After being fired by the army, Ston Butch and Scott followed McKell.

Unfortunately, although McKell had amazing abilities, he had difficulty finding a job due to obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness, and he had difficulty finding a job and lived a difficult life. So he took Ston Butch and Scott to his former comrade Neeson, wanting to work in Neeson's security company.

However, Neeson had long become Wang Lei's full-time bodyguard, and his security company was no longer open.

Neeson is very loyal and cannot bear to abandon McKell, who comes to join him. Wang Lei mentioned that he is going to Detroit to do boxing, so he took the opportunity to introduce McKell and the other two.

Neeson believes that if these three McKell cooperate with him, Wang Lei will not be surrounded by 80,000 crazy boxing fans, even if he is surrounded by gangs and terrorists, they will have the ability to bring him out.

Wang Lei was half-believing and half-doubted about Neeson's words, but after asking about the price of hiring McKell and the other two, he still agreed to join.

The salary required by McKell and the other two were not high. The basic salary per month was only 2,000 US dollars. If the task was issued, the remuneration would be calculated based on the difficulty of the task. However, if there were casualties, Wang Lei had to pay medical expenses and pensions.

This is much less than Neeson's salary. Although Neeson didn't charge money when he first started working as his bodyguard, he officially signed an employment contract with Neeson and paid his salary. His basic monthly salary was 5,000 US dollars, not even the year-end bonus.

Even Wang Lei’s personal masseur Amanda’s monthly salary increased from 3,500 US dollars to 4,000 US dollars at the beginning.

With Wang Lei's current net worth, he is really not very good to support three special soldiers with a basic monthly salary of only US$2,000.

So Wang Lei sold Neeson for a favor, accepted McKell and the other two, and called Zhou Yuqiang to draft a contract for them.

Zhou Yuqiang drafted the contract. When Wang Lei had just signed with McKell and the other two, Cruise suddenly came in with a strange white man.

"Ray. This is Matt Sharp, a man from Procott, mayor of San Mateo. On behalf of Mayor of Procott, he invited you to San Mateo to attend a charity party!" Cruise introduced with a little excited expression.

"Where is the city of San Mateo?" Wang Lei was a little confused.

"San Mateo is located in the San Francisco Bay Area, only 24 kilometers away from San Francisco. It is a small city with a population of only 70,000. But I suggest you not to go!" The person who said this was McKell, who had just signed an employment contract.

"Why?" Wang Lei was a little surprised.

This McKell is too good at meddling in other people's business. He just signed an employment contract and suggested not to attend a charity party invitation. Is he having an obsessive-compulsive disorder attack or hasn't figured out his responsibilities?

But McKell stared at Matt Sharp with a solemn expression and said, "This man had bad intentions. When he came in, he deliberately kept a distance from Mr. Cruise, with disgust and hatred hidden in his eyes. After entering the house, he looked unnatural when he saw you, and when I spoke, he showed murderous intent. However, he looked very natural when he saw Neeson, Ston Butch and Scott. If I guessed correctly, Mr. Sharp is a white supremacist, and he might have a Nazi sign tattooed on his body!"

Wang Lei, Zhou Yuqiang and Cruise all looked at Matt Sharp, whose expressions became a little unnatural.

But McKell said again: "I'm right. He just moved his left hand and wanted to cover his chest. The Nazi-signature tattoo should be tattooed on his chest. In addition, his right hand also moved a little, and instinctively wanted to reach behind him. I think there was a gun hidden behind his waist!"

As soon as McKell finished speaking, Neeson, Ston Butch and Scott pulled out their respective pistols in a flash and pointed the muzzle at Matt Sharp.

Matt Sharp immediately sweated coldly and didn't dare to move for a moment.

Scott stepped forward, touched Matt Sharp, and indeed took out a pistol, removed the magazine and took a look. It was still full of bullets and loaded.

Seeing that Scott had confiscated the pistol, Sharp hurriedly said, "Wait, I just brought this pistol with me for self-defense. I have a gun license..."

"Explain this tattoo first!"

Before Scott could finish Sharp's words, he lifted Sharp's top.

Sure enough, on Sharp's pale chest, he was tattooed with a Nazi logo the size of a palm.

Wang Lei glanced at McKell in a little surprised and thought to himself that this black man shouldn't be an instructor of the Delta Force. He should have joined Neeson as a force to be an agent.

With his powerful observation ability, if he joins the force, he might become a Sherlock Holmes-like detective.

Even if you don’t become a detective, it would be better to be a psychology professor at Stanford University than a special forces instructor.

McKell used the other person's eyes and facial micro-expressions to guess the other person's psychology and nature. Wang Lei also studied psychology courses at Stanford University.

It’s a pity that he has taken so many psychology courses, but he didn’t see anything just now.

McKell's achievements in psychology are definitely better than professors who teach psychology courses at Stanford University.

After looking at Sharp for a while, Wang Lei asked, "Are you really the mayor of San Mateo?"

