Invasion of America

Chapter 68 Get in the car, President!

As a local tyrant, Governor Ellison Parker also has his own troubles and constraints.

Politicians need to cater to voters, attract capital, and unite internally, so they attach great importance to their own image and personality.

Voters need to be coaxed, they like toughness, and it would be best if they could go into battle shirtless like the emperor, riding a bear and charging around, which would be so cool.

Capital has no stance and only cares about interests. They will support whoever can make them money.

Internally, power is everything. The younger brothers all hope that the leader will continue to be promoted so that they can easily follow suit and rise to the top.

Governor Parker attempted to demonstrate his toughness by putting pressure on "electric flight" and to gain economic and political benefits from it.

As long as the general direction is determined, the black box transactions, intrigues, collusion and betrayal behind the scenes are all minor details.

But Zhou Qingfeng actually escaped in front of the entire United States and the world. This made the governor who issued the order extremely embarrassed and became a laughing stock.

The assistant came over to comfort him, "Governor, a wanted order has been issued. The reward is $100,000."

"One hundred thousand?" The governor shook his head. "A million, raising the bounty to a million dollars would drive people crazy.

We must have basic respect for billionaires, and let the nation know that anyone I, Ellison Parker, target will never escape."
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Lisa and Anne were roughly packed into a seven-seater station wagon downstairs of an apartment building in Orlando.

The two girls' faces were filled with fear, tears streaming down their faces uncontrollably, and they looked so miserable that it was unbearable to look at them.

Half of Lisa's face was swollen like fermented dough, and Anne's neck was covered with bright red finger marks.

They huddled in the back seat, shivering and sobbing. Only then did they truly understand how terrifying the "danger" Zhou Qingfeng had warned them about was.

In the front driver's seat, the bounty hunter named Stock turned around and stared at the two girls like a wolf, "Single girls like you go missing in the United States every day.

Every day!
Some are unruly and unrestrained, some are lonely and empty, and some are naive and foolish. They may lose their lives just because of a glass of wine, a wrong word, or a moment of confusion.

Now, you two are standing on the edge of a cliff. I have a hundred ways to make you disappear from the face of the earth without leaving a single hair behind.

But I was merciful and didn't do that. Now be quiet and think carefully, where did that yellow monkey called Victor go?

Lisa and Anne were so frightened that their souls were gone, their eyes blurred with tears. They could only shake their heads desperately and beg in a low voice:
"We really don't know... He's known us for less than a day and hasn't said anything..."

The voice trembled like a dead leaf in the wind, carrying endless fear.

The neighbor's bespectacled otaku was also taken into the car. He weakly raised his hand and asked in a low voice, "Can I leave? I have nothing to do with this anymore."

Stock turned his head and glanced at him, as if he had heard a huge joke, and sneered: "Let you go? Do you think I'm stupid?

Let you go out and shout everywhere, spreading the clues of a $100,000 reward all over the world?" He snorted coldly, "Just stay put and don't make trouble for yourself."

At this moment, one of the men sitting in the passenger seat was looking down at his phone. He was startled, looked up, and interrupted in surprise:

"Boss, the bounty has changed! Just updated, it's now one million dollars!"

He raised the screen, which displayed the latest wanted poster. The string of zeros after the amount made him breathe heavily.

Stocker wasn't happy about the bounty increase. Instead, he cursed with a gloomy face: "Damn it, hunters all over Florida are going crazy. A lot of people will come to steal our business."

He looked back at the three captives in the back seat, his eyes becoming even more sinister. "You'd better squeeze something useful out of your brains, otherwise the rest of the journey will definitely not be comfortable."

After saying that, the bounty boss looked at his accomplice and said, "Find a way to check the surveillance cameras in this neighborhood. You're sure to get something."
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Zhou Qingfeng has not left Orlando yet.

He was just three blocks away from Lisa's apartment, walking aimlessly, holding a hamburger meal he had just bought from a roadside food truck.

The paper bag was stained with grease, and the aroma of the hamburger mixed with the salty taste of the fries filled his nose. He walked while taking big bites of the food, his cheeks puffed up, like a man who had been hungry for several days.

The blood collection center was robbed just to get some cash.

With money, you can move more smoothly, otherwise even filling your stomach will become a problem.

However, for safety reasons, he never stayed in one place for more than 24 hours. Like a wandering wild cat, he kept changing his place of residence, resting for a while before continuing on his way.

The hunt for Ellison Parker couldn't be rushed. He was growing stronger every day, and his growth curve would flatten out after a month, reaching its peak after six months.

After all, Ellison Parker is only one of the people ranked low on the hunting list, and there are more than a dozen targets more important than him.

