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There is an underground boxing market in Juarez that specializes in acquiring Mutants for brutal and bloody fights. Mexican and South American gang leaders, important officials in Washington, Wall Street investors, and Hollywood stars are all customers of this fighting arena.

The adult Mutant is worth 1.2 million US dollars, and the young Mutant is worth 2 million. Even if it is 60% deducted by Burton, it is still a lot of money for the two of them.

Young Mutants are of high value in training. After being brainwashed and brutally trained, they become excellent cannon fodder and bodyguards. Many gang leaders like to pay high prices. What's more, this Mutant is female and even more valuable.

Following the interstate, they soon returned to El Paso and pulled into a tire store.

A pair of eyes stared at their Dodge Ram warily through the observation window of the rolling shutter door.

"We are closed today."

"Stop it Bates, we just left here with the goods forty minutes ago."

There was silence in the tire shop for a moment, and the rolling shutter door opened, allowing Marin and the two to drive in. Before the car parked at the work station, several rifles were pressed against the car windows, aiming at the two people in the car from all directions.

"This is against the rules, Benny. Even if you encounter problems on the road, you are not allowed to come back here. You messed up! Man!"

A bald man with tattoos all over his body walked to the car window with a ferocious expression.

"No, no, Louis, there are absolutely no policemen following us. You don't know what we met on the way, a Mutant! He's only seven or eight years old! This is a lot of money, and Bolton will definitely not blame us!"

Louis' expression softened. If the two of them had captured a Mutant, the rash change of route would indeed be forgiven.

Broly opened a bottle of water, took a small sip, picked up a donut from the car, and ate it in several bites. Now his condition is not the best, and there is very likely to be a fierce battle next, and he will have to adjust his condition.

"May I have your name?"

He asked the middle-aged man in the driver's seat.

"Earl Earl Sharp."

The middle-aged man was obviously very nervous and his hands were shaking constantly.

"No, your name is Cade Eagle."

Broly pulled out a package from under his seat with Cade Eagle's name written on it.

"I remember you. What you have to do now is to park the car here and wait for me to rescue my companions before taking us away. There will be no accidents and no danger. Definitely, if you are smarter, That’s not necessarily the case.”

As he spoke, he opened the door and walked towards the tire shop two hundred meters away.

The combat power detection glasses worn on the head were constantly beating, detecting the combat power and positions of several people in the tire shop.

"8", "11", "7, "8", "9", "3".

As Broly walked, he tried his best to arouse his emotions and make himself angry. Unless ordinary Saiyans reach the critical point of Super Saiyans, pure anger cannot increase their combat power. But he is different. As a legendary Super Saiyan, he does not need a full moon to increase his combat power dramatically through anger. It can even directly enter the angry state after the anger reaches the critical point.

"Didi"

Broly's battle in the combat power detection glasses is constantly beating, and power is constantly pouring out of his body.

"**"

He started charging in the direction of the tire shop.

Cade was stunned when he saw Broly rushing towards him.

"Is he an idiot?"

In the tire shop, Louis crossed his shoulders and looked at Kakarot in the car.

"Is she really a Mutant? Besides having a tail, what else is special about her?"

Marin hurriedly showed the wounds on his body.

"She's really strong! I'm almost no match for her!"

Louis looked at Marin with suspicion, and suddenly he raised his hand to signal everyone to be silent.

"Did you hear anything?"

The next moment, the aluminum alloy rolling door suddenly twisted and shapeshifted violently, as if it was hit by an angry elephant, and flew up. Lewis was caught off guard and was hit head-on. His skull was smashed, and his brains and blood spurted out on the floor.

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The fierce sunlight came in, and the eyes of several people were sore from being stabbed. All they could vaguely see was a tall man rushing in.

"Maja Fake!"

A gunman raised his rifle and prepared to fire. The next moment, the rifle in his hand was hammered into a U-shape.

Broly shrank his body to avoid the bullet fired from the other side. At the moment, he was not sure whether he could withstand the close range direct shot of the rifle bullet.