Sweet Pillow Pet: The CEO's Exclusive Wife

Chapter 181 Los Angeles

Los Angeles, USA.

Musi Shen has a casual hoodie, jeans, sneakers, and an old-fashioned khaki backpack. This outfit is no different from that of American youths on the street.

He shuttled among the crowd, holding a card in his hand, searching on his mobile phone from time to time, and occasionally asking for directions.

This is the third day he has come to the United States. During these three days, he has traveled to three major cities.

Today, he came to Los Angeles and was looking for the slums of Los Angeles.

In the end, the bearded man couldn't stand the psychological offensive, just like the suspects who were arrested and interrogated separately. As long as they told them that whoever confessed first would be less guilty, the accomplices would be suspicious of each other, and the fortress formed quickly It will cease to exist, and they will scramble to tell the whole story.

This is the case with the bearded man. After Du Yuming and Mu Xishen said something, and then told him that his accomplice's statement was different from his, he quickly collapsed.

How did he arrive in the United States, how many people were with him, and where Lin Qing was thrown out of the car, he told everything verbatim, and every detail was clearly stated.

However, after all, the level of education is there. He only knows that it is the United States, and it is a slum. He can't tell which state or city the slum is.

In Xijing, he was a local snake, but in the United States, he was just a caterpillar walking blindfolded.

This greatly increases the difficulty for Mu Xichen to find. There is more than one slum, and which slum Lin Qing was abandoned in can only be found by feeling a little bit.

At the same time, he used all his connections in the United States to pay close attention to media trends to see if there were any negative reports about slums, such as shootings, robbery, rape and other cases.

After walking around, Mu Xichen determined the approximate location, returned to the parking lot, and drove the car towards the slums.

The slums in the United States are different from most countries, such as China, where poor people are mostly located in remote mountains and suburbs, and will definitely not exist in prosperous big cities.

America's slums are hidden in the bustling urban areas.

Those rich people don't like the hustle and bustle of the bustling city. Most of them moved out of the city and found quiet and remote suburbs to settle down.

This has resulted in the degeneration of the central city area, and many people are unemployed as a result.

Behind the high-rise buildings, the distance from the slums is only a few steps away.

The road was relatively flat, but gradually, the buildings on both sides became obviously dilapidated, with mottled walls, rubbish everywhere, lazy homeless people strolling on the road, and some people were rummaging for something in the trash can.

The car ran over the garbage bags that were casually discarded on the road, and suddenly a sour smell of yellow water came out.

Mu Xi frowned deeply, walking slowly on such a road.He couldn't drive fast, and he was walking at a slow speed, with a pair of black eyes, looking to both sides.

Soon, there was a tall black man smiling at the car with a big yellow mouth.

He wobbled over.

Mu Xishen saw this man in the rearview mirror, kept his expression on his face, and suddenly accelerated when the black man was about to approach, the man flew into the air and landed directly on the road.

The black man got up from the ground, screaming.

The movement on his side attracted more people's attention. Many human heads suddenly appeared in the doorway or tent that looked dilapidated and crumbling. The filthy face seemed to have not been washed for many years. The only thing that was a little bit angry was those eyes, and they all looked in this direction.

In their opinion, it is really stupid to drive such a nice car to this place.

After seeing the outline of a figure through the car window, they felt that the people in the car were even more stupid. Didn't they come to their door to die? If they didn't do it, even the car would be destroyed by them.

Next, it was a scene that often appeared in movies, a crowd of people rushed towards one direction.

The blacks who fell behind couldn't help screaming when they saw so many people coming. He discovered this first, how could these people take the lead.

He rushed over again, from behind, and slammed his fist against the car window.

Mu Xichen frowned, watching all this happened.

In the past few days, I have been used to such situations, but every time, I still can't help but feel disgusted in my heart.

Especially this time.

So many young people seem to be strong and strong, why don't they find a job, even if the income is low, it is not a problem to support themselves, they are all willing to be moths, willing to do some shady activities.

Mu Xi sank among these people, searching quickly, hoping to find a figure of a woman.

But his hopes were in vain, nothing was found, it was all bums, dirty bums.

As those people got closer and closer, Mu Xi pursed his lips, lowered the window of the car, and threw a stack of banknotes out. The crowd suddenly became chaotic, and the homeless people began to join the army of banknotes crazily.

The amount of banknotes thrown out was considerable, and even those who arrived at the end snatched a few, enough for them to eat and drink for a while.

