Chapter 478 West Coast (Thanks for the reward!)

Chapter 478 West Coast (Thanks for the reward!)

"Mr. Jiang, you have had a hard journey. I am Peter. Director Fei asked me to pick you up. Your hotel has been arranged."

Outside the airport.

A man in a suit smiled and greeted the approaching Jiang Chen and his group with a flattering smile.

This is California.

Los Angeles is known as the City of Angels.

Hollywood, which leads the global fashion and film industries, is located on the outskirts of the northwest of the city.

“Thank you.”

Jiang Chen, who flew from Paris, was approachable and nodded with a smile.

Peter opened the car door, "Please."

Jiang Chen and Pei Yunxi got into the car.

Peter walked around to the driver's seat, opened the door and was about to sit in, but a strong arm stopped him.

"You get in the car at the back."

Peter turned his head and saw a pair of indifferent and cold eyes.

Peter's heart tightened and he subconsciously let go of his hand.

At the same time.

Anabel on the other side of the car has already sat in the passenger seat.

Dawn took his place and got into the car.

"Get in the car." Bai Haoran turned around and walked towards the car behind.

Peter could only settle for the next best thing.

Two cars left the airport one after the other.

Maybe his personality is a bit weird, but Jiang Chen feels that the money is well spent. He is worthy of being a person from the world's top security company, and he is indeed professional.

You can imagine how free America is, not to mention this is the West Coast.

The trend of hip-hop and gang culture permeates the streets and alleys. Only by having them by Pei Yunxi's side can people feel at ease.

Every place has its own characteristics.

Streetside.

From time to time you can see abstract graffiti all over the walls and people in exaggerated clothes.

Jiang Chen looked at it with interest.

There is a saying that goes well.

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.

The so-called world side is not just one side of the world.

Peter's car leads the way.

I have to admit that Thomas Felson is indeed a workaholic. When the big money comes, if it were anyone else, he would definitely pick him up personally, but he simply sent an assistant. .

But Jiang Chen really likes his personality.

"Director Fei is said to get carried away and ignore everything when making a movie. You have to be mentally prepared."

Jiang Chen teased.

Like those internationally renowned directors, Thomas Felson is also a well-known tyrant on the set, despite being pleasant in daily life.

Pei Yunxi came to Los Angeles this time, naturally intending to officially invest in the filming of the movie.

Even though she is now the chairman of the board of directors of K.E Group and has occupied a place among the world's richest women, in life, in addition to fighting for money, she also has the pursuit of ideals.

Perhaps because he was tired, Pei Yunxi closed his eyes to rest and said nothing.

Dawn drives very steadily.

It is understood that neither he nor his partner on this security mission are Americans.

Annabelle, the namesake of the famous horror film, is from Poland, while Dawn is Austrian.

"Whoosh..."

A car passed by in a flash, with the window open, and the two cars almost collided.

Music was obviously playing in the other person's car. Several people in the car were swaying passionately to the rhythm, and they kept shouting provocations at passing vehicles.

This situation, if it were in China, would most likely be drunk driving, but here, there is another possibility, and that is getting high.

In the Free Beacon, smoking illegal substances is nothing to make a fuss about. It is even a trend. Half of the young people in America have the experience of smoking fans at parties, parties, and nightclubs. It is a necessary condiment.

What’s even more fantastic is that in order to facilitate drug addicts to find happiness, some states have even begun to set up legal powder zones.

History is always surprisingly similar.

The late feudal dynasty of China's last generation seemed to be a similar grand scene.

Jiang Chen glanced at it.

A big gold chain, a big gold watch, and tattoos all over his arms. Among them is a black guy wearing sunglasses and a turban. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he should be rapping along with the music.

How authentic the West Coast.

Not only are they yelling, but their driving behavior is very dangerous, swaying left and right on the road, causing other vehicles to avoid them.

They are proud of it and become more and more aggressive.

If you encounter road rage, you may have to yell a few times, but don't doubt the professionalism of professional mercenaries.

Dawn, who was driving, didn't care about these gangsters. He accelerated and tried to pass, but the opponent came close to him like a porcelain. Dawn stepped on the accelerator and avoided it in time.

One of the bodyguard rules.

Not much ado about nothing.

Annabelle, who was in the passenger seat, turned and glanced at the car.

This glance made the few excited West Coast youths notice her, and they suddenly became elated. The driver stretched one hand out of the window and slapped the door, as if to attract Annabell's attention. Others whistled teasingly.

