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573 Mario's trail found

"Where's Mario?"

Patrick stopped in front of the woman, stared at her with bright eyes and asked.

"Don't, don't kill me. I...I don't know where he is. He hasn't been here recently. He just asked me to sleep with him. I have nothing to do with him. Please let me go..."

The woman said tremblingly. He glanced at the two corpses on the ground and her voice was trembling.

Patrick said nothing and continued to look at her.

Seemingly unable to bear the pressure from Patrick, the woman said in a trembling voice: "Really, what I said is true... Those two guys are Mario's people, and he will call them before coming over...

…”

Patrick looked at the woman again and saw that it seemed real. He looked around again and said, "Search this place carefully to see if there are any secret passages or anything like that..."

He remembered the scene when he captured Guzman before. Guzman used a secret passage to escape from under their noses, and maybe Mario did the same.

Patrick's men searched all over, but unfortunately, they couldn't find any secret passage. It seemed that Mario was really not here.

What bad luck!

Patrick kicked the sofa in displeasure. He searched around upstairs and downstairs himself, and carefully calculated that the layout of the upstairs and downstairs could not have a mezzanine, and he did not find any secret passages. It seemed that they

The next time it came up short.

"Take her and let's go~"

Since there is no trace of Mario, Patrick decides to close the team, and the intelligence of the Lofta Group is not always accurate.

"Wait a moment……"

Irving stopped him, then looked at Patrick and signaled to wait a moment before Irving took out his walkie-talkie: "Shepherd, bring Guzman in."

Everyone was waiting, wondering what Irving was going to do. After a while, the Phantom team escorted Guzman in.

"let me go……"

At this time, the woman began to refuse to cooperate, but no one would give her preferential treatment. The woman was held up by two drug police officers and struggled in vain.

"Do you recognize this person?"

Owen pointed at Guzman and asked the woman. The woman struggled and shouted and refused to cooperate. She thought Patrick and the others were hostile forces at first and was still trembling with fear. But now she seems to have discovered that they are official and is no longer afraid.

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"Let me go, why are you arresting me..."

"boom……"

Just when the woman was about to act, a bullet flew past his hair, and the woman was frozen in place as if someone had cast a restraining spell. Ela angrily pressed the still warm muzzle of the gun against the woman's face.

"Bitch, you'd better be honest. I'm not Mexican, and I don't have the habit of hitting women. Just say whatever I ask you. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll kill you and hide in the United States..."

Ela looked murderous, and the woman shrank. As the saying goes, it takes a woman to deal with a woman, but everyone in Omega and the Phantom team widened their eyes in disbelief. Is this still Ela?

This is not her style.

Ela seemed to feel everyone's gaze and became a little uneasy. The others hurriedly pretended to be nothing, and Irving drew everyone's attention back to Guzman: "This woman is Mario's mistress, do you know her?"

?”

Guzman hesitated for a moment, answered slowly, and immediately received a punch from the ghost, which made him gasp in pain.

"I don't know her. There are many women in Mario, but I don't know them all..."

The ghost successfully taught Guzman to respect the questioner.

Owen smiled and shook his head: "No, you know each other. I paid attention when I came here. You obviously know this place. The look in your eyes when you just entered also shows that you know each other. At least you know who the other person is. But this place is not yours.

From the list provided before, it seems that you have always had reservations. Let me guess, you still have a little illusion that Mario will come to save you, right?"

Irving's words made Guzman's expression unnatural. The ghost next to him hit him hard again. Guzman's bow was reduced to a shrimp. Unexpectedly, this guy has been acting. He gave in, couldn't stand it anymore, and used all his moves.

It was this guy's performance. He and Heartbeat had been working hard for a long time and were actually deceived by this guy.

"Captain, spread the word that this address was provided to us by Guzman. Let everyone in Sanchez know that Guzman has rebelled..."

Irving suggested to Patrick who was standing aside. Because there were outsiders present, Irving only addressed Patrick by his job title and did not call him by his name. Irving decided to pull the plug and completely cut off Guzman's retreat.

"No, you can't do this. They will kill my family. Don't do this. They will die. I can't say it. Sanchez will not let them go. The Sanchez family will never show mercy to traitors...

"

Guzman was anxious when he heard what Irving said. He didn't expect Irving to do this to him. The most untestable thing in the world is the human heart, let alone the human heart of a drug lord who regards human life as nothing.

"Whether you say they are dead or not, it's your choice?"

Irving said coldly, and Guzman suddenly pounced on Irving like a mad dog, but was grabbed by the shepherd's thick arms, unable to move at all like he was carrying a chicken.

"You devil, why do you do this to them? They are innocent..."

"When the flood comes, no drop of water is innocent..."

Guzman was taken back to the car by the shepherd, and Patrick and the Drug Enforcement Administration were preparing to close the team.

The woman became much more honest after being taught a lesson by Ela, and she was escorted into the car obediently. The motorcade started and left the villa.

As the motorcade drove back, Guzman remained silent in the car. There was a struggling look on this guy's face, as if he was wavering between betraying and not betraying. But who knows, maybe this guy is acting again.

.

Irving did not sit in the co-pilot this time, but sat next to Guzman in the back row. He used Guzman's expression to guess his true inner thoughts and tried to break through the opponent's psychological defense at the most appropriate time.

Irving actually doesn't have to go to such trouble. As long as he asks the United States to deport his two daughters, Guzman is not a good bird. He has enemies everywhere. As long as the news is released, there will definitely be a lot of people who want to take revenge on him.

It's just that it's okay to talk about this kind of thing, but if you really want to do it, it will break the bottom line. Irving doesn't want to do it unless he has to.

The car continued to speed through the city, and Owen suddenly noticed that Guzman's attention was drawn outside. Following Guzman's gaze, he saw that it was an Italian restaurant. It was dinner time, and there were many luxury cars.

Stop at the entrance to the meal.

A flash of yellow flashed past his eyes, and Owen was suddenly startled. He knew what attracted Guzman's attention. The yellow sports car on the roadside, Owen had seen Mario driving one in a photo.

Such a sports car.

Guzman seemed to be aware of Irving's gaze and looked away as if nothing had happened, but Irving shouted: "Stop!!!"

The Hummer that Owen was in stopped in the lead, and then several other Hummers also braked suddenly. The Drug Enforcement Administration pickup truck in front reacted a little slower, and drove more than ten meters before braking one by one.

"Omega, battle formation, ela guard prisoner..."

Without bothering to explain, Irving opened the car door and jumped out. The rest of Omega's people staggered into two teams in a tacit understanding and approached the Italian restaurant from both sides.

Behind him, Shepherd also followed with the Phantom Team. Only when they approached the restaurant did the Drug Enforcement Administration officers react and got out of their cars to act on guard.


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