The incident with the Dark family had come to an end. His mother had also called him and told him not to worry about the Dark family's revenge.
However, he still left all the pets at home and told Fali to bring them to work.
With these pets by Fali's side, Chen Zhao could rest assured.
The night before going to New York, Chen Zhao hugged Fali. "Fali, are you really not going to New York?"
"I've said it many times, I can't leave."
"Fine." Chen Zhao was helpless. "Take care of the vines in the backyard. You won't even know if they die."
"Am I that careless in your eyes?"
"Of course not, let's go to sleep."
"Sleep, where are you putting your hands?"
The next day, Chen Zhao stretched and got up. Suddenly, a head appeared on the wall.
Chen Zhao lifted his foot and kicked the man's head. Unfortunately, he only kicked air.
"Old Black, how many times have I told you not to appear like this?"
"I forgot. I'll pay attention next time."
Chen Zhao was stunned. This was the first time Blackie had apologized to him.
Just then, Blackie's entire body drilled out of the wall.
Chen Zhao looked at Blackie and his face darkened. "Can you explain? Why are you carrying a backpack on your back? "
Can you imagine the image of a Grim Reaper carrying a backpack?
Anyway, Chen Zhao felt that the visual impact was very strong. Very, very strong.
The style had changed …
"I want to go to New York too," Blackie answered.
"If you want to go, then go. Is it necessary to carry a backpack?"
"This is my first real trip after becoming the Envoy of Death. I also want to get a room."
"You want a room too?"
"I can now touch the physical body. I can feel it too."
Chen Zhao rubbed his forehead. "You've seen Final Destination, right?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure you won't create an air crash for me?"
Okay, Chen Zhao and Blackie were already very close.
However, this fellow's identity was undeniable. He was a genuine Grim Reaper.
Chen Zhao still felt a lot of pressure riding a plane with the Grim Reaper.
Even if his current physical body was quite powerful, he should be able to fight a small car head-on.
However, if something really happened in the sky, Chen Zhao didn't think that he could withstand the acceleration of gravity.
According to the normal flight route of the plane, if something really happened on the plane, he would also be on his knees.
"I can't kill." Even though Blackie was wearing a hood, Chen Zhao could still feel him rolling his eyes.
"That's good."
Chen Zhao asked Cheryl and Yura after washing up.
Yura and Shirley were very excited about going to New York.
Both of them were dragging a large suitcase. It seemed like they had packed a lot of things.
"Did you bring all your things?"
"I've brought everything."
"Alright, let's go."
"New York, I'm coming," Blackie said.
"Brother, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly unhappy?"
"No, I'm not unhappy."
When he arrived at the airport, he left the car in the parking lot.
After entering the departure lounge, Hill Nandes found Chen Zhao.
"Mr. Chen, who are they?"
"Cheryl and Yura, my sisters."
"Hello, ladies. I'm Mr. Chen's assistant."
Of course, Chen Zhao was just flattering Hill Nandes.
Hill Nandes was a professor. Even though he came to be a teaching assistant with a learning attitude, UCLA wouldn't really make him an assistant.
However, UCLA wouldn't really make him an assistant, so he was still a professor.
After boarding the plane, Hill Nandes waved enthusiastically. "Mr. Chen, here, here. Our seats are here."
"Sorry, my seat isn't here."
Chen Zhao had changed his ticket from economy to first class.
It was too difficult for him to sit in the economy class for three hours.
Therefore, he would rather spend more money to upgrade the cabin. Of course, Yura and Cheryl went to first class.
"Huh?"
Hill Nandes's face was full of resentment. He had planned everything.
In the few hours on the plane, he could communicate and learn with Chen Zhao to his heart's content.
In the end, he didn't expect Chen Zhao to upgrade the cabin.
Hill Nandes was rich, but he had already boarded the plane. It was impossible to upgrade the cabin.
In the end, he could only sit in his seat and sulk.
After a short jolt, the plane slowly ascended.
Chen Zhao didn't like the feeling of flying, even if it was only for three hours.
Although airplanes are the safest means of transportation in the modern world.
However, every time he saw a plane crash, the death rate was close to 100%. Like some people, Chen Zhao felt an inexplicable fear of flying.
Of course, it was especially so when he was on the same plane as the Grim Reaper.
Most importantly, the Grim Reaper was right in front of Chen Zhao, looking at him unhappily.
"What exactly is it that you're unhappy about? Tell me."
Blackie ignored Chen Zhao. Chen Zhao's face darkened. "Are you going to tell me or not? If not, I'm going to sleep. Remember to wake me up when we land."
"Why didn't you buy me a ticket?"
"…" Chen Zhao covered his head. "You didn't say you were coming. I didn't even know you were coming. How could I buy a ticket for you? Plus, isn't there an empty seat in first class? You can sit there."
"No, that doesn't belong to me. I want my own seat. I want first class service."
Chen Zhao started to miss Blackie before he upgraded.
Back then, Blackie had no desires. But now, he was like a child, showing all kinds of emotions.
"I'll buy you a ticket when we come back. Is that okay?"
"That's more like it."
Just then, a woman in her thirties sat beside Chen Zhao. She wore glasses and looked like a strong woman.
"Sir, this is my name card. Maybe you'll need it."
"Err …" Chen Zhao took the name card. "Margaret Cook, psychiatrist, LA Fedora Psychiatric Clinic."
Chen Zhao forgot that someone was sitting beside him when he was talking to Blackie.
"Uh …" Chen Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Sorry, I'm an actor. I was just reading my lines."
Margaret finally understood. She'd thought that Chen Zhao was mentally ill and was talking to the air somewhere.
"Brother, aren't you a doctor?" Yura asked from the seat beside him.
"Shut up." Chen Zhao glared at Yura and then turned to Margaret. "Everyone in L.A. dreams of being an actor. I even have a side character in Director Steven's new movie."
"Really? Director Steven's new movie? I really like his work. What's his new movie?"
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