I am a master in India

Chapter 88 Trouble
"Why are you here?"

Ron and Mary asked each other at the same time.

"Let's talk about you first," Mary looked at him. "What's the hurry?"

"Oh, damn!" Ron turned and ran. "I have to save Anand!"

"What?" Mary chased after him subconsciously.

"Don't come! Mary, it's dangerous over there! Please help me call someone, anyone will do!"

"I'm the helper!" Mary gestured to the taxi on the side of the road, and soon Lena ran over.

"Oh my God, go back!" Ron turned around and saw two girls following him, and immediately signaled them to go find someone quickly.

It was very dangerous ahead, and he didn't want to involve the innocent Mary and Lena, especially since they were women.

"I want to say that you underestimate us." Mary smiled mysteriously at him, then exerted force with her feet and instantly surpassed him.

Her agile figure was incredibly fast. Compared to her, Ron was like a toddler.

Not only Mary, but even Lena easily passed him without any effort.

"Hey, is this the place?" Mary pointed to an alley ahead.

"Yes, but come on, Mary. There are four men there, and you know what Indian men do when they catch a woman, don't you?"

Before Ron could finish his words, Mary and Lena had disappeared at the alley entrance.

He was confused. How could these two girls run so fast? They were very well-behaved in bed, even weak.

That thigh... well, it's certainly firm, but it feels soft to the touch.

But in their current performance, there is no trace of softness at all, they are all athletes.

Ron kept running as all sorts of thoughts raced through his head. When he reached the alley entrance, he saw several men fleeing in the distance.

As for Mary and Lena, they were bending over to check on Anand. Without thinking too much, Ron rushed over and lay on the ground.

"Hey, Anand! Can you still hear me?"

Anand's eyes were half-closed. One of his eye sockets was black, and his nose was swollen but not broken. His lips were cracked and slightly swollen. His cheeks and chin had several large cuts from being kicked.

Ron felt his pulse and listened to his breathing. Fortunately, his breathing was regular and strong, so it seemed to be just a superficial injury.

"Were they chased away by me?" Anand asked in a daze.

"Yeah, you're fucking awesome!" Ron cursed and laughed.

"I told you I'm the best tour guide in Mumbai, in every way."

"I agree. But you're so stupid. There were four of them and you didn't even know if they were armed." Ron scolded him, feeling very guilty.

He was not the kind-hearted Indian that Anand described. He did not stop. Perhaps he should have turned around, otherwise Anand would not have been beaten so badly.

"Ron, you're a good person." Anand, who was seeing stars, regained his spirits a little. "People in the slums say that without you, the patients there would have no one to treat them."

"You're a good man too, Anand." Ron helped him up, feeling even more guilty.

"We are all good people!" He grinned with his broken mouth.

"Yes, they are all good people!" Ron carried him to the alley.

Mary and Lena looked at each other, shrugged, and followed them.

"Did you just beat them away, Ron?"

"No, it's Mary and the others."

"Wow! You're as drunk as I am. That cow piss is pretty strong, isn't it?"

"I'm not kidding."

"Really?"

"real!"

Anand wanted to turn his head and look back, but the injury on his neck prevented him from doing so. When they reached the intersection, another group of people suddenly rushed towards them.

Ron subconsciously pulled Anand back, and Mary and the others also put their hands into their pockets with serious expressions.

"Ron?" A shout instantly made both parties feel relieved.

With the dim light on the street, Ron realized that the tall figure was Johnny.

"I didn't expect you to be so fast."

"How is it, are you okay?" Johnny came over with his men, and he unconsciously glanced at Mary and Lena behind him. His intuition told him that those two were not easy to deal with.

"My friend only had some minor injuries, and those guys got away. But thank you anyway, Johnny."

"I'm glad you're okay." Johnny patted his shoulder comfortingly. "Hadebai already knows what happened tonight. He asked you to go there tomorrow, to this address."

"Okay." Ron took the note without asking any more questions. He also knew that this was not an ordinary gang robbery.

Johnny said a few words to him and left. Ron and the others had already got into a taxi.

Anand had already fallen into a deep sleep, Lena was sitting in the front row, and Mary was sitting next to Ron.

"Oh, by the way, why are you here?" It was only at this time that Ron remembered his original question.

"Our work on the set is over today and we're on our way back." Mary looked at him strangely.

Ron suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten that Bollywood was not far from the northwest suburbs. From the bay in Zhuhu District to the textile factory, it was less than five kilometers.

"Why are you here? I don't think there are any attractions nearby worth seeing for tourists." Mary asked.

"That piece of land, the one I'm going to buy, is nearby."

"So, what happened today is related to that?"

"I don't know. I have to go find out some information." Ron frowned. He thought it might be related.

After Ron personally treated Anand's wound, he called Vinod to take him home.

Although those people probably won't chase us to South Mumbai, it's always better to be careful.

Before leaving, Anand told Ron that while those people were beating him, they were cursing at them and telling them to stay away from Sharma.

Well, it was just as Ron had guessed, it had something to do with the textile factory.

As soon as Anand and the others disappeared into the night, Ron immediately went upstairs and picked up the phone in Mary's apartment.

He had Sharma's contact information, and after they reached a verbal agreement during the day, they left each other numbers they could call.

Two minutes later, no one answered the phone.

"It doesn't look like things are going well?" Mary asked, crossing her arms. She had just taken a shower, and her chest was bulging in her pajamas, and the outline of her buttocks was faintly visible.

Lena was still in the bathroom, and the sound of dripping water accompanied by cheerful humming could be heard from time to time.

"I can't contact the owner of the textile factory." Ron frowned.

His intuition told him that the other party was in trouble. Perhaps it was the same group from before, or perhaps they were hiding.

"What are you going to do?" Mary shrugged. She actually hoped Ron would focus on his Bollywood business.

"Go find Khad Khan."

"The Mumbai gangster?"

"Have you heard of him?"

"The name comes up a lot in Bollywood, and I know you have business dealings with him. So you're planning to go now?"

"No, things have come to this. Of course, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Since he was here and Lena was also washing white clothes, he decided to give the latest stock to them before leaving.

(End of this chapter)