The Wolf of Los Angeles

The sudden appearance of goods made the hunting team's atmosphere tense.

Hawke and Erica held spears and chose the cover.

Although I hope Duran and others will not be blinded, if the other party makes any changes, the two will shoot without hesitation.

These two guys are cruel and ruthless, and they have dozens of lives under their command.

Hunters who use hunting as their profession kill too many large animals and lack respect for their lives.

Duran remembered that the plane threw down several orange emergency kits, and this was one of them.

The others are also full of goods?

If you get it and sell it, you can leave America and find a place to retire and retire.

These thoughts came to my mind, and Duran subconsciously touched the pistol at his waist.

His hand touched the cold metal gun handle and immediately shrank back.

Duran turned his head and looked behind him. The man and woman were holding a long spear, with their muzzle drooping, and they stood by a big tree twenty meters away.

There were a few people behind him. Although they couldn't see clearly, Duran knew that they must have been carrying spears.

These things can not only clear the black bear's head, but also help people calm their impulsive emotions.

Duran's big bearded face immediately smiled and said, "The lesson card print that bear eats may come from here."

Hawke said, "That's not our business, let's go."

Even though the muzzle was pointed at the ground, Erica's finger was resting on the trigger.

Duran has already woken up and glanced at the two assistants who were about to drool at the first aid kit. He reminded: "There are too many of these things. It must be created by a large trafficker organization. Those **** who transport drugs across the border are all desperate people. , let's go quickly! ”

Lemmer couldn't help but: "Boss, let's get a few bags, just a few bags."

Hawke glanced at Erica: "Let's go first."

Erica nodded slightly.

The two of them retreated with guns, still staring at Duran and the other two.

Duran said to the two assistants again: "Go!"

Not everyone has a clear understanding. Lemmer took off his coat, threw himself on the ground, and put bags of things on it: "Boss, there is no one here, we meet it, it's ours, this money can be compared with We have made a lot in the past ten years!”

Another assistant said, "Three people are enough!"

"You are crazy!" Duran turned around and left, reminding: "We can't grasp this kind of wealth!"

The two of them were closing their heads without raising their heads.

Duran had no choice but to say, "I will leave you a car."

Lemmer looked up and said, "Boss, we will leave you one."

Duran, taking it as if he didn't hear it, accelerated his pace and chased Hawke and Erica.

When Hawke and Erica quit the woods and arrived at the convoy's location, the few bodyguards left behind had already loaded the black bear's body into the truck's bucket of another pickup truck.

At the same time, the tarp is covered on the truck.

Raul asked, "We're going to evacuate now?"

Hawke said loudly without hesitation, "Get on the bus, get on the bus!"

He and Erica got into the back seat of the pickup truck with the crocodile and Raul entered the driver's seat.

At the edge of the woods, Duran ran out panting and shouted to Hawk, "Wait for me! Wait for me!"

On another pickup truck, Morientes took out his gun and pointed it at Duran.

Duran came to Hawke's window and said, "Leave a car, I'll follow you."

Hawke looked over the woods and saw that no one came out. He pointed to the passenger seat: "Get on the bus."

Duran quickly got into the co-pilot.

The group drove over in total four leather cars, one of which was equipped with a crane at the back, and the other two were equipped with black bears and American crocodile respectively.

The empty one stayed.

The three pickup trucks roared a motor and walked back along the way.

Duran grabbed the handrail on the side of his head and asked, "Do you need to get the hunting company to come and pick it up?"

Hawke said, "No, let's go back."

Duran won't say more.

This area is an uninhabited area. Going further forward is a hunting area, which is a bit far from the town of Kissimmee.

Three pickup trucks turned out of the dirt road that was difficult to walk and turned into the bumpy road that was unmaintained and had a bumpy road. After walking for more than an hour, seven or eight black off-road vehicles drove towards us.

All vehicles are sprayed with DEA ​​marks.

That is the abbreviation of the Drug Enforcement Bureau under the Ministry of Justice.

Watching the DEA's convoy pass by, thinking of the goods contained in the orange-red first aid kit, Duran's face became extremely ugly, and the two **** were still in the woods.

If they just brought a bag of goods, it was completely time to leave.

I was afraid that the two of them would not be greedy, so after they packed the bag, they went to look for other ones.

Duran has already persuaded him.

Now, he can only say God blessed.

Hawke watched the convoy go away and said, "DEA? Going for those things? When did they work so amazingly?"

"In the early years, DEA was quite dedicated, but the level of responsibility in recent years was touching." Erica laughed at herself: "The sense of responsibility is comparable to LAPD."

"It's not DEA that is so responsible, it seems to be another organization."

