An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

The neighborhood where Mike lives.

park.

Inside the medical tent.

After glancing at the text message on the screen, Lynn's initially good mood vanished almost entirely.

His brows furrowed instantly into a deep knot.

Another damn debt collection text message! It's disgusting, like a piece of chewing gum stuck to the sole of your shoe.

If I remember correctly, I just posted this two days ago, and now it's being bombarded again today!

After scanning the text message twice, Lynn felt increasingly disgusted.

Having been reborn, he hasn't even enjoyed a single good day yet.

As a result, he was saddled with tens of thousands of dollars in high-interest loans from gangsters right from the start. Who could he complain to?

Although I have now upgraded my equipment and found a stable way to make money.

But to completely clear this mess of debt with interest, it will probably take at least another half month of hard work.

Moreover, both the underground medical practice and the video incubation plan are still in their initial stages and require initial capital investment everywhere.

This loan will have to be postponed for now.

With a slight pout, Lynn was about to casually turn off her phone when her gaze suddenly froze.

He noticed that the wording of the second newsletter from Blackstone Credit Financial Services had subtly changed compared to the previous one.

Previous debt collection text messages all started with gentle notifications.

Now, it has turned into a cold, hard statement: "A mandatory accountability process has been initiated."

"Oh? Planning to use violence to collect the debt?"

A dangerous glint flashed in Lynn's eyes, but he immediately gave a nonchalant sneer, not taking it to heart at all.

If he had encountered this kind of debt collection before, he would definitely have been wary.

After all, Asians, being outnumbered and outmatched, are easily taken advantage of on this street.

But now? Times have changed!

Standing outside the door was Mike, a burly black man who could tear wild dogs apart with his bare hands, while Kane, who was about to be equipped with the "Equalizer" gun, was lurking in the shadows.

With this security lineup, if those debt collectors dare to get angry, they'll be beaten so badly they won't even recognize their own mothers!

Even if we take a step back and assume that the principal amount of Blackstone Credit's loan is not a large portion, the loan itself is still significant.

It's only around ten thousand US dollars, and with interest, it's not much.

At worst, when they actually come to us, we can just throw the money in their face.

With that in mind, Lynn immediately put her phone back in her pocket.

With a thought, the panel immediately appeared.

[Host] Lynn

[Age] 30 years old

[Height] 183cm

【Weight】 60kg

【已解锁情绪】感恩 LV2（150/300）、愤怒 LV0（20/100）、恐惧 LV1（40/200），敌意LV0（35/100）、爱慕LV0（80/100）、尊敬LV0（10/100）

[Skills] General Medicine (Intermediate), Street Fighting (Beginner)

……

Seeing the gratitude value of 159, Lynn couldn't help but smile.

Today's harvest is good, almost 100 gratitude points.

At this rate, [Gratitude] will reach LV3 in no time!

After a moment of excitement, Lynn raised his wrist to check the time.

It was exactly 3 p.m.

Although I left home later today due to Mrs. Hill's insane demands, I saw twice as many scoundrels as yesterday.

But these were all minor ailments like fevers and bruises.

Without major surgeries that could sever limbs, the speed of seeing a doctor is naturally incredibly fast.

As the sunlight outside the medical tent gradually softened, Lynn crossed her hands behind her head, closed her eyes again, and rested.

Following the usual practice of the previous two days, after dealing with these homeless people, he should have already driven back to Mrs. Hill's house.

After all, at night he not only had to personally guide little Katie in filming suggestive videos, but also had to help put out the fire of the ravenous Mrs. Hill.

The pressure of time management is immense.

But at this moment, Lynn remained as still as a mountain, showing no intention of getting up.

the reason is simple.

Now is not the time to "bump into" that aloof policewoman, Annie, at the intersection!

Based on observations from the previous two days, Ainiwei only started her duty around 3 or 4 p.m.

It's too early now.

Since the first day of his staged accident, he has already obtained three signed parking tickets from Annie.

Putting everything else aside, this policewoman has definitely remembered him.

At this critical juncture, continuing to clock in precisely on time every day would only make one seem cheap.

A master hunter must understand the art of maneuvering!

