"Bodie, you can't beat him. You can't understand his strange power at all …"
"Do you think he's the only person in the world with strange power?"
"Bodie … you …"
"Just like you thought, I have it too."
"But how do you have it?" Tim asked, confused.
"Don't ask."
Tim knew that Bodie's next sentence would be "knowing too much is not good for you."
Nevertheless, Tim still had basic judgment.
"There should be strong and weak people like you, right?"
"Of course, but if you know who's behind me and bestowed me power, you won't doubt if I can beat the enemy."
"Then who's behind you?"
"Don't ask."
"…"
Nevertheless, Bodie's words still piqued Tim's interest.
If Bodie could really kill that man.
Then he wouldn't have to be afraid anymore.
"Bodie, that guy is really scary. Are you sure you want to fight him?"
"Don't worry. I can't fail. My power comes from God."
Despite Bodie's words, Tim was still worried.
That man had left too deep an impression on him that night.
"Aren't you in trouble with Boss Milo?"
"It's a bit troublesome, but it's not unsolvable. Plus, I'm not completely controlled by him."
"Completely controlled? Bodie, what do you mean? "
"Don't ask."
…
"I don't know where the core members of the England gang are hiding. They've been hiding ever since the battle with the psionic team."
"What about them?" Chen Zhao asked, annoyed. "They didn't give us any information at all?"
The Security Department and the psionic team were picking up trash for them.
They could try first. If they couldn't beat them, they could leave the mess to the Supernatural Organization.
Of course, this could also be understood as relying on them.
But Chen Zhao was still annoyed.
West shook his head. "They're looking too, but it's like they've disappeared from the world. Our intelligence sources are limited."
Intelligence had always been the Supernatural Organization's weakness.
It was also an insurmountable barrier for the organization to reach the top.
Building an intelligence network couldn't be done with just a few dollars.
It wasn't something the Supernatural Organization, which had less than $100 million a year, could build either.
He couldn't use his own money to subsidize the Supernatural Organization.
Moreover, they did not have any professional intelligence personnel.
Therefore, the vast majority of information still had to be obtained through external sources.
For example, the underground intelligence network of normal people or the people on the streets were the sources of information for the Supernatural Organization.
And now, this inadequacy was also revealed in this sexual encounter.
"Although the English gang has gone into hiding, they have not stopped targeting the rich. Yesterday, two more rich people were attacked, and this time, it was not the ordinary gang members, but their core members. Both of them were injured, but they were not taken away. However, several bodyguards were killed, and now some rich people seem to know about the existence of the spiritual world. They are asking if they can hire people from the spiritual world as bodyguards."
"Huh?" Chen Zhao raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"
"This is beneficial to the North American supernatural world, but it's meaningless to us. We have too few people, and we're generally stronger than ordinary spiritualists. If our asking price is low, it's meaningless to us. If we ask for a high price, not many people can afford it."
"What's the level of the price that the rich people are offering?"
"Right now, the prices are all private. The spiritualists they find are also different, so it's hard to have a standard. But the average annual salary is less than $300,000."
Chen Zhao thought about it. This price was indeed very attractive to spiritualists who did not have a high income.
But to the Supernatural Organization, it was not attractive at all.
The Ados who guarded the gate here all had an annual income of $500,000.
After all, in everyone's eyes, Ados was a high-risk job.
The other members' annual income was between $800,000 and a million.
If they could not pay at least twice that, they would not be attractive to the Supernatural Organization.
But spending two or three million a year was also unbearable for most rich people.
Chen Zhao's annual income was in the billions, but he was a special case.
Rich people with an annual income of more than $50 million were already in the minority.
Some people might have billions, but they might not even have more than $10 million in spare cash.
It was clearly impossible for them to spend a few million to find someone to protect them.
Of course, the top rich could still afford a few million for security.
But the top rich might have already contacted them, so they would not have a chance.
"However, there is a rich man who contacted us and wants us to be his security consultant."
"Oh? Who is it? "
"You know him. Norma's uncle, Louis Klalime."
"Oh, him."
Louis Klalime was an Awakened himself, so he could be considered a member of the supernatural world.
In fact, Louis Klalime and Chen Zhao had many similarities.
Moreover, Norma was a pure Awakened and one of the pillars of the Supernatural Organization.
So it wasn't strange that Louis Klalime had contacted the Supernatural Organization.
When Norma joined the Supernatural Organization, Louis Klalime had donated tens of millions of dollars to them.
"How does Klalime plan to cooperate with us?"
"We'll provide him with some advice on security and help with magic. He'll give us $20 million a year."
"Sure, that's reasonable." Chen Zhao nodded.
Actually, this kind of cooperation would officially establish their relationship and deepen their relationship.
After all, even if Chen Zhao did not agree to this kind of cooperation, would Norma just stand by if Louis was in trouble?
Of course, if Louis really was in trouble, the Supernatural Organization would also provide more protective services, such as Chen Zhao's personal help.
"Let's hurry and find those crazy people from the English gang."
"They're very cautious now. It'll be hard." West was helpless too. Without a source of information, it was useless no matter how anxious they were.
Chen Zhao was considering if he should find some clues from other sources.
After all, he had his own connections.
Just then, Chen Zhao's phone rang.
It was Lila Gaivich.
"Elf Messenger, what can I do for you?"
Although Lila Gaivich was an elf, he was an elf messenger.
Every time he saw Lila Gaivich, Chen Zhao could not help but curse in his heart.
He had destroyed Chen Zhao's good impression of elves.
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