There are still certain differences between the aesthetics of the East and the West.

Perhaps in Jiang Chen's view, the tough and wild Annabell's appearance is not outstanding, but in the eyes of Westerners, it may be different.

Even though Dao En deliberately accelerated and wanted to leave, the other party pursued him relentlessly.

“Bang!”

The two cars bumped slightly.

The tremor of the car made Pei Yunxi, who had closed his eyes to rest, open his eyes.

The car started to come close to the side again, and several people kept yelling strangely.

“Stop.”

Annabelle spoke up.

Dawn hit the brakes.

The old-fashioned sports car that had been modified countless times and had a colorful body also stopped.

“Hi, beauty, you are so hot.”

Annabelle opened the door and got out of the car.

Those delinquent youths were still in a state of excitement and did not realize the seriousness of the problem at all. Seeing Annabelle’s figure was so hot, their laughter became even louder. They got out of the car one after another, squealed, and kept spitting out some Dirty words.

“Have you been to Los Angeles before?”

Jiang Chen asked.

“I came once.”

“Is it always like this?” Jiang Chen turned his head.

Pei Yunxi looked calm and replied: "Maybe you are lucky."

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.

Two cars were parked on the road.

Outside the car.

With a sinister smile, the white man with flowery arms had already approached Annabel, reaching out to grab the big wave that was shouting in his heart, "Wow."

Jiang Chen watched quietly, already mourning for him in his heart.

Annabelle, who was almost surrounded, had no expression on her face, and grabbed the man's wrist with her backhand, immediately immobilizing him.

“Crack!”

The wrist was easily twisted off.

Then a standard kick came out, cruel and violent.

"Bang!"

The white young man with flowery arms immediately flew out and collided with the sports car. The car seemed to have moved a certain distance.

The guy's face was twisted, and he knelt on the ground. One hand was twisted in horror, and the other hand instinctively covered his crotch. The veins in his neck were bulging. He was almost suffocating in pain, and he couldn't even scream. come out.

“Bitch!”

The remaining people were stunned, and then angrily rushed towards Annabel, but how could these scum be the opponents of professional mercenaries.

Ten million dollars a year is not something that ordinary people have the confidence to take.

As if it were overwhelming, Annabell knocked down two more people in the blink of an eye, not killing her, but her hands and feet were twisted.

Pei Yunxi had already turned his head to the other side.

"Ah..."

The few people who were running rampant on the road just now fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

The last remaining black man was frightened and trembling. He had no idea that this sexy blond girl with big boobs could be so scary. He suddenly woke up as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him. He turned around and rushed to the car, obviously intending to take out the guy.

But Annabell didn't give him a chance.

As soon as the black guy put an arm into the car, the car door suddenly closed as if it had been hit hard.

"Crack!" The violent attack seemed to cover up the sound of cracking bones!

It was Jiang Chen, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

“Ah!!!”

The black man screamed heartbreakingly, but his bad luck did not end. Annabell grabbed his hair and dragged him out. Then he pressed his head and hit it against the car window.

"Bang!"

The car window shattered.

Annabell didn't stop. She dragged the black man with a bloody head and smashed the car door again.

For a moment.

Two times.

Three times.

The door is dented.

And the blood spread.

The black man's body twitched unconsciously and gradually became silent.

When Annabel let go, he fell limply to the ground, unconscious, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

In the car parked ahead, Peter was frightened as he witnessed everything through the rearview mirror.

Annabelle turned around and got in the car as if nothing had happened.

"Beep..."

Dawn honked the horn.

“Let’s go.”

Bai Haoran reminded, and at the same time, he took a gentle breath,

He felt that he was already cruel, but now he realized , it’s really like sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

That’s right.

Not to mention such small scenes, these professional mercenaries are probably accustomed to real battlefields filled with bullets and bullets.

To them, people are probably not much different from animals.

Peter woke up from a dream, wiped his cold sweat, and started the car.

Dawn followed.

Shocked drivers and passers-by picked up their mobile phones in panic and called the police.

The two cars left the incident area.

The atmosphere inside the car was quiet and dull.

Jiang Chen is naturally not worried about the aftermath. With Heishui's ability, it will definitely be easy to handle such a small matter.

He glanced at Pei Yunxi.

Although there was no difference on the other side, from the fact that she no longer closed her eyes to rest, it could be seen that the scene just now had a certain impact on her.

