Chapter 151
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Everyone would have an impulse when facing a scumbag.
Kill him!
However, Chen Zhao was more rational. While he was impulsive, he also considered how to stay out of it.
First of all, Chen Zhao didn't want to use his freedom or life to send this scumbag to Hell.
But what could she do to make Phillip Quinn receive the punishment he deserved?
This was another big problem.
Chen Zhao's promise to Ethan and Caprice meant that he was lying.
Chen Zhao knew demonic magic, but it wasn't omnipotent.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhao's head hurt.
Screech —
Suddenly, a car stopped beside Chen Zhao and a familiar voice rang out.
"Chen, it's really you."
Chen Zhao turned around. It was Morgery.
"Morgery, shouldn't you be in Mexico now? Why are you here? "
"I'm back. It's over. The people who chased me and my boss have been killed." At this moment, Morgery was very pleased with himself. His car was brand new and it was obviously not cheap. His bald head was shiny and shiny.
"Where are your pets? I almost didn't recognize you when I saw your back. You always bring Walter, Beelzebub, and the others. Why are you carrying a suitcase today? Do you want me to give you a ride? "
Chen Zhao thought about it and still got into Morgery's car.
"You seem to have something on your mind. Did you get into trouble?"
"Morgery, what should I do if I want to get close to a rich person?"
"You want to kidnap a rich person?" Morgery asked, confused.
"No, no, get close."
"You want that rich person?"
"Someone who should go to Hell."
"Oh? You want to kill him? "
"No, but I want to deal with him."
"Who is he?" Morgery asked.
"Can I trust you?" Chen Zhao looked at Morgery with a judgmental gaze.
"Yes, just like how I trusted you in the past," Morgery answered seriously.
"Not long ago, a * sshole was locked up in prison. The warden told me to cure him so that he wouldn't have the chance to be released for medical treatment. But after I cured him, he was still released for medical treatment. Now, he's healthy and free."
"What does that have to do with you?"
"My best friend's child was hurt by him, and he died."
"Who is that?"
"Have you heard of Phillip Quinn?"
"So it's him, Phillip Quinn, a billionaire with nearly a billion assets under his name." Morgery glanced at Chen Zhao. "He's not easy to deal with. When he travels, he brings bodyguards who are all professional mercenaries from Blackwater. If you want to attack him, you'd better hire an army."
"What about his house?"
"CL Building. The three highest floors belong to him. If you want to enter CL Building, you need to have an access card and go through the security area. As for the situation on the top three floors, I don't know. I've never been there."
"What is CL Building?"
"Do you see the tallest building in the distance? That's CL Building. It has a total of 130 floors. "
Looking at the building that was several times taller than the surrounding buildings, Chen Zhao wanted to die.
No matter how you looked at it, it was impossible to enter, right?
"How much does it cost to hire an army?"
"You really believe me?" Morgery rolled his eyes and said, "This is Los Angeles! Unless you get a nuclear bomb, you won't succeed. "
"Do you know how to get a nuclear bomb?"
"Do you have money to buy one?"
"How much is a nuclear bomb?"
"Phillip Quinn might be able to afford it, but you definitely can't."
"Ah … My head hurts. Why do I have to get involved in this?" Chen Zhao patted his head in frustration.
"Oh, there's one more thing."
"What?"
"You said you can cure my baldness."
Chen Zhao clenched his fist. He almost punched Morgery.
"In a few days," Chen Zhao said. "When I'm done with my business."
"Is it that important to you?"
"Yes."
"Let me give you an idea," Morgery said.
"What idea?"
"Stop him on the road. That's if you know his route."
"What should I do?"
"I want this." Morgery gestured for money.
"How much?"
"Three hundred thousand dollars. I can arrange some people for you, but I can't guarantee that it'll work."
Chen Zhao grinned. Three hundred thousand dollars!
It hurts …
"Can't it be cheaper?"
Morgery shook his head. "I'm only giving you this price because we're old acquaintances. I'm not taking any of the intermediate fees. I'm going to create a few blockades so that your target can follow the predetermined route. This is all a huge investment."
"Send me your account number. I'll transfer the money to you."
"I need to make it clear that I'll only arrange for people to block the road for you. As for what to do next, that's up to you."
"Okay … But I want it to be done as soon as possible."
"Can you get Phillip Quinn's schedule for the next few days?"
Chen Zhao shook his head. "I can't."
"I can get it for you, but it'll cost money too."
"How much?"
"I'll pay you at the end."
"Tell me first. How much will it cost if I get the whole package?"
"300,000 USD is the highest amount. If you are willing to pay this amount, do you still care about the remaining 80,000 USD?"
"I care." Chen Zhao nodded with a pained expression. "Don't treat ten thousand dollars as a small amount, okay?"
Just then, Chen Zhao received a call from an unknown number.
"Hey, Chen, do you have time?"
"You are?"
"Did you forget my voice? I'm Diana Bilis. Did you forget? "
"I'm in the car. It's too noisy outside. Sorry, I didn't recognize you … What's wrong?"
"I feel a little uncomfortable. Can you come over?"
"Where are you uncomfortable?" Chen Zhao really didn't want to go.
"I just feel uncomfortable. I don't know where … You said that I can call you if I need anything."
Chen Zhao rubbed his forehead. "I didn't say I can't come."
After all, Diana Bilis was still traumatized. Chen Zhao didn't dare to reject her directly.
He was in a terrible situation right now. It felt like everything had come to him today.
After hanging up, Chen Zhao had Morgery drop him off outside UCLA.
"Chen, I'll contact someone for you. Wait for my news."
"Alright, that's all for now.
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