Not long after walking out of the apartment, Hunter sensed someone following him.
He didn't need to think much to know it was the FBI.
Although Hunter had gradually gotten used to it recently...
Being stared at by the FBI constantly affected his life.
Even Hunter couldn't maintain a good mood under these circumstances.
In short!
Lately, his mood had been pretty terrible.
Holding his drawing board, Hunter wandered aimlessly through the streets of Los Angeles.
A while back, he had hired a professional art teacher to teach him painting for a period.
Now, he possessed [Painting Lv 3].
His sketches were already quite good.
But today, he brought some tools, planning to find a spot to stay for a while and paint a few oil paintings.
Hunter wanted to wash away the criminal suspicion on him as much as possible.
Right now, trying to face a behemoth like the FBI alone was surely suicidal.
Moreover, Hunter could tell from the FBI's behavior during this time... they were only monitoring him.
They hadn't taken any further action.
This showed that the FBI's suspicion of him was currently stuck in the investigative stage.
After all, apart from Hunter helping bail out Dom's crew earlier...
His contact with them wasn't just short in duration, but also infrequent.
A normal person really wouldn't list Hunter as a core member of Dom's team.
At most, they wanted to find a breakthrough point through him.
So, with this understanding...
After returning from Boston, Hunter had been calmly dealing with the FBI.
He spent every day busy, either exercising at various clubs...
Or hiring professional instructors to train him in specialized knowledge.
Of course, to give the FBI something to chew on...
Hunter appropriately exposed a little bit of "dirt," lest they suspect he had noticed the surveillance.
For example, through some connections, he privately negotiated two illegal vehicle modification jobs.
He used this to release a smoke screen for the FBI.
To make them think the money he was spending lavishly came from these illegal car mods.
This way, even if the FBI eventually wanted to convict him, they couldn't do much.
During this process, Hunter was also careful not to contact Old Parker or the others.
After all, Old Parker was Dom's partner.
Now that Hunter was trying his best to distance himself from Dom's crew, naturally he wouldn't look for more trouble.
"Today is the last day!"
"If Stansfield still hasn't taken action today..."
"Then tonight, I will make my move personally."
With a pencil in one hand, sketching continuously on the board in front of him...
Part of Hunter's mind was distracted, constantly thinking about and refining his plan.
Lost in thought, his keen senses picked up someone approaching him.
Accompanying a strong scent of perfume, a woman's voice rang out.
"Hello, sir!"
It was a young woman, twenty-something at most.
Hunter subconsciously made an age prediction for the owner of the voice in his mind.
Distracted, he quickly pulled his attention back.
He looked up toward the voice and saw a tall young woman with café-au-lait skin looking at him with some distress.
The moment Hunter looked up, their eyes met.
Instantly, he saw some surprise and faint joy in her eyes.
And Hunter himself showed obvious astonishment the moment he saw her.
Because although it was just a brief glance, he recognized her.
"Gamora?"
The young woman Hunter mistook was clearly of mixed African heritage.
Her skin tone was lighter than a pure African, within a range he found acceptable.
The young woman was tall and looked about twenty-four or twenty-five.
She wasn't a top-tier beauty, but she was quite easy on the eyes.
By Western standards, she was a very charming beauty.
"Hello!"
After being stunned for a moment, Hunter reacted.
She couldn't be "Gamora"!
Previously, when he realized he had likely transmigrated into a parallel world composed of countless movie plots...
Hunter had worried about the worst-case scenario.
Like transmigrating into the dangerous worlds of DC or Marvel, full of superpowered beings, superheroes, and supervillains.
So immediately, Hunter had conducted data searches and investigations online.
He was basically certain that Captain America, New York's friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, and Tony Stark didn't exist in this world.
The "Gamora" Hunter mistook her for was from the Cinematic Universe.
The Gamora in his memory should be a green-skinned alien beauty.
And the woman before him was clearly just a mixed-race African-American beauty with coffee-colored skin.
Just looking at her appearance, he quickly realized he had guessed wrong.
"Wait..."
"I remember the actress who played Gamora also filmed another movie."
"She had this exact look in it."
"Let me think... it seemed to be an assassin movie."
"What was it called?"
"Oh, right."
"It's Colombiana (Fatal Black Orchid)!"
"So, have I accidentally run into another female lead from a movie plot?"
His gaze fell on the African beauty in front of him. After sizing her up for a moment...
He was basically certain of her identity.
For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Because standing in front of Hunter right now should be a top-tier, dangerous assassin.
Her danger level was probably on par with Léon the Hitman.
He just wondered why she took the initiative to greet him.
Cataleya looked at the handsome Asian guy in front of her with some difficulty. Recently, with her uncle's help, she had accepted an assassination contract.
Therefore, Cataleya had come to Los Angeles.
Just a short while ago, she had gone to the target's location for preliminary scouting.
After finishing, Cataleya planned to shop around the neighborhood.
Incidentally, she wanted to familiarize herself with the nearby streets so she could escape calmly after the mission.
But what she absolutely didn't expect was...
She, who had always been cautious and vigilant, never actively exposing her face to surveillance cameras or records...
When passing by this street corner, she noticed a painter sitting by the roadside looking at her a few times.
Then, he started drawing right there.
Cataleya sharply caught the young, handsome Asian man's gaze, so she walked over proactively.
She wanted to see if he had inadvertently drawn her likeness.
To prevent the police or FBI from investigating and identifying her after her assassination was successfully completed.
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