Living in North America, working from 9 to 5

Chapter 187: Cut the grass at its roots!
5:35 am.

Roy drove into Monterey in a stolen pickup truck.

Monterrey is the capital of Nuevo León in northeastern Mexico. With a population of approximately 410 million, it is the third largest city in Mexico and is considered the most Americanized city in Mexico.

As the pickup truck entered Monterey, Mike, who was sitting in the back seat, said, "Since we are in Monterey, I suggest we go to my safe house."

Safe house?
Roy had already had doubts about Mike's identity. When he heard the word safe house, he immediately realized that his identity must be very complicated.

In order to find out why Irina came to Mexico to rescue them, Roy did not refuse Mike's proposal: "Okay!"

Following Mike's instructions, the pickup truck stopped at the bottom of an old five-story building. Roy and others followed Mike into the building and reached the room at the end of the third floor through the stairs.

Mike said to Roy, "You guys stay here first, I'll go move the pickup truck."

The stolen pickup truck must be moved away, otherwise if it is discovered by the local police downstairs, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Twenty minutes later, Mike abandoned the pickup truck, drove back an SUV, returned to the safe house and closed the door.

Roy stood by the window, used his fingers to open a gap in the curtains and looked outside. Mexicans of all kinds were walking on the street, and there was nothing unusual around.

Vanessa complained beside Roy, "What you did has completely cut off the connection between me and Guzman. Given his personality, he will definitely send assassins. He won't swallow this anger. I have suffered too much for you!"

Roy let go of the curtains, turned around and looked at Vanessa, and said calmly: "In that case, let's kill him."

Vanessa: “???”

She looked at Roy with shocked eyes, her face full of astonishment: "Kill him? This is Mexico, not America, not France. Now, he is angry and must be looking for us all over Mexico..."

Roy lit a cigarette and said, "Otherwise, I didn't intend to let him live, otherwise why do you think I promised him $500 million?"

Vanessa: “…”

Roy smiled and said, "If you don't give him a big enough cake, he won't take the risk to attack Honggao Prison. Now that he has been rescued, the next step is of course to cut off the roots and eliminate future troubles."

Vanessa: “…”

Turning to look at Mike, Roy asked, "Tell me, who are you? You entered Honggao Prison to save him. What's going on?"

At this moment, Mike was kneeling on the carpet with his back to Roy. He closed his eyes, raised his face 45 degrees towards the rising sun, and muttered to himself:

"The holy light washes away sins, and the soul will eventually be free. Evil cannot make the apostles surrender. The holy messenger will eventually bring light and freedom to mankind, and the iron will will become a new hope..."

Roy: "???"

Ma Hong: “…”

Vanessa frowned when she heard what Mike said.

Roy noticed the micro-expression on Vanessa's face and immediately asked in a low voice: "What is he doing? Praying?"

Vanessa shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

At this moment, Mike opened his eyes, stood up from the carpet, and looked back at Roy: "Sorry, I can't tell you this. I will take him away from here when it gets dark. Everyone has not slept for more than 24 hours. Take a rest. See you after dark!"

Mike entered the room with the pants pocket man.

"I'm going to rest too!"

Vanessa walked to the other room.

Mahone looked at Roy: "What should we do next?"

Roy said, "Kill Guzman."

Ma Hong: “…”

"Because of my affairs, she has been in trouble. Naturally, I have to solve this trouble and get rid of Guzman to prevent future troubles." Roy said.

"What are you going to do?" Mahone asked.

"Of course, we'll go to the manor to find him," Roy said.

Ma Hong: “…”

into the night.

Five people gathered in the living room.

Mike looked at Roy and said, "The Chevrolet downstairs is for you. The car keys are on the table. That's it for now. We'll see you again someday..."

Roy watched Mike leave with the man in the trouser pockets.

Picking up the car keys on the table, Roy said, "You two just wait here for me. Don't wander around. Guzman has a lot of spies. I'm going to take care of this matter. After it's done, I'll come back to find you."

Vanessa held Roy and said with concern: "Are you really going to look for Guzman? I think it's too dangerous. Let's find a way to leave Mexico first, and then deal with this matter after we are safely out and back to America."

