After waiting for the car to drive away from the passage entrance, Maria's previously enthusiastic smiling face suddenly turned serious. She immediately dialed the phone. "Boss, what should we do now? Marco and Salvatore are in the same car."
Alberto put away the phone and turned to talk to Lorenzo, but before he knew it, the other man had already walked out, leaving only an anxious back for him.
"Lorenzo!" Alberto hurriedly chased after him, trying to stop him.
Lorenzo watched the location on his phone getting farther and farther away, and his footsteps quickened even more.
Alberto followed behind him and almost had to run to catch up with him. "Lorenzo, are you going to rescue her in person?!"
He didn't answer, but his actions said it all. Alberto was extremely headache. "No way! Salvatore was driven out of the organization by you. If he knows you're here this time, he will definitely take revenge on you."
"She can't be hurt because of me." Lorenzo strode towards the garage, got in the car and was about to drive away. Alberto also got in.
"Since you're not calm, as your younger brother, I naturally can't lag behind. Taking me along at least allows me to take the bullets for you." Alberto spoke flippantly, but Lorenzo knew that what he said was sincere. After all, they were brothers in life and death.
"Relax. I don't need you yet." Lorenzo stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
In the Lincoln car, Victoria was tightly held by Salvatore. The extremely unnatural physical contact made her resist.
"Sir, could you let me go for a moment?" This was the first time she spoke tonight. Her delicate and sweet voice was overly pleasant to the ear. Even the fear she deliberately suppressed made her even more charming.
Salvatore wasn't angry. Hearing her words, he released his hand and held her soft hand, lost in thought. "Such a beautiful pair of hands. Wouldn't they be more beautiful if they were colored?"
His tone was somewhat obsessed and morbid, as if he remembered something through these hands.
However, he didn't show any intention of stopping the memories. He just said in a trance, "I've seen the most beautiful hands in the world, playing the piano, holding my hand..."
Victoria stared at him, wondering who the person he was talking about could be. The sudden seriousness of him distracted her from the fear in her heart.
"Unfortunately, she died..." He held her hand close to his lips, looked at her hand with extremely devout eyes, and kissed it lightly.
"Her hands were bleeding, all blood!" Salvatore shook his head, looked at her hand in pain, and muttered to himself. Victoria found this man very sick and somewhat schizophrenic. She couldn't help but worry about what was coming for her next.
At this moment, it seemed that they both forgot that there was another person in the car. He sat in the darkness, observing the girl opposite. Maybe she was too pure, with clear eyes. Or maybe she was extremely patient. Facing such a terrifying villain beside her, she remained calm and composed, which made him rarely interested in observing her.
The girl seemed to notice his gaze and raised her head in thought, finding his gaze in the darkness, looking at him with puzzlement, confusion, and scrutiny.
Yes, scrutiny. She was scrutinizing him. A faint smile rippled across the man's lips, subtle and hard to notice.
"Salvatore, you're really a sentimental person."
In the not-so-large space, apart from Salvatore's muttering, Marco also broke the one-man show in everyone's heart.
Victoria withdrew her gaze and watched Salvatore move his hand away from hers. She almost couldn't resist the urge to grab the wine next to her to wash and disinfect her hand.
"Marco, you're laughing at me." Salvatore let out a sigh of melancholy and forced a bitter smile. "They're all past events, not worth mentioning."
Marco reached out and tapped the car window. Outside, the lights were bright. "This car was arranged by Vermilion Club. Aren't you afraid they installed a locator?"
After saying that, he looked at Victoria. Victoria's eyelids twitched, and she subconsciously clenched her hands. The tension throughout her body inevitably swept over.
Salvatore reached out to pour a glass of wine and took a sip. He leaned carelessly against the back cushion, lifted Victoria's long hair behind her with one hand, and played with it. "Although Vermilion Club doesn't say it outwardly, I know this is Alberto's business. I dare to be so blatant naturally because I have a perfect plan."
"Lorenzo, that traitor has a backup plan." At the other end of the bug, Alberto just realized that now they were also in someone else's trap.
Victoria's heart was suddenly lifted. Salvatore leaned forward and turned his head to look at her at the same time. "I know you were used."
After saying that, without waiting for her reaction, he took off the earring locator from her ear. "Look, once this redundant thing is removed, you're even more charming."
Salvatore rolled down the car window and threw the locator out.
Seeing the locator being thrown, her heart rate accelerated at that moment.
The wind outside the window was wildly blowing on Victoria, but at that moment, she couldn't feel the cold at all because the way Salvatore was looking at her was too purposeful now.
