Chapter 4166

When Xavion's convoy drove into Brooklyn, it really attracted the attention of many street youths.

In Brooklyn, only gang bosses could afford Rolls-Royces, but those local gang members have already long memorized those bosses' Rolls-Royces' license plates. Therefore, they could tell at a glance that those cars were all foreign. Some of these gang members could not help but have bad thoughts when they saw the convoy.

However, after seeing that the other party had six cars, their rationality made them understand that they could only watch.

At this time, Xavion, who was in the car, suddenly received a text message.

This time, the other party had changed the cell phone number and sent the message:" Go to the North Brooklyn Wharton Motel."

A motel was the lowest end express hotel in the United States.

It had the worst rooms and locations, with the laxest management and worst security.

One did not need any identification documents to register at a motel. One could simply park their car by the entrance, walk in, and hand cash over to the boss to get a room key, with no need to show any identification throughout the entire stay.

The boss also had the mentality that more was better than less. He simply wanted to collect money and could not be bothered to ask about the identity of the guests-in fact, he did not even want to look at the guests more, so as to avoid any trouble. So, such places had a mixture of fugitives, prostitutes, and drug addicts.

Xavion did not expect that the other party would set the location at such a place.

to the intelligence team, hoping that they would be able to locate the other

the intelligence team came back with the news that the other

for them to make any preparations in advance and

to locate the other party's location meant that Xavion could only follow the other party's request and go

so, he could only bite the bullet and go ahead to

located on

the entrance of the motel, they could see at least seven or eight scantily.

driving, and the male

no

and roll down the window to

few words with her.

the kind

man's passenger seat, or go to the motel room with the

disgust when he looked

discovered their convoy. Some of them were still more or less self-aware and they knew that it was impossible for a prostitute like themselves, who got paid tens of dollars at a time, to win the favor of the owner of the Rolls-Royce. However, there

driver of the first few Rolls-Royces did not

few people continue knocking on the windows towards the back, all the way to the car that

skinny women with rotten teeth and even severe tooth loss at a young age through the window and he cursed in the car, "What the hell is this?! F*ck!

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