Roy said, "Since we are here, let's solve it together to avoid any more trouble. This matter was caused by me, and I will solve it, don't worry."

After saying that, Roy pushed the door and left the safe house.

Vanessa went to the window and watched Roy drive away through the gap in the curtains. She turned to look at Mahone and asked, "Does he have any plans?"

Ma Hong nodded: "Yes, but I can't tell you."

Since she couldn't say it, Vanessa didn't ask any more questions. Since Roy asked her to wait here, she should just wait quietly.

About half an hour after Roy left, Mahone entered the room, closed the door, took out the encrypted satellite phone, and dialed a number.

When the call was connected, Ma Hong said:

"Irina? I'm Alexander Mahone."

"It's me. Why are you calling me? Where's he?"

"Roy was caught by Guzman..."

"what?"

Irina's urgent voice came from the phone.

"It's like this, we rescued the man, and during the evacuation, Roy was captured by Guzman's men and taken away."

"Why did Guzman arrest him? What's going on?"

"Roy promised to pay Guzman $500 million as a reward as long as he was willing to help rescue people. Guzman agreed. After rescuing the people, we were blocked by Guzman's men on the way to escape..."

"Five hundred million dollars?" Irina was surprised, then she regained her composure, "Do you know where he was taken?"

Mahone gave a brief description of Guzman's estate.

Irina hung up the phone.

Twin Towers Office, New York.

Irina frowned. “How could he promise to give Guzman $500 million? I think he is really crazy…”

Selina on the side said: "Didn't you say that if he gave enough chips, Guzman would help him?"

Irina paced back and forth in the office: "Then I didn't ask him to give Guzman $500 million."

"What now?" Selena asked.

Irina picked up the phone and started making a call.

Three hours later...

The broken car driven by Roy was stopped by Guzman's men 1 km away from Guzman's estate.

At this moment, Guzman was sitting on the sofa in the front hall of the manor, holding a smoking cigar in his hand and looking fierce, obviously very angry.

"Waste, a bunch of waste, no news yet?"

"Boss, our informant in the military and police said that the bodies of those people were not found in the attacked convoy. I think Vanessa must have tricked us."

"How dare she do that? Damn it! How dare she play tricks on me? Notify France to change the partner and issue a bounty. I want her life!!"

"Yes, Boss!"

"Notify all the troops and our own people in the police force to search the entire country. They must still be in Mexico."

"Yes!"

Just then, a bodyguard ran in and bowed to Guzman and said, "Boss, that man is here."

"Who's here?" Guzman glared at the bodyguard.

"That's the person Vanessa brought."

"What? Where?"

Guzman immediately stood up from the sofa.

“Just arrived at the manor…” “Bring them in!”

"Yes!"

Guzman, with a gloomy face, took a deep breath, sat back on the sofa, and then changed his expression.

After a body search, Roy was brought before Guzman.

"What's going on?" Guzman asked.

"You're just going to let me stand here?" Roy looked surprised.

"sit down!"

Roy sat down opposite Guzman.

"Explain it to me." Guzman stared at Roy's eyes with cold eyes, looking ferocious as if he wanted to eat someone.

Roy took out a cigarette, lit it in front of Guzman, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "The convoy was attacked halfway, and we finally ran away. Since there was no signal, we couldn't contact you. Then we found a safe place to hide for a day, and now we come to find you at night."

[Currently smoking: Lung capacity +1]

[Lying: Lying ability +1]

Guzman narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is that so?"

Roy smiled and said, "If it weren't like this, would I still be able to come back?"

"where are they?"

"It has left Mexico through secret channels."

"my money……"

"Don't worry, if we had intended to deceive you, there would be no need for me to come back, right, Mr. Guzman?"

Hearing this, Guzman's expression gradually improved a little, and he nodded slightly: "Well, you mean, when will the money be transferred to my Swiss bank account?"

Roy smiled and said, "Five hundred million dollars is not a small amount. We need to use small amount transfers and slowly remit it. They are preparing it and it should be quick. Please rest assured, Mr. Guzman."

