The American kill line? I, a demon hunter, don't eat beef.

[Ding! System task completed, reward being issued to you]

[Legendary Skill Fragment x1 (Already in Backpack)]

[Strength Attribute: 1.7 → 1.8]

[Speed ​​attribute: 1.1 → 1.2]

[Mental Attribute: 1.8→1.9]

On the way back, Zhou Feng couldn't wait to open his system backpack and look at the golden icon.

[Legendary Skill Fragment x5 (can be synthesized)]

He clicked "merge" without hesitation.

The next moment, a skill wheel appeared, but it was different from the colorful ones of the past.

The skill names on the roulette wheel all shimmered with a dazzling golden light befitting a legendary skill, and Zhou Feng felt as if his eyes were about to be blinded by the light.

The turntable spun rapidly, then suddenly stopped at its peak speed, with the pointer remaining within a certain area.

[Congratulations to the Witcher for acquiring the legendary skill "A Hundred Faces"]

[A Hundred People, A Thousand Appearances: Can disguise oneself as any target from memory for one hour, limited to twice per day, cooldown: 24 hours]

"As expected of a legendary skill!"

Zhou Feng was overjoyed; having this skill would make things much easier.

Progress on not eating beef +1

……

When Zhou Feng returned to the company, he found Roger chatting happily with other company members.

He was wearing a brand-new suit, a far cry from his previous disheveled appearance. He had his hair neatly combed and sprayed with hair gel, and spoke with a clean and crisp manner.

When everyone saw Zhou Feng walk in, they all stood up and said in unison.

"Hello, boss!"

Zhou Feng responded with a smile, "Brothers, you've worked hard."

Raymond then spoke up: "Boss, the company registration procedures are complete."

Zhou Feng was somewhat surprised. So fast?

Aren't US government agencies known for their complicated and slow procedures?

Raymond seemed to sense his surprise and explained.

"Company registration is an important financial and economic resource for each state, and it concerns the interests of government officials, so it is always done very quickly."

No wonder then, Zhou Feng nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, Kane also spoke up: "Boss, the website and software you asked me to build and develop are now complete."

As he spoke, he stepped aside, revealing the computer behind him, which displayed a black and white website interface with a minimalist design.

"That's right, it has a cool and aloof feel to it, which matches our company name perfectly."

Zhou Feng nodded in satisfaction.

Kane felt a surge of confidence upon receiving the affirmation, and immediately rallied his energy!

Roger chimed in, "I've already registered our company's information on all security platforms. We currently have a client who has placed an order and specifically requested that you, the boss, personally handle the process."

Zhou Feng was taken aback: "Me?"

Roger nodded, somewhat helplessly, and said, "One of the platform's registration requirements is that the company must have at least five employees, so I had no choice but to add your information to make up the number."

Zhou Feng: "...Alright then."

Seeing that the boss agreed, Roger sent him the order information.

Zhou Feng glanced at the app casually, confirmed that the time was tomorrow noon and did not conflict with his schedule, and then left.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he opened Facebook.

Sure enough, the message from Grace has already reached 99+.

Zhou Feng covered his face. He had been so busy dealing with the scum of the Blood Gang this morning, and then rushed to the company. He hadn't noticed and had neglected her.

In her heart, she probably felt like a heartless scumbag.

Zhou Feng felt a chill run down his spine as he clicked on the message pop-up, and the message notification sound immediately rang out.

The earliest news came three hours ago.

[Grace: Feng, I miss you]

[Grace: Feng, what are you doing?]

[Grace: Feng, can you talk to me?]

……

Until just three minutes ago.

[Grace: Feng, why are you ignoring me? Is it because you weren't satisfied last night?]

[Grace: Feng, can you please talk to me? Next time, you can do whatever position you like, okay?]

Seeing this, Zhou Feng quickly typed a reply. If he let this silly girl continue talking, it would become VIP paid content.

[Zhou Feng: Eve, don't overthink it. I was busy and didn't check my phone.]

The message was sent out and received a reply instantly.

[Grace: Okay, but I miss you so much]

[Zhou Feng: Really? What do you miss about me, baby?]

[Grace: I want it everywhere, next time I'm going to squeeze you dry! ૮´͈ᗜ`͈ა♡]

Zhou Feng was ashamed; once a woman has tasted the sweetness of a man, she can be truly terrifying.

……

Los Angeles Olympia Medical Center

In the corridor of a certain building, there were several simple hospital beds.

Roth suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, the smell of disinfectant flooding his nostrils.

The glaring incandescent light made him instinctively raise his hand to shield his eyes, only to find an IV tube on the back of his hand.

He moved his dry lips and weakly, hoarsely asked, "Where...where am I?"

At that moment, a woman dressed as a nurse walked over, speaking in a calm tone.

"You're awake? The surgery was a success, congratulations."

Upon hearing this, Roth's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Surgery!? Where am I! I didn't say I wanted to come to a hospital!"

The nurse maintained a calm expression, seemingly used to it.

"This is Olympia Medical Center in Los Angeles, sir."

It was as if a thunderbolt had struck Roth's brain, and his eyes widened instantly.

This is the medical center in Los Angeles that charges 1034% of the actual cost, and is touted as the most expensive in the city?!

"The bill! I need the bill!!!"

With red eyes, he roared incoherently, "FUCK! You bunch of bastards! I never agreed to come to this hospital! This is forced sale!!!"

His basic medical insurance didn't cover this hospital at all, and he was left to be ripped off by exorbitant medical bills!

To everyone's surprise, the nurse merely frowned, her tone revealing a hint of disgust.

"Sir, please keep your voice down so as not to disturb other patients. The bill is expected to be mailed to your address in about a month. You will only need to pay the postage to receive it."

Roth felt a chill run through his body.

Yes, that's how the American healthcare system has always been. It won't kill you immediately and give you a quick death, but rather it's like a dull knife cutting flesh, slowly grinding away your blood and flesh.

For the rest of the month, he will live in endless fear and anxiety, and finally face destruction.

At this moment, past memories flashed back.

Zhou Feng's cold and ruthless face appeared in his mind.

It's him!

It must be him!!!

Lotte trembled all over, never expecting that the yellow-skinned monkey would actually choose to call for emergency help!

He gripped the nurse's arm tightly, a desperate hope gleaming in his eyes.

"The person who made the call for us is rich! He has a lot of money! You can go ask him for it; his name is Zhou Feng, I know him! I can take you there!"

The nurse pulled her hand away from his, no longer hiding her disgust: "You poor wretch! The man who brought you here is called Matthew!"

She then turned and left, writing a line on the report—

"When a patient has an extreme psychological reaction, the nurse needs to provide counseling, and this fee will be charged separately."

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Upon hearing this, Roth's eyes glazed over. He hadn't expected that the yellow-skinned monkey to be so meticulous.

The tide of despair completely overwhelmed him. He opened his mouth, but could only utter sobs, and tears streamed down his face like a burst dam.

He... was killed.