Chapter 529 Great Arm Strength, My Lady

historical

Luke had already grabbed her waist and picked her up. He said, “So, we both need a shower, and I can prove it to you at the same time.”

Vanessa was a little nervous. “What do you want?”

“To prove to you that I still have plenty of stamina, and that I can work out for another hour,” said Luke with a big smile.

Vanessa’s face stiffened, and she gripped him more tightly around the neck. “No need, I believe you.”

With a smile, Luke exerted a little more strength with his hands. “No, I always do what I say. I’m a man of my word.”

Vanessa struggled. “No, I’m tired, I want to sleep.”

Luke said, “It’s too late, my lady. I still owe you a lot of interest, but our time together is limited.”

Vanessa: “...You beast, ah...”

Vanessa had completely cut off all communication with people in the city, in case she was tracked down again.

Hence, she didn’t know about the major incidents in Rio lately which had frightened the gangs.

More than ten gang nests had been attacked. A hundred core members and hundreds of bottom-level gunmen had been killed.

The underground car market was hit the worst. Thirty percent of the circle, which worked for Guadano and his associates, disappeared.

Luke’s “night swim” which was found out by Vanessa marked the end of this purge operation.

The next day, Luke and Vanessa flew to Honduras.

Honduras was a country even more chaotic than Brazil. While few countries in South America were peaceful, Honduras was definitely among the most turbulent ones.

In its last 125 years of history, Honduras had witnessed 139 uprisings and 59 wars.

Juarez of Mexico was often criticized as the most dangerous city in the world, but quite a number of cities in Honduras were always among the top ten most dangerous cities in the world; more than ten people were murdered there every day.

It was safe to say that the people of this country had never experienced peace in their lifetimes.

Luke hadn’t planned to come here. It was Vanessa’s idea.

From here, she would go abroad under a new identity and travel around South America under a few more names before she finally flew to Europe.

By then, it would be very difficult for anyone to track her down.

Even though Vanessa always hungered for thrills, her wild heart had gotten enough of it after what happened recently. With her stash of cash now, she could enjoy life for a couple of months in Europe.

Luke was only keeping her company, and he investigated the environment in passing.

He was very satisfied by the harvest in Rio, and Honduras similarly wasn’t bad at all.

After wandering around San Pedro Sula, the second largest city of Honduras, they found that it was indeed a chaotic place.

San Pedro Sula had always competed with Juarez for the title of most dangerous city in the world; noon was the safest time of day in the city.

And Luke and Vanessa weren’t ordinary people, which was why they could wander around the city so leisurely for half a day.

Vanessa had wondered why Luke decided to go around on foot, but less than an hour later, they already got themselves a rundown car.

They obtained this vehicle from several hooligans who had intended to rob them.

Watching Luke cover the seat with a towel from his knapsack and inviting her to sit, Vanessa was amused. No wonder this guy vetoed her plan to rent a car. This had been his plan all along

They would go their separate ways in less than twenty-four hours. By then, they could throw this rundown car anywhere, and there wouldn’t be any trouble.

Vanessa’s flight was at night. Instead of checking into a hotel, they entered a bar that evening after wandering around for a while.

This bar was the most decent-looking one nearby, although half its neon lights were broken and the bullet holes in the windows were fixed with tape, since it was the only way to prevent the glass from falling out.

But it really was the best bar in the neighborhood. Luke and Vanessa ordered some canned drinks and leisurely enjoyed them at the counter.

It was only the canned drinks that Luke could be sure were fine. As for the alcohol here, he couldn’t tell what their quality was like or what was in it.

The bar was pretty crowded, but most of the customers here didn’t look decent.

The atmosphere here was fired-up and violent. Ten minutes after Luke and Vanessa arrived, a fight broke out.

It started when a bunch of hooligans hit on a curvy Latino girl who had pretty black hair.

Naturally, the hooligans didn’t approach her the courteous way. They pulled at the woman while they were talking to her. Luke even saw one of the hooligans put his hand on the black-haired girl’s hip and give it a squeeze.

He looked at Vanessa and asked, “Should we help her out?”

Vanessa turned around and shook her head. “This happens too often. Don’t bother unless they want to drag her out.”

Luke nodded.

At that moment, a black baldie not far away from Luke chuckled and leaned in close. “Dude, your girlfriend is very cool.”

Luke nodded with a smile. “Of course; it’s what I find charming about her.”

The black baldie chuckled again and raised his dry martini at Luke before he took a sip.

Luke raised his own glass at the man. He found the black baldie somewhat familiar.

However, he was often face-blind, and didn’t think too much about it.

Vanessa simply gave Luke an annoyed smile and didn’t bother to talk to the two boring men.

Faced with the harassment of these hooligans, the black-haired girl put on the sexiest smile. “Enjoying yourself?”The hooligans whistled and said that they were.

“F*ck you! You’ll enjoy it more with your mother!” With a roar, the black-haired girl abruptly exploded and slapped the hooligan who touched her butt so hard he turned a full circle.

Luke’s lips twitched as he secretly praised, Great arm strength, my lady!

Even if the hooligan wasn’t that big, he was still a tough guy, and for him to spin at a slap was too fierce.

Hence, the fight began.

Looking at the black-haired girl who was surrounded by the hooligans, the black baldie looked like he was going to step forward.

But after the girl roared and knocked out the hooligan with a slap, the black baldie was dumbfounded.

He had raised his dry martini to his lips, ready to take one last sip before he saved the damsel in distress, but he was now so stunned he forgot to drink as he stared at the black-haired girl with bulging eyes. The black-haired girl didn’t hold back at all. She grabbed the fingers of a hooligan who had been reaching for her neck, and they cracked as she twisted them.