Upstairs at the Ritz Hotel.
Beto and Marco stared at each other.
Beto held a pistol.
Marco had nothing on him.
The atmosphere gradually tightened, and at the same time, a very obvious awkwardness spread.
One second, two seconds.
Beto was hesitating whether to shoot.
This was a rather difficult decision.
On one hand, Beto knew very well how much Nando hated Marco. In this way, if he didn't kill Marco today, when Nando got out and discovered this, he would definitely be in big trouble, maybe even lose his life.
On the other hand, Nando's gang were all arrested. He was alone. If he killed Marco, how to deal with the aftermath? It would be quite troublesome.
Marco's thoughts were also spinning, but compared to Beto, the problem he was thinking about was much simpler.
Marco was thinking about how to hold off Beto, get a gun, and then kill Beto.
Standing against the wall, Jimmy, made very nervous and truly scared by this atmosphere, was also thinking frantically.
Jimmy wanted Beto and Marco to kill each other, both dying, but dared not imagine such a scene.
Estefania was dying of anxiety and stomped her foot fiercely. "Beto! Stop! Put down the gun!"
The shout rang out.
Beto's gaze moved subconsciously, looking at Estefania.
Instantly, Marco seized the opportunity, his figure moving swiftly, rushing upstairs!
With this rush, the situation changed immediately.
Beto's heart tightened, and he rushed forward hurriedly, reaching the stairs in a few steps, looking at Marco who was about to rush to the second floor.
Working in the cartel for these years, Beto knew very well what Marco's behavior meant, confirming Marco was going upstairs to get a gun, and thus knowing that if Marco got a gun, the one dying today might be himself!
So.
Hesitating for just that split second more, adhering to the principle of "better you die than me," Beto pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet shot out rapidly. Marco was hit in the buttocks, cursing in pain while running, "Oh! Fxxk you! Beto!"
Bang bang bang!
Beto pulled the trigger three more times in succession.
Marco fell, collapsing at the top of the stairs on the second floor, just one step away from returning to the second floor.
"Oh! No~~~~~~" Watching helplessly as her man Marco was killed just like that, Estefania screamed like crazy, the scream sharp and miserable beyond measure.
Originally, this was the best time for Jimmy to run away.
Unfortunately, Jimmy, who had never experienced such a battle array, was truly scared weak in the legs, unable to stand, squatting down bit by bit, having no strength left to run...
Estefania was still wailing, crying terribly.
Beto put away his pistol, glanced at Estefania first, then looked at Jimmy squatting by the wall, veins popping on his forehead, looking incredibly cowardly.
Looking at Jimmy with contempt, Beto started thinking.
The corpse must be disposed of; it couldn't just be left like this.
So...
Beto moved his feet and arrived in front of Estefania. "Stop crying. Is there tape here?"
Estefania wailed and pointed in a direction.
Beto soon got the tape and walked to Jimmy. "Follow me."
Jimmy was really scared to the point of almost peeing a little. How could he dare resist? Gritting his teeth to muster strength, he moved obediently.
In a short while.
Swish swish swish!
Beto nimbly tied Jimmy to a chair with tape. Confirming Jimmy couldn't break free, Beto threw away the tape and said to Estefania, "Don't let him go. I'm going out to buy something."
Estefania had stopped wailing just now, nodding with a tear-streaked face.
Beto pondered slightly. Although this arrangement wasn't perfect, it had to be this way. In the end, he lifted his feet and left.
In the blink of an eye.
Beto left the house. Only Estefania and Jimmy, tied up like a dumpling (zongzi), were left in the house.
Seeing Beto gone, Jimmy, who also had tape on his mouth, immediately mumbled wu wu wu at Estefania, seeking her help.
Hearing this, Estefania looked at Jimmy, wiped her tears, hesitated for a few seconds, but still moved. She got up and went to Jimmy, helping him tear off the tape on his mouth. "Jimmy, what do you want to say?"
"Untie me quickly, I'll take you to escape," opportunity knocks but once. Jimmy dared not imagine what Beto would do to him when he came back, asking for help anxiously.
Estefania bit her lip and shook her head. "No, Beto will come back..."
"It's okay, I'll take you away from here, he won't find you," Jimmy hurriedly persuaded.
However, Estefania just shook her head, refusing to help.
After persuading for a long time, Jimmy was really despairing and had to find another way. "Then help me make a call, call my friend, okay?"
