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Some people even openly show the guns on their waists, just waiting to use them.

Of course, such a scene could not scare Henry.

Even though his super brain kept telling him that punching was the fastest way to clear the level, the fastest solution wasn't always the best one.

Once you make a bad start, there is no room for regret and you can only rely on your fists to get through.

So Henry never considered resorting to violence. He stated his request gently. "I just want to take her away, including the film that shouldn't be in the camera. Is that okay?"

At the same time, he slowly took something out of his pocket and threw it towards the man in a suit who looked like the boss, drawing a gorgeous parabola in the air.

The man in the suit grabbed it and saw the gold coin in his palm. He asked, "Where did you get this?"

Henry smiled and said, "One gold coin, one promise. I thought the rule was to just answer yes or no, without asking why."

"John called you Henry. Henry what? You wouldn't even say your name."

"Henry Brown, sir."

Without much hesitation, the man in the suit grabbed the gold coins, put them in his pocket, and nodded to his men. Everyone immediately made way.

Henry released his hand from Charlize's head and helped her up with a smile. He pointed at the photographer and reminded him, "There's still film."

On the other hand, he was feeling thankful. Luckily, the other party recognized the Continental Hotel's gold coins, which gave him a chance to end things peacefully. Otherwise, he really didn't know how he could have handled today's situation without any aftereffects.

The man in the suit raised his chin slightly, and his men immediately understood and snatched the camera from the photographer.

He didn't care about the photographer shouting beside him, he just opened the film cover and pulled out the film inside with quite rough movements.

In fact, even if he was careful, if the film was exposed like this, everything on it would be ruined.

The person who did it, of course, didn't care whether the film was usable or not; he simply tossed the film to Henry as a promise, and stuffed the camera back into the photographer's arms.

Seeing that the matter was successfully resolved, Henry asked the girl standing next to him with a terrified face, "Where are your things and clothes? Go get them, I'll wait for you. Then we'll leave."

"Wait a minute!" John Crosby jumped out and questioned everyone present. "What about today's work? How about the compensation?"

The man in the suit glanced at the exasperated agent. "Let's just pretend nothing happened today and no contract was signed. If there's no result, why do you think there's going to be any compensation?"

John didn't dare to get angry at the man in the suit after being interrupted. He turned around, grabbed Henry, and cursed, questioning him: "Do you know what you are doing? Do you think you are helping Charlize?

"Let me tell you, the pay for this job today is more than all her previous jobs combined. Do you know how much I've invested in her? With no return yet, I'm more anxious than anyone else."

Henry shook off John's grip and looked at him coldly. "I can go to the Screen Actors Guild and register myself. After a week or two, I'll get a background role."

"You've been taking Charlize for the better part of six months, and you've only ever brought her to places like this. Doesn't this just prove that your abilities are limited to this point? I think you and Charlize should just end your contract peacefully. Don't waste each other's time."

John still refused to give up and said sternly, "Do you think I would agree to such a thing? It's impossible. I tell you, it's impossible no matter what. She is my signed artist. She has to do whatever I ask her to do. There is no room for rebuttal!"

Seeing his collar being grabbed, saliva sprayed on his face. Henry still protected the trembling girl behind him and glanced at the man in a suit watching the show. He smiled and asked, "Can you help me with the contract termination? It seems that he is more afraid of you."

The man in the suit clearly didn't care about the matter and remained indifferent. He shrugged and said, "One gold coin, one promise. I asked you to take the person and the negatives away and pretend nothing happened. I've fulfilled my promise. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with me."

Henry pulled another Continental Hotel gold coin from his pocket and flicked it out using the same technique.

The man in the suit quickly snatched the coins from the air. Looking at the coins in his hand, he sighed and said, "Now I suspect you were either too bold to pay them to the hotel to keep so many coins. Or you must have made some extra money."

"Offer tribute? What does that mean?"

"Didn't anyone teach you this rule? Then you have to find a way to ask for it yourself. This has nothing to do with me. It's not something I can tell you." The man in the suit took the second gold coin and asked:

"How do you want to terminate the contract? The method I recommend is that if one of the parties to the contract ceases to exist and there is no one to legally inherit the existing contract, the contract will automatically become invalid. How do you handle it this way?"

Having been diverted, Henry didn't press the issue. Instead, looking at John, whose expression changed drastically, he said awkwardly, "Just sign a written agreement agreeing to terminate the contract. Going to that extent is excessive."

Chapter 295 Successful Termination of Contract

There was no need to consult a lawyer to draft the contents of the written agreement. Henry simply asked for a piece of white paper and a pen and quickly wrote down the document in accordance with the legal format.

The content simply states the names of both parties, who hereby agree to unconditionally terminate the brokerage contract signed on a certain date.

Charlize, who had been silent the whole time, signed her name without a second thought.

John Crosby, on the other hand, kept yelling, "You have no right to ask me to give up an artist I signed myself. I took care of her for so long, and she still owes me a lot of money!"

