The defense line of the camp quickly collapsed.
The suppression of numbers, especially the damage from guns against the Crypt Demons and wild boars, was too low.
Even if they couldn't be damaged, the damage they brought would be fatal.
After stabbing them in the back, Chen Zhao left.
He wasn't interested in watching the Crypt Demons kill these soldiers.
Chen Zhao switched roles. His real body returned to the hotel while his clone was canceled.
When Chen Zhao walked out of the hotel room, he saw Demi walk out of the opposite room.
There was a band-aid on her forehead. She didn't hide her absent-mindedness at all.
A smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face. "I'm going home. Do you want to send me off?"
Demi looked at Chen Zhao coldly.
"Oh, don't let your dad appear before me. Otherwise, I'll kill him."
Demi couldn't control herself anymore. She lifted her leg and kicked Chen Zhao's face.
Chen Zhao also swept his leg at Demi's chest.
Demi slammed into the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Just then, the phone rang. It wasn't Chen Zhao but Demi.
Demi took out her phone with difficulty and answered. Very soon, her expression became even worse.
Chen Zhao could also hear Demi's voice.
However, when he heard it, his expression became very unhappy.
Paul wasn't dead. He was in the emergency room.
Demi left, clutching her chest. Chen Zhao thought about it and decided to go to the hospital to see Paul.
Realizing that Chen Zhao was following her, Demi stopped. "Why are you following me?"
"Let's go to the hospital," Chen Zhao said nonchalantly.
"You know what happened? Really? "
"Ha …" A smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Chen Zhao shrugged and walked past Demi.
Demi could clearly feel that Chen Zhao knew something.
He knew what was going on, and he might even have something to do with it.
Chen Zhao and Demi arrived at the hospital one after the other. Demi's hateful gaze never left Chen Zhao.
Outside the emergency room, Demi was even angrier.
"What do you want to do to Lieutenant Paul?"
"I don't plan to do anything. We're old acquaintances, after all. Can't I just visit him?"
Just then, the door to the emergency room opened.
Lieutenant Paul was pushed out. When Demi saw Lieutenant Paul, she became even more excited.
Because one of Lieutenant Paul's legs and one of his arms were completely amputated.
"Sir, how are you?"
Chen Zhao walked up to Lieutenant Paul. Paul looked at him with a weak gaze.
"You … why are you here?"
Chen Zhao lowered his body and whispered into Paul's ear, "I'm here to tell you that you offended a monster expert. That's why you're in this situation."
"You … You …" Lieutenant Paul's body suddenly arched up, and then began to spasm, vomiting blood in large mouthfuls.
"It's me. I did it. You asked for it." Chen Zhao smiled.
"Doctor … doctor …" Demi exclaimed.
But when the doctor arrived, it was already too late.
After a short and intense reaction, Lieutenant Paul's entire body lost its strength. Like a piece of rotten meat, his eyes completely lost their spirit.
Demi looked at him. "What exactly did you say to the officer? What did you do? "
"I was just greeting him as an old friend," Chen Zhao said indifferently. "Oh, you can't shirk your responsibility for his death either."
Demi stared at Chen Zhao's back, her eyes filled with fury.
…
Chen Zhao boarded the bus back.
The distance between Las Vegas and Los Angeles was only 400 kilometers. It would take about four hours to get to Los Angeles by bus.
On the bus, Chen Zhao's phone rang.
It was Lei Ang. He was probably here to ask for information.
"Hey, Mr. Chen, do you know what happened near the desert relic in Las Vegas?"
"Yes."
"You weren't there?"
"I was chased away by the soldiers," Chen Zhao said.
"Why? What did you do? "
"They promised me that if I caught a monster from the relic, they'd pay me two million dollars," Chen Zhao said. "But they broke their promise and chased me away. They even stole the prey that I worked so hard to catch."
Lei Ang had a feeling that things weren't so simple.
However, he couldn't find any loopholes right now.
"Mr. Lei Ang, you won't break your promise too, right?"
"Of course not. I'll transfer the money to you immediately."
Lei Ang didn't want to fall out with Chen Zhao just for a few hundred thousand dollars.
The risk of falling out with Chen Zhao was too high.
"Also, when you introduce me to jobs next time, it'd be best if you recommend someone who's trustworthy," Chen Zhao said.
"Sir, where are you going?" the ticket-seller asked, walking over to Chen Zhao.
This bus was similar to the ones in China. One was to buy tickets at the station or through a ticket seller.
There weren't many ticket sellers in America anymore. The buses between L.A. and Las Vegas happened to be like this.
"Los Angeles, how much?"
"Thirty dollars."
Chen Zhao took out $30 and gave it to the ticket seller.
It was already one in the morning. There were very few people on the bus.
The driver was a fat man with a big beard in his fifties.
After getting on the bus, he checked the situation inside. Then he yelled and started driving.
While driving, he ate a hamburger.
If this was in China, they'd definitely be complained about.
But this was basically the case for night buses.
If they weren't allowed to eat, they'd complain to the bus company.
The ticket seller sat beside Chen Zhao. "Sir, where are you from?"
"L.A."
"No, I mean your hometown," the ticket seller said. "I can hear that your English has a bit of an accent."
"China," Chen Zhao answered.
"How about Las Vegas?"
"It's too expensive," Chen Zhao said.
Las Vegas and Los Angeles were both internationally renowned metropolises, but the way the two cities operated was completely different.
Everything in L.A. was cheap. At least, most of the expenses were normal.
But in Las Vegas, everything was expensive.
Las Vegas claimed that as long as you had money, you could live like an emperor.
It was true. Las Vegas gave Chen Zhao a feeling of splendor.
Rich people could really do whatever they wanted in this city, but if they didn't have money, they'd be miserable.
Chen Zhao had never been interested in gambling, but Las Vegas was truly a gambling city.
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