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

Upon hearing this, Chen Lu was utterly astonished.

"How could this be?! But aren't you standing right in front of us, alive and well?"

David gave a wry smile and began to tell his story.

The gist of it is that he woke up on the battlefield, found that the troops had withdrawn, and after experiencing various dangers, he returned to the United States, only to be greeted not with cheers and applause, but with a death certificate.

Furthermore, his pension has been shown to have been paid to his family.

The problem is that he grew up in an orphanage and had no family at all, so he had no idea what had happened in between.

But the only certainty is that overnight he went from a proud army soldier to an undocumented American citizen, no longer eligible to find a decent job to support himself.

They usually have to rely on begging and the occasional refreshed food bank to survive.

After hearing this, Chen Lu felt as if her worldview was about to collapse.

Are things really this chaotic abroad?

If forging military death certificates and fraudulently claiming compensation were to happen in the country...

I dare not even think about it, I absolutely dare not even think about it.

The sound of firecrackers at the execution ground will probably continue from the first day of the lunar month to the fifteenth without stopping.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of David swallowing his food remaining.

long silence.

Chen Lu spoke again: "So what are you going to do in the future? You can't just keep wandering around, can you?"

David shook his head weakly, his voice filled with exhaustion.

"I have been abandoned by my country. Winter is coming, and it may not be long before I freeze to death on some cold night, like other homeless people."

Faced with the harsh reality, Chen Lu was speechless for a moment.

She didn't know what to say to comfort this poor man.

At this moment, Zhou Feng finally spoke slowly.

"I think you need a job, at least one that will allow you to get through the coming winter safely."

David looked dejected and gave a bitter smile.

"No, you don't understand, sir. I have become what society calls an unstable factor. No company would want to hire someone whose identity is unknown. Perhaps this is God's punishment for me."

Chen Lu looked at Zhou Feng with some confusion.

Hasn't the bodyguard been living in the US for a year already? How could he not know such basic common sense?

Zhou Feng didn't speak, but instead took out a card from his pocket.

This was a business card he had designed by GG Company according to his own aesthetic preferences long before the establishment of Northern Security.

A majestic and solemn golden dragon from the East is coiled around a heavy shield, on which are engraved four Chinese characters in flowing script: [Northern Border Security], with an English translation beside it.

Under Chen Lu's watchful gaze, Zhou Feng calmly handed the card to David.

"This is my company's business card. If you want to support yourself and change your predicament, go to the address above. Someone there will interview you."

Upon hearing this, David felt his mind go completely blank.

He instinctively took the card with trembling hands, holding it in his palms as if it were a rare treasure.

Then she looked up at the tall, handsome man in a suit in front of her, her eyes red and her voice choked with emotion.

"No, sir, don't you mind that I don't have any identification and that it might cause you trouble?"

Zhou Feng scoffed. He himself was an unregistered resident, so why would he worry about such things?

"I don't care about any of that. I only care about one thing: as long as you have the belief that you want to climb up the ladder and change your current situation, I'm willing to give you that opportunity. As for the rest, it's up to you to work hard."

Beside him, Chen Lu stared blankly at Zhou Feng, her mouth slightly open, her head a little dizzy, looking quite adorable.

Wasn't he just a bodyguard for Northern Security? Why did he suddenly become a boss?

The Dragon King is right beside me!?

David stood up from the ground.

He bowed deeply to Zhou Feng, unable to hold back the tears welling in his eyes any longer, and said in a hoarse voice as he sobbed:

"Thank you so much, sir! This will be the only and most important job of my life! I will certainly not let you down!"

Zhou Feng waved his hand, not wanting to engage in such sentimental scenes, and led the still somewhat dazed Chen Lu away.

As the evening breeze blew, so too did Zhou Feng's faint but persistent words of advice as he left.

"There is no such thing as a God in this world. Even if there were, it would be every brave person who refuses to submit to fate and dares to fight against injustice. They are their own God..."

David was stunned for a long time after hearing this. When he looked up, Zhou Feng and the other man were nowhere to be seen.

He wiped away his tears, clenched his fists, and said with unwavering conviction:

"The sir is right! A warrior who dares to fight against injustice is his own god!"

"Cheer up, David! Don't let your husband down!"

……

"I never imagined that you, bodyguard, were actually the company's boss."

Chen Lu covered her face: "This world is so ridiculous."

Zhou Feng followed behind her, the delicate fragrance of osmanthus blossoms wafting through the air, dispelling the stench of urine from the street.

He smiled and said, "It's just a small, insignificant company. You're actually our first customer."

Chen Lu exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

Zhou Feng: "I've always been a person who loves to speak the truth."

Chen Lu burst out laughing:

"Then I'll promote you guys to my friends who are going abroad."

Zhou Feng: "Then thank you very much for your support, boss!"

Chen Lu checked the time on her phone and said with some reluctance:

"Alright, that's about time. Our day trip to Los Angeles is over. Bodyguard, your mission is complete!"

"yes!"

Zhou Feng responded with feigned seriousness, which made Chen Lu burst into laughter.

Soon, Zhou Feng took Chen Lu to the airport. After watching her enter the airport, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, like a deflated balloon.

"Phew~ It's finally over. I'm exhausted. Why is this custom-made suit so tight around my neck?"

Zhou Feng took off his suit tie and unbuttoned the collar of his white shirt, revealing his clean-cut collarbone.

He rested his chin on his left hand by the window, while his right hand gripped the steering wheel, looking languid.

With the car windows wide open, a cool breeze blew into the car, washing away his fatigue from the day.

We drove towards the city as the sun set in a brilliant sunset.

……

After returning the car to the dealership, Zhou Feng walked back to Skid Row.

Along the way, he habitually opened his eyes to see if there were any talented people who could be of use to him.

The company is still understaffed.

I can't let this embarrassing situation happen again next time, where I, as a business owner, go out into business and take on orders to make money.

But when his gaze shifted to the homeless man on the roadside.

But he discovered something that surprised him.

[Name: Moby Crow, Biography: ... (Marked by the Bloods)]

[Name: Yin Ping, Biography: ... (Marked by the Blood Gang)]

[Name: Goss Decoly, Biography: ... (tagged by the Latino group)]

……

Along the way, almost one-tenth of the homeless people had a suffix indicating they were marked by a certain gang.

Zhou Feng frowned; he had never seen this thing before.

Why did that gang suddenly mark a group of homeless people?

What are the consequences of being marked by them?

Human trafficking? Gundam recycling? Organ harvesting?

Zhou Feng was a little confused about their purpose.

But in any case, as long as you don't get involved, it's fine.

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind letting those gangs disappear from Skid Row forever.

I finally got back to the company, and the office was completely dark.

"Perhaps Roger and the others are all out," Zhou Feng shook his head and groped his way to his workstation in the dark.

He rubbed his temples and was about to sit down.

There was a loud thud.

The office was instantly as bright as day.

Kane, Carter, and the others emerged from the corner, cheering.

"Congratulations, boss! The company's first order has been successfully completed!"

……

……

(The celebratory drinks are ready for you, but don't get too cocky too soon, haha)