In short, don't be impatient, be vigilant at all times, and wait until your brain recovers and your body is strengthened by more than half, then your success rate will be higher.

Just when I was thinking about how to find the next place to stay, a dark-skinned and energetic young man with dreadlocks suddenly appeared in front of me.

The guy was wearing a dirty, loose sweatshirt and holding a switchblade in his hand. He stopped an old lady in front of him as if collecting a toll.

The old lady trembled and obediently handed over the canvas bag in her hand without even showing any intention of resisting.

But there was obviously nothing valuable in the bag. Heipi flipped through it twice, spat in the old lady's face, and turned to Zhou Qingfeng who was following behind with a curse.

When the tip of the knife approached, Zhou Qingfeng was still holding a hamburger in his left hand and a cup of Coke in his right hand, and the straw was deformed by his bite.

He was reluctant to throw away any of his food, so he simply raised his right leg and kicked forward fiercely. The next second, two screams rang out simultaneously.

Heipi covered his crotch with his hands, his face twisted. There was a crisp cracking sound from his hips, and his whole body flew half a meter into the air like a torn sack, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Zhou Qingfeng was not in much better condition. He had not yet fully adapted to the enhanced strength, and his muscles and bones had not kept up.

The force was too great for his body to bear. He felt a sharp pain in his calf. It was so painful that he couldn't even put his feet on the ground. He could only hop a few times on one leg and barely hold on - it must be a fractured tibia.

The old lady who was robbed was stunned.

In her opinion, this was a peak showdown between two "spirited young men", and the one with red hair and tattooed arms was stronger.

The robber rolled around on the ground, screaming miserably and cursing non-stop, "You bastard, you're dead.

I've got you in my mind, I'll slit your throat, cut open your belly, and shove your dick in your mouth."

If there weren't a lot of onlookers on the street, Zhou Qingfeng would definitely shoot Heipi in the head to make him shut up.

"Young man, get out of here quickly." The old lady picked up her bag and whispered to Zhou Qingfeng not to stand there stupidly.

When she got closer, the old lady could see that the tall, thin, red-haired boy was an Asian. He looked like a gangster, but he was holding a hamburger in one hand and a Coke in the other, and he was lighting a foot on fire. He looked really funny.

"Do you need to see a doctor?" The old lady noticed that Zhou Qingfeng's standing posture was wrong and wondered if he was injured.

"No need, it will be fine in a while." Zhou Qingfeng believed in his recovery ability. It was just a broken bone, and he would be fine in a few hours.

"That's right. With such a small injury, if you go to the clinic, the doctor will at most offer some comfort and then give you a bill for several thousand dollars. You better leave now. This street is very dangerous."

The old lady misunderstood and signaled Zhou Qingfeng with her eyes, asking him to follow her.

Zhou Qingfeng readily agreed, and then he followed the old lady by hopping on one leg, and still refused to give up the hamburger and Coke in his hand, eating while hopping.

"what's your name?"

"Victor." "You don't live on this street?"

"I'm traveling from 'Todai'."

Knowing that Zhou Qingfeng was a tourist, the old lady looked at him again, nodded and said, “Indeed, there is no one like you in Florida.

You were robbed by gangsters, and you actually dared to resist. You were lucky, and your resistance was successful. But don't do it next time, or those guys will really stab you.

After walking about a hundred meters and passing through several narrow alleys, the old lady led Zhou Qingfeng to a two-story building.

It was a very ordinary townhouse with a mottled exterior wall and a few pots of wilted spider plants hanging on the balcony. It was obvious that the owner didn't pay much attention to it.

The old lady pushed open the creaking wooden door, entered the house, and shouted upstairs: "Harry! Come down and help!"

There was a sound of brisk footsteps on the stairs, and a tall mixed-race girl walked down.

She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and denim shorts, and her long legs were particularly eye-catching under the dim light.

She was about the same age as Zhou Qingfeng, thin but tall, with light brown skin that was smooth and shiny, and a hint of exotic charm in her eyes.

As soon as she saw Zhou Qingfeng, she stopped in her tracks and stared at him for several seconds without saying a word, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

The old lady didn't notice her granddaughter's strange behavior and continued to explain how she had 'picked up' Zhou Qingfeng. "This kid is very reckless. But if it weren't for him, I would have lost at least fifty dollars today."

Harry asked Zhou Qingfeng to sit down in the living room, and then helped the old lady to the dining room, whispering: "Grandma, this guy is a robber."

"What?!" The old lady's eyes widened in disbelief. She turned around and retorted, "No way, he was the one who was robbed. I saw it with my own eyes!"

