"If I can spend $30,000 to get you to investigate a woman's identity, I can spend $300,000 to buy your head."
Chen Zhao stood up from the car and walked past Francis.
Francis wanted to cry but had no tears. He'd thought that Chen Zhao had no one to rely on in Los Angeles because he was Asian.
He didn't expect Chen Zhao to be so ruthless.
If the sniper had missed just a little, Francis' head would probably have been destroyed.
After leaving Francis' field of vision, Chen Zhao gestured at Klaus, who was hiding in the dark.
Klaus came out with a sniper rifle.
"Klaus, did you do it on purpose?"
"That's more threatening." Klaus chuckled.
Chen Zhao had originally wanted Klaus to shoot Francis to scare him.
In the end, Klaus showed off his marksmanship.
Even Chen Zhao felt that it was a close call.
"By the way, President, I need to take some time off," Klaus said.
"Huh? What for? "
"Something happened to a comrade. I received a call for help from his family."
Chen Zhao thought about it and nodded. "Have everyone in the Lightning Team follow. If there's anything you can't handle, contact me. Everyone in the Society will support you."
"Okay." Klaus nodded. "But I'm leaving tomorrow. The private detective won't be able to keep an eye on me."
"It's fine, just a small problem," Chen Zhao said indifferently. "Where are you going? Let me tell you first in case I can't find you. "
…
Did Rebecca know who had just attacked her?
It was her old enemy.
Back in New York, she'd attacked a mafia family.
He robbed the Black Hand family of 20 million US dollars worth of gold and killed the heir of their family.
All these years, Rebecca had been hiding everywhere.
She'd always been low-key to avoid the mafia. It wasn't her first time being attacked like this.
No matter how low-key she was, there would always be some traces.
It seemed that she had to leave LA again.
Rebecca was a little hesitant.
That boy … Murphy.
Should I go and say goodbye to him?
In this cold world, perhaps only that man could bring her a little bit of warmth.
That shy big boy, just a little bit of sweet talk would make him blush.
Pure and kind …
He was probably the last person in Rebecca's life that she wanted to hurt.
However, in the end, they were not the same kind of people.
Rebecca sighed.
After hesitating for a while, Rebecca finally picked up the phone.
"Murphy, are you working now?"
"Yeah, Rebecca, you haven't rested yet?"
"I … I miss you," Rebecca said suddenly, but it seemed like she was speaking from the bottom of her heart.
Even Rebecca felt shy.
She had never said these words to anyone.
"That … Me too …"
"You … you're alone in the museum. Aren't you afraid of the dark?" Rebecca did not know what to say to Murphy.
He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. After a few times, he kept avoiding the main topic.
"Rebecca … Actually, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Actually, I'm not a security guard at the museum. I'm a security guard for my boss."
"Oh." Rebecca didn't care.
"I'll be helping the boss patrol his private territory tomorrow night," Murphy said.
"Okay."
Rebecca had wanted to say it over the phone, but she could not bring herself to do it.
After thinking about it, Rebecca decided to see Murphy one last time.
She wanted to say what needed to be said in person.
"Murphy, are you free tomorrow?"
"Yes, yes," Murphy replied immediately.
"Then let's meet at North Coast Beach."
"So remote? Oh, right, it's not convenient for you to expose yourself. What time should we meet? "Murphy asked.
"Tomorrow at four."
"Okay, I'll be there on time."
North Coast Beach. In the fifties and sixties of the last century, it was a medium-sized fishing village. But in the sixties, the famous Memphis tsunami hit here, and the entire fishing village was almost wiped out.
This disaster was basically one of the worst in American history because it happened at night. The cause of the tsunami was a magnitude 12 earthquake in the deep sea of the Pacific Ocean.
Everyone in the fishing village was sleeping at the time. Because of the rainy weather, none of the fishermen went out to sea.
As a result, the entire fishing village was wiped out. Of the 350 people in the village, apart from four young people in school, there were no other survivors.
After that, the entire fishing village was abandoned. Although some developers later wanted to develop this place into a commercial beach, they all gave up in the end for inexplicable reasons.
Rebecca did not like this place because it was still filled with the strong smell of death.
Even after decades, it was still there.
Rebecca had heard that this place was haunted, but she did not find any spirits after walking around the ruins.
Rebecca sat on a stone slab by the sea and watched the turbulent waves.
The sun gradually set, and Rebecca heard the rumbling of a car.
Rebecca turned around and saw that it was a convertible.
She was confused and a little wary.
However, after the car stopped and she saw Murphy in the car, Rebecca finally let down her guard.
"Murphy, whose car is this?"
"I borrowed it from the boss," Murphy said.
"Your boss actually lent you such a nice car?" Rebecca looked at the black sports car and licked her lips inadvertently.
Rebecca's occupational habit was acting up again. She was used to robbing people.
But she remembered that this was Murphy's borrowed car.
If she stole it, Murphy would be the unlucky one.
Rebecca gave up on the idea.
"Your boss is very rich, right?"
"Not just rich." Murphy shuddered.
Rebecca saw the fear on Murphy's face.
"Are you scared of your boss?"
"Uh … Yes, he's very scary."
Murderous intent flashed in Rebecca's eyes.
"Is your boss fierce?"
"Super fierce. In my eyes, he's a demon king."
"Then you've never seen a demon king." Rebecca smiled.
She was thinking that before she left, she should help Murphy teach his boss a lesson.
Looking at Rebecca's smile, Murphy was a little dazed.
"Do you want me to teach your boss a lesson for you?"
"Hehe … Stop joking. Nobody in the world can teach him a lesson."
"Not necessarily." Rebecca smiled casually. "Murphy, I'm leaving Los Angeles."
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