On Christmas Eve, the family got together, which was rare.
Because Portia was alone, Fali also asked her to stay for the New Year.
Chen Zhao was unhappy, but it was fine as long as Fali was happy.
Having an outsider in the family was always awkward.
The people from the Supernatural Organization all called or sent messages to Chen Zhao to wish him well.
Chen Zhao also replied to them one by one.
Just then, he received a call from Totty Belster.
But he wasn't here to send his blessings. He was here to ask for help.
"Boss Chen, help," Totti Belster cried in a hoarse voice.
His tone was filled with fear and helplessness.
"What's wrong? Exposed? "Chen Zhao replied as he waved at the children.
"No, they're going to a place called Black Hell tonight. They said they're going to kill Evil Lord there."
Of course, Totty was referring to the Psionic Team.
A few days ago, under Westana's sincere invitation, Totti Belster joined the psionic team with some reluctance.
At the same time, he became the vice leader of the team.
Surprisingly, everyone in the Psionic Ability Team actually approved of his position.
No one thought that it was unreasonable for a newcomer to have such a high position.
Instead, they thought that it was natural for Totty to become the vice leader.
This mainly had to do with Westana, Yang Guo, and Britz's promotion of Totty's achievements in the past few days.
He'd entered LA's 7th Prison alone and actually walked out alive.
This was already something that was close to impossible.
Moreover, he'd permanently solved the long-standing problem of the 7th Prison.
No matter how one looked at it, Totty was someone they couldn't afford to offend.
Thus, in the headquarters of the Psionic Team, anyone who saw Totty on the road would respectfully call him "Master".
For the first two days, Totty was a bit smug.
He felt that as long as he hid well, they wouldn't find him.
Moreover, the benefits provided by the Psionic Team weren't something he could compare to as a con artist.
Did he need to buy any magic materials? Oh, would one million be enough?
Did he need to buy any magic tools? Oh, would two million be enough?
The Psionic Team seemed to have an endless supply of money.
And they would give him whatever he wanted.
They gave Totty Belster as much as he wanted.
But as he held it, Totty Belster suddenly sobered up, not knowing if his brain had a cramp.
This money was poisonous. The more he took, the more he would die in the future.
This was not the same as the deceived people in the past who he could take whatever he wanted.
Most of these people were superhumans who could evaporate others.
Then, he began to panic and fear …
And the thing that he was most worried about finally happened.
It was tonight. It was Christmas Eve.
Black Hell!? What kind of place is that?
Just from the sound of it, it didn't sound like a decent place.
It felt like he was going to die.
More importantly, Westana had only arranged for one person to follow Totti Belster.
If there were too many people, it would be a burden to Master Totti Belster.
He only wanted an errand boy to follow him. Furthermore, he had repeatedly warned him not to interfere with a Master's battle.
If you see an enemy, try to keep your distance from Totty Belster.
For a moment, Totty Belster almost thought she had been exposed.
Were they trying to make him disappear from the face of the earth?
The more Totty Belster thought about it, the more afraid she became.
Do I have to confess? Then ask them for forgiveness?
Forget it, no matter how I look at them, they don't look like law-abiding good citizens.
This follower who was supposed to be his guide was probably someone they had arranged to keep an eye on him.
If he tried to escape, he would immediately kill him.
After thinking about it, Totty Belster still decided to ask Chen Zhao for help.
Using the excuse of going to the washroom, Totty Belster asked Chen Zhao for help.
"Isn't your psionic team working a little too hard? It's Christmas Eve. Shouldn't you be celebrating the new year properly on Christmas Eve? Do you really have to come out and make trouble? "
"Boss Chen, I admire the Supernatural Organization. I hate this Psionic team. I won't work with them, let alone our Psionic team."
Although Totty Belster had been trying to get away, these few days, he had not.
He had probably figured out the relationship between the Supernatural Organization and the psionic team.
To put it bluntly, the Supernatural Organization was the orthodox organization, and the Psionic Ability Team was their trusted follower.
The Psionic Ability team wanted to replace the Supernatural Organization, but they were afraid of Chen Zhao's power.
Therefore, he had always been in an awkward position.
Thinking of Chen Zhao's inhuman or even supernatural power.
Totty Belster felt that he still had a higher chance of winning by following Chen Zhao.
Of course, if Chen Zhao failed, he could still switch sides.
"I heard that Black Hell only opens once a year, which is tonight."
Chen Zhao cursed. What kind of b * stard set the time?
But he had to admit that the owner of Black Hell was really smart.
At this time, even spiritualists would probably be busy celebrating the holidays.
No one had the time to care about Black Hell.
Forget it. Who asked Totty Belster to be the one who arranged it?
He couldn't just watch him go to his death.
Chen Zhao thought helplessly.
Just then, Didi ran to Chen Zhao's side.
"Uncle, come and eat."
"Okay, I'm coming." Chen Zhao sat down at the table and continued his call.
"Where are you?"
"I'm hiding in the washroom."
"No, I mean your destination."
"I think it's near Death Valley," Totty Belster said. "We're at a gas station on the highway."
Death Valley National Park was a famous scenic spot. It was in California, a few hundred kilometers away from Los Angeles.
"How long until we get to Death Valley?"
"About three hours."
"Okay, send me your coordinates when we get there."
"Got it." Totty Belster was still worried.
After all, Chen Zhao hadn't appeared before him yet.
Who knew if he would kill him along the way?
Knock, knock, knock.
"Master Belster, are you done? You've been inside for 15 minutes. We're in a bit of a rush. We need to get to the entrance of Black Hell before one in the morning after Christmas Eve."
"Okay, okay," Totty Belster said impatiently. "I'm coming out now."
The attendant could hear the dissatisfaction in Totty's tone. Seeing him walk out of the washroom with a dark expression, he couldn't help but show some respect.
"Master Totty, I'm sorry. We really need to hurry. We didn't mean to rush you."
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