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"My companion is sick. I need to borrow your car to take her to the hospital."

Broly said in somewhat awkward English.

"You can go to the White Farm three kilometers away and ask. I believe they will be kind enough to lend you the car."

The middle-aged man said something perfunctory and prepared to lock the door, but found that the door did not move at all.

"I'm not asking for your opinion, give me the car!"

Broly's anger surged, his pupils shrank to a point, and a terrifying aura surged from his body.

The middle-aged man was frightened and took a few steps back. Just as he was about to raise the rifle in his hand, he found that the barrel of the gun was held in the hand of the Asian in front of him, and an irresistible force came from his hand. The gun was taken away easily.

"Don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive. We'll give the car to you right now."

The middle-aged man's daughter took the car keys out of her father's trouser pocket and threw them to Broly. This is a hot girl with a hot body, because at home, she only wears a T-shirt and hot pants, and her legs are dazzlingly white.

"You guys come with me, bring ice and salt water, and don't play any tricks on me."

After Broly finished speaking, he tightened his grip on the double-barreled shotgun and bent it into a U-shape.

"Mutant?!"

The middle-aged man had a look of fear on his face and immediately gave up resistance, while the girl had a look of curiosity.

The car on the farm was a somewhat dilapidated Ford pickup truck. Broly sat in the passenger seat and monitored the middle-aged man driving. The girl sat in the back seat carrying a medical kit.

"Are you crazy? You left a patient in the desert, thirty-five kilometers away, and she should be dead by now!"

As soon as she heard that the target's location was thirty-five kilometers away, the girl immediately became angry.

"It only took me more than half an hour to run here. With her physical condition, nothing would happen to her."

After Broly finished speaking, the girl covered her mouth in surprise. She thought Broly had walked all day and all night to reach the farm.

The old pickup truck roared, raising a cloud of smoke and dust on the desert. The middle-aged man pushed the pickup truck's speed to the limit, just to get rid of this plague god as soon as possible.

Twenty minutes later, the pickup truck came to a stop where Broly had dug the hole.

Broly got off the car, his eyebrows furrowed. His combat uniform covering the top of the sand pit was gone. There were messy footprints all over the edge of the sand pit. Kakarot disappeared.

"Who would be in this area?"

He picked up the middle-aged man's collar and lifted him up.

"Cough, cough, cough, let go, I can't breathe."

The middle-aged man discovered that Broly's hand was stronger than a bear, and he was about to break his neck.

"The mules of the Reyes Group. They are smuggling hallucinogens around here. All goods from Mexico and Colombia are transported to the United States through them. Aren't you from the Reyes Group?"

He said with difficulty.

The reason why he immediately calmed down before was because he suspected that Broly was a member of the Reyes Group. There are many Mutant members in the Reyes Group who are ruthless and do all kinds of evil. Those who offend them have their families and families destroyed. If they want to survive, they have no choice but to flee Texas.

The FBI has planned several operations against the Reyes Group, but all of them failed with heavy losses.

The middle-aged man was just an ordinary farmer and he didn't dare to provoke these vicious criminals.

"They're dead."

Broly pressed the combat power detection glasses on his head. The glasses had already recorded Kakarot's combat power characteristics, and he could easily locate her no matter where she was on the earth.

[Shame of the Saiyans: Ding! As a fighting nation, Saiyans were actually kidnapped. This is a shame for Saiyans! Please rescue the missing Kakarot, the mission will reward 20 revival points]

A brand new Dodge Ram was driving down the interstate, playing Tallica's "Fade Tobck" at full volume.

"lifeitsees,willfadeaway

driftgfurthereveryday”

In the passenger seat was a bald Hispanic young man with a big beard, holding Kakarot's tail in his hand. His body was covered with tooth marks and scratches, and was dripping with blood. It was obvious that he was subdued after a hard struggle.

"Fake! Benny, I really don't know why you took this kid back to El Paso. We still have five kilograms of goods in the trunk! If something happens, Burton will kill us!"

He tied Kakarot tightly with a rope.

"What do you know, Marlin, did you see her tail? Have you ever seen a child of this age have such strength? This is a Mutant, brother! We gave her to Burton and sold her to Mexico. Juarez, we can make at least 800,000, 800,000! Do you understand, brother, 800,000 is enough for us to brave the police patrols and make twenty trips!"