Crossing the border was easy and simple, just cost a bit more money. Last time it was 30,000 dollars, this time it was 50,000 dollars. According to Frank, the previous boss didn't want to trouble others all the time, and couldn't always offer a friendly price.

Meit needed to go to the hospital, but he looked miserable without any particularly serious problems. George and Rubber took Meit to a private clinic in Tijuana. After the examination, they found that it was just some external skin injuries and bruises, as well as two fractures, but it was nothing serious. No one would die.

The real danger was Aturo. This poor kid didn't look like anything was wrong on the outside, but he had been in a coma all the time. So after crossing the border, Gao Guang and his team had to send Aturo to the hospital for examination.

But the problem was that Aturo's appearance showed that he had suffered inhumane treatment, and Aturo's mother was also covered in injuries, with blood marks on her wrists. Especially the bruises on her face, it was clear that she had been abused.

The appearance of Aturo and his mother meant that the hospital would almost certainly have to report it to the police. But Gao Guang and John didn't want to deal with the police, so they could only let Aturo and his mother go to the hospital themselves, or choose to send Aturo to a clinic that wouldn't report it to the police.

Where there is demand, there is supply. San Diego really does not lack black clinics that specialize in serving drug dealers and illegal immigrants. Moreover, the level of this clinic is quite high because it is recommended by the people who help Gao Guang and his team cross the border.

Frank drove away in a car full of combat equipment, leaving Gao Guang and John to take care of Aturo's medical treatment.

The black clinic was not very big, and it looked like a simple private clinic on the outside. There was only one doctor, two male nurses, and one female nurse, but their movements seemed quite skilled, and they were not surprised by the appearance of Aturo and his mother. They had no intention of reporting it to the police.

The doctor was a middle-aged man in his forties, and he looked like a Mexican. After taking a glance at Aturo, he used a stethoscope to listen to Aturo's lungs a few times before immediately saying in Spanish, "What happened to him?"

Aturo's mother just shed tears, but didn't cry. After hearing the doctor's question, she immediately said, "His ribs were already broken, and then he was hit in the chest and started coughing up blood. Then today, someone covered his face with a cloth and poured water on him... until he stopped struggling."

The doctor said with a straight face, "Broken ribs and water torture... it's highly likely that there is a punctured lung, and there are obvious symptoms of lung fluid accumulation. The situation is very dangerous. I can only do an X-ray examination here, but I cannot do a CT scan. You can go to the UC San Diego Medical Center in California, which has a top-ranked respiratory center in the United States with better medical conditions and a higher level of medical care. If you come here, you need to pay 20,000 dollars first. I cannot guarantee that he will survive, but I can arrange for surgery immediately."After finishing, the doctor looked at the clock on the wall and continued expressionlessly, "Also, I must remind you that he doesn't have much time left."

Why bother saying so much when there's no time left?

Without hesitation, Arturo's mother immediately said, "Please save my son here!"

The doctor continued expressionlessly, "Twenty thousand dollars, with possible additional fees. Payment must be made first."

Arturo's mother was stunned. She looked at Gao Guang with pleading eyes and whispered, "Can you lend me the money? I promise to pay you back. Please help us."

This was expected. Arturo and his mother had just been rescued, so how could they possibly have money on them? However, they didn't expect the black clinic to charge such a high price. Without any other options, they had to pay the twenty thousand dollars first.

Gao Guang could only look at John and whispered, "Twenty thousand dollars, payment must be made first."

John grumbled as he took out a stack of bills from his pocket and said impatiently, "Pay the money and save him quickly."

The doctor was very happy to confirm that the patient had money. He immediately turned to his two assistants and said, "Take him for an X-ray examination, and you go collect the money."

The female nurse said to John, "Just give me the twenty thousand dollars. Come this way, please."

Although the clinic was in the United States, the doctor and nurse were of Mexican descent and could speak Spanish, so Gao Guang didn't have to stay and translate. Arturo's mother stayed to take care of her son.

After leaving the oppressive emergency room, Gao Guang breathed a long sigh of relief and whispered, "I hope Arturo can survive."

"He must survive. We haven't seen the five hundred thousand dollars yet, and we had to pay twenty thousand dollars upfront. If he dies, our money will be in jeopardy."

After saying this angrily, John looked at Gao Guang and said, "The skills you used today..."

"You guys were amazing today. Three people managed to break into Juan's lair and killed at least a dozen people without any problems. Impressive!"