Sharp nodded quickly and said, "I am absolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can call the mayor's office in San Mateo to ask!"

"How did you, a Nazi, become the mayor and serve the mayor?" Wang Lei was very curious.

But Neeson, who was standing by, said: "When I was forcing to be a police detective, I once read a file. This file belonged to Procott. At that time, he had not yet become the mayor of San Mateo. The file believes that Procott is the maintainer of the underground order of San Mateo. He secretly controlled illegal transactions such as smuggling, drug products, silver selling and casinos in San Mateo and several neighboring towns. He even secretly cooperated with gang members in Los Angeles to provide them with drug products and smuggling products. However, he is very smart and has a plan to do things. It can be said that he is not leaked. So although he suspects him, he has not found any evidence for many years, and the investigation will be left out."

Wang Lei was stunned: "Can such a person still become mayor?"

Zhou Yuqiang, who was sorting out the contract, looked up and responded: "Isn't this very normal? The mayor of the United States is elected by the people. As long as you have money and means, you can become it!"

“…”

Wang Lei was choked and found that what Zhou Yuqiang said was true.

Aren’t there many scums in the American TV series and Hollywood I watched in my previous life who became mayors or even senators, and presidents?

What a fuss!

After pausing, Wang Lei asked Sharp again: "Why did you Mayor Procott invite me to attend a charity party?"

Sharp said: "This is a charity party to raise funds for a mental hospital in San Mateo. The fire broke out in this mental hospital in three days. Several patients were burned and the hospital was burned. Mayor Procott couldn't bear the remaining mental patients and had no place to stay. So he held this charity party and invited some rich people who love charity to donate money and rebuild the mental hospital!"

"Wow, your Mayor Procott sounds like a great charity? He thought I had a lot of money, so he invited me to attend. Do you want me to donate a lot of money?" Wang Lei asked.

"Yes, of course, you don't have to donate much money. Just donate a little symbolically. As long as you can attend the party..."

Before Sharp finished speaking, he was interrupted by McKell and said, "He is lying. He does not care how much you donate, but he has another purpose inviting you to attend this charity party!"

Wang Lei asked: "What's the purpose?"

"I don't know, but I can ask for it!"

McKell said as he stood up, walked to Sharp, staring at him with a sharp look.

Sharp didn't know if he really hated black people or was frightened by McKell's sharp eyes, and instinctively wanted to avoid McKell's sight.

But at this moment, McKell suddenly asked: "What did Procott invite Wang Lei to do? For the sake of money?"

“…”

"It's for money, but he doesn't want the king to donate. Do he want to kidnap the king?"

“…”

"No, do you want to blackmail?"

“…”

"Not it, let me think about how many casinos there are in Procott. Is he going to bet with Wang Lei, the design king?"

“…”

"No, but it's related to gambling. What is it? By the way, the odds given by Boucher to Wang and Hearnes?"

McKell said, looking back and asked Wang Lei: "Wang. What are the odds for the match between Hearnes now?"

Wang Lei's expression was a little dazed, and after a while, he came to his senses: "Well. I think about it, it seems... I will pay 1.35 for 1, and Hearnes will pay 4.50 for 1?"

"1 loss of 4.50? That is to say, if Procott buys Hearnes' bet and wins, his bet will increase by 4.50 times, which is a great profit margin!" McKell said and stared at Sharp's eyes and asked, "Does Procott invite the king to come over? Do he want him to lose to Hearnes when he fights fake punches?"

Sharp was already sweating all over his face. Looking at McKell's expression, it seemed as if he was seeing the devil. His lips twitched a few times, but he couldn't even say a word.

However, McKell had already got the answer from his eyes and turned to Wang Lei and said, "I've asked, Procott invites you to come over, just to make you lose to Hearnes when you fight fake punches!"

Wang Lei looked at McKell with an amazement, and almost admired him. Suddenly, he felt that it was worth it to sign a contract with him with a basic monthly salary of 2,000 US dollars!

The value of this black man is not as good as that of Neeson and Ouyang Ming!

With him around, if anyone is ill-intentioned to him or wants to attack him, he probably will have seen it before the other party takes action.

Who doesn't want such a bodyguard?

Not only Wang Lei was amazed, but Zhou Yuqiang and Cruise also looked at McKell with a marvelous expression.

However, Neeson, Ston Butch and Scott had normal expressions and seemed to have been used to McKell's abilities for a long time.

As for Sharp, he was going crazy!

Facing a psychology university that can see through your thoughts at a glance and cannot hide the secrets, he can't help but be crazy.

What's more, this person is still a black man he discriminates against and dislikes.

"Wang, how are you going to deal with this guy?" Scott asked.

Judging from his expression, it seemed that as long as Wang Lei gave him the order, he would immediately shoot Sharp and then bury his body.

Wang Lei was a little ashamed, and after thinking about it, he asked Sharp: "Tell me the truth, how should Procott convince me to agree to lose to Hearnes when he fights fake punches?" (To be continued.)

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