Estefania thought for a moment, felt this was no problem, and nodded in agreement. "Okay."
Hearing this.
Jimmy immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, incredibly thankful that he remembered Dexter's number.
Not long after.
Estefania dialed Dexter's mobile phone.
Buzz buzz buzz~~~
The vibration of the phone sounded. Wearing a hat, mask, and gloves, Dexter, who had just walked out of the elevator, took it out to look, grinned, and pressed answer. "Hello?"
"It's me, Jimmy, come save me quickly," as soon as he heard Dexter's voice, Jimmy shouted anxiously, "I was kidnapped by one of Nando's men, now at [Address]..."
Before Jimmy could finish his sentence, thump, the door of the house was suddenly opened.
Hearing the commotion, Estefania instinctively hung up the phone immediately, looking at the door in terror.
Dexter, with only his eyes exposed, holding a Glock, walked in leisurely.
Seeing Dexter dressed like this, in an instant, both Estefania and Jimmy were stunned, not understanding what happened, not understanding where this stranger suddenly popped out from.
Dexter walked unhurriedly toward Jimmy, sizing up Estefania along the way.
Have to say, Comrade Estefania was indeed quite attractive, very good in both figure and appearance.
"Who are you?" Estefania noticed Dexter's gaze, got scared, and asked nervously.
Dexter smiled, shifted his gaze, looked at Jimmy, and then, a mischievous thought popped up. He raised the pistol, aiming the black muzzle at Jimmy's head.
Jimmy: "?????"
Jesus Christ!
Looking at the black muzzle, Jimmy almost lost control of his bowels and bladder. "No, no, no, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
Jimmy's face flushed red, full of horror, begging incessantly.
Haha, the effect of this prank was very good. Dexter was very satisfied and amused.
Waiting for three or four seconds, Dexter put away the gun, leaned into Jimmy's ear, and whispered with a smile, "Surprise? Unexpected?"
The words entered his ears.
Thump!
Jimmy immediately recognized Dexter's voice. His body shook, pupils dilating, completely dumbfounded, simply unable to imagine how exactly Dexter did it!
Obviously just made the call, how could Dexter run here in the blink of an eye?
Fxxk, does this guy have superpowers?
"Let Estefania go pack her luggage, we'll take her with us," seeing Jimmy didn't react, Dexter whispered again.
Jimmy reacted. Although he didn't know why Dexter wanted to take Estefania too... it didn't matter, just obey obediently.
Jimmy immediately spoke to Estefania. "Esti, this is my friend. Go pack your luggage quickly, we leave together."
Estefania: "????"
What was this all about?
Confused for a moment, Estefania still hurriedly started moving.
Dexter wasn't idle either. He took out a folding Swiss Army knife from his pocket, snip snip snip, cutting the tape binding Jimmy.
Before long, because his life was saved, Jimmy had calmed down a lot. He subconsciously stretched his body, then said to Dexter, still somewhat nervously, "We have to leave quickly, Beto might come back immediately."
Dexter put away the knife and shook his head. "He still has some time."
Little Wu was watching Beto; Dexter wasn't worried at all.
After speaking, Dexter walked to the stairs and looked at Marco lying on the stairs.
Comrade Marco died just like that, pretty good too.
Glancing once, Dexter withdrew his gaze. "You go down first, to the underground parking lot. My car is there, unlocked. Get in and wait for me."
Jimmy didn't want to stay here for a second longer. Hearing this, he instinctively lifted his foot to leave, but after taking two steps, fearing he might run into Beto, he asked worriedly, "You're not leaving?"
Dexter shook his head. "I'm going to fxxk Estefania for a bit, you don't mind, right?"
Jimmy: "??????"
Hearing this, Jimmy was truly stunned.
Mind, not really...
Just, in this situation, play this?
Are you kidding?
"Can't we change a place to fxxk?" Jimmy recovered and couldn't help asking.
Dexter shook his head again. "It's exciting this way."
Jimmy didn't want to say more. "Then you be quick, I'm leaving first!"
After speaking, Jimmy retreated nimbly.
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Jimmy left, Dexter went upstairs cheerfully.
Estefania, this vase, was packing in a panic. It is worth mentioning that for some reason, the bathrobe on Estefania was gone again.
Truly outrageous, and indeed convenient.
Dexter walked over with a smile.
