Chapter 4

Clean the little boy up, rub him down, put his own shirt on him, and put him to bed.

He still hasn't woken up.

It was getting dark, and she had eaten some canned beans in the morning and was already hungry.

She experienced too many things today, not only planning to rob and rob, but also escaping and saving people. She was so tired that she didn't have time to take care of her stomach. Now that she had settled down, her thoughts came to her mind, pointing to the culprit of all this - the Puppy!

Without saying a word, she grabbed her jacket and went out the door, driving to a small bar near East City in Moon. She parked her car on the side of the road and walked in angrily.

The Puppy was sitting on the bar.

Charlotte sat down on the chair next to the dead Puppy, took out her black Glock, loaded it, and slammed it on the bar.

I'll give you a minute to explain why the contact had arms but didn't tell me.

Wait a minute! The Puppy was scared out of its wits. What kind of weapon?

"Submachine guns! They have submachine guns! They almost killed me!" Charlotte pointed to the street outside the door, "My car was shot to pieces!"

"Damn it, that's not right!" The useless Puppy jumped up from the table and said, "Where could those losers from Sledgehammer get a submachine gun?"

"Do you know the contact person?"

"I don't know... I do know!" Seeing Charlotte's hand on the gun handle, he quickly changed his mind: "He's just a smuggler who doesn't do much business. At most, he sells silk stockings and canned goods! Really, he doesn't have the ability. There must be some mistake somewhere!"

Don't give me any fancy words. Those guys are driving two Cherokees. Is it the Sledgehammer you know?

Cherokee? No, no, no, it's definitely not him. How can he afford to drive two Cherokees? He only has two underage minions! Miss Devlin, this is a misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding. The contact's information is wrong, wrong!

You see, we have cooperated for so many times, and this is the first time that something went wrong. There must be something wrong, and it's really not my fault! I definitely didn't intend to hide anything from you!

"You didn't deliberately hide it from me, but you almost killed me!" Charlotte glared at him fiercely. "How did you propose to solve it?"

"Refund... refund half of the money..."

"Half?" Charlotte squinted her eyes. "Do you think I'm kidding you?"

"Full...full refund!" The useless Puppy clasped his hands together and said, "Please, we don't make this business easy. In this chaotic world, things change rapidly, and it's inevitable that there will be some minor mistakes..."

"Ok, I'll give you another three days. You need to investigate why the contact person has changed and give me a satisfactory answer." Charlotte smiled at him and said, "If you can't give me a satisfactory answer within three days, you'll be waiting for a bullet in the head."

"Miss Devlin, can you stay for five days? Five days!"

Don't bargain with me, three days is three days!

It's not me who's dragging things. My boss and his subordinates are all going to Yongkai together, and they won't be back for three days. If I want to inquire, someone has to help me!

Charlotte sighed, "Well, five days is five days. As always, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer within five days, you can expect to be shot."

"Okay, okay, okay..."

The Puppy was sweating profusely. He had been dealing with Charlotte for over a year and knew that this seemingly gentle and weak boy was actually a dangerous person. Before her father died, he left her a bunch of guns, bullets, and drugs. Over the years, she sold a large part of them and used the rest to rob people. No, she just robbed smuggling cars. These cars didn't have government documents, and they wouldn't dare report the robbery to the government. Usually, they had to swallow the bitter fruit themselves.

She seems to be saving money.

Charlotte extended a hand towards him, palm up.

The Puppy tilted its head and said, "Hmm?"

"What nonsense, 260,000 dollars, not a penny less, give it back to me."

The Puppy took out a stack of money from his pocket and handed it to Charlotte.

Charlotte counted and smiled as she threw a note on the bar: "One tequila."

In the month of October, alcohol is a very expensive consumer good. A bottle of high-proof liquor is equivalent to fifty cans of the same volume of A15 beef can. Charlotte took the lost 260,000 dollars today and wanted to enjoy a luxury.

The bartender took the note and looked at it. "Miss Devlin, now a glass of tequila costs 60,000, and this money... it's not enough."

"Sixty thousand?" Charlotte was shocked. "That's so expensive!"

She took the money from the bartender's hand and said, "No, no more.

She sat for a while, paused, and said to the Puppy, "Puppy, do you know if there is a kind of person in this world... who can heal themselves after being injured, and recover quickly and all at once?"

"Wolverine, Deadpool."