Intentionally arriving a little late can greatly arouse the other person's emotions.

The time is not right to simply miss a day.

Intentionally being ten or even half an hour late is the best option.

……

that's it.

We waited until the sun set in the west, until large swaths of blood-red clouds appeared on the horizon.

Lynn stretched and, with Mike and Kane flanking him, slowly walked toward the eight-times-used Camry.

This time.

Mike, who had been holding back his energy for a long time, was like a black bear guarding its food. He quickly rushed to the driver's door.

He flung open the car door, flashing a wide grin that revealed teeth gleaming whiter than the car paint, and bowed obsequiously: "Boss, please get in!"

Lynn smiled and shook his head, clearly pleased, and gave Mike a thumbs up.

Upon receiving the praise, Mike's chin instantly swelled up.

He smugly glanced sideways, wildly provoking Kane, who was half a step behind.

Clearly, he has completely regarded the other party as his biggest imaginary enemy in the workplace!

however.

Faced with Mike's childish provocation, Kane's expressionless face remained completely calm, not even sparing him a glance.

Just as Mike thought he had won back a point and was feeling smug,

The smile on his face suddenly froze completely!

Kane took two quick steps with lightning speed, then smoothly and professionally bowed his head.

He walked straight past Mike and steadily got into the driver's seat.

Then, Kane lowered the car window, bowed slightly to Lynn, and spoke in a completely flat voice:

"Boss, please get in the car."

boom!

Mike's head buzzed, his mouth slowly opened, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

An unprecedented and intense sense of crisis surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head like an electric current.

Lost!

I'm completely numb from losing!

I was acting like a doorman, rushing to open the car door, but someone else ended up becoming the BOSS's personal driver!

There's a whole class difference between them!

"Crunch!"

Mike rubbed his teeth hard, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe.

Damn it! With such a big brain, how come I didn't think of just acting as the driver!

"What's wrong with you?"

Watching Kane skillfully take the steering wheel, Lynn couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and cast a curious glance.

This kid's initiative clearly exceeded his expectations.

"Protecting the BOSS 24/7 is my job."

Kane gripped the steering wheel with both hands and spoke concisely, without any unnecessary words.

In his logic, if you're going to do something, do it the best!

Anyway, he's all alone now, so he can handle working 24/7 without any family worries!

"this……"

Lynn was genuinely touched by Kane's answer, but his expression became extremely strange.

This kid is loyal enough; I knew I hadn't misjudged him.

But the problem is, there's absolutely no need for that now!

His biggest enemy right now is Jack Ma, the owner of a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown.

But this old guy is most likely still lying in the ICU.

Even if they woke up, they would be in dire straits facing the IRS (Internal Revenue Service) and would have no time to bother with them.

The most crucial point is that this is inconvenient!

With such a cold-faced killer by my side, how am I going to flirt with that aloof policewoman later?

Back at the villa that evening, what if Mrs. Hill and I couldn't control ourselves in the living room or kitchen... We can't exactly have this kid standing guard nearby, can we?

He's not the kind of pervert who specifically films married women and their lovers!

I appreciate the thought, but it's unnecessary.

Lynn decisively knocked on the car window and gave the order: "You're off work now, you're free to do as you please."

"Boss, I don't need to rest..." Kane frowned, still wanting to persevere.

"I said, you're free to move around now!"

Lynn interrupted him rudely, then winked suggestively and lowered her voice: "Have you forgotten that you still have some important things to do?"

Upon hearing this, Kane's pupils constricted as he instantly realized what was happening.

Black Gun hasn't picked up the goods from the black market yet!

"clear!"

Having figured this out, Kane got out of the car quickly and decisively without any hesitation.

"I'll take care of it tonight."

After giving Lynn a slight bow and a brief farewell, Kane turned and quickly left, disappearing from sight in no time.

"Important business? What important business?"

Mike, who was still in the position of opening the car door, had his big eyes darting around wildly, and his mood instantly sank to the bottom.

Fake!

This pretty boy had only been here for one day when the BOSS assigned him a secret mission that even he didn't know about!

A sense of crisis!

An extreme sense of crisis surged into my heart once again.

"I'm gone."

