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Chapter 1352

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"Mom, what happened here? Is it a war? "When Sannell returned home, he saw that his house was in ruins.

Daly Moore's expression was calm. Compared to what she had experienced last night, her daughter's screams did not affect her at all.

Early in the morning, Gaia left.

Daly Moore found an engineering company to repair her house.

Then, he dialed Steven's number.

"Dad …"

It seemed that she had not called him that for a long time. Daly Moore was not used to it.

"Daly Moore, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Daly Moore said. "I want to know more about Gaia."

"Don't you hate her?"

"That's because I didn't know."

"So you know now?"

"I experienced something last night."

"Oh? What did you experience last night? "

"It's better if you don't know," Daly Moore said.

"A friend of mine introduced Gaia to me. She used to be an actress in my crew and was also the choreographer. But the crew has been disbanded."

"Then give me your friend's contact."

"No."

"Why?"

"Because my friend hates you."

"What?" Daly Moore's expression froze. "Why does he hate me? Do I know the friend you mentioned? "

"Do you remember that you were scared by a bear a few days ago and ended up in the hospital?"

"Then … that friend is the owner of that place?"

"That's right," Steven said. "I asked him to treat your illness, but he still hates you."

Daly Moore was depressed. She had offended someone for no reason.

"You should also control your temper. My friend's temper is even worse than yours. He doesn't care who you are."

"If I didn't ask, my friend and even Gaia wouldn't protect you."

Daly Moore was silent. No wonder Gaia was always cold to her.

"Should I apologize to that person?"

"Maybe later. I'll take you there then." Steven's tone softened again.

After all, she was his daughter. He could not ignore her.



"Mr. Mansari, are your people here?" Kefuy Bass looked at the military vehicles behind them.

"There are still twenty people. They have already spread out in the forest around the villa and have begun to make arrangements." Mansari said, "The 20 people in front of you are hiding in your villa to protect you."

"Are you sure they can protect me?" Although Kefuy Bass agreed to use her as bait, that was under the premise that she was absolutely safe.

Every rich person cherished their life, and Kefoy Bass was no exception.

The reason why she agreed to Mansari's plan was mainly because she didn't want to drag things out.

Every day, the person by her bedside was thinking about how to kill her, which also made Kefuy Bass unable to eat or sleep well.

That was why she made up her mind to use herself as bait.

Get rid of your bodyguards, and leave your life in the hands of Mansari and his Counter-Terrorism Security Department.

"Boss, I've already set it up. I guarantee that not even a fly can fly in," Tommy said.

After following Mansari into the Anti-Terrorism Security Department, Tommy became one of Mansari's confidants and took over the Anti-Terrorism Operations Command Center.

He was responsible for arranging and deploying anti-terrorist operations. Tommy himself was also a professional.

Unlike India, Tommy had participated in the operation to hunt down the King of Terrorists.

It could be said that the fall of the King of Terrorists was inextricably linked to Tommy and his team.

"Okay, I don't want our employer to suffer any harm."

"Don't worry, boss. Even if they send an army over, I won't let them return."

"Miss Kefuy, I'll leave this walkie-talkie to you. If you have any problems, you can communicate at any time."

"Okay."

"I should go too."

"Aren't you staying here?" Kefuy Bass asked.

"It doesn't matter if I'm here or not. Your defense here is close to a war fortress. For this operation, I provided the ammunition needed for a war."

"Don't worry, I won't let you lose money." Kefuy Bass didn't have much else, but she had a lot of money.

For people without money, their biggest problem was how to make money.

For people with money, their biggest problem was how to spend it.

Kefuy Bass had a lot of money. A rich person like her wasn't limited to how to spend or how to make money.

What she worried about was where to invest her money.

Money would only depreciate and become less and less valuable. This was also why large companies and tycoons had so little cash flow.

If they converted their money into real estate, it didn't matter how the money depreciated.

Even if the US dollar fell to the level of the Zimbabwe dollar, they would still eat and drink.

For someone like Kefuy Bass, her assets could be said to be very complicated.

Other than the main Bass Group shares, she also had shares in various industries, including some military industries.

A government armed department like the Anti-Terrorism Security Department was also a kind of investment.

Of course, she couldn't get shares, and the Anti-Terrorism Security Department didn't have shares either.

However, she could gain a certain amount of influence through this funding method.

In the future, if she encountered some trouble outside of the business world, she could use pressure to ask the Anti-Terrorism Security Department for help.

To put it bluntly, it was similar to political donations.

Why was a country like America, which had almost eradicated bribery, still criticized for being corrupt? It was because large financial groups had the right to bribe.

They didn't say that the money was bribery, but in the name of donation, which was legally allowed.



"Mr. Fernandez, you're finally here."

Oni finally saw Fernandez and his team members.

The trucks stopped one by one, and Oni looked at them.

"What's in them?"

"You'll know," Fernandez said.

"When do you start?"

"Aren't you in a hurry? Let's do it tonight." Fernandez didn't want to stay in L.A. for too long.

The longer he stayed here, the less safe it would be.

Once the Supernatural Organization found out that the Hermit Order trespassed in L.A. and did whatever they wanted.

With how domineering they were, they definitely wouldn't just stand by and watch.

No matter how proud Fernandez was, he wasn't arrogant enough to think that he could go against the Supernatural Organization.

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