"I'll take you to Angel Beach," Chen Zhao said.
Since Fali didn't drive, Chen Zhao drove her from the airport to the Coastal Rescue Team HQ.
On the way, he received a call from Zola. "Chen, my company has a show tomorrow night. Do you want to come?"
"What show?"
"It's our company's new fashion show. You can come with your girlfriend."
Chen Zhao thought about it. He wasn't interested in fashion shows. After all, he couldn't understand them. He'd rather watch the Victoria's Secret underwear show.
However, Chen Zhao didn't know if Fali was interested. Turning his head, he asked, "Fali, my friend has a fashion show tomorrow. We're invited. Do you want to go?"
"Sure."
Women were women after all. They couldn't resist fashion.
Fali agreed without hesitation. "But I have to dress more formally for that kind of occasion, right?"
"How about I pick a dress with you tonight?"
"Sure."
…
"Chen, Odutra's locked up. When do you want to 'see' him?" Caprice called Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao thought of Odutra. He'd thought that Odutra would have to wait half a year before being locked up. He didn't think that he'd be locked up in less than a month.
"He's in jail already?" Chen Zhao asked, confused.
"Ha, he's a super criminal. The court won't be at ease if he's just detained. Plus, his crimes and evidence are clear, so the L.A. court's verdict was quick."
"How long is he sentenced for?"
"Life and no parole."
"Can he get out?"
"Theoretically, yes," Caprice said. "But if you're worried that he'll get out in 30 or 40 years to take revenge on you, you don't have to worry. He won't live that long."
If it was a normal criminal, living a few decades in jail was nothing.
But Odutra was a gang leader. He had more enemies than his underlings. Would his enemies let him out?
His underlings would probably want him to die in jail.
That night, Odutra had planned to gang rape Fali.
Chen Zhao wouldn't let him go so easily. Last night, he'd met four rapists and Chen Zhao had crippled their martial arts.
This was already a basic operation. Odutra's treatment would definitely be better than this.
"You guys, think about it. Is there any method that can make people feel pain without leaving any marks on the surface?"
"Master," said Carrie, "I have a dear sister, a torturer of pain. She has a way of tormenting souls."
"Is she in hell now?"
"Yes, Master, as long as you kill the enemy and send his soul to hell, it will be fine."
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. It felt good to kill his enemy, but the price was too high. He'd also dragged Caprice down.
"Human, I have an idea," Raymond said.
"What is it?"
"Let me give him exuberant * *, hehe …" Raymond said with a strange laugh.
Raymond had an idea, but Chen Zhao wasn't satisfied yet. "It's not enough. This is just an appetizer."
"Let him never be full. Let him always be hungry," Beelzebub added.
"I'm still lacking. Keep thinking."
"Why bother? Just use the method you used to deal with Phillip Quinn last time," Blackie said.
"No, it's too obvious." Chen Zhao rejected the suggestion.
Phillip Quinn's case was too special. If another case appeared now, it'd be easily traced back to him.
"Then I'll learn curses. Oh … how about the Age Curse?"
Chen Zhao's eyes brightened. "Who knows the Age Curse?"
"Nope."
"Nope."
"Nope."
"…" Chen Zhao was speechless. "None of you?"
"The Age Curse has too little effect on demons. There's no point in learning it, so no demon will learn it."
"The Age Curse is weak?"
"Humans have no resistance to magic. A single Aging Curse can kill them in thirty days."
"Beelzebub, do you know anyone in your territory who knows the Age Curse?"
Chen Zhao had a lot of demonic ritual implements from the low-level demons in Beelzebub's territory, so he felt that if he was lucky, there should be a demon who knew the Age Curse.
"I don't know. I don't care what those lowly bastards know."
Chen Zhao really wanted to kick Beelzebub to death. He only knew how to say useless things.
What could he do? He didn't know anything.
"I have an idea," Blackie said.
"What is it? Feel free to say it."
"We're not familiar with curses, but I know necromancy," Blackie said.
"And then?"
"There's a type of marrow-eating worm in necromancy. It's also a parasite. It can suck the host's life force. The effect is similar to the Age Curse."
"What's different from the Age Curse?"
"In your human surgery, as long as the worm is taken out, the effect will disappear."
"If the Marrow Eating Worm is taken out, will the host recover?"
"No. It just stops. The host loses as much life force as the worm sucks."
"Won't it be easily discovered?"
"If you take an X-ray, there's a chance. After all, marrow-eating worms can be seen with the naked eye," Blackie said. "But they can be dispelled."
However, Chen Zhao had to learn how to summon the worm himself, because Blackie couldn't hurt living beings directly.
Even if it was a vicious criminal, he couldn't hurt him.
Chen Zhao thought about it and still called Caprice. "Caprice, I'm not ready yet. I need a few days to prepare."
"What do you need to prepare?"
"Of course, to take revenge on him without dragging you and me down," Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly.
"There's a lot of time," Caprice said. "Don't worry."
After hanging up, Chen Zhao drove to Ethan's motel.
Recently, Ethan hadn't introduced many clients to Chen Zhao, but every time, it was a big client.
Ethan probably knew that Chen Zhao needed money urgently, so he'd specially picked them.
Of course, Chen Zhao couldn't deny that Ethan would earn more.
"Auntie Li, where's Ethan?" When Chen Zhao entered, he saw Li Qing standing at the counter.
Li Qing looked at Chen Zhao and frowned. "Mr. Chen, where's your peace knot?"
"Huh? I put it in my wallet. "Chen Zhao took out his wallet, but realized that the peace knot had come loose." Huh? What happened? It was fine yesterday. "
"Mr. Chen, did you encounter something dangerous yesterday?"
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