"What on earth are you doing?"
Tali asked curiously.
As the motorcycle's speed got faster and faster, they moved further and further away from Moscow Nights.
Seeming to see the hope of escaping the devil's den, the apprehension and unease in Tali's heart finally began to gradually dissipate.
She remembered Hunter's action of throwing her phone onto a certain cargo ship a few minutes ago.
She couldn't help her curiosity and started asking him about it.
Hunter glanced at a sign not far away, confirming that the nearest interstate highway was less than two kilometers away.
In a good mood, he decided to give her a brief answer.
"The tracker on you should have a distance limit."
"As long as we are a certain distance away from the people controlling you, they should lose your location."
"And you said before that your phone also has a GPS system."
"So, by throwing the phone onto that cargo ship, I can mislead some of their judgments."
Hunter didn't know exactly how far the tracker implanted in Tali's body could reach.
He made the worst-case assumption, which was about fifty kilometers.
After all, the Russian Gang behind Moscow Nights...
They were at most a gang involved in the flesh trade, with some strength and influence.
Maybe they could get some weapons and had quite a few thugs.
But expensive military equipment of various high quality and performance should be hard to come by.
Nor would they be willing to use it on the women they controlled.
So, this little trick...
Even if it couldn't buy them much time, it could at least distract part of the Russian Gang's energy.
The vehicle continued to speed forward; what Hunter didn't know was...
At this moment, in an office on the top floor of the Moscow Nights hotel where he had stayed for two days.
A man was in a violent rage.
"What, one of our top-grade goods has run away?"
"Who is it? Is it that Tali again?"
"Damn it, if it weren't for the fact that a state senator was very fond of her, I would have broken her legs long ago and thrown her to let those bums'serve' her."
"Fine, fine, fine, she dares to escape again."
"Chase her, catch her."
"This time, I'm going to break her legs."
Slaviy was furious!
After the collapse of the Soviet Union, many residents within the Former Soviet Union chose to leave their homeland.
The vast majority of them, carrying a yearning for the capitalist world, came to live in America.
There is an old saying in Chinese that 'poor mountains and evil waters produce unruly people,' and this is not an exaggeration for Russia, the largest member of the Former Soviet Union.
Because of the harsh geographical environment, males among Russian immigrants are generally more fierce and bellicose than immigrants from other former Soviet republics.
Thus, from the West Coast to the East Coast, in almost every city where Russian immigrants settled, a criminal group rising through bravery and ruthlessness would naturally be born.
The Russian Gang currently entrenched in Boston was a typical such group.
And Slaviy was the boss of this Russian Gang.
After the collapse of the Soviet Union ten or so years ago, he was originally at the bottom of society in Russia.
Slaviy was not tall, only average by Russian standards.
He wasn't particularly good at fighting, but he had a streak of ruthlessness.
One day after the Soviet Union collapsed, Slaviy heard that America was like heaven, so he followed others and smuggled himself from the Bering Sea to Alaska.
Later, he made his way to Boston.
Here, Slaviy didn't fare well after immigrating to America, and could only be found among a group of Russian immigrants at the bottom of society.
He recruited a group of young immigrants who were equally tough in character and unwilling to be bullied.
Before long, by sticking together, they gradually gained a foothold in Boston.
As an immigrant nation, what America lacks least is immigrants and various illegal aliens.
Slaviy was a very shrewd gang boss; he soon realized that the flesh trade not only had low costs but also great potential.
So, through deception and trickery, cooperating at low prices with snakeheads who specialized in transporting illegal aliens to America, and even collaborating with some corrupt police in Boston.
They controlled many immigrant women and even specifically groomed some minors to entertain VIP guests.
After all, as the world's largest capitalist country, America...
Among the high-level politicians, wealthy businessmen, and celebrities of this country, there was never a lack of perverts with various strange preferences.
Slaviy relied on catering to these tastes, quickly using the child prostitutes he controlled.
Within Boston, he networked a group of senators, tycoons, and even some mid-to-high-level police officers with perverted fetishes.
Whether the client liked men or women, mature women or young birds, they had the resources to satisfy them.
The protection net woven through sex and interests was very powerful and also brought incredible profits to Slaviy.
And Tali was precisely the 'most valuable top-grade goods' under Slaviy.
Quite a few politicians and wealthy businessmen with perverted fetishes had a special fondness for her.
---Seeking Flowers--- This was also why, in the past, Tali had escaped time and again.
But Slaviy only caught her back, and after beating, torturing, and abusing her for a period of time, he would let her go.
Tali could not only make money for him but also win over many politicians and wealthy businessmen in Boston City and even Massachusetts.
Therefore, Slaviy treated her differently and could never sit idly by while she escaped.
"Boss, Tali is about to escape the tracking range."
A subordinate came to report, "Moreover, she seems to have gotten smarter."
"We tracked her phone and the tracker on her body, and found that the locations being sent back are completely different."
"Now both tracking locations are about to exceed our tracking range, how do you want to handle this?"
Slaviy's expression was grim, veins popping one by one.
Suppressing his anger, he gave the order with a sinister smile... "Very well, she's starting to play mind games with us."
"Pat."
A burly and tall Russian man immediately stepped forward, "Boss."
Slaviy ordered: "Take a team and check the phone's location, be quick!"
"Yes!"
The burly man immediately took the order and left.
Slaviy then looked at a somewhat tall and thin subordinate: "Andrei, take a team and track the locator on Tali's body."
"Be faster, take a locator with you, she's about to go out of range."
"Yes, Boss!"
Slaviy still wasn't satisfied and looked at another subordinate.
"Vishnyak, go check where Tali has been and who she has contacted in the past month."
"I don't believe she has the ability to escape on her own."
"Someone must have helped her, check it thoroughly for me."
Upon hearing this, Vishnyak immediately answered: "Boss, since that girl's last escape..."
"She only has three opportunities to go out for a meal each week now. She often goes to a family restaurant; I think she might have met someone there."
Slaviy heard this, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.
"Very good!"
He grinned and patted Vishnyak on the shoulder, "Take a few men over there and get the facts straight."
"If there's surveillance, bring back the footage from the past few days."
"Do a good job. Once we've caught Tali, I'll let you guys have your fill first before I break her legs."
"Yes, boss."
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