- Ainda... — Balas E Bolinhos 3 [o Ultimo Capitulo]

Culatra accidentally discharged his weapon into the van’s floorboard, causing Rato to scream so loud he alerted a nearby security guard. In the ensuing scramble, Bino found himself accidentally leading the wedding procession while holding a tray of appetizers he’d stolen from the buffet.

"So," Rato gasped, clutching his chest. "Are we retired now?" Balas e Bolinhos 3 [O Ultimo Capitulo] - ainda...

, staring out the window with his characteristic blankness, suddenly spoke up. "Tone? Is the beach in Porto? I don't like the sand that isn't from Porto." Culatra accidentally discharged his weapon into the van’s

Tone looked at the briefcase, then back at the road. A small, devious smirk climbed up his face. "Well... maybe one more. But only if the next one involves less seafood." "Are we retired now

The van smelled like damp dog hair and illegal fireworks, but to , it smelled like destiny. He sat in the driver’s seat, adjusting his toothpick with the precision of a surgeon. Behind him, the usual chaos reigned. Culatra was frantically trying to polish a rusty pistol with his own shirt, while Rato was mid-panic attack, convinced that the police were already hiding in his peripheral vision.

"We go in, we grab the case, we leave," Tone explained for the fourteenth time. "No shooting, no shouting, and for the love of everything holy, no 'bolinhos' until we are across the border." Naturally, things went south within three minutes.