Chapter 1986 Little Boss

"Why wouldn't I like meeting your boss?"

"Because he's more irritable."

"I'm very good at making friends," Terry Boy said.

"Believe me, he is definitely not on your list of friends you can make."

"Is it really okay for you to slander your boss behind his back like this?"

West stood up with a smile: "To be honest, except for Gaia and a little dragon he raised, he killed all the dragons he saw."

Terry Boy's expression condensed: "When did you know?"

"You don't seem to have any intention of hiding it, or you don't have any intention of hiding it from us, so as a sign of sincerity, I will talk to you openly and honestly," West said.

To be honest, if a dragon wants to conceal his identity, he can do it more perfectly.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"The manager said you were seriously injured to the point of urinating blood, but I don't think you are critically ill at all." West looked up and down at Terry Boy.

"Do you know how many years I've been a Guardian?"

"I don't know, a hundred years? Or a thousand years?"

"Five hundred years, if it takes a thousand years, I can retire." Terry Boy said: "But even if it is only five hundred years, I am tired of facing those twisted and abnormal things all day long. A natural creature, but I can't initiate a war. I am the guardian of nature. The only thing I have to do is maintain the status quo. It's really a bastard's rule."

West was a good listener, and at least when Terry Boy complained, he showed no signs of boredom.

"Then the little girl Bloody Mary came to me and offered me a good plan. Of course, her charges were not cheap."

"So, the so-called injury is actually a double-act scam between you and the 23rd generation Blood Mary? You can't provoke a war, but those unclean unnatural creatures can. What you want is to let them provoke a war?"

"Yes, and it has also attracted a team of powerful psychics like you."

"What about the benefits managers promised? Are they real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. Malone's promise is my promise."

Terry Boy looked at West with a smile: "So after you know the truth, how do you choose?"

"The truth is not important to us. The reason why I have an honest conversation with you is not only to satisfy my own curiosity, but also to ensure that we are not pawns trapped in a conspiracy."

"To be precise, you are indeed chess pieces."

"At least the characters we play aren't that hard to swallow."

"If you can let your boss who can kill dragons participate in this war, I will pay you more generously."

"Our boss has a collecting habit. Fire dragons, black dragons, silver dragons, metal dragons... He seems to be short of a Poison Dragon Dragon Ball. Can you provide it?"

"Okay, okay, he'd better forget it. I think he doesn't like the reward I offered."

"Wise choice."

…

Chen Zhao just learned that Ham had just completed the handover of arms today, and that the arms suppliers of Laos and the United States are all over the world.

Of course, Ham would not take the initiative to tell Chen Zhao how many arms he had received.

However, Chen Zhao roughly estimated that those weapons could allow one soldier to kill a tank and armored division.

Chen Zhao looked into the distance, where Ham and his men were trying out the weapons.

They also put Chen Zhao's photo on the target.

It was as if their weapons were not used to perform tasks, but to deal with Chen Zhao.

Of course, as long as they are happy.

These soldiers are more like spoiled boys.

Their weapons gave them great confidence and a sense of security.

At this time, Chen Zhao's phone rang.

"Mr. Chen, don't you have any travel plans today?" Ella Gonzalez asked.

"Sorry, no, but I will pay your reward." Chen Zhao said.

"Okay then." Ella Gonzalez was happy and relaxed. She had money and didn't have to work: "There seems to be gunshots over there."

"I am watching a movie."

"Well, have a nice day, bye."

Chen Zhao saw that Ham and others were almost finished testing their weapons, so he turned around and left.

They have been dawdling in Mexicali these past few days, and they are not just dawdling.

Instead, they are waiting for information. Currently, the location of Sara's laboratory can only be locked within an area of ​​500 square kilometers.

What is the concept of this range?

Almost the size of a medium-sized city that can accommodate three million people.

To find a laboratory in such a large area, and a laboratory hidden underground, is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Even Chen Zhao is difficult to find unless Chen Zhao is willing to spend a lot of time.

But Chen Zhao will definitely not look for trouble.

As the back garden of the United States, the intelligence network of the United States in Mexico is even more developed than the Mexican government.

Anyway, they will find clues sooner or later, and there is no need for Chen Zhao to be hot on his face and cold on his butt.

Chen Zhao was driving around. The scenery and urban planning and layout of Mexicali were quite good.

When passing by the University of Mexicali, I happened to see a familiar figure coming out of the school.

Zhang Yigang finished class and came out holding his textbook.

Chen Zhao parked the car on the side of the road, and Zhang Yi saw Chen Zhao at this time.

"You are...Mr. Chen, right?"

"Hello, Miss Zhang, wherever you are going, I will take you there."

"Thank you, no, I have to go to work."

Zhang Yi seemed a little defensive towards Chen Zhao.

"This is not close to the restaurant where you work."

"I'm not going to a restaurant, I have three jobs to work and I need to rush to a supermarket this afternoon."

"Come up, I won't eat you." Chen Zhao said with a smile.

Zhang Yi hesitated for a while and finally got into Chen Zhao's car.

"Mr. Chen, aren't you traveling with a group?"

"No, I'm free to travel."

In Zhang Yi's eyes, those who can move freely are rich people.

Although the consumption level in Mexico is not high, an outbound group tour will cost at least 10,000 to 20,000 RMB.

But if you travel independently, the cost will be high.

"Who was that lady that day?"

"I hired a local guide."

"What does Mr. Chen do? If I return to China in the future, I might go to your company to make a living."

"I run a small business, but I'm afraid I won't be able to support a talented student like you."

"I studied abroad in Mexico. I'm not a top student. To put it bluntly, I'm just gold-plated."

"I just open a small workshop and produce beer with a brand name. If you really want to go to my place, I don't even know what I can ask you to do, unless you are willing to work as a technician on the production line."

"I don't think Mr. Chen's conversation seems like that of an upstart who produces fake and shoddy products."

"I originally studied medicine, but then I couldn't work as a doctor anymore, so I changed my profession and became a small boss."