Fast and Furious: I Control Everything Chapter 99 99: A Good Deed for the Day

Having already experienced the plot of The Italian Job.

And having established a deep relationship with Mia Toretto, the sister of Dom from The Fast and the Furious.

And living in the very apartnt where Matilda from Léon: The Professional lived before tragedy struck.

Hunter was no longer surprised by encountering new movie plots and characters in this world.

His gaze occasionally drifted to the purple-haired girl as he seriously considered how to handle this unexpected encounter.

He wasn't a saint. So, upon eting Teri, his first thought wasn't "how do I save her," but "should I even bother getting involved?"

Although Teri the teenage prostitute was pretty, her current figure—plump from stress-eating sweets—didn't quite match his aesthetic preferences.

Moreover, in the movie The Equalizer, Teri was highly valued by the Russian mob controlling her because of her looks.

Saving her ant inevitably offending that syndicate.

Not that Hunter was afraid of the Russian mob.

Sure, in a straight-up fight, Hunter might not yet be a match for the retired, top-tier Black ops agent from The Equalizer.

And as a man with a cheat system, he couldn't quite replicate the protagonist's feat of single-handedly storming the mob's stronghold and wiping out the entire organization.

But rescuing one person and smuggling her out of Boston? Hunter could definitely do that.

"Should I save her just because?"

Hunter ca to Boston to deliver goods for Dom.

The delivery was done. As soon as he confird Dom received the money, he planned to leave.

So right now, he had nothing else to do.

Thinking of this, his heart—which had beco restless after forcefully altering the plots of The Fast and the Furious and The Italian Job—began to beat faster.

"Screw it. Let's do it!"

"Call it my good deed for the day."

Teri in The Equalizer had been controlled by the Russian mob since she was very young, used as a tool to make money.

Saving her wouldn't bring Hunter any tangible profit.

But his desire to stir things up was strong.

Since he was already in Boston, leaving without making so noise felt like a waste of the trip.

Having made his decision, Hunter withdrew his gaze from Teri.

Soon, the manager brought over his order.

The Big Mac-style burger, the xican chicken wrap, and the hot dog tasted standard.

Not amazing, but not bad either.

The lemon soda, however, was surprisingly refreshing. With ice cubes clinking in the glass, it was perfect for the warming June weather.

After devouring the main course, Hunter picked up the donut and took a bite. It was decent.

This sweet treat was ubiquitous in the US, practically a national dessert.

Almost every fast-food joint, diner, and bakery sold them.

This particular donut was filled with a tart blueberry jam. The dark chocolate glaze on top was bitter, clearly heavy on the cocoa powder.

The sourness and bitterness balanced the sweetness perfectly, making it less cloying. No wonder it was the diner's signature item.

Seeing Hunter polish off enough food for two or three adults in no ti, many other diners looked over.

Teri was no exception. She glanced at him curiously several tis.

Hunter ate deliberately slow, hoping to spot the top-tier agent.

But half an hour passed in a flash.

Checking the ti on his phone, Hunter signaled the owner to pay the bill.

"Looks like I missed Robert's window."

The protagonist of The Equalizer, the retired Black ops agent, was nad Robert McCall.

At the start of the plot, Robert was already retired, living in anonymity in Boston and working at a Ho Mart.

Aricans valued work-life balance; most shifts ended around 5 or 6 PM.

In the movie, Robert would co to this diner after work to read and drink tea.

It was already 6:30 PM when Hunter arrived, and he had waited another thirty minutes.

Outside, the sky was darkening.

Robert hadn't shown up. And Hunter noticed Teri was preparing to leave.

So, he paid and left too.

Stepping out of the diner, Hunter scanned his surroundings. No tails.

He quickly caught up to Teri and greeted her.

"Hi!"

Hearing the voice, Teri turned around.

When she saw Hunter, a faint smile appeared on her face.

But it vanished quickly, replaced by a cold indifference. "Hey. Don't follow . You'll get in trouble."

"If you want to sleep with , go to Moscow Nights."

"That is, if you can afford three thousand dollars."

Her voice was husky. Teri was very sensitive to being watched.

She had noticed Hunter glancing at her back in the diner.

She didn't try to hide her profession.

Or rather, she was numb and desperate about her current life.

Hunter raised an eyebrow. He wasn't a rookie anymore.

He knew that $3,000 was a steep price in that particular industry.

"Looks like those Russians really value Teri."

Then again, thinking back to the scandal involving a certain island and elite pedophiles before he transmigrated, the fact that Aricans (or their wealthy elites) had a thing for young girls was hardly surprising.

Seeing Teri's guard up, Hunter didn't waste words.

He reached out his right hand and made a grasping motion in empty air.

A slip of paper appeared in his palm.

"I don't know what you're talking about. But you have talent for magic."

"If you want to leave with and learn magic..."

"morize this number. Or et here at the sa ti tomorrow evening."

"Rember, I'm only waiting one day."

"Because after tomorrow, I'm leaving this city."

Hunter was too lazy to co up with a better excuse. It wasn't necessary.

He was doing this on a whim, simply because she looked like Hit-Girl.

A good deed.

He would take Teri with him when he left Boston.

Of course, if she didn't co, he wouldn't force it.

After all, The Equalizer protagonist, Robert, was still around.

However, if Teri waited for Robert to save her, she would have to suffer a beating and hospitalization first.

Hunter had thrown out a lifeline. Whether she grabbed it was up to her.

Seeing her frown at him with a look that said 'Your pickup line sucks,' Hunter didn't mind.

He tossed the slip of paper with his burner number onto her small purse.

Then, without waiting for her reaction, he walked past her.

He headed straight for the Moscow Nights hotel.

After all, that was where he was staying.

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