my beauty world

Chapter 30 Problem Solving
The voice was not high, but it pierced the ears, which was unspeakably uncomfortable. Ronan's head felt as if it would explode, as if someone had stuck a chopstick into his ear and kept stirring in his head.

Holding the AK in his hand on the ground, he tried his best not to fall down, but felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to retch.

Outside the villa, the rushing gunmen fell to the ground, rolling on the ground one by one with their heads in their arms, and some of them were bleeding from their ears.

This weird scream was obviously a large-scale indiscriminate attack.

Ronan supported his body with the AK in one hand, raised the Glock 26 in the other hand, and fired repeatedly at the blood mist that made the sound.

The bullets passed through the blood fog and hit the wall without much effect on the sound.

But the voice can't shake Ronan!
As early as when he was promoted to Predator, Ronan's spirit was strengthened by the absorbed soul power!
Finally, the sound stopped, the blood mist faded, and turned into a head wrapped in a turban out of thin air!
The blood-red face with the beard was facing Ronan.

Except for the blood red, it is no different from a real person's face!
Having seen werewolves, voodoo zombies, and the book of domination, Ronan was not even a little bit frightened. He suppressed the discomfort in his head, threw away the Glock 26 that was empty, and raised the AK in his right hand. There was a burst of violent shooting at the head of the blood fog.

A voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Your name is Ronan, I remember you!"

With a bang, the bloody head exploded, turned into a shower of blood, and fell to the ground crackling.

Ronan removed the AK magazine, found a new magazine from a bearded corpse and replaced it, smashed the front window glass, aimed at the gunners who were still rolling, pulled the AK trigger, and called their names with bullets.

These people are either traffickers or terrorists, so don't worry about killing good people by mistake.

Starting today, the pursuit of the Garcia Group has disappeared and ceased to exist!
With the death of the leader, most of this kind of drug trafficking group broke up and split into multiple small gangs.

Following the solution of the authentic problem, the problem of the García Group was also solved.

The wailing disappeared, the gunshots stopped, and the villa and the whole manor became eerily quiet.

Ronan replaced the empty magazine again, and found the Glock 22 and the clips from Antonio's bodyguard, and put them in the underarm gun pouch.

Finding his satchel, throwing away the useless things, Ronan picked up the dead leopard, stuffed it into the bag, and carried it on his back.

Although I am very much looking forward to the first soul cooking, but the time and place are not right now.

Ronan turned on his spirit vision, and a red halo floated over the corpses in the room. He activated the soul absorption, and passed his left hand around the halo, and the soul fragments in the book of rule increased by more than 30 pieces.

Most are soul shards +1, a few soul shards +2.

Antonio Garcia has the most soul fragments +7!

There are two more pieces of information.

One section is skills.

Arabic Proficiency: This bearded Arabic is way better than marksmanship!

The other segment is memory information.

On the streets of Los Angeles in the dark night, a brown-haired middle-aged white man left behind a kitten-like leopard cub, escaped from the gunpoint, turned around and laughed at Antonio Garcia: "You will never want to know the location of the golden book, I will never tell you when I die." you!"

It turned out that the leopard was obtained by Antonio from him.

Ronan recorded the appearance of the middle-aged white man, but unfortunately he did not have a name.

Antonio didn't tell the whole truth. Ronan had already prepared himself for this. The person who auctioned the parchment book, that is, the book of rule, was not dead.

Calling out the Book of Domination, there are still many pages that cannot be opened. Ronan is not sure whether there are any missing pages in the back, or whether the Golden Book is needed.

This information is important, and there are always clues to look for in case the need arises.

Ronan closed the book of dominion, picked up a mobile phone, and took a dagger with a sheath, and left the villa with a bag on his back and a gun.

There are sirens in the distance.

The villa is on a high terrain, and if you take a quick look, you can see a brigade of police cars heading towards the manor with their red lights flashing on the southeast side.

At this time, if you go back the same way, you will definitely be stopped by the Mexican police.

Ronan ran to the west. The manor was next to the Pacific Ocean. There was a small pier on the side facing the sea. Several motorboats were parked on the pier.

Running all the way to the pier, Ronan boarded a speedboat. After starting it, he turned the AK gun and charged at the engine positions of several other speedboats. He fired shots one after another before driving the speedboat to the sea.

The speed of the boat was extremely fast, and it was very far away from the coast.

Ronan looked back, but there was no boat chasing him for the time being.

Turning to the south, ready to find a place to go ashore.

