Chapter 475 Enough Is Enough, It's Time to Show the Real Technology

That night, someone held a little golden pig in his hand and fell asleep after a long time.

Outside the window, the night is as cool as water, full of stars.

The third day is the real rest day.

Selena's birthday party is over, and Luke has nothing to worry about.

He also decisively refused to Robert's offer to play the rapid-fire competition.

He didn't want Robert or others to be unlucky, so he could only lose on purpose, which was a complete waste of time.

When he was bored, he finished his breakfast and read documents on the sofa with a notebook.

The two little guys in the living room were playing games.

Luke looked at the information for a while there, and finally threw the notebook angrily and stood up: "Enough is enough for you."

The two little guys turned their heads blankly: "Huh?"

He walked over and snatched Claire's handle: "Just you third-rate rookies pecking at each other and screaming so loudly, it's time to show your real skills."

A few minutes later, Luke's wild laughter sounded: "Hahahaha, look at my 18th combo, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Joseph lowered the handle in despair, watching his fighting mission on the screen being beaten up by Luke's manipulative character, and he couldn't even fall to the ground.

On the screen, the bright red fonts of 1, 2, 3... 18 hit kept popping up, and in the last long scream, Joseph's character slammed into the street.

Looking at Luke, who was laughing like a fighting character, Joseph rolled his eyes and gave the handle to Claire: "Come on."

Within two minutes, a desolate and mournful little girl screamed from the TV speakers: "Ah~~~"

The girl high school students on the screen were also beaten into the street.

Claire glared angrily at a smug brother beside him: "You are rude!"

Luke: "Where have I been so stupid? I didn't hang up again."

Claire: "How can you beat me to the sky and win? It's not fair."

Luke: "The combo set by the game itself is like this,

Blame me! "

In the morning, Luke changed games one by one and abused the two little guys.

When Catherine came back at noon, she looked strangely at him sitting alone in the living room reading his notebook, and the two little guys had disappeared.

"What about them?" Catherine knew that these two little guys were still very sticky to Luke, especially since he came back for a long time.

Luke chuckled: "I beat them in the game, so they went to Thalia with the game console."

Catherine couldn't help laughing: "You... don't have to fight so hard, right?"

Luke laughed dryly: "On a whim, I forgot to let them."

Catherine shook her head and went to the kitchen, too lazy to talk to him.

These three guys, one is willing to fight, two are willing to suffer, no one should blame anyone.

The day was very peaceful, until evening, Luke received a call.

Looking at the number, he picked it up with a smile: "Palmer, you rarely call me."

Palmer was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Yes, so... I have something to look for you."

Luke patted his forehead silently, and said, "I'm listening."

Palmer knew that he never liked nonsense, so he just said something straight, and got right to the point: "Martin slipped out of the nursing home."

Luke didn't say a word and continued to listen.

It wasn't a big deal to slip away, and it wasn't his turn to find anyone, and he was still in Texas.

Unless Martin slipped back to his hometown of El Paso, which was closer to Shackford.

Palmer was silent again.

Luke was not in a hurry, he took a sip from the teacup leisurely.

"Martin went to Dito Flores," Palmer finally said.

Luke thought for a while, and probably remembered the name: "Head of the Mexican Flores family?"

Palmer: "Yes."

"Why? Martin is not from your DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration)." Luke asked.

Palmer sighed again: "I stumbled across a clue when I investigated. Martin...'s wife was killed by Dito, and she was pregnant at the time."

Luke put his hand on his forehead.

This is the hatred of killing his wife and the hatred of kidnapping! In the deep hatred ranking list, it definitely ranks in the top three.

Dito Flores is done.

With Martin's temper, this guy is afraid of getting cold.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked.

Palmer was silent again, only the faint sound of exhalation in the receiver let Luke know that she didn't hang up.

"Help me bring Martin back," Palmer said.

Luke: "With Martin's strength, I was more likely to save Dito Flores' life in the past."

Martin is a retired Marine Corps and a quasi marksman.

As long as a sniper rifle and enough preparation work, it is not difficult for Martin to kill Dito.

Luke felt that he really didn't need to go there.

For a big dealer like Dito Flores, Luke didn't kill this guy simply because the road was too far.

Palmer: "Martin is only one person. Dito has more than 20 bodyguards, and there are more men to support at any time. Moreover, Martin's mental state is very bad recently. You should know how much this affects the battle. ?"

Luke pondered for a moment and said, "I'll call you later."

After hanging up the big beauty detective, he immediately called Roger: "Dude, how have you been recently?"

Roger didn't answer for a while, but Luke vaguely heard the sound of chewing, indicating that something was being eaten there.

After a while, Roger's somewhat vague voice sounded: "Just like that, still on vacation."

Luke listened to sporadic voices in the distance, not in English, but in Spanish.

He couldn't help laughing: "Going for vacation in Mexico?"

Roger: "Okay, did Tracy tell you?"

Luke laughed: "Oh, I don't dare to harass your barrister, only you can bear her momentum, right?"

In fact, Luke felt that using "enjoyment" was more in line with Roger's attitude towards his wife Tracy.

Enjoying the oppression of a strong lawyer woman is not something that any man can do.

Roger didn't hear what Luke said, but laughed: "Yes. So Dustin told you?"

Luke coughed lightly: "No, Palmer just called and told me that Martin went to Mexico."

Roger was speechless for a moment, and said, "Okay, there is such a thing, what do you want to ask."

Only then did Luke ask about Roger's situation. After a few minutes, he hung up the phone and pondered.

Thinking about the gains and losses in his heart, he called Palmer: "Palmer, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter. It's not appropriate for me to intervene."

Palmer was disappointed, but he could only say that he was disturbed and hung up the phone.

Luke opened the information and inquired about the information on the Mexican side.

After a while, he got up: "Catherine, I want to go camping tonight, is dinner ready?"