Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Afterwards, Chen An and the others got back into the car. The smile on his face disappeared, and he returned to his calm demeanor. He knew he couldn't cause any more trouble for the next period of time.

Otherwise, they will definitely be found out.

Now he has only two goals: to destroy the Kree family and, incidentally, to find his sister's body, whether alive or dead.

soon.

The three arrived at the Graffiti Building safely and returned home. Hank immediately came over, "Boss, are you alright?"

Chen An shook his head. "It's alright. How did it go?"

Hank nodded. "I've already covered up some of the surveillance footage that could expose us. They won't be able to find us, and even if they do, it'll be blurry. After all, you've all disguised yourselves, which should be enough to fool people for a while."

Hearing this, Chen An felt relieved and picked up the water glass on the table to take a sip.

"Boss, what are you planning to do next? Continuing to target the Kree family might be risky; the whole of Los Angeles is looking for us," Carl asked.

"Yes." Chen An nodded. "We will take action, but you don't need to do it. I have others."

Karl looked surprised after hearing this.

He had already guessed which mercenary group Chen An was the leader of, otherwise how could he mobilize such professional people as Anton and others?

Hope gradually rose in his heart. If that were the case, maybe the boss really had the ability to help him get revenge, and he had chosen the right person to follow!

"Oh, right, this is what Cameron gave me; it's $700 of today's earnings."

Chen An nodded and reached out to take it.

Hank and Carl then went to rest. Not long after, Anton and the other assassins returned one after another, all of them changed their clothes and moved into rooms on the fifth floor or above of the Graffiti Building, just like ordinary people.

Chen An leaned back on the sofa, thinking about his next plan.

Judging from the current situation, they can no longer launch a large-scale operation, and he also realized that it was too risky. If one person was implicated, the whole group could be wiped out!

So he decided to have a few assassins form a special assassination squad to handle dirty work. These assassins were not the ones currently in the picture, but those who would appear later.

He wanted to keep these assassins from having any contact with him, communicating mainly through remote communication, so that they would appear completely unrelated to ordinary people. This way, even if they were investigated, they wouldn't implicate him.

This plan is perfect, and this force will also be used to deal with the Kree family. He only needs to control everything from behind the scenes.

This made Chen An feel as if he had found the right way to use assassins.

Many people couldn't sleep that night, including Kerry Weddell, Los Angeles police officers, and Chen An.

At Kerry Weddell's home.

Many family elders were gathered at this time, and the atmosphere was somewhat heavy. Some people kept glancing at Kerry Weddell, who was sitting in the main seat.

They naturally received news of Creek's arrest.

At this moment, Kerry Weddell's son, Krydwin, hurried over. "Dad, it's all been checked. Everything my brother did during this period is on here. This is for the past three months; it may take a little longer if it's longer."

"Show them," Kerry Weddell said.

Upon hearing this, the two handed out documents to the elders, who then picked them up and began to read them.

He has offended so many people. Three months ago, he smashed up a gang's bar and crippled one of the men. Two months ago, he forced several women to spend the night with him. It can be said that every time Creek goes out, except when he is in the villa, he offends someone.

How are they supposed to investigate that?

"Mr. Kerry, there are too many people involved here; we simply can't investigate them all."

Kerry Weddell also looked at the document, frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed. "You must carry this out. Send out all your men to interrogate all the relevant personnel. We'll get some clues eventually."

"Well... if the old man sends out all his men, will we still be able to do business? Maybe they just want money. We can wait for them to contact us."

Kerry Weddell scoffed. "There's no room for negotiation on this. This is a notice. Find him in all of Los Angeles. As for business, you can put it aside for now."

Kriel and Creedvin's eyes darkened.

The father was furious when Creek was arrested, after all, he was the eldest son.

If they were arrested, Dad would definitely not have this attitude.

He secretly wished for Creek to die sooner, but of course he dared not show it on his face.

Kriel was the first to speak, "Don't worry, Dad, I will do everything in my power to find my brother and make those behind this pay the price."

Seeing this attitude, everyone nodded in agreement, but in reality, each had their own ulterior motives.

"By the way, if anyone can find Creek, I'll let him manage our overseas business in Mexico."

Kerry Weddell suddenly spoke again.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent, and everyone's face showed shock.

"Mr. Kerry, are you telling the truth?" someone asked uncertainly.

Kerry Weddell nodded. "Yes."

Now no one dared to take this incident lightly. They never expected that Kerry Weddell would bring up his overseas business in Mexico, which was a huge business, earning tens of millions of dollars a year. Everyone wanted a piece of it!

"You can leave now," Kerry Weddell said, getting up and walking towards the bedroom, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

He then sat down on the bench in the bedroom, looking thoughtful.

"No matter who you are, you have to pay the price. No one has ever dared to provoke the Kerry family like this, not even the Fandi family."

He was also heartbroken about giving up his business in Mexico, but what was hateful was that the other party had kidnapped Creek, his son with his first love, who had received the utmost care since childhood.

With that in mind, he picked up the landline next to him and made a call.

"Mr. Kerry, what's the matter that you're calling me at this hour?" A heavy male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I believe you already know what happened tonight. I need you to find Creek's whereabouts, using the methods you are skilled at."

"Five million dollars, we'll help you."

"Yes," Kerry Weddell said without hesitation.

"Okay, sir, leave it to us."

After hanging up, Kerry Weddell dialed other people's numbers again.

..........

The next day, early in the morning.

Chen An slowly woke up, and Carl was already in front of him, handing him the phone.

"Whose?"

Carl shrugged. "Black Wolf's."

Upon hearing this, he picked it up and said, "Feed?"

"Fuck! Ann, you're going to get me killed!" Black Wolf's furious roar came from the other end of the phone.

Chen An looked puzzled. "What's wrong, Black Wolf?"

"Was it you who did what happened at the Hogstown Hotel last night?"

Chen An's expression shifted, and he blurted out, "What hotel? I was resting at home yesterday."

Black Wolf said, "You don't need to lie to me."