Chapter 941 Lucky Bar
"Should we get another car?" Reacher got out of the car and looked at the people who got out of the car. Nigli's Range Rover is a five-seater. There are five of them now, and they can all sit in it. Deng.
"What right does the guy in the passenger seat have to complain that the car is too crowded?" O'Donnell, who was sitting at the back, muttered unhappily.
"Let's go back to New York. The other party is indeed here for you, which means everything under your name may be exposed, including your family." Jack pointed out the key point.
Scarface's identity should be a professional killer. Although the information he has about Reacher and others is rudimentary, it does not mean that the information held by the people behind him is also rudimentary.
Jack also saw his own information, which was of course not his identity in the FBI, but the identity of a private detective that Jubal was forging based on his current disguise.
This information has been marked, and anyone who tries to retrieve this information will be recorded. Don't look at Jack leisurely following Reacher and others to Atlantic City to beat people up. Behind him is the wanted criminal team. Everyone was very busy at this time.
Lucky Bar, as its name suggests, has a green four-leaf clover logo on its sign.
Clover is alfalfa. If you see a piece of alfalfa with four leaves, it is usually regarded as a sign of good luck, so four-leaf clover is also called lucky clover.
Reacher turned around and looked at O'Donnell and Dixon with a frown, "You two stay, we'll go in."
"Why?" O'Donnell looked down at himself in confusion, thinking that his clothes were stained from the fight just now.
"You look too much like the police." Reacher was about to lift his foot, but was stopped by Jack, "No, you stay too, Nigli and I can go in."
"Do I look like a policeman?" Reacher glared and felt unhappy.
"What Jack means is that you don't look like a good person." Sister Hei happily stabbed her old boss in the heart again and took away the photo of Sanchez hugging the bar girl from his hand.
Jack opened the door in a gentlemanly manner and let Niggly into the bar. It was only midnight, but the business in the bar looked a bit bleak, and there were only seven or eight customers in twos and threes in total.
A black bartender wearing a New York Giants jersey was standing behind the bar wiping glasses boredly. When he saw the two people walking straight towards him, a smile appeared on his face, "What do you want to drink? We have the best Sunday brunch in the city." '.
"Sunday brunch" is not food, but a local craft beer in New Jersey. It tastes creamy, a bit like eggnog.
"It's not urgent, we want to ask about this girl." Nigli put the photo on the bar, "Did she come to work today?"
"Who are you?" The black bartender's eyes suddenly became wary, "What are you doing with her?"
"We are friends of Sanchez and Orozco." Jack felt something was wrong and was about to explain a few more words, but unexpectedly the bartender became talkative again and waved to a big man behind them.
"Hey Duerce, these two friends who say they're Sanchez want to talk to Milena, take them to the back where she's doing the accounting."
"Thank you." Nigli didn't expect that the other party was quite easy to talk to.
As soon as the two of them walked around the bar and followed the big man named Duels into the corridor, a waitress with a green apron tied around her waist came out of the bathroom. She was the girl Jack and the others were looking for.
"Milena." The black bartender waved to her quickly, took out her mobile phone and wallet from under the counter and handed them over, "Take your things and leave quickly!"
At the same time, Jack and Niggly, who were unaware of this, were blocked in the corridor. The big man leading the way turned his head and looked at them coldly, and behind them, another tall guy appeared. .
"What's going on, buddy?" Nigli also noticed something was wrong.
"Stop harassing our friends." The big man named Duers warned.
Jack rubbed his brows and said, "Listen, man, I don't want to fight with anyone today. You must have misunderstood something. We are not here."
As a result, before he finished speaking, the other party punched him in the face.
With two "pop bang" sounds, Jack connected his left fist with his right hand, his right palm with his left fist, and twisted it hard in the middle. He was still explaining, "We are really Sanchez's friends."
"Ah!" Duers, who had his hands squeezed by him, let out a scream. His legs went weak and he almost knelt down on the spot.
"Don't touch me." At this time, Nigli also started fighting with the tall guy behind her.
"Try not to hurt anyone." Jack reminded, kicked open the back door of the bar, and pushed out Duols, who was still screaming.
The business of this bar is already very bad, so it's best not to cause too much embarrassment. After all, the other party is standing up for a friend, so there must be some misunderstanding.
"Stop fighting, we surrender." Another strong man was also punched out by Nigli, and the two of them cried out for mercy.
"It seems like someone here is being treated as a bad guy." Reacher grabbed the arm of a Hispanic girl and stood at the entrance of the alley with a proud look on his face, flanked by O'Donnell and Dixon who looked helpless.
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"I'm sorry. If I had seen you first, I wouldn't have run away. Sanchez showed me your photos. My friend just wanted to protect me." In the bar, Milena apologized to everyone again and again and turned to look at the scene. The two strong men cast apologetic looks.
The black bartender served beer to everyone and helped explain, "Last week, a fierce-looking bastard came to her and said that he had worked as a security guard with Sanchez and Orozco."
Jack casually took out a few $20 bills and put them on the tray, and smiled at the two strong men who were still rubbing their arms and faces, "Get two bottles of good whiskey for those two guys, I hope the alcohol can help them forget the pain.
Does the bastard you are talking about have a scar on his face?"
"Yes, it's him. He asked me if Sanchez had given me anything, such as a USB flash drive.
I had no idea what he was talking about. As soon as he left, I called Jose (Sanchez), but he never answered the phone.
The two of them often lost contact because of work, but this time I had a bad feeling."
Everyone looked at each other and realized a problem at the same time. This girl might not know that Sanchez and Orozco were in trouble until now.
Seeing everyone's grim expressions, Milena couldn't help but get nervous, "Do you know where they are now?"
"Uh" Negley was thinking about how to express it tactfully, but Reacher spoke before her, "Someone threw them off the helicopter."
"Reacher?!" Dixon stretched out his tone.
"Oh my God!" The girl was stunned on the spot, and when everyone stared at Reacher with blaming eyes, she burst into tears.