Duran interrupted, "Is it the FBI?" Erica said casually, "It may be the CIA."

Duran nodded repeatedly: "I have heard that the CIA uses the convenience of work to traffic drugs. A friend who works at the Orlando Police Department told me that the largest trafficker organization in South America and Mexico has basically been seen."

"This is one of the traditional skills of the CIA," Erica said.

Compared with LAPD, who is good at frame-up and collecting black money, CIA has more traditional skills.

Hawke said to Duran, "If it was really a CIA, your two assistants will be in trouble."

Duran sighed, "I have advised them, but in the face of a large number of goods that can be transformed into money, I said that they may turn against each other."

Hawke said nothing more and looked out the window.

Three pickup trucks were soon back to Kissimmee.

Erica called the hunting company and agreed to meet at the specimen factory in Orlando.

Hawke wants to let go of Duran.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

But the bearded man said, "I'll go to Orlando with you and stay at the partner company for a few days, it's safer there."

Hawke nodded slightly, telling the convoy not to stop in Kissimmee and headed straight to Orlando.

The pickup trucks crossed Kissimmee and turned onto the highway to Orlando.

...

The woods and wetlands are in the junction of the woods, and Lemmer and another assistant are walking out of the woods.

With the experience of following Duran in the wild hunting and working as a guide in the past few years, the two followed the footsteps of the black bear and quickly found another orange-red first aid kit.

But the bag was torn even harder, and most of the white powder was sprinkled on the ground.

However, the two of them were lucky and found another first aid kit nearby, filled with goods.

Lemmer smiled from ear to ear, and didn't feel tired after being busy for most of the day. He followed his companions with his bag and left the woods.

"Don't you know some gang characters in Orlando?" Lemmer said to his companions as he walked, "Go to find him quickly after you go back. It doesn't matter if the price is low. Let's take action quickly and leave Florida after getting the money."

The companion nodded and asked, "Is that one?"

Lemmer did not answer and asked back, "Didn't Duran give up?"

The companions were stunned for a moment and soon figured out that if they were given a few points, they would get one more.

The two walked out of the woods and saw the pickup truck.

Lemmer knew Duran very well and knew that he was a person with a thief heart and courage, but he was not big enough and very affectionate.

Duran will definitely leave a car if requested.

Suddenly, on the other side of the car, five strong men holding rifles flashed out, and the leading man shouted loudly: "DEA, raise your hands and let me see your hands!"

The others pointed their guns at the two of them.

Lemmer was startled and saw the automatic firepower, so he quickly let go of the bag in his hand and raised his hand high.

His companion's speed was not slower than his at all. He was afraid that he would be slower, so he shot him to death.

"We are not drug dealers." Lemmer raised his hand and quickly explained: "We are professional hunters..."

The person who called out didn't listen at all and pulled the trigger directly.

The other four people wearing DEA uniforms also shot without hesitation.

After a burst of gunfire, Lemmer and the others lay on the ground, dying that they could not die any more.

The leading DEA issued an order: "People come over, find a place with crocodiles, and throw people into the water."

Another person picked up the intercom and shouted.

The off-road fleet drove over quickly.

Someone went over to look at the orange-red emergency bag and the clothes package. He searched the bodies of two people and said, "The goods are less."

The leader took out the GPS tracker and displayed the screen, marking the location where other packets fell.

These men packed the goods, threw them into the waters in the distance, and went into the woods to look for the remaining parcels.

...

In a factory in southern Orlando, workers are busy unloading black bears and American crocodile trucks.

Hawke shook hands with the company manager who came to greet him and said directly: "These two are made into specimens and then sent to Los Angeles."

The customer paid enough money, and the manager said that nothing was a problem: "We started construction today. The crocodile and black bear are reminded that the black bear has a large potential and wounds, which need to be repaired. It is expected that it will take as soon as one and a half months to complete."

Hawke said, "Yes."

The manager asked again, "Is there anything else we need to do?"

Hawke thought for a while and said, "I need to buy some local specialty souvenirs."

The manager quickly led the way: "Please go here."

Hawke and Erica followed him to the sales area in front.

The two of them bought some local products, and took a plane to leave Orlando that night, and came to Miami to enjoy the sunny beach and sea water.

Perhaps the Curse of the Lord of the Gods did not open his crow's mouth. This time during the trip to Florida, except for encountering dealers using an airplane to drop an orange-red first aid kit, Hawke and Erica did not encounter any other accidents, and everything went smoothly.

After three days in Miami, the two embarked on their return journey and returned to Los Angeles.

Erica also hired people to inquire and heard no rumors about DEA and dealers in Orlando.

The two of them immediately threw this matter behind their heads. (End of this chapter)