Harry shook his head, took out his phone, and clicked on a surveillance screenshot on the social software.

In the picture, a man with red hair and tattoos on his arms is waving a pistol, exactly like Zhou Qingfeng.

"Just an hour ago, someone robbed the blood collection center. The police were too lazy to intervene, so a group of private investigators took over the case and posted pictures in the community group to find him.

He's so conspicuous, there's no mistaking him." Harry lowered his voice, his tone firm.

The old lady was stunned, her wrinkles deepening. She glanced back at the living room and whispered, "Should I tell him to leave right away?"

"Let me handle it." Harry took over the conversation, thinking that it would be easier to communicate with this guy of the same age.

Zhou Qingfeng walked over and asked politely, "Excuse me, can I use your bathroom?"

Harry couldn't refuse, so he nodded and said, "Uh... of course, at the end of the corridor on the left."

Half an hour later, the bathroom door creaked open and Zhou Qingfeng walked out. The grandfather and grandson in the room looked up at the same time and almost didn't recognize him.

The arrogant red hair is water-soluble and will turn into low-key black hair after washing.

The two flower arm tattoos were also washed away completely, and the nose ring disappeared without a trace and was thrown into the trash can.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng looked clean and refreshed, like an ordinary Asian college student, completely different from the image of the street thug before.

The old lady blinked, surprised but didn't say much.

Harry, on the other hand, seemed to have been struck by invisible lightning and froze in place without moving.

The large dark brown eyes that were unique to mixed-race people were wide open, and the pupils were filled with incredible light, as if he had seen God coming.

She opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but after trying for a long time, no words came out.

Zhou Qingfeng noticed the mixed-race girl's two unusual moments of daze. "Thank you for your kindness. But I can see that I've caused you trouble. I'll leave immediately."

The old lady came back to her senses, waved her hands, and said in a gentle tone: "Yes, this neighborhood is not peaceful, and gangs often cause trouble.

You provoked them in the street, they will definitely not let you go easily. You'd better leave early to avoid getting into more trouble."

Zhou Qingfeng turned around and was about to leave.

"I'll drive you." Harley suddenly interrupted, her tone urgent. She ignored her grandmother's puzzled look and quickly explained:

"Those thugs might have already set their sights on this area. It's too dangerous for him to go alone. I'll drive him out so he can get out of trouble quickly."

She grabbed the car keys hanging on the wall and turned to look at Zhou Qingfeng, "Let's go, my car is in the backyard garage."

The old lady frowned and wanted to say something but didn't open her mouth.

Harry's suggestion sounded reasonable. After all, rumors spread quickly on the streets, and those street thugs who had nothing to do all day might have smelled the scent and come here.

The old lady sighed and waved her hand: "Then be careful and don't cause trouble."

Zhou Qingfeng didn't refuse, nodded, and followed Harry.

The two walked out of the back door and saw an old blue pickup truck parked in the yard with a few scratches on the body.

Harley held onto the car door, turned around and looked at Zhou Qingfeng, took a few deep breaths, and asked calmly, "Mr. President, do you know how much the FBI is offering for your capture?"

Zhou Qingfeng knew his identity had been exposed. He glanced at the old lady standing at the backyard door and replied coldly, "You're very brave. Have you called the police yet?"

"No." Harry shook his head. "The official reward is unreliable. They might refuse to pay just because I called the wrong number.

I don't want to look like a fool and be ridiculed by the whole network.

People in this neighborhood never trust the police. But I guess as a billionaire, you don’t mind spending a little money to get help.”

"How much do you want?"

"A million dollars to move my whole family out of this damn neighborhood."

"No problem, that's a fair price, but I can't pay you right now."

"I don't expect you to pay now." Harry smiled and opened the car door, "Get in, Mr. President.

It is my honor to be your driver. I will do my best to serve you. I hope you have a good riding experience in my car.

The old pickup truck started up, drove out of the garage, and paused briefly on the street outside the house. Harley took the steering wheel and asked, "Where are you going now?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can hide. It would be better to find a place for me to change clothes again." Zhou Qingfeng had no specific target.

"No one's picking you up?" Harry realized something was wrong. "You're a billionaire, where are your men?"

"You are my subordinate now." Zhou Qingfeng looked out the car window, and a seven-seater station wagon happened to be driving by the side.

Inside the station wagon, bounty boss Stock was excitedly searching for surveillance points on the street on his mobile phone, while his accomplices were mainly paying attention to the front.

Lisa, who was sitting in the back seat, had half of her face swollen and was looking out the window sadly. Her gaze happened to meet Zhou Qingfeng's, and they recognized each other in an instant.

(End of this chapter)