Chapter 1152 I found more than just your phone number (fifth update, please vote for me)

I have long heard that Chen Zhao can fight.

However, the teachers in the school did not have a clear idea of what Chen Zhao meant by being able to fight.

Now, they probably understand.

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

"Okay, let's all disperse." Chen Zhao waved his hand.

Santiago is not a dangerous city.

Generally speaking, the gangs here are doing their own business and will not deal with ordinary people casually.

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

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

But Chen Zhao didn't worry about it. He had done a lot of killing gangs anyway.

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

Then the next day, all members of the gang disappeared.

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

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Pierre spent the whole 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 the school can protect you? And your family?"

Pierre was completely frightened. What he feared most was that this would happen.

Ever since he became a tool for transporting drugs, he has no way out.

"Boss Bob, I didn't...I didn't intend to betray you...the things were discovered by the school teacher, and he threw them away." Pierre tried to explain.

"I don't care where the things are. Get out of the hotel right now and let's settle this account properly."

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, you will find your home on fire tomorrow. By the way... I remember your sister is seventeen years old this year, right? Haha..."

"I'm coming out...I'm coming out..." Pierre shouted in horror.

He knows very well these vicious gangs.

They can do anything.

The moment Pierre walked out of the hotel, he was covered with a black cloth and thrown into the car.

When the black cloth was pulled away, Pierre was thrown out of the car.

Pierre found himself in a port.

There are containers all around.

Soon Pierre knew where he was.

This is the legendary port of Santiago.

An invisible port. Although Pierre is not a gangster, this does not prevent him from hearing about Santiago's sinful port.

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

In addition, a large amount of arms and drugs enter the United States from this port.

But the port has eluded police and spy satellites.

A large ship is docked at the port, and container handlers are lifting the containers down.

The whole port is busy.

Then Pierre saw Bob's bloated and terrifying face, as well as his vicious men.

"Hi, Pierre."

"Boss Bob...I..."

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

"That...that wasn't what I did...it was the teachers in our school who did it."

"I heard he's Asian, right?"

"Yes, it is……"

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

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

Pierre was on the verge of crying, he was about to pee with fear.

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Jingle Bell--

At night, Chen Zhao was woken up by a phone call.

Chen Zhao fumbled for the phone with his eyes closed. He really should have muted the phone.

"Hey, who's there?"

"Mr. Chen, it's me, Robert. Just now Pierre's roommate came to see me. He said that after receiving a phone call, Pierre went out in a hurry. It's been an hour and he hasn't come back yet, and the phone call was not there either. Can’t get through.”

"Pierre? Which one?"

"The one who was harassed by gangsters today."

"Oh, got it."

Chen Zhao sat up with an angry look on his face.

What a bad luck.

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

I didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing again.

As soon as Chen Zhao hung up the phone, another call from an unknown number came in.

"Hey, you are a teacher at Los Angeles University, right?"

"It's me, which one are you?"

"Haha, people here call me Bob. Of course, you can also call me Crocodile."

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

"It's not easy to find your phone number. It took me many layers of connections to find your phone number." Bob said to himself.

"Can I get to 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 calmly.

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

Chen Zhao scratched his hair: "Tell me what you want."

"I said, I want to meet you."

"Where?"

"When you come out of the hotel, I will have a special car to pick you up."

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

Chen Zhao took off his pajamas and put on his suit. At the same time, he picked up the phone and dialed Kaos' number.

"Kaos, are you at the headquarters now?"

"Yes, President, what's the matter?"

"Go dig out the things I buried by the lake some time ago, and then use a helicopter to transport them to San Diego as quickly as possible. Also, track the location of my mobile phone."

"Okay, I get it now."

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

"Mr. Chen, where are you going?"

Chen Zhao walked straight out without turning his head: "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, I'm going to 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'll like where I'm going."

"Why?"

At this moment, several people rushed out from both sides, covered Chen Zhao and Robert with black cloths, and then dragged them into the car.

"Ah...what are you doing? Help...help..."

Suddenly, Robert felt like a hard stick was stuffed in his mouth.