Mexico, the coastal city of Tampico.
Hunter lay comfortably on the deck of a rented yacht, letting Perkins—who had not yet recovered from the excitement of easily earning a large sum of money—take the lead.
He squinted his eyes and asked, "Has the reward arrived?"
"Can't you... not talk about... irrelevant topics... at a time like this..."
"You're making me... lose the mood!"
Perkins gave him a frustrated look, but she was clearly very happy after being recruited by Hunter.
She had essentially gotten a free ride on a mission that would have been very difficult to complete on her own and received a generous reward for it.
So, Perkins still intermittently answered Hunter's curiosity.
Five days ago, they were in the state of Arizona within the United States.
In a small Gobi Desert town bordering Mexico, they successfully ambushed a team of US Military personnel escorting an Arms Dealer back to the country.
Furthermore, Hunter had shot the pilot of the US Military transport helicopter that came to pick them up, causing the helicopter to crash.
Although he felt quite good at the time...
The trouble afterward might be much greater than Hunter had imagined.
A helicopter belonging to the US Military had been shot down within US territory.
Even though the US Government strictly blocked the news and didn't let it be reported on a large scale...
Hunter and Perkins hadn't even driven very far from McNeil that day before they saw a large number of police cars.
Not long after taking a detour onto a side road, multiple US Military helicopters also appeared in the sky above, circling as they rushed toward McNeil.
Along with that, armed troop carriers from the Arizona National Guard appeared on the highways leading to the area around McNeil.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Hunter and Perkins immediately took a detour and smuggled themselves into Mexico.
They planned to lie low here for a while before considering returning to the United States.
Since they were already in Mexico, Hunter naturally didn't plan to stay at the US-Mexico Border the whole time.
Not only was it very chaotic there, but a large number of US spies, agents, and intelligence personnel were also lurking there.
Therefore, he suggested having a good time in Mexico.
Since Hunter was paying, Perkins didn't refuse.
The two headed south, playing as they went.
Finally, last night, they arrived here in Tampico.
This is a scenic port city that not only has convenient transportation but also boasts beautiful beaches and abundant offshore resources.
So today, Hunter rented a yacht at the seaside.
He took Perkins and steered the boat straight out to sea, intending to have a good day of fun.
Back in Los Angeles, in order to improve his Driving Skill as quickly as possible...
He not only visited and tried to learn how to fly helicopters, but he also enrolled in a yacht club with training qualifications in Los Angeles to learn yacht piloting for a period of time.
Current Hunter might still have some trouble if asked to independently pilot some medium-to-large yachts weighing thousands or tens of thousands of tons.
But for a small yacht like this one, which was only a few hundred tons, it was simply not a problem at all.
By spending a bit more money and using the excuse of forgetting his yacht license...
Hunter rented this yacht from a yacht rental company at the Tampico Port.
Afterward, Hunter took Perkins and steered the boat to the sea twenty or thirty nautical miles away from the shore, playing and indulging themselves wantonly.
While they were having fun, suddenly, Perkins seemed to have discovered something.
Her movements and frequency abruptly slowed down.
Hunter immediately noticed the change, opened his eyes, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Perkins didn't rush to answer him; instead, she carefully sat up straight and looked directly out at the sea.
After a moment, she looked down and said to Hunter, "Hey, it looks like we're being watched again."
Hunter was taken aback, and then, amidst Perkins' exclamation, he also sat up.
He held Perkins and looked in the direction of her gaze.
Sure enough, he soon saw two speedboats constantly approaching from about a nautical mile away on the sea.
Hunter's vision far surpassed Perkins', so he could see more clearly.
He saw that on those two speedboats, each had a driver and two fierce-looking thugs holding weapons.
Unsurprisingly, they were likely a local gang.
"It seems they were attracted by your charm again."
Hunter reached out and patted Perkins' back, signaling a temporary ceasefire.
After Perkins stood up somewhat reluctantly, she picked up the bikini swimsuit next to her and quickly put it on.
As for Hunter, he didn't care about such things at all.
He skillfully reached out and grabbed a case on the deck.
Then, he took out a familiar sniper rifle from within.
The Remington M700PSS!
Since entering Mexico, Hunter had found an opportunity to put that mcmillan tac-50 sniper rifle into his private space.
He switched to a Remington to keep by his side.
He didn't know if Mexico was always this chaotic or if the combination of Hunter and Perkins as a handsome man and beautiful woman was simply too eye-catching.
In any case, on the day they entered Mexico...
Hunter and Perkins encountered several thugs who tried to harass them.
As a result, the harassment naturally turned into a death sentence.
Hunter didn't even let Perkins take action; with his current physical fitness, he easily dispatched those thugs, letting them get their VIP tickets for reincarnation early.
In the following days, the two traveled south.
No matter which city they stayed in, once the two appeared on the streets...
Before long, some thugs, hooligans, and even armed militants would always be attracted to Perkins.
The results were predictable!
By now, it had only been a short five days.
Hunter had already dealt with more than twenty Mexican thugs, hooligans, and armed militants who had targeted them.
He had thought that in this seemingly prosperous port city with many tourists, they could relax a little.
As it turned out, they seemed to have been targeted again.
"It seems they targeted me when I was renting the yacht just now."
Hunter skillfully installed the accessories and loaded the magazine into the rifle.
Looking at the two speedboats that were already less than a nautical mile away from them...
He lay down on the deck, propped up the Remington M700PSS, and after aiming—without even measuring the distance—he pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A gunshot like a sonic boom suddenly came from the sea, and the bullet quickly flew over a thousand meters away.
Under Hunter's now LvMax Shooting skill passive, the engine of one of the speedboats he saw through the scope was pierced by the bullet, and it quickly stalled and stopped on the sea.
Then, he quickly aimed at the other speedboat and soon pulled the trigger again.
Bang!
After easily disabling the engines of the two speedboats with two shots, Hunter gave a slight smile to Perkins, who had at some point poured a glass of red wine and brought it over to him.
"Thank you!"
Soon after, following a few more gunshots...
Except for two who had jumped into the sea voluntarily and whose fate was unknown...
The remaining several suspected robbers who had come for them had all been dealt with.
After checking for a while and still failing to find those two people...
Hunter shot without hesitation, blowing up the fuel tanks of the two speedboats.
Accompanying the fire from the explosion on the sea, he glanced at the seemingly boundless ocean.
Hunter suddenly felt that he should go find Mia... PS: New book released, I recommend my old book [supernatural: i have a small world].
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