On the empty road, a dozen burly men with tattoos on motorcycles surrounded their vehicle.
Tote stepped on the gas, preparing to accelerate and escape their encirclement.
But the group of burly men on motorcycles caught up even faster, with several motorcycles closing in on them.
To avoid colliding with them, Tot had no choice but to turn around and go to one side.
"They seem to want to take me somewhere, what should I do, boss?"
Thoth turned to Hera, wanting to get her opinion.
"Go with them."
Hera leaned against the car window and replied calmly.
Tote nodded and was then led away by the group of motorcycles.
After driving for about half an hour, they forced the car into a small alley where there were no people or surveillance cameras.
The group of burly men stopped their motorcycles, got off, and each was carrying a weapon.
"You all just sit down."
Hera gave the group a few words of advice, then calmly opened the car door and got out.
The leader, a burly man with a long beard, was carrying a baseball bat. He chuckled as he saw Hera come down.
"You're quite sensible. Don't worry, I'll take it easy on you."
He approached slowly with a group of henchmen, carrying a baseball bat, while licking his lips.
"But before I deal with you, I'd like to experience what it's like to be mixed-race."
As he spoke, the people around him revealed lewd smiles.
"Why do you want to kill me?"
Hera stood quietly, asking the burly man at the head of the group in a calm tone.
"Someone sent us to kill you."
"who."
"I can't tell you that." The big man walked up to Hera.
"That's all I can tell you. Alright, miss, please cooperate with me."
As he spoke, he slowly extended his large, rough hand.
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