Gao Guang interrupted John's words, and John sneered and said, "What's so impressive about that? We've experienced much more difficult battles."

There were some questions that were difficult to ask, but Gao Guang was anxious to know. After thinking for a while, he cautiously asked, "Why did Bison die in Sanchez's bodyguard's hands, but our operation today went so smoothly? Tonight's operation was even more dangerous than last time, wasn't it?"

John shook his head and said, "You're wrong. Rescuing hostages is always the most dangerous operation because you have to ensure their safety. Last time, we could only get as close to the target as possible and then launch a direct attack. We weren't careless, but Sanchez's bodyguard was indeed a very capable and responsible bodyguard. Moreover, the MP7 bullet has strong penetration power and cannot be stopped by a helmet, so that's why Bison died."Knowing that Gao Guang was a rookie, John had to explain more clearly. He sighed and continued, "Also, last time we used the equipment provided by Pitt. The equipment was fine, but we lacked heavy firepower. To ensure the safety of the hostages, we cannot attack with a rocket launcher like we did today, nor can we throw a few grenades before entering. We can only have a face-to-face gunfight with the kidnappers, so... it's normal for someone to die in any hostage rescue operation."

Gao Guang nodded and said, "I understand. So this is the difference between a hostage rescue operation and a raid."

John nodded slightly and said with a hint of helplessness, "Because we are all retired combat troops from the military, it's fine for us to completely destroy a target or kill everyone in a house, but we are not professional in rescuing hostages. Bison is an excellent assaultman. He has experienced dozens of indoor battles. I didn't expect him to die at the hands of a drug dealer just for a measly 20,000 dollars..."

After saying this with a face of unwillingness, John let out a long sigh. Then he suddenly said, "Speaking of which, our financial luck seems to have improved since we saved you. We can earn two million just today, which is more than what we earned in the past two years. It's not easy for a legal PMC to make money. It's still easier to make money through these special missions."

John became a little excited and patted Gao Guang's shoulder, saying, "You're really lucky. You were lucky to be saved by us, lucky to get a job, and now you can get hundreds of thousands of dollars just by coming here. F*ck! I've been working for years and haven't earned hundreds of thousands yet. It's too hard to save money. You're really lucky. But speaking of money, can we receive Arturo's money?"

Gao Guang was about to speak when he saw Arturo's mother walking out of the clinic and heading straight towards him and John.

"Has Arturo started the surgery?"

Arturo's mother hugged Gao Guang and said with a crying voice, "He has started the surgery. Thank you, thank you both. You saved Arturo twice. God bless you."

Gao Guang gently hugged Arturo's mother and whispered, "He will be fine, ma'am. How should I address you?"

"My name is Maria."

After letting go of Gao Guang, Maria wiped away the tears on her face, nodded to John, and immediately said to Gao Guang, "I will pay you the money I owe you, and I will also give you 500,000 dollars. I should have left Tijuana long ago, but my husband's business is all in Tijuana. I can't bear to abandon the business he left behind and want Arturo to take over his father's business when he grows up. But now it seems that this idea is too foolish. We have to go to Los Angeles. Please give me some time. I can give you 520,000 dollars tomorrow!"Maria kept talking non-stop, while John was getting impatient. Finally, when Maria finished, he whispered urgently, "What did she say? Did she mention anything about money?"

Gao Guang nodded and said, "She said she can give us the money tomorrow."

John's frown disappeared, and he looked satisfied. "Great. For the sake of 500,000 dollars, you should comfort her and talk to her more."

Maria looked at John, then continued to speak to Gao Guang. "We need to go to Los Angeles. I want to buy a house there where our relatives live. I won't go back to Tijuana anymore. It's too dangerous... My husband died, and my son almost died too. If we go to Los Angeles, will those kidnappers be able to find us?"

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Gao Guang could only say, "You will be safe in Los Angeles. The kidnappers won't be able to find you."

John made a gesture and whispered, "Our sponsor needs psychological counseling. You should talk to her. Later, we'll discuss about the martial arts. No, tomorrow. Let's have a match tomorrow. You go ahead and busy yourself. Don't worry about safety. I'll keep watch around us. Trust me, I'm good at it."

Gao Guang tried to change the topic, but it went back to martial arts. He helplessly said, "We're going to have a match tomorrow?"

"Why not? It won't take much time. Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go keep watch."

John pointed at Gao Guang, then walked to the side. Suddenly, he turned back and said, "By the way, I made a bet with Rubber. I bet that you can beat him. Don't disappoint me."