Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

"Fuck! Don't shoot, that's my car!" Andrew shouted. He struggled to get up and saw that his car window had been shattered by bullets, which broke his heart.

"Andrew, call the police."

At this moment, one of the drivers said that they did not expect these people to be so fierce, attacking without warning and even stealing the car.

Shen Ling's friends had already called the police, and then helped the blond-haired man lying on the ground to his feet, his face still showing signs of fear.

"Damn it! Who did Shen Ling mess with that made me get beaten up!"

What happened today will be unforgettable for them for the rest of their lives. They will never come here again and will regard this place as a paradise for demons!

Inside the car, Anton watched the bullets whiz past his eyes without even flinching, and continued driving forward, pressing the accelerator.

Shen Ling was placed in the back seat, with two bodyguards sitting beside her, keeping a close watch on her so that she had no chance of escaping.

"Where...where are you taking me?"

Shen Ling's voice trembled.

But Anton and his companions seemed not to hear them, and no one responded; only the rustling sound of cars driving on the road echoed around them.

This made Shen Ling even more panicked, and she began to sob softly.

Soon, the two taxis came to a smooth stop on a shore at the San Pedro pier. Anton and his six men got out of the cars and then roughly dragged Shen Ling out!

Shen Ling looked around helplessly and pleaded, "I'll give you whatever money you want, please let me go."

Anton took out Chen Wan's photo from his pocket and displayed it in front of Shen Ling. "You know this person, right?"

boom!

Shen Ling looked at the familiar figure in the photo, and it was as if her mind exploded. She quickly shook her head, "I don't recognize you. You must have mistaken me for someone else."

Upon hearing this, Anton slapped her hard without hesitation.

Ah!

Shen Ling was immediately slapped to the ground, her right cheek swelled up instantly, and her makeup was ruined.

"I'll ask you one more time, do you know me or not?"

Anton's emotionless words rang out again.

Inside the apartment, Chen An waited for Shen Ling to reveal the whereabouts of his sister, which was the only clue he had left since coming to America.

"I know her. She's my classmate Chen Wan. She suddenly disappeared a while ago."

Seeing the murderous looks on the faces of those around her, Shen Ling finally couldn't hold back and admitted her relationship with Chen Wan.

"Is your disappearance related to this?"

Anton asked again.

Shen Ling was about to deny it when she saw Anton holding a small knife that gleamed coldly.

Anton said, "I advise you to think carefully before you answer, otherwise the response you receive will be more than just a slap."

The calm words reached Shen Ling's ears, but they sounded like the whispers of a demon.

"I don't know where Chen Wan is. After she caught the eye of Creek, she disappeared. I just arranged for the two of them to meet."

Chen An's face lit up with joy. Although he still didn't know Chen Wan's exact whereabouts, the name Creek would be a new breakthrough.

So Chen An asked An Dong to inquire about Klock's information.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ling quickly told her everything she knew: "Crick is the eldest son of the Crick family. He has connections to Latino gangs and wields some power in Los Angeles. That's all I know."

"I'm sorry, they threatened me to do this. Otherwise, they would have killed me or even forced me to become addicted to drugs!"

Anton remained calm. "Are there any other people involved?"

Shen Ling nodded. "Yes, it's Professor Richard at Caltech. Zhou Hao and Crick, who are classmates, are close. It was all his idea. That guy is the blond guy you just kicked down."

"Professor Richard was in charge of erasing Chen Wan's records so that the LAPD would have no clues and would naturally give up."

"It has nothing to do with me. I didn't expect Creek to make Chen Wan disappear. I thought it was just about drinking."

Anton gave a cold laugh. "But you invited her, didn't you? She trusts you so much."

Shen Ling's face stiffened as she watched Anton approach step by step, the small knife in his hand seemingly ready to pierce her neck at any moment!

"Wait! I have money! I can still find a way to get Creek to show up, don't kill me."

"Tell me about it," Anton stopped in his tracks.

"Crick is always surrounded by bodyguards and his whereabouts are very mysterious. His manor is also difficult to approach. I need to persuade Zhou Hao to call Crick out."

Chen An listened to An Dong's report and fell into deep thought.

Creek!

He almost wanted to memorize the name, and now he finally had a goal instead of wandering around like a headless fly.

As for Shen Ling, he didn't plan to take action now. After all, even in the most chaotic America, murder would attract the attention of special personnel from the counter-terrorism forces, whose efforts were far beyond what ordinary police could handle. They had the most advanced reconnaissance equipment and armed forces.

Even so, it would be difficult to trace him back to him, but it's not worth it at the moment. Besides, as Shen Ling said, we still need to use her to lure out Creek.

Meanwhile, Anton, having received his order, spoke to Shen Ling, who was kneeling on the ground, "I can spare your life for now. How much money do you have on you?"

Shen Ling burst into tears of joy. At this moment, she was more excited than at any other time in her life. She then quickly opened her bag and took out a wad of US dollars.

"That's three thousand US dollars in total, that's all we have for now."

Anton reached out and took it, then put it in his pocket.

"Remember! Don't even think about escaping Los Angeles. No matter where you run, we'll find you, just like this time."

"You have no choice but to cooperate. And if you tell Crick or anyone else about this, you can expect to get a bullet through your head in your sleep!"

Then Anton and his six companions got into the car and drove away, leaving Shen Ling alone, disheveled in the wind, who burst into tears.

America is too terrifying; she wants to go home.

She cried for a while, then slowly got up and left, dragging her tired body away.

She considered escaping and returning to her home country.

But Anton's words kept echoing in her ears, causing her to immediately abandon the idea. At this moment, only by having Zhou Hao lure out Creek could she survive.

.......

Inside the apartment.

Chen An said, "Hank, can you help me look up Creek and Richard from Caltech?"

"I'll get you a new computer tomorrow."

Hank nodded. "No problem, Anne."

Meanwhile, Anton and his six companions had parked the taxis in a slum. They believed that the two vehicles would be reduced to scrap metal overnight, making any investigation impossible.

After all, no homeless person would be unmoved by a taxi that isn't locked and still has the key in the ignition.

Having done all this, Anton and his companions returned the way they came.

"Chen An, we've found out about this Creek. His background is rather terrifying."

Upon hearing this, Chen An stepped forward and looked at the information Hank had found on the dark web.

Creek, the eldest son of the Creek family, is basically the same as what Shen Ling said, but the information is more detailed later on.

The Kerry family, whose members are mostly Hispanic, are involved in the Mexican drug smuggling business and control a certain area (the 18th Street Gang).

He also has connections with many political figures, including members of the FBI.