No matter what he said, John refused to even pick up a pen, let alone sign. He just kept recounting the trivial things he had done for Charlize.

After a while of commotion, the man in the suit couldn't stand it any longer and took the gun from his subordinate. He directly put the muzzle of the gun to the back of John's head, scaring the agent so much that he didn't dare to say a word.

The man in the suit leaned over and looked at Henry. "Boy, don't you think my method of terminating the contract is more effective? Since he doesn't want to sign that paper, let's use my method."

Without waiting for Henry to say anything, John quickly picked up the pen and signed his name. Then he threw the pen aside, raised his hands and said, "I signed it. I signed it. Don't shoot."

The man in the suit tossed the gun back into his subordinate's arms. His action was exactly the same as when his subordinate had previously thrown the camera back into the photographer's hands. It was truly remarkable how worthy of being his subordinate he was.

Henry also took back the written agreement, looked at its contents, confirmed the signatures were correct, and put it away. He then took out three rolls of banknotes and placed them in front of John.

"You helped Charlize in the past. I believe no one wants to see this happen. And I also know that you have invested a lot in Charlize.

"So, this money is compensation for your loss. Whether it's enough or not, this matter is settled today. I hope you won't harass her again in the future."

After saying that, Henry followed Charlize to the room where she changed her clothes. He waited at the door for a while, and when the girl changed her clothes and took her things, he took her away.

Throughout the entire process, none of the suit man's subordinates stepped forward to stop him, and they were very trustworthy.

Only John Crosby had a sad face because the man in the suit took away two of the three rolls of money Henry had brought out.

Why did Henry roll the banknotes into tubes instead of folding them flat like the gangsters?

The reason is that it is difficult to count the money this way, especially when there are some counterfeit US dollars circulating in the market. This way it is easier to get away with it.

Henry destroyed all the counterfeit bills he had and didn't use them anymore. He just mixed small and large denominations in the banknote roll.

In a normal gang, if a subordinate receives such money from the boss and foolishly counts it on the spot, it can easily become a trust issue and get out of hand.

So most of the time, they just accepted it. Whether the gang members took more or less was up to fate.

But John's tears weren't just because he'd lost two-thirds of his compensation. He was even more blaming the man in the suit. "I sent so many girls to you, and I thought we were partners."

"Of course, that hasn't changed. But there are so many girls out there, there's no need to focus on just one. I'm still looking forward to the next one you bring."

The man in the suit tried to appease John, the cash cow.

However, John Crosby, the person who suffered the most loss, said unwillingly: "Huh, he thought that if he asked me to sign an unconditional termination agreement, the matter would be over.

"It conflicts with the termination clause in his previous agency contract. He won't win the case in court. His biggest mistake was not including the money he subsequently paid out in the compensation."

"Oh, you think so?" The man in the suit returned to his original seat and poured himself another glass of whiskey.

John looked at the nonchalant attitude and asked curiously, "Isn't that so? Without a consideration, I could easily overturn the termination agreement by claiming I forged the document, forged the signature, and was forced by him."

"Of course, I won't involve you. This is between me, that chick, and that damned arrogant, self-righteous hero."

The man in the suit placed the second gold coin on the table. "I think his failure to include the compensation for your losses in the termination agreement was actually a warning.

"Let me tell you, we abide by rules, but not laws. Today he resolved the matter according to rules and laws. If you want to argue with him about the law, don't blame him for following our rules.

"In the worst-case scenario, I'll have to side with him and help resolve this dispute. After all, I agreed to help resolve this matter, and if you make a scene, it's my reputation that's being damaged."

This was a serious warning. John Crosby calmed down instantly and looked at the man in the suit with a puzzled look. "Who is that Henry Brown? Do you know him?"

"I vaguely heard of this name. But the fact that he can produce the gold coin means he's on my side. Just remember one thing: the fee the corpse collector charges for disposing of the body is just one gold coin. What do you think the price he'll have to pay to silence you forever?"

Frightened by such a blunt warning, John was speechless. In the end, he could only utter: "Damn it!"

Henry, who was half-supporting and half-carrying Charlize Theron out of the studio, saw the taxi he was in. He opened the back door, pushed the distraught girl into the car, and then got in himself.

The driver asked immediately, "No trouble, huh? Looks like no one's shooting anyone."

"Yeah, I'm lucky. I met a group of reasonable people." Henry said with a smile, then looked at the driver in the front seat and said, "I was delayed a little longer. I thought you would leave first."

"I've accepted your tip, so I think I can wait a little longer. Besides, if we wait any longer, I can help you call the police, but that's the best I can do. Now it seems that the person you wanted to save has been successfully rescued."

Henry laughed it off. "I'm not trying to save anyone. She's just a friend of mine. She had to go somewhere else. She just asked me to come and keep her company."

The driver didn't want to ask about the backseat passenger's reticent words. He instead asked, "Where are you going?"

After giving the address of old Gary's apartment building, the taxi started off.

Looking at the girl who was still trembling slightly beside him, Henry touched her shoulder lightly and asked, "It's okay now. Let's go home."

