Angel Coast
"Are you sure nothing will happen to Chen taking care of two kids by himself?"
"Chen can solve any problem. I trust him," Fali said in a trusting tone.
"Okay, I hope nothing will happen to him," Robio said. "Oh, you know that Chen is going to donate to the Coastal Rescue Team, right?"
"No." Fali didn't really care.
But she also knew that Chen Zhao's goal was to make her life better.
…
When Portia got out of the car, her legs were weak.
She went to the shooters.
The gunmen were indeed not dead, but their hands were all twisted and deformed.
They were piled up by Chen Zhao in layers. Screams could be heard.
Portia looked at Chen Zhao. He was standing in front of the car, holding little Gerlyn and Larissa.
The car was full of bullet holes, but none of them penetrated the car.
Portia was really scared to death.
She didn't even see how Chen Zhao had killed the six shooters.
In any case, it didn't take long before they heard screams coming from outside.
Every time, she thought that Chen Zhao had been shot.
In the end, Chen Zhao was fine.
Instead, the six shooters were all beaten to the ground.
Just then, police sirens sounded.
Police cars arrived one after another.
David and Sharan got out of the car and looked at the shooters on the ground.
"Chen, are you okay?" David was still worried about Chen Zhao.
Sharan looked at the shooters and then at Chen Zhao's car.
"Good thing you didn't drive a convertible," Sharan said. "How did you kill them?"
"Ask them yourself."
Chen Zhao handed the two kids to Portia. Then he pulled Portia and David. "David, come here for a second."
"What is it?" Seeing Chen Zhao's mysterious look, David couldn't help but regret it.
If he knew, he wouldn't have led the team himself.
When he heard that Chen Zhao had been shot, he came here in fear.
He only realized when he got here.
His worry was completely unnecessary.
He could tell from the shooters' pitiful looks.
Chen Zhao definitely wouldn't be the one injured. It would be the shooters.
Judging from Chen Zhao's expression, he was probably going to do something difficult for her again.
"Do me a favor," David asked.
"It's nothing." Chen Zhao smiled at David.
"It can't be a small matter for you to ask me for help." David looked at him warily.
"What are you guys talking about? So secretive." Sharan moved closer to the two.
"F * ck off. Don't eavesdrop on us." Chen Zhao pushed Sharan away.
But Shallan was determined not to leave.
She felt that staying with Chen Zhao was more interesting.
She had been a police officer for so long, but she had never encountered such an exciting gunfight.
Maybe they could get into another thrilling gunfight if they stayed with Chen Zhao.
If Sharan didn't leave, Chen Zhao wouldn't speak.
"Chen, just tell the captain. I won't leak it," Sharan promised. "But whatever you're going to do, you have to bring me along."
Chen Zhao didn't speak. David glanced at Chen Zhao. "Tell me. It's not your first day with Sharan."
"This isn't legal," Chen Zhao said. "Are you sure you want me to tell you?"
"Is it related to the gunmen?" Sharan asked.
"Yes." Chen Zhao nodded.
"Tell us what it is first," David said seriously. "Then we'll decide if we should help you or not."
Chen Zhao looked around. Finally, he decided to speak.
…
Police sirens could be heard outside Platinum Noble Hospital.
As soon as Lohir heard the sirens, he was frightened.
Then, a bodyguard ran in.
"Boss, a few police officers are looking for you."
"Can't you just tell them that I'm not here?"
Just then, David, Sharan, Chen Zhao, and Portia walked over with their chests puffed out.
"Mr. Jeff Ryder, you're under arrest for poisoning, fraud, and murder for hire." David took out an arrest warrant. "This is the arrest warrant."
Lohir's face was drained of blood. No, more accurately, he was called Jeff Ryder.
Jeff Ryder's mind went blank when he saw Portia behind David.
Suddenly, Jeff's mind went blank. He turned around and ran.
Everyone chased after him. Jeff charged into a ward.
When they rushed into the ward, Jeff Ryder was pointing a gun at Ellie Rodris Alexander on the bed.
"Get out, all of you, or I'll shoot. If you don't want this old woman to die, get out." Jeff stared at everyone with bloodshot eyes.
"Jeff Ryder, you can't run. Put the gun down."
To be honest, neither Chen Zhao nor David expected this.
Jeff Ryder was so useless that he'd run away after taking out the arrest warrant.
In Chen Zhao's original plan, David and Sharan needed to send Jeff Ryder to the police station and then slowly trick him into talking.
In the end, he'd self-destructed so easily.
Based on his current actions, Chen Zhao was sure that his guess was correct.
He'd brought Portia here to let Jeff know that his identity had been exposed.
Portia still didn't understand what was going on.
"Jeff Ryder, you can't run."
Chen Zhao strolled into the room with a faint smile on his face.
"Get out, get out … Don't come in. Get out."
As if he hadn't heard Jeff, Chen Zhao stood before the bed and looked at him. "I told you, you can't run."
How could Jeff Ryde not know?
But he didn't want to give up just like that.
He wasn't satisfied either. His fortune was already within reach.
But in the blink of an eye, he'd lost everything.
Suddenly, Jeff Ryder turned to Portia.
"It's all your fault! You bitch, it's all your … "Jeff suddenly pointed his gun at Portia.
Portia's mind went blank for a moment.
But the moment Jeff raised his gun, Chen Zhao had already reached Jeff.
Chen Zhao was already in front of Jeff Ryder. His gun was raised.
Bang!
Portia saw a bullet hole in the wall behind her.
She'd almost fallen to the ground.
"Ah …"
Chen Zhao directly broke Jeff's arm.
"David, wait for me outside for a few minutes," Chen Zhao said and tossed Jeff to the door.
"Okay, hurry up."
"Help Portia too. Her legs are a bit weak."
"Too bad there's no gunfight." Sharan had come to this because she'd hoped for an intense gunfight.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Nothing happened.
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