There was excitement on everyone's face.

Money can avoid disaster, and money can make ghosts turn the clock. Mu Xishen used the most traditional trick.

Seeing these people excitedly waving the banknotes in their hands, and their filthy faces shining brightly, Mu Xishen opened the car door and got out of the car.

Now when these people see him, it is almost as if they have seen the savior.

So when Mu Xichen waved casually, many people looked towards him respectfully.

"Have you ever seen this person?" Mu Xichen waved the photo in his hand. The photo was enlarged. It was a Chinese woman with black hair and big eyes. The homeless people stared at it for a while and shook their heads.

"If anyone can find this woman, please call me, the phone number is on the back of the photo... I will give you a good reward, and I will guarantee you a worry-free life for the rest of your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, many hands stretched out.

Mu Xichen gave the photo to one of them, and suddenly the crowd panicked again, and there was looting.

These vagrants are not stupid. They knew from the time they threw money just now that this person was spending a lot of money. If they could find the woman in the photo, they really don't have to doubt it, and they will never have to be vagrants again.

Looking at the chaotic crowd, there were sounds of fists and kicks, some were screaming, some were swearing obscenities, all because of that photo.

Seeing this, Mu Xishen took out more photos.

"Don't make a fuss! I still have one here, one for each!"

The crowd suddenly fell silent, they all stood up and looked towards this side.

And the homeless man who got the photo earlier was beaten badly, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his eyes were black, he spit out a mouthful, and there was a bloody tooth on the ground. A crumpled photo.

Mu Xishen did not break his promise, and everyone sent a card.

These people finally dispersed in all directions satisfied.

The car continued to drive on the road. Mu Xi walked slowly, searching for any deep alleys. According to the bearded man, when the car was speeding past, he saw many small alleys. There is no end in sight.

However, there are no alleys here at all.

Mu Xichen was quite disappointed. It seemed that this was not the slum that the bearded man mentioned.

Just when he was about to speed up, he suddenly heard an unusual movement. A tattered tent on the right shook violently and then fell silent.

The car stopped, and he observed it for a while.

The sound of the engine seemed a little loud, so he turned off the car and listened attentively.

The tent shook again, and the ragged canvas covering it was shaken off, and an uncontrollable scream overflowed from the tattered curtain.

Immediately, he heard cursing.

"Bitch, give me peace of mind! Smelly bitch!" There were insults in English, and the sound of punching and kicking, but the woman made no sound, only heard the kind of shout that seemed to be held in her chest.

Mu Xi's heart sank, he quickly opened the door and got out of the car, and overturned the tent with one kick.

The black man pressing on the woman in the tent was suddenly exposed, his trousers were taken off, exposing the object under his crotch, his blood was spitting out, and he was very annoyed. Some frail Chinese men can't help showing their middle fingers viciously.

"Go away, you idiot!"

The woman under him was pouting in rags, and her wrists were tied up and raised above her head. When she saw someone coming in, her eyes were filled with tears, and she struggled violently.

It was a white woman with blond hair and those tan eyes, but she was beautiful.

The skin is also well maintained.

I really don't know how she was stuffed into a tent in this dilapidated slum.

When Mu Xichen saw that it wasn't Lin Qing, a gleam of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He turned around and wanted to leave.

He doesn't want to cause trouble, he wants to set aside more time to find Lin Qing.

However, the moment he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the desperate look in the woman's eyes, and felt a pain in his heart. He immediately turned around and kicked hard on the ecstasy. The ass of a black man who is about to commit violence is so inhuman, it is not human at all.

The black man let out a scream, jumped up, and slammed his big fists at him.

Mu Xichen is about 1.8 meters tall, and the black man is nearly two meters tall. He is a full head taller, and he is very strong. Standing there feels oppressive. His fist hit him like he was determined to win.

Mu Xi didn't dodge or dodge, when he got close to him, he turned slightly to one side, and the fist was empty.

The black man didn't expect him to be so agile, the force was too strong, he staggered directly.

Standing up again, he was much more cautious and assumed a professional boxing stance.

Many blacks have a hobby of boxing. Regardless of their family background, boxing seems to be a compulsory course.

There are also many people who hope to become a boxing champion in the future, and then they will have a stable life. However, there are many people who practice boxing, and most of them will not be able to become a boxing champion.

Mu Xi stood still, his brows were light, and he looked at the black man with his teeth and claws cold.

(End of this chapter)