Compared to the shooting at the Parc des Princes, the scene just now was not too bloody, but it showed no less cruelty.

Especially Annabel's appearance as if nothing had happened, which is enough to illustrate her cold nature.

But it’s completely understandable.

For people like Annabell, the first rule when dealing with an enemy must be to first disintegrate the opponent's ability to resist.

Not to mention professional mercenaries like them, even American police often shoot indiscriminately when arresting suspects.

This is culturally determined.

After all, this is a country filled with guns.

If you show mercy, no one can guarantee whether the other party will take out his dick and treat you to two bullets in the next second.

But for Pei Yunxi, it would inevitably be a little uncomfortable to have someone as cruel as Annabell stay by his side to protect his own safety.

“In the future, we will treat this kind of bastard with small punishments and big warnings.”

Jiang Chen coughed slightly, not that he thought Annabel was wrong, such a scum would not be a pity to die, he was Consider Pei Yunxi's feelings.

"What is the specific limit between small punishment and big warning?"

Annabel's rhetorical question left Jiang Chen speechless.

Not offensive.

But Jiang Chen couldn't reply at all.

“I understand.”

Dawn spoke to resolve Jiang Chen’s embarrassment.

He seemed to understand what Jiang Chen meant.

It is nothing more than trying to prevent these violent scenes from being seen by the protection targets.

Money can make the world go round.

For the sake of ten million US dollars, these two mercenaries who licked blood with their swords were quite obedient to Jiang Chen.

“Let me ask you a question, if the four people just had guns, could you handle it?”

Jiang Chen asked curiously.

According to what I learned from Bai Haoran, Annabel and Dawn are Class A mercenaries registered by Blackwater Company.

Bai Haoran didn't know the specific rating criteria, but Class A mercenaries were already the highest rating of Blackwater Company.

As for the so-called SSS level, the mercenary king, that is a novel.

Blackwater Company has more than 20,000 registered mercenaries, and there are even countless more unregistered and "part-time" mercenaries.

Among them, there are very few that can be rated as A.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to ask for the sky-high price of five million US dollars at the first opening.

Do you really think money is so easy to make?

Annabelle did not respond to this question. I don’t know if she was thinking about it or because she thought this question was too idiotic.

Compared to her, Dawn was obviously more humane and explained: "The scoring situation, if it was as close as just now, they would not have a chance to shoot."

Awesome.

It seems that Hollywood blockbusters are not fabricated out of thin air.

"Isn't it said that a gun is fast from seven steps away, but a gun is fast and accurate within seven steps?"

Jiang Chen subconsciously said.

Dawn fell silent.

“Have you ever failed in your previous missions?”

Jiang Chen continued to ask.

Not to mention, these professional mercenaries were too far away for him before, just like fictional stories. He was really curious about the lives of these people.

"No."

Dawn's answer was plain and decisive.

“Awesome.”

Jiang Chen sighed and asked again: “What types of tasks have you been engaged in before?”

Generally, when companies recruit employees, they will look at resumes first.

The same is true for domestic security companies. The security company will send a bunch of information according to the employer's requirements and let the employer choose on his own.

It can be placed on professional mercenaries abroad, but it is obviously not applicable.

The resume of a mercenary cannot be easily revealed to others.

Anyway, the information Bai Haoran learned was very limited. Except that the two were A-level mercenaries, he knew nothing else.

After all, you must know that mercenaries are not only responsible for protecting people.

Many tasks cannot be seen in the light, or are considered high-level secrets.

"Our mission is only to ensure the safety of the target. For other irrelevant questions, you can consult Blackwater."

The person who responded this time was Annabelle.

The answer is quite good

--major.

Jiang Chen was speechless and quite embarrassed.

Pei Yunxi raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced at him with a half-smile.

Don’t say it.

She actually likes the character of this "female bodyguard" now.

The car stopped in front of a five-star hotel.

The room has been opened.

"Mr. Jiang, this is the room key. Director Fei has specially prepared a welcome reception for you tonight. Please be sure to enjoy it."

Jiang Chen was a little surprised, he didn't expect Fersen Such a workaholic still has this thought.

Of course he will not refuse the other party's kindness.

"Director Fei, thank you for your trouble."

"Those guys should rest first, I'll pick you up later."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Peter glanced at Annabel with some fear, then turned and left.

"Let's take a rest first."

(End of this chapter)