Chapter 1357
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"Chen, thank you." Kefuy Buss stared at Chen Zhao.
"It's late. I should go." Chen Zhao seemed to have forgotten about the forced kiss.
"Are you going to leave me alone in this place full of corpses?"
"I can send you back to the city."
"Can you stay with me for one night?"
"Sorry, no."
Chen Zhao sent Kefuy Buss back to the city.
Kefuy Buss and Chen Zhao didn't speak on the way.
When they neared Kefuy Buss's manor, Kefuy Buss finally said, "Do you dislike me? You Asians are very particular about chastity, right? I've been married before and I'm … sick. "
"You're thinking too much. First of all, we're not that close. Second, I don't think a man should have other relationships behind his pregnant girlfriend's back."
Kefuy Buss fell silent. She suddenly regretted it.
Why didn't she get to know Chen Zhao earlier?
This was a man who moved her.
A man who made her feel safe.
She even started to be jealous of the woman she'd never met.
Perhaps Chen Zhao had everything that could make that woman jealous.
But that woman had a man who was willing to be loyal to her.
This was the only thing she lacked.
Of course, Chen Zhao didn't think that Kefuy Buss loved him.
After all, he'd only met Kefuy Buss three times in total. They hadn't even spent ten hours together.
The so-called love at first sight was a very illusory thing.
At least, Chen Zhao didn't believe in love at first sight.
Maybe it was because he'd given her hope when she was at her lowest.
Or maybe it was just a sense of security.
Plus, Chen Zhao didn't think that he had to have an affair.
Fali could satisfy all his physical and psychological needs.
Chen Zhao didn't want to ruin their relationship and family because of a little impulse.
"Who are you?" Kefuy Buss couldn't help but want to know more about Chen Zhao.
The man who'd given her a second life.
"A medical professor and illegal doctor from the UCLA branch," Chen Zhao said.
"What else?"
"Spiritualist."
"Like just now?"
"More or less."
"You rule Los Angeles?"
"No, my job is more like that of a police officer. Of course, you can also treat me as a vigilante, just like what happened just now. I kill those people, including your husband, without going through a court trial. But most of the time, the enemies I face are not humans, and I have nothing to do with the ruler."
The car suddenly stopped. "We've reached your house."
Kefuy Bass was still in the car. She didn't want to leave. "Chen, if I need you again, will you appear?"
"Yes."
Kefuy Bass suddenly smiled brightly. "Goodbye."
…
Kefuy Bass's expression darkened after getting out of the car. She picked up the phone and dialed Mansari's number.
"Mr. Mansari, do you know what I went through tonight?"
"Ms. Bass, I don't know what you're talking about. What's wrong?"
"Your people are all dead, and if I wasn't saved by a friend, I might have died too."
"What? My men are all dead? Where's Tommy? "
"He's probably dead too. I was attacked by a group of monsters. I don't know where Oni found them. They seem to be controlled by an organization called the Hidden Cultivators."
Mansari's expression changed. "What kind of monsters are you talking about? Can you describe them to me?"
"The Hidden Cultivators call them Klimas. Larvae of Klimas are like fat octopus tentacles. They will crawl into people's mouths and control them or corpses."
Mansari felt like his scalp was going to explode. What kind of organization was that? What kind of monsters were they?
Now, he only felt that being the head of the Anti-Terrorism Security Department was really difficult.
It had only been a short while, but two of his trusted subordinates had already died. There were still dozens of other members.
Just thinking about the compensation made Mansari's head hurt.
"Ms. Bass, who's your friend? How did he save you? "
"No comment," Kefuy Bass said coldly.
Mansari was even more depressed. He thought that he could easily get the sponsorship, but it seemed like he could only watch it disappear.
"I won't miss a single cent," Kefuy Bass suddenly said.
"Thank you, Ms. Bass."
"You should call me Ms. Bass now."
"If you have any requests in the future, you can come find me," Mansari said.
Kefuy Bass didn't have a good experience.
But the result was satisfying.
Was there anything more delightful than Oni's death?
Why had she been so blind to have fallen for this man?
…
Daly Moore also resumed her work today.
However, she still couldn't get what happened that night out of her mind.
It wasn't a supernatural incident.
It had really happened. It had happened to him.
"Boss, are you better?" Kermia saw Daly Moore enter the office and immediately came to greet her.
"Yes. How's the company doing these two days?"
"We've recruited two new employees. They were recruited by the technical department's manager."
"Yes. Call the two newcomers in."
Kermia led the two newcomers into Daly Moore's office.
Daly Moore looked at the two newcomers. Kermia said, "Introduce yourselves."
"Boss, I'm Nawotz Singh. I graduated from Caltech …"
"Boss, I'm Antefigos …"
"Singh, are you a Roma?" Daly Moore looked at Nawotz Singh's dark red hair.
The Roma were actually Gypsies in the eyes of ordinary people.
However, they considered the Gypsies to be a form of discrimination and humiliation, so they called themselves the Roma.
They were mainly distributed in Europe and North America. Most of them had abandoned their original identity and customs.
Singh was a more common surname among the Roma.
"Yes, Boss."
"I heard that all the Roma know divination. Is that true?"
"Boss, that's just a rumor."
In the eyes of the world, the Roma were the symbol of uncleanliness. They did all the dirty jobs.
Every man was a thief, a pickpocket, a beggar, or a human trafficker. Every woman was a witch or a prostitute.
This was mainly because the Roma were mainly nomadic families in the early days.
"It's fine," Daly Moore said. "I just want to get to know you. Then, go back to work."
Nawotz Singh glanced at Dahlia before turning to leave the office.
"Kermia, find me Nawotz Singh's file."
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