Hearing this, Guzman laughed: "Hahaha! Well, I told you, with Vanessa's reputation, there won't be any problems. Mr. Ethan, this commotion is too big, and I also need a lot of money to deal with some other people."

"Of course I understand. Let's just wait quietly."

Roy smiled...

Guzman looked at his men and said, "Mambis, go call Diana, the Venezuelan Miss Universe champion, and Miss Albania. Call them all, call more."

"Yes!" Manbis left the front hall.

Guzman looked back at Roy with a smile on his face: "Since you need to wait, just play while you wait. I have a lot of beauty pageant champions in my hands. They are all yours tonight, Mr. Ethan."

About half an hour passed.

Two business cars stopped in the manor, and several supermodels from various countries with hot bodies and revealing clothes got out of the cars.

The supermodels followed the butler into the villa.

"Come, stand here and let Mr. Ethan choose!" Guzman ordered.

More than a dozen supermodels stood in a row on the side.

Roy turned his head and was stunned for a moment.

He saw Maggie Q in Supermodel.

How did she...

Roy began to think.

"Is Mr. Ethan satisfied?" Guzman asked.

Roy smiled and nodded slightly: "Satisfied!"

"Then stay, we'll be together tonight!" Guzman looked at the supermodel, "You all stay tonight, go and sit with Mr. Ethan."

Some of the supermodels sat on both sides of Guzman, some sat on both sides of Roy, and Maggie sat next to Roy.

As soon as she sat down, Maggie placed her hand on Roy's thigh.

Could it be that she is Guzman's subordinate?

Roy gently wrapped his arms around Maggie's slender waist.

Maggie didn't show any embarrassment. She not only moved closer to Roy, but also poured wine for him, picked up the glass and brought it to Roy's mouth.

Roy took the glass and took a sip.

There was no reminder sound in my mind.

Roy is waiting.

He was waiting for Irina.

As long as Mahon tells Irina that she was captured by Guzman, Irina will not be able to sit still and will definitely take action.

As time went on, Guzman's face flushed.

The supermodels also had a great time, twisting their hips to the rhythmic music, and some even took off all their clothes.

Maggie sat on Roy's lap, put her arms around Roy's neck, brushed her flaming red lips across Roy's cheek, and whispered in his ear:

"what are you waiting for?"

Roy also leaned close to Maggie's earlobe and whispered:
"what are you waiting for?"

Maggie kissed Roy's cheek gently and whispered:

"I'm waiting for you to make a move."

"Oh?"

Just then, two bodyguards ran in.

The music stopped instantly.

Guzman's face darkened and he asked, "What's wrong?"

The bodyguard said hurriedly: "Boss, listen!"

Dududududu——

The sound of the helicopter could be heard faintly in the manor house.

"Where did the helicopter come from?" Guzman asked.

The bodyguard shook his head: "I don't know. From the sound, there are more than one plane, at least more than 20. They should... they should be coming for us..."

"Damn it, why didn't the informant notify us?" Guzman suddenly stood up from the sofa.

Roy held Maggie, who was sitting on his lap, and looked at Guzman.

"No, I don't know, Boss..." The bodyguard trembled.

Guzman opened the drawer and took out a silver Desert Eagle pistol. At the same time, he looked at Roy with his brows slightly furrowed, and it was unknown what he was thinking in his mind.

The sound of the helicopter is getting closer...

Guzman's men picked up their weapons and ran to the open space in the manor to look in the direction where the sound came from.

The night was very dark and I could hardly see anything.

Several men carried out several dark green boxes in the warehouse, opened them, and took out the Stinger portable surface-to-air missiles inside.

Guzman looked at Roy with a cold look and asked, "You are stalling for time. Did you call the helicopter outside?"

"Mr. Guzman, what are you talking about..."

Pushing Maggie aside, Roy stood up and picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it directly at Guzman. The glass ashtray accurately hit Guzman's right hand holding the gun, knocking the Desert Eagle to the ground.

at the same time,

Roy's body burst out directly...

Guzman: “???”

　Thanks to Fengwujiutian for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)