Lynn patted Mike's shoulder, which was harder than a rock, got into the driver's seat, and stepped on the gas.

Boom!

Amidst a plume of pungent black smoke, the dilapidated Camry sped away.

Until the car's taillights completely disappeared from sight around the street corner.

Mike slowly lowered his waving arm, standing there gritting his teeth and muttering, "No way... the boss's number one favorite can only be me, Mike!"

next moment!

Mike whirled around, pulled out his phone, and frantically dialed his henchmen's numbers, roaring like a raging black bear:

"The plans have changed! Stop advertising only in the next block!"

"Starting from our neighborhood, expand outwards to five blocks in all directions! I'm going to make Mr. Lin's name resound throughout the entire South Side of Seattle!"

……

Lorenzo Avenue, intersection.

The red and blue police lights flashed rapidly in the setting sun.

Next to the police car, Annie was standing on the edge of the road conducting a routine patrol for illegally parked vehicles.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her, creating a visually striking scene.

With her incredible height of 178cm and a near-perfect nine-head body proportion, she looks like a supermodel who just stepped off a top fashion show.

Her neat, chestnut-brown short hair swayed slightly in the wind, and her deep, icy blue eyes exuded a chilling aura that kept people at a distance.

That originally serious and rigid dark blue police uniform was stretched taut by her suffocatingly terrifying size!

With each breath, the full curve seemed to challenge the physical limits of the button.

Her long, straight legs were encased in tight-fitting trousers, and paired with black aviator sunglasses that covered half of her face, she pushed the "cold and aloof" and "ascetic" feeling to the extreme!

As vehicles slowly passed through the intersection, almost all drivers' gazes were severely diverted.

Whether it's a pot-bellied older white man or a sleazy young black man.

Those bloodshot eyes seemed glued to Annie's stunning chest and round, pert buttocks.

I can't pull it out no matter what I do!

however.

As long as Annie's cold gaze, hidden behind her sunglasses, swept over them slightly.

Sensing the palpable killing intent, these audacious drivers instantly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, turning into quails and fleeing in panic with their feet on the gas pedal.

After all, no one would dare to provoke a cool and aloof female police officer on duty with a gun on the streets of America.

But today, something seems a little off.

Faced with these obscene gazes that she had long since become accustomed to, Annie did not simply ignore them as usual; instead, she felt an indescribable irritation rising in her heart!

She was even more irritable than during her period!

His delicate brows were tightly furrowed, and he exuded a terrifyingly low-pressure aura that kept strangers at bay.

Even her partner, who was standing two meters away, was so frightened that he shrank back and didn't dare to get any closer to her.

Annie didn't know what was wrong with her.

Her icy blue eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, would involuntarily glance toward the end of the road every few minutes.

It seemed to be waiting for something, or perhaps it was just a routine observation.

But every time I look over, all I see is an endless stream of cars.

And so, time passed by, each second an agonizing struggle.

About half an hour later, the sun completely sank below the horizon.

As the vibrant red sunset fades, the Seattle night begins to blend with the dim yellow streetlights.

The air was already carrying the salty smell of the sea at night.

"Sir... Commander..."

Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, the partner hesitated for a long time before finally swallowing hard and leaning over.

"Cough cough."

His partner cleared his throat and whispered a reminder, "It's been three minutes past the scheduled shift change time. We... should call it a day."

Upon hearing this, Annie's tall figure paused slightly, and her brows furrowed even more deeply.

He subconsciously turned his head again, staring intently at the end of the street where traffic was flowing.

His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

After a moment, she looked away and nodded: "Let's call it a day."

Although his face still maintained that unwavering, icy expression.

But deep in her eyes, a faint hint of disappointment, which she herself was unaware of, flickered.

hum-

Rumble~

however!

Just as Annie turned around and her fingers touched the police car door handle,

Suddenly, from around the street corner, came an extremely piercing roar, like the rumble of a dilapidated yet arrogant exhaust pipe of a tractor.

Swish!

Upon hearing the sound, Annie stopped abruptly.

Behind the sunglasses, those icy blue eyes, which were originally as cold as ice.

A dazzling streak of light flashed by in an instant!