Kyla and Marian were about to go to the hospital when the call came.
"Miss Kyla, you're on the phone."
Kyla took the phone. "Hello …"
After a while, Kyla's expression did not look too good.
"Back to the set."
"Miss Kyra, we're almost at the hospital."
"There's a new character."
"But the burn on your arm."
"It's okay. He's already burned," Kyla said.
Kyla touched the wound. The pain had already subsided a lot.
It seemed that the ointment was quite effective.
"Kyla, why don't you ask Mr. Chen? Maybe he has a solution."
"It's no use. This is a serious burn. At the very least, he needs a skin graft."
Although the burn area on his arm was not big, it was because of the high concentration of sulfuric acid.
The surface of the skin had been damaged and even wrinkled.
Even Kyla did not think that simple treatment could cure it.
In the end, he would still need to rely on skin grafting to repair it.
Kyla then went to the studio for an interview, but there was no result yet.
After a busy day, Kyla was exhausted.
"Miss Kyla, are we going to the hospital now?"
"Forget it, I'm tired. I won't go to the hospital for now," Kyla said tiredly.
"Miss Kyla, I think you need to treat your arm as soon as possible. It's not suitable to delay any longer."
Kyla pulled up the sleeve and found a layer of dead skin where the wound had been.
"Huh?" Kyla let out a sound of surprise.
Marian looked at Kyla's arm. "Strange … Are burns like this?"
Kyla reached out to remove the dead skin. There was a patch of red skin around the wound, which was obviously different from the skin around it.
There was still one thing, but it wasn't as intense as it was in the afternoon.
"No, it looks like it's healing." Kayla looked confused.
She remembered that her mother had a similar experience. That time, it was because cooking oil had splashed on her arm.
And left a small permanent burn mark.
This time, his injuries should be more serious than his mother's.
But Kyla realized that her burns were lighter than she had imagined.
"Miss Kyla, could it be that ointment?"
"Is it that ointment?" Kyla took out some ointment and applied it to the wound.
"Phew …"
That cool feeling came again. "So comfortable."
…
"Hello, Mr. Chen."
"Kelly?" Chen Zhao asked tentatively, looking at the unfamiliar number.
"It's me."
"What is it?"
"I found Pierce South's whereabouts. He will take train FA512 to San Francisco tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay," Chen Zhao said. "As long as I catch him, we'll forget about everything from before."
"I'll call you again tomorrow."
After hanging up, Chen Zhao fell into deep thought again.
How were they going to capture him?
If they were in a public place, how could they just carry him away?
Reality was not a movie, and he did not have such a powerful background.
Pierce South could easily send him to the police station with a single shout.
That's it!
Chen Zhao called Sienna. "Sienna, do me a favor."
"Okay." Sienna agreed without any hesitation.
Chen Zhao explained everything to Sienna.
Then he called Gaia.
Gaia was the best at kidnapping people.
After all, she was a professional.
The next day —
Chen Zhao arrived at the train station in high spirits.
Sienna and Rupert had arrived.
"Rupert, why are you here?" Chen Zhao was surprised that Rupert would come too.
"To return the favor," Rupert said with a proud expression.
"Chen, where is he?" Sienna asked.
"I don't know yet. Wait for my call."
There were quite a lot of people at the train station. It was not as crowded as in China, but there were still hundreds of people in the waiting hall.
It wasn't easy to find Pierce South among so many people.
After waiting in the station for about half an hour, Kelly's call came again.
"Are you at the station?"
"Yes," Chen Zhao answered.
"At Gate 6. He has two bodyguards behind him."
"Okay." Chen Zhao nodded.
After hanging up again, he said to Sienna and Rupert, "I've confirmed the location.
"The location is confirmed. Let's go."
…
At the same time, Pierce South was looking around anxiously.
Ever since he had a falling out with Chen Zhao, he had not had a good night's sleep.
Chen Zhao was giving him too much pressure.
He had failed several times in a row.
He no longer had money to hire someone to kill Chen Zhao.
So, he could only leave the city now.
When he had the chance in the future, he would come back.
Suddenly, Pierce South saw a figure.
A figure like a nightmare.
The real nightmare had arrived!
When he saw Chen Zhao, Chen Zhao also saw him.
Chen Zhao waved at Pierce from afar.
His smile was full of friendliness and sincerity.
Pierce wanted to lower his head now, but it was already too late.
"Do you see that Asian in white?" Pierce said to the two bodyguards beside him. "Go stop him. I don't care what you do."
The two bodyguards looked at Chen Zhao. It was too easy to stop such a small guy.
With that, Pierce walked in the other direction.
"Hey, kid, this way is blocked." The two bodyguards blocked Chen Zhao's way.
Whoosh —
Suddenly, the water bottle in one of the bodyguards' hands exploded.
The two bodyguards were dumbfounded.
In fact, they were just regular bodyguards with a salary of $3,000 a month.
To put it bluntly, they were just high-level fighters.
"Next time, it'll be your head that explodes. Are you sure you want to stop me?"
"Sir … I … uh …"
Chen Zhao nodded at where Kyla was hiding. Expressionlessly, Kyla put away her sniper rifle.
She really wanted to blow up that guy's head.
"Can you move now?"
"Thank you." Chen Zhao passed through the path the two bodyguards opened.
Pierce South was already very far away.
He gave up on getting on the train. He was worried that if Chen Zhao followed him after he got on, he would really have nowhere to run.
Pierce South ran as he called the police.
"I need protection. I'm being chased. I'm …"
"Silence," a voice said from behind him.
Pierce's expression froze. He realized that he couldn't make a sound anymore.
He saw a strange woman standing behind him.
Pierce South started running. He wanted to scream and ask for help.
But he couldn't make a sound.
He rushed out of the train station and got on a taxi that just happened to stop.
"Sir, where are you going?"
"Ugh …" Pierce still couldn't make a sound.
The driver turned around. Pierce realized that it was a big woman.
"Can't speak? To the hotel? "
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