Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Three Old Acquaintances Also Need Introduction Fees

? If there is any follow-up income, Luke can only follow Pedro's example and put a lot of money into a big bag and put it in the bank's private safe.

Having money is really annoying!

While sighing, he raised his hand and stopped a taxi: "Where there are many good cars, take me there."

The taxi driver laughed: "Wow, Amerui? No problem, I'll take you to a good place with the best car."

After more than 20 minutes, the taxi driver braked: "How is it? This is definitely the place with the most good cars in Rio. Well, there are also many beautiful women."

Luke smiled, raised his hand and threw a few beautiful knives in the past: "There are more tips."

The driver smiled brightly, took a few green bills to see, and made sure it wasn't counterfeit. He stuck his head out and shouted at Luke's leaving back, "Man, if you are as generous to those girls as you are to me, they will be very happy. Had a great night with you."

Luke waved his hand without looking back, indicating that he heard the advice and walked into the crowd.

The driver smacked his mouth: "Rich boy." He started the car and sped away.

Luke didn't feel bad about giving the driver a hundred dollars. He was already worrying about how to take away the later harvest. If he didn't waste it quickly, he felt uncomfortable.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly changed his face, got behind the car next to him, and said hello to a person who was taking something from the trunk: "Hi, beauty, long time no see."

The woman paused, turned around slowly, and looked sideways.

The moment she saw Luke, she frowned: "Who are you...?"

Luke chuckled: "Miss Vanessa, have you forgotten? We have good memories in New York. I even invited you to dinner."

The woman finally turned around completely, looked at him for a moment, her expression changed, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Are you that little police officer in New York?"

Luke smiled: "Here, I'm a tourist."

The woman rolled his eyes at him angrily, her eyes seemed to be angry and mocking, but they seemed to be provocative.

Such a charming beauty with electric eyes,

Luke has only seen one - the long-legged robber with the electric eye in the New York bank robbery, Vanessa.

"What do you want?" she asked, leaning against the car with her arms crossed.

Luke shrugged: "Just to say hello, and if you can, do me a favor by the way."

Vanessa: "What are you busy with?"

Luke: "I want a car, the speed can't be too slow, it's sturdier, it's better if it can bring some off-road functions."

Vanessa sneered: "The one you want should be a pickup truck. Where can you get the car you want here?"

Luke smiled and said, "But there are always people who have this kind of car in their hands, don't they?"

Vanessa: "Why should I help you?"

Luke tilted his head and thought for a while: "Money?"

Vanessa remembered the money in the car, and her heart was bleeding: "Do you need me to remind you, how much money did you take from me?"

Luke hehe smiled: "The past is gone, don't you earn what you should earn?"

Vanessa snorted coldly: "You're a little policeman, who do you want to buy with money? You can't even afford my car."

Luke took out the backpack behind him and threw out a black bag for her: "In 30 minutes, get my car, this money is your introduction fee."

Vanessa subconsciously caught what he threw over, but she just pinched it, and she knew that there were banknotes inside.

She quickly blocked the package with her body, and when she saw the car and her body, she opened the black plastic bag outside. She checked it a few times, and immediately threw it into the trunk and closed it immediately.

"Ten minutes, but it's not cheap to buy a car," she said simply.

Luke made an OK gesture.

A few minutes later, she beckoned from a distance.

Luke walked over.

There was a small man standing beside Vanessa, watching Luke come over, and said directly: "Do you want a car? A very strong, strong guy?"

Luke thought about the wording, felt that there was nothing wrong, and nodded decisively.

The little man: "One price, $200,000, I'll take you to see the car if you want."

Luke: "Yes, but just drive the car over, I'll rush to use the car." Anyway, if the car is not right, this guy will have to give himself a youth loss fee of $200,000.

He likes people who follow the rules, and more like people who don't.

The little man was very straightforward and drove away quickly.

While Vanessa listened to the conversation between the two silently, she waited until the little man left before saying, "I didn't expect you to fall too."

Luke smiled: "Is there a necessary connection between wealth and depravity? Why can't I spend the money I make with my ability that IRS (Internal Revenue Service) has collected tax."

Vanessa sneered: "Then what kind of cop are you? Wait, you're not a cop anymore?"

She suddenly remembered that with this person's ability, she really wanted to be a little more careful. I'm afraid it wouldn't be too difficult to make money.

For example, there was more than ten million dollars in cash in her car.

In the New York bank robbery, as long as the little policeman dared to attack, he could earn enough salary for more than 100 years at one time, and he would be able to retire immediately.

Luke shook his head with a smile: "No, I like being a policeman. Work makes me happy."

Vanessa snorted coldly: "Aren't you afraid of me calling?"

Luke spread his hands: "What's your name? Say I'm an American policeman? I'm not the FBI, I'm just a tourist in Rio. Are you Brazilians so unfriendly to tourists?"

Vanessa was dumbfounded.

There's nothing wrong with that logic.

The Los Angeles police won't come to Brazil to arrest these people around them, and everyone has nothing to do with each other.

While the two were chatting, the little man came back with a big black guy behind his sports car.

Luke's jaw almost dropped when he saw it.

The little man looked at his expression on the roadster: "Don't say you don't want to pay."

Luke smacking his lips: "Let's ask first, isn't this some thief? I don't want to be wanted by the Brazilian police if I drive out."

The little man laughed: "Brother, you think too much. This is a privately modified Hummer. The ones that actually drive into the slums to perform missions are all military armored vehicles, not such ordinary goods."

Luke took a closer look and found that this thing does have many traces of self-modification, and there is no police paint, but at first glance it is similar to some armored vehicles of the Mexican police.

This modified Hummer can't stand RPG, and it will only be blown into a ball of fire when it enters those dense alleys.

In Brazil, the armoured vehicles are generally used by the army, and they will drive real military armoured vehicles into the city like a war, and fight gangs of traffickers.

Unfortunately, after the fight, the traffickers are still alive and well.

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