Tijuana has a large population, messy buildings, gangs, and illegal immigrants everywhere. Hiding in the city is the best choice.

As soon as he got to the shore, Ronan felt something, and looked back at the distant sky. There was a black spot approaching on the horizon. Although he couldn't see it very clearly, he didn't need to think about it to know it was a helicopter!

The dead man was Antonio Garcia, and he died in the wealthy area of ​​Tijuana. The Mexican police took it very seriously and even sent out helicopters.

Ronan didn't dare to stay in the sea any longer. The speed of the helicopter was too fast, and it would soon catch up. The AK was thrown directly into the sea, rushed to the nearest beach, and walked towards the crowded place.

Ordinary helicopters are not afraid, but they are afraid that helicopters have rocket pods or Gatling.

These weapons beat infantry like adults crush little kids.

Ronan is far stronger than ordinary people, but he can't stand Gatling Bodhisattva chanting.

Mixed into the crowd, he was a little relieved, there are so many tourists here, no matter how crazy the Mexican police are, they would not dare to use heavy firepower here.

Ronan took out his change, went to a stall and bought the most common sun hat by the sea, put it on his head and found a black taxi, and went to the part of the city with the most illegal immigrants.

But the urban area is not the same as before. At some key intersections, the police began to set up checkpoints.

There is a huge difference between killing a bunch of horse boys and killing an important person.

Ronan was already prepared, took out his mobile phone and dialed Desdemona's number, waited for the phone to be picked up, and said, "I need a place where I can live for two days, it's bigger, in the northwest."

The leopard's body is in the bag. Although it is winter, but the US-Mexico border is not cold, the body will rot soon.

Ronan needs a place to deal with the leopard, and uses soul cooking to make his first meal of plunder.

This place also needs to have a certain degree of independence and safety, so that it is convenient to ignite the fire of the soul. In case of a strong reaction after eating the food cooked by the soul, you can also hide temporarily.

Desdemona didn't say much, and directly reported an address.

Delete the phone, disassemble the mobile phone into parts, throw the key parts into the firepit lit by the immigrants, and throw the other parts into the trash can and the sewer separately. Ronan walked through the tents set up by the illegal immigrants to his destination.

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The small yacht left the manor dock and quickly moved away from the coastline. In Jessica's vision, a large yacht flying the American flag appeared.

"Where are we going?" Jessica asked.

Ruben pointed to the yacht: "It will take you into the high seas, all the way north to Los Angeles, you stay safe, don't worry, there are all legal procedures in it, there will be someone to meet you there, your father has already made preparations, Someone will help you get a foothold in Los Angeles."

"What about you?" Jessica asked.

Ruben smiled: "Your dad and I still have things to do." He took out a bag and handed it to Jessica: "This is what your dad prepared for you. When you arrive in Los Angeles, you go to the bank and get it from the safekeeping box." Take it out of the box."

Jessica put it away, and at this time went to the side of the yacht, and got on the yacht from the back.

Reuben sent her up: "Jessie, take care."

Jessica nodded and said, "Dad over there..."

Ruben smiled: "It's okay, your dad can handle it, he's much better than you imagined."

Jessica wouldn't have endured it until now if she hadn't emphasized this as soon as she got on the boat.

Ruben took out his mobile phone and saw that there was still a signal here: "I'll call your father, and you can say a few more words."

He called Antonio's cell phone, but no one answered.

Calling the bodyguard also failed.

Seeing that Ruben couldn't get through the phone, Jessica's expression gradually changed, and she murmured: "Dad, what happened to Dad?"

Ruben also felt that something was wrong, but he said with relief: "It's okay, there are dozens of people on your father's side."

Jessica became more and more uneasy: "Dozens of people... Uncle Ruben, I want to go back!"

She just wanted to move, but was hugged by Ruben: "Jessie, go! You have to go!"

Ruben waved to the top of the yacht, and the yacht started and headed for the open sea.

Jessica stared blankly at Lower California, the coastline was getting further and further away.

Tears of pain and regret kept streaming down my face.

Because the father is a drug lord?Jessica never felt that was a problem.

How powerful that Ronan is, she has witnessed with her own eyes, how much safety it brought her before, and how much danger her father is now facing.

The yacht entered the open sea, and Ruben finally got through the phone, but it was the Tijuana police who answered the phone and told him the clear news.

The leader of the Garcia Group and one of the largest drug lords in Mexico, Antonio Garcia was killed in the mansion!
(End of this chapter)