A swift and decisive victory in the early stages, a post-apocalyptic survival story in America!

Hancock Park community.

Around noon, just as Harry Brandt was about to have lunch, he suddenly received a call from his comrade-in-arms, Mel Lewis.

The two had served together overseas and developed a deep bond as comrades, maintaining constant contact.

"Hey buddy, still earning a fixed salary at your security guard job?" Mel's tone was as flippant as ever, and the phone was noisy, clearly indicating that he was hanging out with a group of people again.

After leaving the army, the two chose different paths. Harry became a security guard in an upscale neighborhood and worked hard to advance his career, while his old comrade chose to join a gang and became a key member of the Aryan Brotherhood.

"Same as always. How are you doing lately?" While eating the company-provided lunch and drinking a large bottle of iced cola, Harry was quite happy with his current life and casually asked about his old comrade's recent situation.

Because Mel would definitely brag about how much money he's made recently, how many women he's slept with, and how carefree he is every day.

Harry doesn't envy any of these things.

"I'm still the same as always. I have something to tell you. Someone on the dark web has put a bounty on a guy driving a red Chevrolet Impala and wielding an 8-inch Colt Python. This guy's been really aggressive lately, taking down a bunch of gang hideouts and making millions of dollars in the process!"

Harry's expression shifted, then he said dismissively, "Why are you telling me this? Do you think I'm going to hunt down this guy?"

"I don't need you to hunt him down. Just provide me with any leads, and I'll arrange the manpower! Ten bitcoins, man! That's ten bitcoins! Even without the bitcoins, just killing that guy and taking out his millions of dollars is enough to make him go crazy!"

This isn't the first or second time that old comrades have helped each other with something like this.

Mel knows gangsters, but has no resources in the wealthy neighborhood.

But Harry is different; he has resources in the security circle and a significant advantage in gathering clues in wealthy neighborhoods.

Harry earned a considerable amount of extra money from these kidnapping, robbery, and theft leads alone.

But Harry thought this story from Mel was a bit far-fetched: "Don't be ridiculous. Why don't I just find someone who drives a Chevrolet Impala, shoot him, throw an 8-inch Colt Python in the car, and take a picture? How can I prove it's not him?"

Mel laughed heartily: "There are already fools doing this! The thing is, those who issued the bounty aren't fools either. Do you think they wouldn't think of this? In just half a day, two such cases have appeared simultaneously, both with the same idea as you!"

Harry was stunned: "And then? Did they collect the bounty?"

"Get it my ass! The people who put the bounty on our heads have connections. Their informant in the police station confirmed that both victims were innocent civilians, not killers at all! Now the bounty has been upgraded; kill these two fraudsters, and you'll get an extra Bitcoin! Hahaha!"

Harry laughed too: "Alright! Bro, I'll keep an eye on things for you. I'll spread the word to my colleagues, and I'll let you know as soon as there's a lead."

After hanging up the phone, Harry fell into deep thought, recalling the striking red Chevrolet Impala he had glimpsed when he first met Ms. Stern that day.

Soon, the afternoon's routine patrol began.

"You guys continue patrolling. I think I'm a bit too full, so I'll get out and walk around." After sending his three companions away, Harry went onto the sidewalk, walked a short distance, then returned and came to the front of William Thomson's mansion.

At noon, there weren't many people in the neighborhood. After looking around and making sure no one was around, Harry went to the wrought iron gate in front of the driveway and climbed over the wall into the yard.

The courtyard was quiet, probably empty, but juice was still dripping from the watermelon slices in the fruit bowl by the pool…

Is someone in the yard?

Harry tensed up. If there really was someone there, his trespassing into the homeowner's backyard was already a violation of professional ethics, and if he got caught, he would definitely lose his job.

Harry glanced back at the second floor and quickly walked to the garage.

The garage door was closed, and a red reflection shone through the window next to it.

That was the reflection from the rearview mirror of a Ford hatchback parked in the garage; in the mirror was that bright red Chevrolet Impala…

These past few days, he had been wondering why Rose had suddenly stopped driving the Impala and started driving Mr. William Thomson's Dodge pickup truck every day.

But it's understandable, since Dodge pickups are more comfortable. When a boyfriend goes on a business trip, the girlfriend drives him to work and then uses it for her daily commute, so it doesn't seem out of place.

Rose, in particular, looked too weak and didn't seem like someone who could outmaneuver the mob. But this William Thomson, who was clearly not a good guy and was always nowhere to be seen for days, was highly suspicious.

This impala has always been here and has never left, but who can guarantee that Mr. Thomson doesn't have another impala?

Harry felt he had discovered Mr. William Thomson's secret.

……

……

From the window of the master bedroom on the second floor, Sophia stood behind the curtains, watching the security guard sneakily climb over the wall into the yard. She was on high alert, and only breathed a sigh of relief after he left.

Laura stood beside her and asked curiously, "What's wrong with this person?"

Sophia shook her head: "Our master came here to save us and has been worried about being discovered. This Harry is very vigilant, and our master is worried that he might do something outrageous."

Just as Lola was about to speak, Sophia suddenly perked up: "Oh, Master's back! Look!"

In the distance, a Dodge pickup truck slowly drove into the yard and stopped in front of the garage door.

Sophia hurried downstairs to greet her master; her anxious demeanor was clearly genuine.

Lola envied her for being able to express her feelings so bravely and directly, something she clearly couldn't do herself.

After parking his Dodge, Li Qi glanced back at the driveway, gave Sofia a warm hug as she approached, and then asked, "Is Harry here again?"

Sofia nodded: "You saw it too?"

Li Qi shook his head and denied it: "I ran into him on the road. He seemed to have done something wrong, and he didn't dare to look me in the eye."

Sophia then brought up Harry's spying: "He's never been this bold before. I feel that if you hadn't come back, he probably would have come into the room to check."

Li Qi nodded. He could also see that Harry had obviously received a message from the gatekeeper that he had returned, which was why he left immediately.

What does he want to check?

In the past, Li Qi would have thought that Harry was after the family's money, or that he was impersonating "Rose Stern".

But upon returning from the murder scene, Li Qi easily realized that Harry had also received news of the dark web's kill order.

He was questioning himself, wondering if he was that crazed gangster killer.

The problem is a bit tricky...

Li Qi went upstairs and found Lola: "You still need to dress up as before and come out with me."

Lola was delighted that Richie could use her and readily agreed.

During a break from putting on makeup, Lola asked, "What happened? You seem troubled."

Li Qi was about to take her on an adventure, so he couldn't keep it a secret any longer. He told her the truth: "Someone is using my theft of the car and gun as an excuse to make trouble. Things have gotten out of hand. This car is too dangerous, so we have to drive it away and get rid of it, or it will cause a lot of trouble."

News of the dark web will spread sooner or later, and after Harry, other security guards will also start keeping an eye on this car.

The most urgent task is to get rid of this car and then make "Rose Stern" disappear completely.

The best solution is for the two of them to leave together, so that the security guards see the car drive away.

These past few days, the red impala has never left the residential area, a fact that the security guards, including Harry, are well aware of.

But that doesn't stop these people from having crooked ideas.

To prevent any potential problems and avoid unnecessary trouble, Li Qi decided to send the car away immediately.

Lola easily understood Li Qi's plan and asked curiously, "So, what are you planning to do next?"

Li Qi took out the 8-inch Colt Python revolver and smiled meaningfully: "Of course, we should return the car to the original owner first..."

"As for what happens after that, someone has to pay the price for this mess."