Hearing footsteps, Estefania turned her head, not as panicked as before, explaining, "Almost ready. There are many things to take, I don't know what to take."
"No rush," Dexter responded with a smile, walking behind Estefania and reaching out.
Estefania was stunned at first, then, with absolutely no problem, understood instantly. So, she cooperated with a giggle.
Not long after, everything followed naturally.
Time flew.
Through the information fed back by Little Wu, knowing Comrade Beto started moving towards here, Dexter didn't dawdle and solved the problem crisply.
Another five minutes passed.
Under Dexter's request, Estefania finally finished packing and followed Dexter out.
In a short while, Dexter took Estefania into the car, stomped on the gas, and left the parking lot.
Leaving the parking lot, Dexter didn't go far, stopping by the roadside to wait. Waiting until Beto arrived downstairs at the hotel, got out of the car and entered the building, Dexter didn't dawdle, taking out the pre-prepared burner phone and calling the police.
"Hello, I want to report a crime. I just heard several gunshots from my neighbor's house..."
After reporting, following the old rule, Dexter removed the SIM card, broke the phone, and threw it out.
Jimmy smoked, watching Dexter's behavior helplessly. For a moment, he couldn't control his head buzzing non-stop.
Who exactly is this guy?
Why so skilled?
Jimmy couldn't figure it out, so he could only subconsciously smoke fiercely, daring not to speak.
"Get out and get your luggage," at this time, Dexter spoke to Jimmy.
Jimmy had completely forgotten about this matter. Hearing this, he remembered.
Money and ID were all in the luggage; he indeed had to get them back.
Therefore, nodding, Jimmy didn't dawdle and got out immediately.
Jimmy moved very fast, grabbing the luggage and hurrying back to Dexter's car.
Dexter didn't delay, stomped on the gas, and drove Jimmy towards the South Side.
"You have to go back and tell Fiona, then take Estefania to Michigan," Dexter pulled up his mask a little, lit a cigarette, and said.
Experiencing today's events, Jimmy was truly afraid of Dexter. Hearing this, he dared not have any opinion and nodded decisively in agreement. "Okay."
Dexter glanced at Jimmy with a smile. "Today's events never happened, I never appeared either, understand?"
Jimmy nodded again immediately. "Understood."
Dexter smiled. "I'll find you a taxi."
"Thank you," Jimmy was incredibly obedient.
Time flashed by.
A taxi stopped about twenty meters away from the Gallagher house.
Jimmy handed a hundred dollars to the driver. "Wait for me here, at most ten minutes."
Subsequently, Jimmy said to Estefania, "You too."
Estefania had nowhere else to go and responded obediently immediately.
Jimmy didn't say more, opened the door, got out, lit a cigarette, and walked quickly towards the Gallagher house.
At this time in the Gallagher house, there were only Fiona, who was still very unhappy, smoking and drinking with a dark face, and Liam sitting on the sofa watching TV.
Ian ran away.
Lip and Carl went to work.
Debbie went to the hospital alone to visit Frank.
Jimmy arrived at the door, lost in thought for a moment, reached out to turn the doorknob, and walked in.
Fiona, sitting on the sofa smoking and drinking, heard the door opening sound, turned to look, and seeing Jimmy out of the blue, was stunned instantly.
Immediately after, regardless of anything, Fiona got up abruptly and threw a tantrum. "What the fxxk are you still doing here? Didn't you leave?"
Having been together for so long, Jimmy knew Fiona's temper well. He didn't mind Fiona's outburst, grinned, and threw out the excuse prepared on the way. "Before leaving, I definitely have to come tell you. Seeing your reaction, you went to find me, thought I left without a word?"
Fiona glared angrily. "Why didn't you answer when I called?"
Jimmy walked in front of Fiona, explaining with a faint smile, "Something happened in the morning, I went to solve it. Lost my phone somewhere during the process. Just finished solving the matter, and I came."
Did Fiona believe this explanation?
Actually, not really.
However, anyway, Jimmy appeared, didn't he?
At this point, Fiona's anger subsided a bit.
Ten minutes passed in a flash.
"Then I'm leaving. I'll come back to see you next weekend," Jimmy said goodbye.
Fiona was actually reluctant, but her personality was stubborn and awkward. "Whatever."
Jimmy smiled, turned, and left.
Fiona didn't see him off, plopped back on the sofa, continued smoking and drinking, feeling even more irritable.