I have heard that Chen Zhao can fight.

However, the teachers in the school did not have a clear concept of Chen Zhao's so-called ability to play with the concept.

Now, they probably understand.

With so many gangsters, Chen Zhao was like dealing with a few bed bugs.

"Okay, let's all go." Chen Zhao waved.

San Diego is not a dangerous city.

The gangsters here generally do their own business and will not deal with ordinary people casually.

Because of the government's high-pressure policies, the gangsters have restrained a lot.

However, if someone provokes them, they will revenge like a mad dog.

However, Chen Zhao was not relieved. He did a lot of slaughtering gangs anyway.

For example, last time in Dashan Town, Chen Zhao discovered that the gangsters in the town seemed to have bad intentions towards him.

Then the next day, the gangster evaporated.

Of course, the gangs in Dashan Town are actually a group of insignificant gangs, and they are completely different from the local gangs in San Diego.

...

Pierre spent all night in fear.

Late at night, a phone call came in.

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "Pierre, do you think that the school can protect you? And your family?"

Pierre was completely scared, and what he feared the most was the situation.

Since he became a tool for drug transport, he has no way out.

"Boss Bob, I don't...I don't plan to betray you...thing was discovered by the school teacher, and he threw everything away." Pierre tried to explain.

"I don't care where the thing is. You can walk out of the hotel right now and let's settle the accounts."

Pierre's face was full of bitterness and fear: "Boss Bob...I will find a way to pay back the money, please let me go."

"If you don't walk out of the hotel within ten minutes, then tomorrow you will find that your home has caught fire. By the way... I remember your sister is seventeen years old this year, right?"

"I'll come out...I'll come out..." Pierre shouted in horror.

He knew very well that these vicious gangsters were all over the place.

They can do everything.

The moment Pierre walked out of the hotel, he was put on a black cloth and threw it into the car.

When the black cloth was torn apart, Pierre was thrown out of the car.

Pierre found himself in a port.

All around are containers.

Soon Pierre knew where he was.

This is the legendary port of San Diego.

A hidden port, although Pierre is not a gangster, it does not prevent him from hearing about the sin port of Santiago.

It is said that more than 50,000 women and millions of illegal organs are packed into containers every year and sent to all parts of the world.

In addition, there are also a large amount of arms and drugs entering the United States from this port.

However, the port avoided the police and the spy satellites.

A large ship was docked at the port, and the container porter was lifting the container downwards.

The entire port is busy.

Then Pierre saw Bob's bloated and terrifying face, and his fierce subordinates.

"Hi, Pierre."

"Boss Bob...I..."

"You are so brave. All the people I sent are in the hospital now."

"That...that's not what I did...that's what our school teachers do."

"I heard that I'm Asian, right?"

“Yes…yes…”

"Call him, I want to meet him," Bob said.

"I...I don't have his phone number."

Pierre was about to cry without tears, he was almost scared to pee.

...

Dingling ring

At night, Chen Zhao was woken up by the phone.

Chen Zhao closed his eyes and groped through the phone. He really should have muted the phone.

"Hey, who?"

"Mr. Chen, it's me, Robert. Pierre's roommate came to me just now. He said that after Pierre received a call, he hurried out. It's been an hour since he has not come back, and the phone cannot be reached."

"Pierre? Which?"

"It's the one who was harassed by the gangsters today."

"Oh, I got it."

Chen Zhao sat up with anger on his face.

It's really bad luck.

I originally thought that I could have a good vacation in San Diego.

Unexpectedly, I encountered such a bad thing again.

Chen Zhao had just hung up the phone, and another phone number with an unfamiliar number came in.

"Hey, you're a teacher at the University of Los Angeles, are you?"

"It's me, who are you?"

"Haha, everyone here calls me Bob, of course, you can also call me Crocodile."

"Sir, do we know each other?" Chen Zhao interrupted Bob's voice.

"It's really not easy to find your phone number. I only found your phone number through many layers of relationships." Bob said to himself.

"Can I tell the point?" Chen Zhao said impatiently.

"I want to meet you."

"I don't like meeting strangers in the middle of the night." Chen Zhao said indifferently.

"Do you know, what I have investigated is not only your phone number, but also your home address. By the way, I heard that you have a pregnant girlfriend and a cute daughter, right? Haha..."

Chen Zhao scratched his hair: "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"I said, I want to meet you."

"Where?"

"You come out of the hotel and I have a special car to pick you up and drop you off."

"Well, I'm starting to look forward to our meeting."

Chen Zhao took off his pajamas, changed into a suit, picked up the phone and called Kaos.

"Caos, are you at the headquarters now?"

"Yes, President, is there anything wrong?"

"Go and dig out what I buried by the lake some time ago, and then use a helicopter to transport it to San Diego as fast as possible, and also track my phone location."

"Oh, I get it."

Chen Zhao walked out of the room and went downstairs, and saw Robert standing in the lobby in the hotel lobby.

"Mr. Chen, where are you going?"

Chen Zhao walked out without turning his head and said, "It has nothing to do with you, go back to sleep."

"But Pierre is missing. He is from the basketball club. Mr. Chen, should we call the police?"

"No need, I'll bring him back now." Chen Zhao said calmly: "You go to bed now."

"Mr. Chen, how can I sleep now?"

"I don't think you're going to like where I'm going."

"Why?"

At this moment, several people rushed out from both sides, put black cloth on Chen Zhao and Robert, and dragged them into the car.

"Ah...what are you going to do? Help...help..."

Suddenly, Robert felt a very hard stick stuffed into his mouth.

"Shut up, if you speak again, you'll be shot."

Robert trembled all over and dared not make any sound.

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Chapter completed!