A simple word, a gentle touch, was like turning on a switch, and Charlize Theron fell into Henry's arms, sobbing softly.

No one could imagine how terrifying that situation must have been for a young girl who had come to a foreign country alone, even though she could hide her fear in front of the camera and show what others called a seductive expression.

So she called a stranger and asked for help. When she heard the answering machine answer, Charlize didn't know whether she felt despair or relief.

Thank God, he finally appeared like a knight on a white horse and rescued me.

Charlize Theron's mind was so confused she didn't know what situation she was in. She only knew that the powerful heartbeat in her ears was like a bewildering sound, gradually filling her entire world.

Chapter 296 Passion and Confession

The driver was a very astute middle-aged white man. At least he wasn't like the nagging black man who, regardless of whether the passengers were interested or not, would bring out his racial rap talent and nag the passengers to the point of wanting to jump out of the car and commit suicide!

The driver remained silent, and Henry simply stroked Charlize's head gently, as if stroking a cat's fur.

Of the three people in the taxi, only the girl sobbed softly. However, the sound gradually grew quieter and quieter until it was silent. The car remained completely silent, with only the roar of the engine as the only sound.

Because it was non-peak time in the afternoon, the taxi didn't take long to take the passengers to their destination.

Henry gave an amount of money above the fare as a tacit thank you.

Today's incident happened because I happened to meet this driver, who gave me some tips, so I was able to solve it smoothly. This is much better than having to fight through a hail of bullets.

Henry was helping the girl, who was like a puppet at the mercy of others, up the stairs. He was thinking about what to do after sending her to the fourth floor and back to her own room.

Sending her back and then walking away didn't seem like a good idea. Who knows if a frightened girl like this might do something irrational, especially since her roommates weren't around.

But it seemed strange to stay. It made me think I had some ulterior motive.

Who would have thought that after stumbling up to the third floor, the girl would stop as if she couldn't move anymore.

Although Henry could have led the others on their way if he had exerted some strength, he couldn't force it, as it might hurt them.

Just when he was about to ask the girl what was going on, Henry was caught off guard and was pushed against the wall and bitten!

Henry was a little surprised by Charlize Theron's initiative.

He had a hundred reasons to refuse, a thousand ways to counter, and ten thousand tricks to avoid it without leaving any trace. But in the end, he was still suppressed by an ordinary Earth girl.

This passionate feeling was quite new. Not only was it my first time in this life, but I had never experienced it in my previous life. The only thing that could compare to it was probably the feeling of slurping on escargots at the dinner table.

You have to know that in his previous life, as a man, before he raised his arms and shouted that the dog who licks the house cannot get it, he certainly had the tragic experience of licking but not getting it.

They say that one never grows wiser without going through anything. How is it possible to have such an epiphany without ever having suffered any setbacks in life?

I have spent money and time on the goddess in my heart, and the only thing left is to sell my kidney to buy her a cell phone.

For some unknown reason in this life, when Henry came to the United States where the culture was more bold and open, he did not dare to indulge himself and continued to live the same vegetarian life as in his previous life.

Until today, I was actually pushed back...

Well, Henry secretly hoped this moment would last forever. However, Charlize, clearly breathless, let go. She still held Henry's hands, pressing them against the wall above his head.

Henry felt helpless as he looked at the girl whose eyes seemed to be burning with sparks. "I hope this isn't just a way for you to thank me, a kiss of gratitude, and then disappear tomorrow. I'd be quite disappointed."

"Just 'quite' disappointed? Don't you like me?"

"How is that possible? Who would do this for a girl they don't like?"

"Then stop talking nonsense. Take me!"

How did a great battle end up in Henry's room? The process cannot be told, written, or described. It just happened that way.

In the end, Charlize fell asleep with the man beside her like an octopus, as if she was afraid that the man would disappear in her sleep.

Henry embraced the pitiful girl and responded in kind. Although it was not time to sleep, he let himself fall asleep without thinking about anything else.

But this sleep was destined to be short-lived. The naughty kitten at home pulled off the bed covers and jumped onto the bed to dance!

Oh, Henry had forgotten about this guy. But half asleep, he still kicked Katie hard and knocked her off the bed.

Charlize, equally disturbed, opened her sleepy eyes and looked towards the hazy tiger head at the end of the bed. Then she heard Katie open her bloody mouth and roar!

：It’s time to eat.

The girl, whose brain had not yet reached the edge of rationality, was silent for three seconds. Then she screamed three octaves high enough to lift the ceiling, which made Henry's mind clear up.

Henry quickly hugged the screaming girl and used his body to protect her, making her feel more secure. But Henry didn't have to do this, because Katie had already walked out of the room with a tiger step.

In fact, Charlize's scream was not a genuine fear from the bottom of her heart, but just an instinctive expression. But she was comforted, and saw the tiger walk away. Now not only did her rationality come back, but her mind was also cleared.

Looking at the man hugging her, Charlize Theron regained her normal expression and asked, "Is that a... tiger?"