Chapter five hundred and ninety second old driver
Hans was walking with the tour group ahead, and of course he was also paying attention to the situation behind him. .
An adult man is not light, but Hans feels it is easy, but he cannot drag someone away all the time, as soon as he will be discovered.
Finally, after turning a corner, Hans immediately placed the fainting taxi driver on the ground, and then he yelled in English: "What's wrong with you? Sir, what's wrong with you?"
Hans' screams attracted the attention of the crowd in front of him. When the tour group turned around, they saw a man lying on the ground, while Hans squatted beside him.
After attracting the attention of the people in front of him, Hans pointed to the driver lying on the ground and said, "He suddenly fainted. I think it's time to call an ambulance? Everyone, are there any doctors among you?"
When Hans decided to abandon the burden, Anton was still driving forward. Finally, when it was time for him to carry passengers, he happened to stop in front of Jetero and Yang Yi.
Jetero said something to Boyata, then opened the back door of the taxi and got into the car.
After buckled the watch, Anton said fluently in French: "Where to go?"
Jetero exhaled and said, "Go ahead first."
After Anton drove for more than ten meters, Jetero said in a deep voice: "Go to Cape Ferra."
"Okay, Point Ferra, would you like to see the Costa çare? If you want to see the scenery I can walk on the beachfront, but that road is very crowded now. If you want to be faster, I can change the road and take a little bit of it but it will be faster."
Jetero said without hesitation: "Use your fastest way and route."
"OK."
Many taxi drivers are willing to chat with customers, which is the case all over the world, but there are also drivers who are not like to talk. Anton decided to play a driver who talks less, so he just focused on driving. Only when he encountered drivers who did not follow the rules would he honk the horn a few times, and then curse a few words in a more civilized way.
Anton is a taxi driver who has road rage but doesn't want to scold him in front of the guests. He is not a vivid actor. He is simply an old driver who has been renting in Nice for many years.
Jetero remained silent in the back seat throughout the whole process, and at most he occasionally opened his phone to take a look.
When Anton occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror, he found that Jetero always looked worried and had never changed since he got on the car.
The airport is not close to Point Ferra, and Anton drives very quickly, but he still abides by the rules and is very familiar with the road conditions.
In fact, Anton's choice was very risky. He could have followed Jetero quietly instead of driving a taxi to take him away, because Jetero may be very familiar with Nice. If Jetero is very familiar with Nice and Anton is not familiar with the route while driving, then he may have been exposed.
But Anton had no problem. Although he had never been to Nice before, looking at the map before knowing that he was coming to Nice was the basic preparation for tracking tasks.
What remains is the basic qualities of a quasi-black demon player, whether it is the ability to adapt to changes or the grasp of the overall situation.
Having entered the range of Point Ferra, Anton finally said: "We have arrived at Point Ferra, where is it?"
Jetero raised his head, looked out the window, and said in a deep voice: "Driving along the main road, I will tell you when I'm there."
Anton had no more questions, he just kept driving.
It was almost the southernmost corner of Cape Ferra, but at a fork in the road, Jetero suddenly said: "Stop at the intersection."
Anton stopped the car, then he looked at his watch and said, "One hundred and fifty-five euros, thank you."
"I haven't arrived yet, wait here."
Anton shrugged and said, "If you wait, please pay the fare first."
Taxis are very expensive throughout Europe, while France is at the middle level, but taxis are definitely very expensive modes of transportation. The price of more than 100 euros is not affordable by everyone. There are not many cases of evasion, but it is definitely not a rare thing, so Anton had to ask for his car money.
Jetero said impatiently: "I won't get out!"
After saying that, Jetero lowered the car window.
Anton couldn't turn his head. He looked in the mirror and found no suspicious person, but after waiting for about two minutes, a man glanced inside as he passed by his car.
After a man who looked ordinary walked past, Jetero said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's go, this is the right path."
Anton shrugged and drove the car again, then he said impatiently: "Actually, you just need to tell me where to go. I know if the road is wrong."
He just complained, but Anton didn't say much.
The car continued to drive forward to the southernmost tip of Cape Ferra.
When driving to an internal access to the villa, Jetero suddenly said, "Just stop here, how much does it cost."
"One hundred and sixty-two euros, thank you."
Jetero took out his wallet, hurriedly counted out one hundred and seventy euros, handed it to Anton, and said in a deep voice: "No need to look for it."
Jetero embarked on that internal road, and Anton lifted the watch and left immediately.
The taxi lights turned on, indicating that it was an empty car and was carrying passengers. When Anton drove to a taxi waiting station, he found someone waiting there, so he stopped the car.
A man in his thirties got into the car, and he was in the passenger seat, not the back seat.
Anton didn't say anything, but said in a deep voice: "Where to go?"
“Tennis Club.”
In France, taking a taxi is a luxury, and playing tennis is not an urgent matter. People living in Point Ferra will definitely have their own cars. Even if they don’t want to drive to the gymnasium by themselves, the people who get in the car are not wearing sportswear or picking up rackets.
Anton said in a deep voice: "Where are the tennis clubs you mentioned?"
"Just the nearby one."
"I'm not familiar with this place, so you only say that I can't find any nearby one. Do you know the way?"
“Yes, go ahead first.”
Anton pressed the table and drove the car.
At this time, the passenger sitting in the passenger seat suddenly said, "What's your name?"
Few passengers asked the taxi driver's name, but there were still some. Anton just said calmly: "Pierre, Pierre Sova."
“How was your day today?”
"not bad."
Anton looked like he didn't want to speak. He answered casually whatever his passenger asked, not only was he not enthusiastic, nor was he too indifferent to the passengers.
The passenger said a lot to Anton, but finally got off the car and didn't go to the gym at all.
Anton still did what a taxi driver should do. It was not until he drove out of Point Ferra that he finally made a phone call while driving.
"Where are you?"
"Now it's not far from you, but I didn't get into Cape Ferra."
Anton sighed and said, "Fortunately you didn't follow him. Their protection is very tight, very tight."
Chapter completed!