At first he heard that a customer came to wash the car. The strong man thought it was normal. Then he thought twice and was dumbfounded. He knew from the voice that there was a woman in the car. How mentally retarded this woman must be to come to "wash the car" while the bosses of the two parties were negotiating.
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His intuition told him that the other party's purpose was probably not to wash the car.
Immediately draw your weapon and prepare to tell the opponent to leave quickly.
Daisy's movements were much faster than his, and she pushed the car door hard.
With a loud sound, the strong man's head came into close contact with the car door. If Daisy hadn't been afraid of breaking the car door, the force would have been stronger.
The strong man was hit and staggered. Before he understood what was going on, he was pulled back by Daisy. The bright electric shock device was pressed on his neck with a "snap" sound. He rolled his eyes and fainted.
Daisy raised her toes and turned the strong man over.
There was no gun or dagger, only a finger tiger fell out of the strong man's pocket. She didn't know how to use this thing. She cursed and looked at the remaining five people calmly.
Although the style of the painting was wrong, she still reported her purpose of visit: "Can you wash the car?..."
Whether it was James Wesley, who was wearing square-rimmed glasses and a crisp suit, or a few Russians, they were all stunned. Do they use such fresh excuses to cause trouble now?
James Wesley took two steps back as if he was watching something good.
The thin man suppressed his anger: "I don't care who sent you, get out now!"
There were three strong men around, and they also surrounded him with eager eyes.
Daisy took a look at the weapons of several people. She didn't know whether it was because they liked hand-to-hand combat or because they didn't want to use firearms. These Russians used cold weapons. Sticks, daggers, chains, etc.
"Why can't I explain to you? The persecution paranoia is too serious..." Daisy ran to the left before a few people surrounded her. Over there was a bald man holding an iron chain.<
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Iron chains are difficult to use, and this bald man uses them even more sparsely. Daisy is superior to him in both reaction and speed.
With a fake move, she passed the opponent, rushed out of the encirclement, kicked the opponent's butt smoothly, kicked the chained man towards several accomplices, and used her strength to accelerate towards James Wesley, who was watching the show not far away.
Run.
James' face changed drastically. It was true that he was involved in gangs, but he was a strategist and assistant. He pretended to be an idiot in the original time and space. He was shot to death by the heroine of Daredevil several times. His own fighting ability was very poor. Before he could wait,
After reacting, Daisy had already run in front of her.
After kicking the opponent in the abdomen, Daisy took out an M1911 from his arms while the opponent was bending over.
She checked the magazine, there were seven bullets in total, and looked at the gun body again, "Hey, this is a collector's edition, right? Mr. Wesley has good taste."
After saying that, she pointed the gun at James Wesley and said something that made everyone faint: "Quick, let them wash my car."
"You're crazy!" James Wesley was so angry that his teeth were itching. All he could think about at this time was the cat-and-mouse scene, and he didn't believe that the other party was here to wash the car.
Several big Russian men were also confused. This was the first time they encountered such a strange thing. They looked at the boss, waiting for him to make up his mind.
The thin man is a little hesitant. He can just be aggressive and aggressive. He has many things to consider.
Daisy's capture of James is more deadly than capturing his men. If Kingpin's assistant dies here, the two sides will immediately become mortal enemies, let alone cooperating in real estate development. James is not only Kingpin's assistant but also his friend. If anything happens,
I can’t even explain it myself.
I thought about the enemies in my mind, but I couldn't think of anyone who would send a woman here to cause trouble.
But no matter what conspiracy was behind the scenes, he had to save James and said to his men: "Go and wash her."
The subordinates obeyed orders and followed instructions. When they opened the car door, they saw blood stains on the back seat.
He set up a water gun and started washing it. Within ten minutes, the entire car was washed, and then the back seat cover was replaced with a new one for her.
Daisy raised her gun and signaled James to go to the car. She checked it again. These Russians were very skilled and washed it very clean. No blood was visible at all.
She didn't mention money, and the Russians didn't ask for it either. This was good news for Daisy, who only had five hundred dollars left. Several big Russian men watched helplessly as she took James Wesley hostage and walked away.
"Inform the other side that Mr. Wesley was kidnapped by an unknown woman. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with us." The thin man seemed to be watching the fun without fear of serious trouble.
On the other side, Daisy drove the car back.
"You're covering your face because I've seen you, right?" James Wesley was doing his own analysis, trying to find clues.
Daisy’s answer was wrong: “Mr. Wesley is a talented person, he knows several languages, he is good at communication, he is very proficient in modern capital operations, and his work ability is even better. With such good conditions, why doesn’t he go to a big enterprise for development instead of hanging out with gangsters?
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The other party glanced at her curiously. Daisy held the steering wheel with one hand and pointed a gun at him with the other.
He snorted, indicating that he was not prepared to answer the question.
Daisy continued to ask: "If you were given a chance to walk in the sunshine and enjoy the attention of the media, would you be willing?"
James Wesley is a little confused about who she is. Is she from a headhunting company?
Whose headhunting company hires gangsters to recruit people? And they point a gun at themselves and shoot if they don’t agree?
"What exactly do you want to say?"
"I'm just bored of driving, so I asked casually." There was no sincerity in her words.
Seeing that there were no pursuers behind her, Daisy knocked out James Wesley with one blow, throwing this elite who yearned for money and honor but was bound by friendship into running for the gang out of the car.
Daisy wanted to recruit him. This guy was definitely a talent, but thinking of his friendship with Kingpin and her meager five hundred dollars, she gave up the idea for the time being.
In order to make a good relationship, I wiped off the fingerprints on the pistol and stuffed it back into his arms.
She put on the license plate, which she had removed before, and drove it to another regular car wash, repainted it, made some changes, and finally returned the car to the car rental agency.
After all the fuss, there was not much left of the five hundred dollars...
Sighing, Daisy took the bus to visit her future uncle. It would be better if he wakes up and reimburses her expenses.
Normally, you shouldn't ask for anything in return for saving people, but she really has no money.
I opened the door and found that the room was empty.
Daisy sensed it and found that there was no vibration frequency of Frank around. After checking the scene, the other party left calmly and didn't leave a penny behind.
"He recovered so quickly. Does this guy really have an ordinary physique?" She shook her head and slowly left the neighborhood.