The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 200 This is what I want
Xiunuo doesn’t have to think about this.

Patchy next to him said, "I'm familiar with this. Addictive substances always have various names. But no matter what they become, their essence remains unchanged. My uncle always told me that no matter whether it's hemp or flour, as long as it's addictive, none of them are good. This includes nicotine and alcohol."

Hunter's eyes flashed with surprise, and he looked at Patch: "Hearing what you said, your uncle must be a very wise man, Patch. I think I should visit him when I have time."

"Then you'll just have to visit him in heaven."

Hunter was stunned at first, but he did not apologize directly like others did. Instead, he said, "Good people in America won't live long, right?"

"A good guy? No, no, no, he is not a good guy. He died on the way to transport contraband. He wanted to rob the thieves, but he choked himself to death."

Xiunuo looked at the rearview mirror, and saw Hunter's expression changing in an incredibly wonderful way.

"He should go to hell, Patch!" Hunter said through gritted teeth: "You are wasting my feelings!"

"That's not necessarily true." Patch said as a matter of course: "My uncle goes to church every week. He said he has been going there since he was a child and has never stopped. He has long been a brother to God."

Hunter: “.”

"Why should I try to understand you?" Hunter doubted himself.

Xiu Nuo smiled and took over the conversation at this time: "So it is contraband, right? You should have come into contact with this thing in the army, right?"

Hunter smiled bitterly, "Anti-terrorist operations are very dangerous. Even if we are careful not to use some combat drugs, morphine is indispensable. We got infected without realizing it."

"In order to treat my illness, I became addicted to drugs not long after I came back. That stuff did help me wake up from the torment of the disease for a short time, but when I woke up completely, I found that my savings had been consumed without me noticing."

"My body has been destroyed beyond recognition by those things. You know what I mean, boss? The most terrifying thing about these things is that only when you have no way to obtain them will you truly realize how hateful and terrifying they are. And by the time you realize that, you have already lost everything."

"When I say having nothing, I'm not just talking about money, but also family, friendship, and love. When you're madly using contraband, you don't even know how you're hurting them in the process. It's more terrifying to have nothing than to have no money."

When Hunter said this, the disappointment in his eyes could not be concealed. It was obvious that this guy's experience was definitely not as dull as he said.

"And then you became a homeless person, right?"

"I'm going to quit drugs first." Hunter grinned and said, "Thanks to the army for cultivating my will, and thanks to the high school education for giving me some chances to turn back. Otherwise, I guess even if I become a homeless person, I don't know when I will be unable to open my eyes."

"Although I was still a homeless person after quitting drugs, fortunately, I met Dark Gold Security not long after I became a homeless person. Believe me, before that, I couldn't believe that there was a security company willing to hire people like us. In the past, even if we applied for a job as a cleaner, we would be rejected for various reasons."

Patch said helplessly, "It's not their fault. After all, no one wants to have a madman around who might shoot at any time. So, now that you are a bodyguard, your mental illness must have been cured, right? If not, I actually have some money. You said before that contraband can help you control your body, right? I can provide you with this stuff!"

Hunter calmly replied, "You don't actually have to say the rest of that, Patch. I know what you mean."

Patch was stunned at first, then quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, no, I am comforting you, but what I said later is the key point! If you are sick, you really need to treat it! I don't want to be thrown into the sea by you next time." "Don't worry." Hunter gritted his teeth slightly and said, "The company's special medicine is very useful! I don't need to rely on contraband!"

Xiunuo laughed happily in the back seat, yes, you don’t need it anymore. Not only do you not need it anymore, you even added a cow and horse to the homeless shelter.

"So Hunter, a lot of your people should have come into contact with him, right?"

"Almost. But everyone's evaluation of him is similar."

Xiunuo pursed his lips, then said: "Tell Patch some of this guy's habits. He needs to make people believe that Allens really came to see him."

"If possible, can I know what it is, boss?"

"Of course, Will, you should know that he was the one who asked you to come here in the first place."

"Will Frank." Hunter laughed. "Of course, he was the one who found a bunch of us old guys to join the company, and he was also the one who helped us with the rehabilitation training. What happened to him?"

"You should know where he worked before. This guy carried out a secret mission, and then after returning home, he and his team members were assassinated. If it was just them, it would be fine, but their families also died in the assassination. Hunter, you know what this means, right?"

Hunter was stunned at first, and then a surge of anger rose from his heart; "Betrayal!!"

"Irons is one of the people who might know the truth."

"If it was him, I wouldn't be surprised at all. That's why we have to find out how he died, right?"

"Yes, I thought Will could handle this by himself, but it's clear that the gang had already responded the moment he started investigating. I thought Allens was an important figure, but now it seems that he is just a pawn that can be abandoned at any time."

"If that's the case, how did Will survive?"

"He was rescued in the hospital, but he has nothing left and it is impossible for him to stir up any more trouble. Maybe he doesn't want to spend money and energy to deal with a useless person. As for why he is fine now, have you forgotten who he is working as a bodyguard for now?"

Hunter suddenly realized: "Xiong En Barzel, a rising star in California politics."

But immediately, Hunter said: "But you should know, boss, the military doesn't care about politicians or rising stars. Unless..."

Xiuno laughed: "Unless this politician is more useful to them, so Will is still alive and well, but Aarons is dead."

"If it's you, they must have done it very cleanly, so it's hard for us to check."

Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "That's why I didn't plan to investigate it myself. No matter how clean they handle it, it doesn't matter. They will always send us new clues."

(End of this chapter)