The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 51: The Line Team

Xiunuo held a book on herbal medicine in his hand. While looking at the things that existed in this world, he was thinking about how to practice Qi quickly.

The Qi Refining Stage is the symbol of officially embarking on the path of cultivation.

He was not thinking about how to gain cultivation, but was pondering whether to find a few homeless people or burn down another gangster's contraband storage site.

He should be being targeted by the LAPD now. He is no longer a newbie here. If he is really discovered, he will not be arrested, but it means that he will have to move to another place to live.

Judging from the current situation, this investment is not proportional to the risk.

From what I have learned about America these days, there are still many good things to like here.

For example, the methods used by those capitalists are perfect for returning to their own world to establish a sect!

Just as he was thinking about this, Xiunuo's cell phone rang.

Only a few people knew his cell phone number. After seeing the incoming call, Xiu Nuo answered the phone: "Fugui, you haven't contacted me for a long time."

Wang Fugui's voice was somewhat helpless: "Boss, you didn't contact me except for the time you went to the city center. How could I dare to disturb you?"

"What you said is different from what you did. What's the matter?"

"Well, Zhao Hong and the others are out of prison."

Xiunuo calculated the time and decided that it was indeed time for him to be released from prison.

"so what?"

"Zhao Hong called me." Wang Fugui said, "He hopes I can find a way out for them. Boss, what do you think?"

"I once told them that after arriving here, it is up to them how to go." Xiu Nuo said calmly: "As for how to do it, it is your choice. It has nothing to do with me."

"I understand." Wang Fugui said, but did not hang up the phone.

Xiunuo just waited silently.

After a while, Wang Fugui said, "Well, Boss, there are some things I don't know whether I should say or not."

"You and Jonas are really two extremes. When that guy asks me for help, he usually talks a lot of nonsense, but you, Fugui, you always hold it back. Talk about it, if I'm interested."

"My former boss found me," Wang Fugui said. "He was a little angry when he found out I had quit, so he threatened me that if I didn't continue working, he would send me to jail."

"So you want me to help?"

"Well, yes."

Xiu Nuo thought about it and suddenly laughed: "Do you know why I separated from Zhao Hong and the others?"

"I am not very sure."

"Because they were useless, but you, Fugui, were very useful at that time." Xiu Nuo's voice sounded like a devil: "So, Fugui, you have to tell me what you are useful for, right? Qiao has proved his usefulness with practical actions, what about you? Do you want to continue to be Wang Fugui, or the next Zhao Hong?"

Wang Fugui fell silent instantly.

"I know what to do, boss." Wang Fugui's voice sounded: "But, can I ask you something? What do you need?"

Xiu Nuo said quietly: "It's not what I need, but what you can provide."

"I think I understand. I will handle this matter myself."

"Good luck."

Xiunuo hung up the phone after he finished speaking. Actually, Xiunuo originally thought that Wang Fugui, the guide, would be of some use. However, after arriving in America, Jonas performed a little too well.

At that time, I had not thought that my cultivation would increase so much. I just thought that America was suitable for me to survive in the early stage, allowing them to compete with each other and contain the local natives at the same time.

However, Jonas is evolving a little too fast now, from a yearning for supernatural means in the beginning to a fanatical believer now.

Wang Fugui had also seen similar methods, but Xiunuo didn't know why, it seemed as if the Native Americans were more likely to go completely crazy.

As for Wang Fugui, after hanging up the phone, he dialed a number.

"Zhao Hong, I do have something I need you to do, but it may be illegal. Are you willing?"

Zhao Hong's voice was almost without hesitation: "Is it dangerous?"

"At least now is the least dangerous time. The Los Angeles Police Department is seriously short of staff. I can give you a salary so that you don't have to worry about food and drink in the United States for a year."

"What I need is a job."

"Trust me, you'll have more work to do after this." "Okay."

"I'll send you the address, come find me."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Fugui suddenly felt as if all his strength had disappeared.

I originally thought that I was following a boss with a promising future. Although killing people is as easy as drinking water for this boss, at least judging from the fact that he was able to directly incite the lawyer to defect, his methods are definitely not just those that he has shown.

Even with a bit of mystery.

However, what Wang Fugui did not expect was that except for the call on the first day, the boss hardly contacted him.

He knew that Jonas had advantages that he could not match. If the boss really needed someone, it would definitely be Jonas and not himself.

So, I need to do something.

So what can I do?
I'm just a snakehead guide.

He could see the changes in the two women and Zhao Hong, but he himself remained the same.

My current advantages are that I have a green card, understand America, and have some money, but it is nothing compared to Jonas. So what can I do?

Wang Fugui, who was already a little self-doubting, suddenly thought of something.

No, I have another advantage.

In other words, this is my greatest advantage!

You can contact the boss yourself!

Although I didn’t get anything, they did!

Thinking of this, Wang Fugui took out the green bubble on his mobile phone and sent a message.

Then, he waited anxiously.

After a while, the ringing sound of Green Bubble came.

Wang Fugui picked up the phone, and Linlin's voice came from the other end: "Mr. Guide, what do you think we can do?"

In addition to Linlin's voice, there were also some strange water sounds.

Wang Fugui frowned, then asked, "Where are you now?"

"Of course I'm working, in a health store."

Wang Fugui knew very well what these Chinese health shops were.

"You're going to be a technician?"

That’s right, 90 percent of the wellness centers in Los Angeles are massage parlors.

It’s just that they provide regular massage, and if you need it, they also provide regular touch.

"Almost. But the people I served were women. I learned these skills in the border prison. They also provided me with the job. Thanks to that man, I didn't know I was so strong. Most people can't handle a 230-pound black tank. Wait for me, I'll go wash my hands."

"Can you come?" Wang Fugui didn't want to think about that scene.
"certainly."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Fugui was still a little confused, but it didn't matter. He also received Xiao Rui's reply, and this time he took the initiative to call the other party.

After the call was connected, Xiao Rui's voice came from the inside: "I'll go."

"Okay, I..." Wang Fugui was about to say something when a strange cry suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

Wang Fugui's expression became more interesting: "You went to the health store too?"

"Ah? No." Xiao Rui's voice still seemed a little confused, although this word should not appear on her.

"What about that sound just now?"

"Oh, nothing. Someone just died. It might take me a while to get over there."

Wang Fugui: “.”

"Take a taxi. I'll pay for it."

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)