Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

"Very good." Susan nodded in satisfaction. "Your information is basically correct, and the green card application will go smoothly."

"Give me $15,000, and I'll get it done in three days."

Upon hearing this, Chen An took out a stack of US dollars from his pocket, pulled out two bills, and then handed the rest to Susan, saying, "Here is fifteen thousand US dollars."

Susan looked surprised. "You actually paid in full at once? Aren't you afraid I'll take the money and run?"

Chen An smiled slightly.

"Then I wouldn't mind taking action against you; it won't be as simple as just $15,000."

Susan ignored Chen An's words, put the money on the table into her briefcase, and spoke again, "You need a name that fits your American identity."

Chen An pondered for a moment, then gave his answer, "Mark Ann."

Susan wrote down the name. "Okay, Mr. Chen, leave this to me. I'll contact Carl once it's done."

"Is it that simple?" Chen An asked.

Chen An had previously heard how difficult it was to obtain a green card in the United States, requiring more than ten years, but now he only needed to pay $15,000.

This suggests that Susan has considerable influence behind her; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to accomplish this.

Susan smiled. "It's that simple."

"Goodbye, Mr. Chen." Susan then stood up, winked at Carl, and walked out of the coffee shop.

"Karl, is this Susan really that amazing?"

Upon hearing this, Karl slowly replied, "She's alright. She's good at socializing and can deal with various forces. You can ask her for information on identities and secrets; she'll usually provide clues."

"Really? That's truly remarkable."

Carl pursed his lips. "Boss, you'd better be careful. This woman is cold-blooded and ruthless. She only cares about money. She refused to help me before, so I broke up with her. Don't let her know about what happened yesterday. She might just sell her off to someone else for money."

"Won't she take the money and not do the job?" Chen An said.

Carl shook his head. "No, she's still very trustworthy."

Immediately afterwards, the two left the coffee shop, got into their car, and returned to the Graffiti Building.

Upon arriving on the fifth floor, Cameron was standing in front of the door. When he saw Chen An, he quickly smiled and walked over.

"Boss, here are today's expenses."

He then handed over several US dollars.

Chen An frowned. "Hasn't today even started? How come you're collecting money so quickly? And this amount isn't right."

Cameron said, "Some people paid in advance, and the rest will be paid in the evening. The surrounding area is now our Graffiti Building, and everyone is happy."

Upon hearing this, Chen An took the money and instructed, "It's best to collect all the money at night, otherwise it will be very chaotic, and you won't find it troublesome."

Cameron nodded. "Okay, I'll be going now."

"Go ahead." Chen An waved his hand, then led Carl and Emily into the room.

Chen An sat on the sofa, looking at the phone he had gotten from Richard, and asked, "Karl, what do you think we should do with these videos? Destroy them or keep them?"

Upon hearing this, Carl stroked his chin and said, "Boss, I think we should keep it. It might come in handy later."

"Okay." Chen An handed the phone to Hank. "Hank, list out the identities of all the people in the video."

"no problem."

Hank took the phone and went to deal with it.

"Karl, what are your chances of winning if I attack Creek now?" He wanted nothing more than to skin him alive.

Carl offered his insights: "I've heard of the Creek family. They have their own private bodyguards and a bunch of ruthless men under their command. They're all smuggled in from Mexico and are involved in smuggling and drug trafficking."

"As the eldest son, Creek would certainly have protection at home and when he went out, making it very difficult for him to succeed."

Chen An leaned back on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. "What if we lure him out?"

Carl's expression shifted. "If we lure them out, the chances are still quite high, but the Creek family will also retaliate and find us soon. At that time, the 18 gangs and even mercenaries will target us."

"That firepower could have blown up the entire Graffiti Building, though that's just a metaphor; they wouldn't dare launch such a large-scale attack in Los Angeles."

Upon hearing this, Chen An let out a long sigh of relief.

They're still too weak; otherwise, they wouldn't be so timid and hesitant.

"I have to take action against Creek. If I get caught, I can always find another place."

Carl knew his boss was desperate to save his sister, so he didn't say anything more. Instead, he fiddled with the dagger in his hand. After all, the situation was already so bad, how much worse could it get?

Chen An then picked up the phone and dialed Shen Ling's number.

"Feed?"

"Have you watched the video?" Chen An asked calmly.

"So, you've captured Richard?"

Chen An did not answer Shen Ling, but continued, "Did you manage to get Zhou Hao to agree to meet you? If you did, I wouldn't mind deleting the video."

"Yes, I've arranged to meet Zhou Hao tonight at the Rose Hotel. I'll send you the room number then."

Chen An smiled. "Very good, then I'll wait for your news."

He immediately hung up the phone. As long as Zhou Hao was captured, he could lure out Creek, which was currently the most successful method.

"Karl, there's an operation tonight, and I'll go personally this time," Chen An said, looking at Karl.

"receive."

........

At 5 p.m., Anton and 14 others returned and handed over their wages for the day: $2000. Since the suicide squad had only gone out at noon, they were short $240.

Two thousand dollars a day! I'll try my luck with the intermediate lottery later and see if I can get a green or higher entry, but for now, I need to head to the Rose Hotel.

Chen An, along with Anton, Emily, Carl, and two assassins, walked out of the Graffiti Building, got into a van, and slowly drove towards the Rose Hotel.

Shen Ling has already sent the address.

at the same time.

In room 601 of the Rose Hotel, Shen Ling was sitting on the bed, looking somewhat uneasy, when a knock came at the door.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ling quickly got up and went to open the door.

Standing outside the door were Zhou Hao, a blond-haired young man, and two black men. Shen Ling was startled by this sight. "Zhou Hao, what are you doing here with these two?"

Zhou Hao stepped forward and pulled Shen Ling into his arms, pinching her shapely buttocks with both hands.

"Two bodyguards, it's all because of what happened at the Rose Hotel last time."

"Don't worry, it'll just be the two of us tonight."

Zhou Hao then said to the two of them, "You two wait outside the door."

Then he closed the door and pulled Shen Ling inside.

Shen Ling breathed a sigh of relief; she had thought Zhou Hao knew something.

With two more people involved, will Chen An fail?

If this fails, I'll be in big trouble.

"By the way, what happened after those people kidnapped you?" Zhou Hao suddenly asked.