There was a shrill sound from Lorenzo's side. He took a look at the red dot that disappeared on his phone and couldn't help speeding up.
"Lorenzo, that traitor has discovered the locator!"
At that moment, Alberto couldn't help but worry about Victoria too. No matter how hard-hearted he was, it was an unarmed young girl who was in danger now. Suddenly, he felt a very strong sense of guilt.
"Call people, blockade!"
Lorenzo couldn't bear it anymore. Just thinking about that girl being in the clutches of the devil now made him go crazy!
Just a few simple words made Alberto tremble in fear. The consequence of the blockade was blatantly exposing himself to the enemy and would also prematurely expose his true identity here!
"Lorenzo!" He wanted to stop him, but he knew that no one could go against what Lorenzo decided.
He resigned himself and took out his phone and dialed.
"In the west, blockade Salvatore. Keep him alive."
At Victoria's side, she nervously moved backward. The scarred man was not angry but laughed heartily instead. "Don't be afraid. I know you were forced. I won't hurt you."
The car turned around from the original road and drove towards a forest. Salvatore handed a key and a card to Marco. "Marco, this beauty is truly mouthwatering. I guess I can't accompany you to pick up the goods. Here is the address and the key. Good luck."
He said meaningfully, and Marco naturally understood the meaning of this sentence.
The car stopped, and the door was opened. It was Marco's men. They had been following the Lincoln. Marco took the things in his hand and took a look. "One hundred million will be in your account tonight."
He took a big step and got out of the car. Victoria's heart was pounding wildly. Now there were only her and Salvatore left in the car. The locator was lost, and the car changed direction. Lorenzo couldn't find her in a short time. She had to find a way to save herself. Subconsciously, she lunged out, almost crawling and rolling out of the car, without any semblance of dignity at all.
She tightly grabbed Marco's arm, like grasping the last lifesaving straw and not daring to loosen it even a little. "Help me, please!"
Marco stiffly turned around and looked at her, tightly grasping his hand. The pleading in those eyes was heart-wrenching. His gaze flickered uncertainly.
Salvatore also got out of the car, with a wild smile in the corner of his mouth. "Beauty, Marco has a fiancee. You're sticking to him so desperately like this, it will only make Marco loathe you even more."
Saying that, he pulled her over in one go and tightly held her in his arms. "Let me give you an unforgettable night tonight." His voice was full of temptation.
Victoria was terrified, and her hand reached out towards Marco in despair, "Please..."
But Marco just gave her a faint look and then turned his head away. At this time, the driver in the car came out and opened the door for the man. Marco said nothing and got into the car.
Victoria's gaze instantly became dull, as if losing the luster of life. It turned out that her rebirth was just a tragedy. But she hadn't repaid that man yet, and hadn't taken revenge on those who had hurt her. She was extremely unwilling.
Her body was heavily thrown onto the leather sofa in the car. In the narrow space, she had nowhere to retreat. Before she could react, Salvatore pounced on her like a hungry wolf.
"Salvatore! Please calm down..." Victoria could only force herself not to lose her composure.
Marco's car sped quickly on the way to pick up the goods. His peripheral vision swept over the car behind him, and for some reason, a trace of annoyance rose in his heart.
Could it be for the girl just now? How could it be? He even found this thought absurd and ridiculous.
After a while, he expressionlessly sent a text message to his subordinates with his mobile phone.
"Lead Lorenzo to Salvatore's side."
After a while, the locator that was supposed to be thrown by the roadside was tightly held in the hand of a man on a motorcycle who came from nowhere.
"If Lorenzo wants to save that woman, please follow the locator."
A strange male voice sounded in the tense car. Lorenzo looked at the positioning system returning to normal and was puzzled, but Alberto was worried.
"Lorenzo, I'm afraid this is a diversionary tactic."
"You continue the original route with them. I have to go to Salvatore's side."
Alberto never dreamed that he would make such a hasty decision. Now he was even more anxious: "If this batch of arms is obtained by the people of the Ferrocor family, it won't be easy to explain to the boss!"
"Get out of the car!" Lorenzo shouted sternly, deafening.
Alberto knew that he was angry. Seeing that the car's speed had slowed down a little, he quickly opened the car door and jumped out of the car like an arrow leaving the bow. The moment he jumped out, he closed the car door with his backhand, rolled twice on the ground, and then stood steadily on the roadside.
Only then did Lorenzo turn the car around and rush all the way towards the positioning point. Looking at the car speeding away, Alberto felt uneasy in his heart. He had never seen anyone who could influence Lorenzo's heart, but the girl who had just appeared not long ago managed to do it. He didn't know whether this was good or bad.