Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Jess frowned, his mind racing, wondering if the other party's visit to the docks was because of the 18th Street gang's sabotage that he had bribed.

At this moment, he also felt some regret. He had been too impulsive and had now offended Andrei and Anton, leaving no room for maneuver.

It just so happens that there's a lot of dissatisfaction within the union regarding Andrei's situation lately, so I can look for a breakthrough here and block Andrei's orders.

After all, he had witnessed firsthand the incredible speed at which Chen An's men worked these past few days. It was ridiculously fast, making him envious and filled with regret. If he hadn't lied to Chen An, all the money he had earned during this period would have been his.

Thinking this, she couldn't help but feel resentment towards Chen An. When the other party was working under her before, he wasn't this fast. This showed that he didn't trust her.

He then drove towards the union building, intending to join other foremen in boycotting Andre. This couldn't go on; what was the point of someone nearing retirement earning so much? He should retire as soon as possible.

......

Sacred Heart Hospital.

Chen An entered the ward.

"Brother, you're here." Chen Wan was sitting on the hospital bed scrolling through her phone when she saw Chen An appear, so she sat up straight.

Seeing that his sister looked well, Chen An felt relieved and sat down beside her.

"By the way, brother, the doctor said I can be discharged tomorrow morning, and then I can move in with you."

Chen An smiled and nodded, "Okay."

"You did this, didn't you?" Chen Wan clicked on a video, which showed the horrific scene in front of the apartment building, and the news was reporting it everywhere.

Chen An didn't hide anything and nodded, saying, "Yes, these people came to me on their own, so I taught them a lesson."

"Brother, I want to do it myself. I don't want those people to die so easily." Chen Wan clenched her fists tightly, and murderous intent flashed in her eyes again.

The faces of those people were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Hearing this, Chen An said indulgently, "No problem, little sister, you can torture them however you want."

"Brother, I can help you. You know I studied law and I'm very familiar with the legal procedures here in the United States. You can ask me anything about this. I can also help you if you want to start a company later."

"Okay," Chen An said with a smile. "From now on, you'll be my company's exclusive chief lawyer. How can we function without you?"

"Brother, you're teasing me again. I'm not that amazing."

Chen An then used the shared perspective to see where O'Neal had taken the six members of Chenlong.

Beverly Hills, in the dark sewers.

O'Neal and Chen Long, among others, appeared here. The surrounding area was damp and basically a gathering place for homeless people.

O'Neal was lying on a somewhat dilapidated wooden board, making a phone call. The six members of Chenlong stood quietly beside him, their equipment temporarily removed, leaving only inconspicuous firearms such as pistols and rifles.

"Okay, thank you for your help. We'll be there in a bit," O'Neal said before hanging up the phone.

"Damn it! When have I ever lived in such a shabby place?" O'Neal stood up with some disgust and looked at Chenlong.

"Chen Long, we can move in a little while. Then we'll have a nice hot shower and this rotten smell won't be there anymore. It's really pungent."

As he spoke, O'Neal covered his ears.

"Mr. O'Neill, would you like to control all the territory in the South District? We can help you," Chen Long said.

O'Neal was stunned for a moment after hearing this. "Are you guys crazy? You've already caused such a big commotion, and you still want to fight? You'll definitely be found out. Don't get me into trouble again."

Chen Long remained expressionless and continued, "The 18th Street gang, you want to deal with them too, don't you? We have the ability to wipe out that area. Then you'll be the only gang leader in the South District. Aren't you tempted?"

O'Neal was torn by these tempting words.

Without a doubt, if he could eliminate the 18th Street gang, he would truly be in control of the South District, which was something he had always wanted to achieve. Now that the Blood Gang had been destroyed, only the 18th Street gang remained as a major threat, and he could handle the rest himself.

"What do you want to do?" O'Neal asked.

"All you have to do is lure out the boss of the 18th Street gang, and we'll take care of dismantling their territory and taking over their members. Finally, hand over the 18th Street gang leader and core members to us. The reward? How about three hundred thousand dollars?"

Chen Long looked at O'Neal with a calm and composed expression.

"Inviting the boss of the 18th Street gang isn't the problem; the real issue is whether you can really wipe out a gang without anyone noticing!"

He was somewhat skeptical.

"Give me a straight answer, whether you're going to do it or not. You can deal with the body later."

Upon hearing this, O'Neal struggled with the decision, but when he thought of the terrifying firepower Chenlong had displayed in the apartment, he finally couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"Okay, as long as you can take care of the 18th Street gang, I'll give you $300,000. I can even share some of the profits from the business with you, as long as you continue to work for me."

"Okay, it's settled then." Chenlong patted O'Neal on the shoulder.

"Haha, having you guys is my good fortune!" O'Neal couldn't help but laugh. With six generals like Chenlong, how could he not rise to prominence! "Let's go! My men are here, let's leave now."

The group then walked outside.

Chen An, watching all this from the other side, smiled slightly. He could solve the 18th Street gang problem and earn an extra $300,000. He killed two birds with one stone. He was truly worthy of his reputation.

Just then, the phone rang. Chen An picked it up and answered. Black Wolf's excited voice came from the other end.

"An, you've never been one to stay put!"

"You already know." Chen An smiled.

"It's been in the Los Angeles Times and the news, how could we not know?"

"By the way, just so you know, not only the FBI, but the CIA is looking for you guys. Be careful, and you'd better leave Los Angeles and come play cards with me, haha."

Upon hearing this, Chen An replied, "I will pay attention. Your weapons are of very good quality. I'll order some more later."

"Of course, that's all for now. Contact me again if anything comes up." Black Wolf then hung up the phone.

Before long, it was 6 p.m. Chen An immediately dispatched his assassins to various parts of Los Angeles to observe for any members of the Kree family, and to assassinate them if the opportunity arose.

He wanted to instill fear in people like Kerry Weddell at all times.

On the other side, O'Neal also got Hunter's contact information and called him to arrange a meeting.

The reason is simple: if there's a deal to discuss, the other party will definitely agree. The 18th Street gang is much stronger than the Crippled Gang, and given the significant losses they suffered at the apartment yesterday, Hunter has no worries whatsoever.