Chen Zhao lifted Fisky and removed his limbs.
Ignoring his pleas, he threw him back into the elevator shaft, which was filled with hot flames.
The ground was collapsing. There were simply too many bombs in the underground base.
Moreover, many bombs weren't installed on the main body of the building.
Instead, they were installed in the soil or rock layers.
The goal was to completely destroy the structure of the ground.
There were also a dozen super bombs.
The kind that injured Chen Zhao last time.
If these super bombs exploded on the ground, they could flatten buildings within a kilometer radius and vaporize all living things within the range. Not even ashes would be left.
If they exploded underground, they could completely destroy the structure of the rock layers.
Chen Zhao took out his phone and called Demi.
"It's over, but none of your people survived."
Demi was silent for a long time. "You didn't save them?"
"This is not a playground, it's a battlefield. The monsters here are stronger than I imagined. Even I was lucky enough to find the self-destruct device of Sala's laboratory, and it's the super bomb from last time. Otherwise, I'm afraid even I wouldn't have survived."
Demi felt that it was a pity. It would be perfect if Chen Zhao died in there too.
Thinking about it, Chen Zhao was really lucky.
Last time on the artificial island under the Lake Pontchartrain bridge, Chen Zhao had dodged it.
This time, Chen Zhao dodged it again.
"To be honest, I'm curious. Doesn't the military need research materials? After all, the monsters created by the people in this lab are quite powerful. "
"Do you think the military doesn't have such research?"
"Whatever. It's better not to tell me about military secrets. I don't want to be killed."
When Chen Zhao returned to the hotel, it was already past one in the morning.
"Hey, Portia."
"Boss, if you don't have a valid reason, I'll sue you for workplace harassment."
"Book me a ticket back to LA tomorrow. The earlier, the better," Chen Zhao said. "Also, if you want to sue me, you better ask my lawyer. You know him anyway."
Portia was furious, but she couldn't do anything to Chen Zhao.
She could only book a ticket for him obediently.
…
Yawning, Chen Zhao dragged his luggage to the airport.
He didn't know if Portia was taking revenge on him.
The flight she booked for Chen Zhao was at 7: 30 in the morning.
As a result, Chen Zhao had to leave at five in the morning and rush to the airport.
Of course, the reason given by Portia was also quite sufficient.
This was the only flight with first-class seats.
Chen Zhao entered the VIP lounge and started to make up for it.
He also instructed the staff in the departure lounge to call him at seven o 'clock.
Chen Zhao collapsed on the sofa and dozed off.
After sleeping for who knew how long, someone patted his shoulder.
Chen Zhao thought it was time, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Zhang Yi.
"Mr. Chen, are you coming back too?" Zhang Yi didn't expect to see him at the airport.
"Oh, it's you, Miss Zhang." Chen Zhao rubbed his eyes. "I'm not going back. I'm going to Los Angeles."
"The City of Angels. Is that the next stop of your trip?"
"No, I live in Los Angeles. If you have time, you can come to Los Angeles. I'll be a good host."
Tilting her head, Zhang Yi blurted out, "Banana people?"
"…" Chen Zhao's face twitched. "Miss Zhang, even if I'm really a pervert, you shouldn't call me that in front of me. It's about a person's manners."
Zhang Yi was a straightforward person. She said whatever was on her mind.
To put it nicely, she was honest, but to put it bluntly, she was one-track minded.
She didn't have any bad intentions.
But it did make Chen Zhao uncomfortable.
After all, no one in China liked that word.
"Okay, I apologize."
"It's not sincere, but I'll still accept it."
Chen Zhao looked at Zhang Yi's clothes and then at the elite woman standing behind her.
Also, this was the VIP lounge. Chen Zhao didn't believe that Zhang Yi could get in with her part-time job.
"Hi, I'm Chen Zhao. How should I address you?" Chen Zhao reached out his hand to the elite woman behind Zhang Yi.
"Li Youjia." Li Youjia shook hands with Chen Zhao politely.
Li Youjia had been observing Chen Zhao. Looks, height, clothes, and manners were all above average.
This man's scores were all above average.
Just then, the announcement for boarding the flight to Los Angeles sounded.
"Sorry, my flight has arrived. I'm boarding now. See you again if fate allows it."
"Sis, what do you think of him?" Zhang Yi asked after Chen Zhao had left.
"Not bad. You have good taste," Li Youjia said. "What does he do?"
"I don't know the details. He said that he was a medical student and then started a small business."
"He probably has some money. From what he's wearing, it should be around fifty thousand dollars."
"I don't see any brands on him. He doesn't even wear a watch."
"I don't know anything else, but his jacket has the Baroness logo on it. It's a top brand in America. Also, the jacket should be a custom-made model. It's at least twenty or thirty thousand dollars. The two suitcases he's carrying are also the Baroness' limited edition."
"I've never heard of the Baroness. Is it a big brand?"
"You just need to know that when Hollywood stars attend various events, at least 30% of the gowns are from the Baroness. Because the Baroness' market is mainly in the US, very few people overseas know about it. When I went to the US last year, I saw the Baroness' autumn show."
"One set of clothes is so expensive. He's probably a prodigal. Also, the two suitcases are limited edition. Does he have too much money and nowhere to spend it?"
"Just because he rejected you, you're hating him because of your love, isn't that right?"
"This isn't a TV show. I just don't like it."
"But that guy is indeed a good man. You should really consider him."
"He said that he already has a few kids."
"He's definitely lying. I don't see any ring on his ring finger. There's no sign of it either."
"Regardless, I won't do anything for a man who rejected me. I'm not that cheap."
"Are you ready to inherit the family business?"
"If I say I'm not ready, will my dad let me go?"
"No."
"That's why I plan to make him lose a lot of money. Then he'll know that I'm not cut out for it. Then, my brother can inherit the business."
"How old is your brother? Are you sure he can wait that long? "
"I have to. I know I'm not cut out for it. If he really can't wait, he can just find a trust fund."
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