"I understand, boss."

Bolton shrugged, and not long after, he got on a motorcycle or two and headed to the outskirts of Mexico City. This is a classic Harley Street Fighter with modified ape handlebars. It constantly weaves and overtakes in the traffic flow, which is very arrogant.

The Mutant factory is disguised as a very ordinary chemical plant, not far from the main road in Mexico City. The Mexican president's fragile control over the country makes them somewhat unscrupulous.

The checkpoint at the gate outside the factory was obviously very familiar with Burton, so he directly opened the gate barrier and let him in.

Burton parked his motorcycle in the parking lot, took out an ID card, and opened the heavy alloy door. Inside is a very ordinary chemical plant layout, with thick pipes, huge amounts of reaction tanks, and reactors. There are even many workers pretending to maintain production. He entered the real Mutant factory through a dark and dank underground passage.

"Welcome to hell!"

Francis, the head of the Mutant factory, was holding a folder in his hand and wearing a white coat, standing in front of Burton. The scene behind him was indeed no different from hell. Ice water, electric chair, waterboarding, soldering iron, sticks. The staff in the Mutant factory are torturing the experimental subjects in the factory in various ways, bringing them into a near-death state in order to stimulate the Mutant serum injected into the body.

The shrill screams almost pierced people's eardrums. Some experimental subjects have been stimulated with the

There is truly no place on earth more like hell than here.

"We have made three new Mutants this time. I believe Mr. Filippoto will be very satisfied."

Francis' face narrowed, like a fox that has spotted its prey. A brainwashed Mutant can be sold for at least US$7 million, while the cost does not exceed US$150,000. The bulk is just the X weapon serum. In the chaotic Mexico, the cost of these experimental bodies is zero.

Thanks to these wealthy drug lords, they have made billions of dollars and supplied dozens of Mutant thugs to this chaotic land.

This is like an arms race. As long as one party purchases Mutants, the other party must purchase a corresponding number of Mutants to maintain the balance of combat power. Mexico's chaos is its best salesman.

Bolton took out his phone and clicked on the video.

"No, Mr. Filippoto asked me to come here because he wants to know if this person is your product?"

Francis's face became serious. He took the phone and replayed it back and forth, carefully observing Broly's movements in the video.

"It's not a product of our company and I'm not even sure if he's a Mutant."

This was a variable that Francis didn't care about on the surface, but he was actually quite interested in it.

"As soon as he showed up, he killed the high-level lawyer of the Reyes Group, destroyed one of our factories, and kidnapped Mr. Filippoto's daughter." Burton described what Broly had done. Ten said it out, these things cannot be hidden, it is better to say it directly: "We also suspect that the destruction of a transfer station was also because of him."

"Now that the Reyes Group has exposed its weak side, Mr. Filippoto wants to hire you and Dust Angel to get rid of this person."

Burton said.

"Why should I help you? This person is very powerful and very troublesome."

Francis handed the phone back to Burton.

"Money is not a problem. Mr. Filippoto is willing to spend a lot of money to ask you to help. What's more important is Mr. Francis. This group of people has broken the balance between the various groups. If the Reyes Group is destroyed, the Mata Group will only Come to you with a gun, not money to buy Mutant."

Bolton was able to become the Reyes Group's third mission not just because he was ruthless.

Francis was silent for a moment. Although he doesn't take these drug lords seriously, the chaotic situation does hinder his business. The people behind him don't want to see this situation.

"Okay, let's talk about price next."

Palomata is with his family at the moment.

The kitchen was busy as his wife and mother prepared dinner. In the deft hands of the housewife, the fragrant tortillas are fried, wrapped in cheese and minced meat, and the aroma is overflowing. Enanada, which looks like a large dumpling, is placed on a plate with slices of lime and tomatoes, which is mouth-watering.

Fajita refers to the cow's diaphragm in Spanish, but it is a traditional home-cooked dish in Mexico. After evolution, it is not only grilled beef diaphragm, but also different parts of beef, chicken, pork and seafood, grilled with chopped onions and green peppers. Add warm cream, guacamole, salsa, and more than 100 spices to create a spicy Mori Sauce.

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