In the early morning hours, Hunter looked at the weary but satisfied "neighbor lady" (Margie).
She struggled to get up and head to the bathroom for a shower, preparing to leave soon.
Hunter also got up and walked to a blind spot in the apartment that the FBI surveillance camera couldn't capture.
Using the kitchen cabinet as cover, he retrieved a designer handbag he had bought for several thousand dollars.
He had to admit, the US, with its dollar hegemony, really had low prices for luxury goods.
Hunter had checked online.
Among current global prices, the US was comparatively cheap for this luxury bag.
In countries with high tariffs on luxury goods or those targeted by brand pricing strategies, the price of this bag would be double or triple what it was in the US.
Margie soon walked out of the bathroom. At a glance, she saw Hunter, wearing only boxers, standing nearby and looking at her with a faint smile.
She shot the handsome Asian hunk a disgruntled look. His powerful muscles fascinated her.
But tonight, he had hurt her.
"You were too rough today."
Margie huffed in dissatisfaction. Her voice was very hoarse, and she frowned in pain after speaking.
Clearly, she had experienced something unpleasant earlier that had temporarily injured her throat.
"Ma'am!"
Hunter brought his hand out from behind his back and shook the designer bag he was holding.
"A little gift for you. Hope you like it."
Most women seemed to be like dragons.
They loved designer bags, luxury watches, pearls, gems, diamonds, and other shiny things!
The good neighbor lady, Margie, was no exception!
The moment she saw the designer bag shaking in Hunter's hand...
Her eyes lit up instantly!
Margie, who had been feeling a bit unhappy about her injured throat...
Suddenly felt that her time spent here wasn't just "giving it away for free."
See? The return had arrived.
"Really?"
Margie's voice was hoarse, but she couldn't hide the excitement on her face.
"Mhm."
Hunter nodded with a smile and handed the bag over.
Margie took it immediately, fondling it as if she couldn't bear to let it go.
The US didn't lack tycoons and super-rich people, and the middle class lived quite comfortably.
But the vast majority of ordinary people in this country weren't actually as rich as its GDP suggested.
Many Americans spent their whole lives dealing with credit cards, debt repayment, and bankruptcy.
A designer bag worth several thousand dollars was roughly equivalent to a month's income for an ordinary American worker.
For Americans who were generally burdened with various loans and relied on credit cards to survive...
Not everyone could bear to buy one!
"Thank you!"
After playing with it fondly for a while, Margie planted a big kiss on Hunter's cheek.
More than a decade ago, when she was young, it was her peak time.
She had many suitors then, including some older wealthy men.
But back then, Margie was also at her most rebellious and crazy.
Relying on her outstanding looks and figure, she indulged herself recklessly.
The result was that she eventually fell to becoming a nightclub hostess.
The reason she was now willing to mess around frequently with this young Asian man in front of her...
Apart from him being young, handsome, and possessing amazing stamina and capability...
It was also partly because she missed her youth and first love.
Seeing her playing with the bag, seemingly lost in thought...
Hunter deliberately showed considerable intimacy and whispered in her ear: "There's a room card in the bag for a seaside hotel."
"I happen to have some free time recently. How about we go there and have fun for three days?"
Margie was moved. She hesitated for a while before nodding in agreement.
"Okay!"
She wasn't a qualified mother, but she still cared a little about her children.
Obviously, the bag Hunter gave her played a big role in her agreeing now.
Seeing this, Hunter's smile deepened.
"Alright, you head over there directly today."
"Just charge whatever you spend at the hotel to the room. I'll pay the bill at the end."
"Remember, don't let your husband know!"
Within the next two days, Stansfield would launch his operation!
Even if Stansfield held back, Hunter would act secretly to divert the FBI's attention.
When that happened, Michael and his family would likely face a calamity.
Hunter intended to save this enthusiastic neighbor lady's life.
Inviting her to a seaside hotel far away from the apartment for a few days was purely to save Margie.
As for the rest of Michael's family... Hunter had no obligation to save them.
Whether they survived or not would depend on their own fate.
After cuddling for a while longer, Margie soon left with the designer bag Hunter gave her.
Although she was in her thirties now and far less popular than ten years ago...
There were always some big spenders at the nightclub.
Margie occasionally received gifts, but mostly just cosmetics and small items, which she would usually sell for cash immediately.
Michael needed her to earn money to support the family, so he had always turned a blind eye to where these things came from.
After sending Margie away, Hunter closed the door and took a shower.
Then he turned off the lights, lay down, and fell asleep shortly after.
There was a lot to do during the day. Although his physical fitness was three times that of a normal person...
Staying up for one or two nights wouldn't affect him much.
But it wasn't necessary!
Several hours passed in a flash. Hunter slowly opened his eyes.
After scanning the room, his senses and memory awakened.
He stood up slowly and first cleaned up the "battlefield" messed up last night.
Then, after a simple wash-up, he prepared a hearty breakfast for himself.
Recently, as Hunter finally raised his [Cooking] skill to Lv 5...
He discovered that his cooking skills had absolutely reached the level of a world-class chef.
Whether it was the Chinese cuisine he was best at, or the Turkish, Mexican, Italian, and French dishes he had recently learned...
The delicacies made by his hands were irresistible, even to a foodie like himself.
Consequently, he ate out less and less these days.
After a hearty breakfast, he quickly cleaned the tableware.
Seeing that it was broad daylight outside, Hunter prepared to leave.
Standing in a blind spot invisible to the surveillance camera, he took a serious look around the apartment he rented.
If nothing unexpected happened, he should still be able to rent here for a few more days.
But if everything went according to Hunter's plan... in two days, who knew how badly this apartment building would be destroyed?
Picking up a recently purchased drawing board...
Hunter opened the door and quickly left the apartment.
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