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"If that's the case, we might as well use him to claim the reward."

Xiao Fu was joking.

He was not stupid; on the contrary, after so many years of fighting on the battlefield, his intuition for danger was sharper than that of most people.

Regardless of whether what Chen Fan said was true or false, Crocodile's situation was not good.

"You idiot! What did you say?!"

Crocodile slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup jump and splashing water all over the place. "If I were a Seraph, I'd kill you first!"

"Just kidding, don't get so angry."

Xiao Fu shrank his neck and awkwardly moved half an inch to the side.

Crocodile glared at him fiercely, then turned back and stared intently at Chen Fan.

"What exactly do you want?"

"Don't make it sound like I'm after something from you. I have my own purposes, but they're none of your business."

Chen Fan picked up his drink and took a sip: "Right now, the only person in the entire city who can save you is that guy you took the blame for."

The crocodile was very clever and reacted immediately.

"Do you know who the Seraphim are?"

"Heh, guess?"

Chen Fan shook his head slightly and handed over the note with Chen Guobang's phone number written on it. "Call this number when you've thought it through. Tell him I asked you to find him. He won't abandon you."

Crocodile Man snatched the note, glanced at it, and then carefully put it into his pocket.

He's been in the underworld for so many years without being killed. He might not be the smartest, but he's definitely smart enough.

Chen Fan knew so much, even vaguely aware of the whereabouts of the Seraph, yet he didn't covet the one hundred million US dollars.

Clearly, they have motives different from ordinary people; they might even be the Seraph themselves.

Therefore, Crocodile Man believed that Chen Fan would not harm him.

How can I contact you?

"You will know when the time is right."

Chen Fan glanced out the window: "You don't have much time left. Are you sure you want to waste it here?"

Upon hearing this, Crocodile Man shuddered and then rushed outside.

Xiao Fu wanted to follow, but was harshly rejected and had to stop.

However, he did not leave the tea restaurant, but instead sat down in front of Chen Fan.

"Is there anything else?"

Chen Fan's lips curled up slightly.

"Hey...uh, buddy, I'm pretty good at fighting, do you need any help?"

Xiao Fu left that large group alone this time and never intended to go back.

He's not the type to do anything morally reprehensible, but he has no choice but to follow the right path. Without an ID card, he can hardly move an inch in Hong Kong.

"You don't recognize what I just showed you?"

Chen Fan asked, somewhat amused.

"What is it?"

Xiao Fu doesn't really know him.

Seeing his attitude, Chen Fan didn't bother to beat around the bush any longer: "I don't need anyone here, but I have a friend who owns a security company. Do you want to go?"

"A company? But... I don't have an ID card!"

Xiao Fu scratched his head, looking completely innocent.

"Oh? Aren't you afraid I'll call the police and have you arrested?"

Chen Fan asked softly.

"I'm good at judging people; you're not that kind of person."

Xiao Fu shook his head firmly.

Chen Fan smiled when he saw how serious Chen Fan looked.

He's in a good mood today.

"Your ID card can be taken care of. The salary there is four thousand a month, with room and board included. But there's one thing: you must follow our arrangements."

"Mission accomplished!"

Xiao Fu subconsciously straightened his back, and even prepared to raise his arms.

Chen Fan grabbed him and pressed him down, while simultaneously dialing Wei Jixiang's number.

"Brother Fan, what's up?"

"Come to Mong Kok, and I'll introduce you to someone."

After saying that, he gave Wei Jixiang the address of the tea restaurant and then hung up the phone.

Are you still hungry?

"I could eat eight bowls of that!"

Xiao Fu wasn't embarrassed at all; on the contrary, he looked very proud.

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan called over a restaurant waiter and ordered a table full of food.

"Consider this meal a small gift. By the way, do you have any friends around here?"

"Friends? In what way?"

"Someone who fought alongside you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fu paused for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"Yes, but we don't contact each other very often. They're paid to kill people, and I'm afraid I'll get in their way."

"Take some time to ask your comrade if he is willing to take the right path. The identity issue is easy to resolve, and the job is the same as yours. Although the money is not much, there are frequent bonuses, so it doesn't add up to a lot."

Chen Fan didn't want to do everything himself; otherwise, there would be no point in him working so hard to climb the ladder.

"Okay, I'll ask around for you later."

Xiao Fu nodded. "But I can't guarantee they'll agree."

"Just give it a try."

Chen Fan lit a cigarette and didn't say anything more.

More than ten minutes later, Wei Jixiang arrived.

Seeing Xiao Fu stuffing himself with food, he immediately realized what was happening.

"The big circle?"

"Okay, take him to work for you, and get him an ID card while you're at it."

Chen Fan picked up his car keys and prepared to get up. "If you have any problems, just call me."

"Okay, Brother Fan."

Wei Jixiang saw Chen Fan out, then returned to sit down in front of Xiao Fu.

"What should I call you, brother?"

"Just call me Xiao Fu. Was this guy called Brother Fan?"

"You can call me that if you want. By the way, my name is Wei Jixiang. You can call me Boss or Brother Xiang, it's up to you."

Chen Fan personally gave the order, and Wei Jixiang took it very seriously: "I'll take you to the company later. The staff there are all quite nice. You should get along well with them."

"Mmm, thank you!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fu sped up his eating, his cheeks puffing out as he ate.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Seeing him like this, Wei Jixiang couldn't help but speak up to remind him.

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......

That afternoon.

Chen Fan returned from outside.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance, I saw Chen Guobang leaning on the fence smoking.

"What's up?"

As he took out his keys to open the door, he casually asked a question.

"You sent Crocodile to me hoping I'd protect him?"

Chen Guobang extinguished the cigarette and came to the door, clearly intending to go inside with them.

"Why protect a short mule?"

Chen Fan opened the door. "I'm just reminding you that there's still some work to be done."

"Oh? What is it?"

Chen Guobang raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Tsukamoto Kenji has a son, right? I saw him at the Tsukamoto Group building today."

"you mean..."

"The so-called revenge fund is just a front. No matter who finds the Seraph, he will not give up the money."

Chen Fan went into the house first. It was still clean inside, and there was a basket of fruit on the table.

This was given by Ruan Mei.

After what happened last time, Chen Fan made a copy of the key for her.

"That manager only cares about money. Get rid of that scum, and we'll split the $100 million."

"With so much money, the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) will investigate."

"Are you afraid of that?"

"I still want to be a policeman."

"Suit yourself, but I can't have less of mine."

"Does this mean we're officially working together?"

Chen Guobang laughed.

Although he has dark skin and a full beard, he has a very friendly smile.

"I'm also interested in that smuggling ring; let's treat this as an experiment."

Chen Fan picked up an apple from the table and took a bite: "If you can satisfy me, then let's cooperate."