, and Ronan smashed his head with an AK, and Ronan shot Silva's head with a pistol."

Matt Grave asked: "In other words, Alessandro was killed by Ronan's head-on defeat?"

Tom thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

Matt Grave got up and walked around, and this was troublesome.

Matt Grave knows Alessandro's true identity very well, so he has been hired many times to cooperate with him.

In close combat, he was no match for Alessandro.

It seems that the machete needs to be transferred.

Several subordinates looked at Matt Grave, waiting for him to make a decision.

The first time Matt Grave knew the news, he actually made a decision. He had a real interview and confirmed that there was no problem. He said: "Judy, contact our people in the Mexican police and ask them to issue a warrant for Ronan. He kidnapped Princess Jessica!"

A famous woman said: "This will become public, and the consequences will be uncontrollable."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cell phone rang, and he connected it. After hearing a few sentences, his expression changed drastically: "What? Chula Vista was hit by a suicide bomb attack?"

After the other side finished speaking, Matt Grave said again: "Okay! Church, I will wait for you in Chula Vista."

(End of this chapter)