Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Wayne then gave the two men their final execution.

"Starting today, you are being removed from your advisory positions. If you want to come back, either give me a satisfactory result in this matter, or do something significant to make up for the losses."

"That's it." Wayne said, slowly getting up, straightening his collar, and striding out of the conference room. The mess at the police station was still waiting for him to clean up.

Wayne led the group outside and suddenly looked at the white-haired old man beside him. "Gordon, which organization did you say attacked the Kree family this time? They caused such losses to our Cobra Security Company; we must teach them a lesson."

Gordon shook his head. "It's unclear which specific force it is, but it's certain to be related to the Fandi family. Finding them might provide some clues."

"The Fandi family? Now that the Kerry family has been destroyed, they are indeed the biggest beneficiaries."

"By the way, you know Pal, right?" Wayne suddenly spoke up.

Gordon nodded. "I know. He's a very talented sniper. I even coached him before. What happened to him?"

"According to the investigation, he was the first to die, and judging from George's and his team's communication records, Pal was precisely sniped by a sniper at a distance of three thousand meters or even further. Do you think that's true?!"

Gordon and the others around him narrowed their eyes upon hearing this.

"Is it really three thousand meters, not three hundred meters? This is unheard of. To reach this level, one's control over firearms must be bordering on obsession. I certainly couldn't do that," Gordon said.

Wayne frowned. Even Gordon, the top security guard at Cobra Security, couldn't do this. He had never heard of the other party's background.

Given Gordon's fighting prowess, he once fought against a hundred men single-handedly and had experience in World War II. Surviving such a meat grinder was something even someone like him couldn't do; he couldn't imagine anyone else with that ability.

Several five-star security guards were also deeply shocked. Could someone really do that?

.......

Before they knew it, it was eight o'clock the next morning.

Chen An woke up early, stretched, and felt refreshed. He then went to the living room, ate the breakfast that Emily had prepared, and sighed that this was life.

"Brother! Good morning!" Chen Wan also came down the stairs with a faint smile on her face. It was clear that she was in a much better mood after personally executing Creedwen and the other two.

"Good morning," he replied with a smile.

Soon, Chen Wan finished breakfast and hurriedly grabbed her briefcase to leave.

"Where are you going so early?" Chen An asked.

"Of course I'll go to the company. There are still many things to deal with. Not only do I need to recruit employees and be in charge of bookkeeping, but I also need to find a GG vendor to help with GG. Otherwise, who would notice our All-in-One Company?"

He nodded in response to Chen Wan's words.

"Okay, if you're short on money, just tell me. We can build up our reputation first, and we're willing to spend as much as we can. Once people experience the speed and safety of our Na Du Tong transportation service, I guarantee a lot of people will want to work with us."

Then Chen Wan pushed open the door, and one of the assassins drove the car towards the company.

After everyone left, Chen An also called the system to deploy the nine assassins he had sent today. Now his assassins have increased from the original three to more than 150, and are about to reach two hundred!

There will be more and more jobs in the future. We certainly can't keep doing dock work forever. Before the security company is established, Na Du Tong Company and some private jobs will be the next important source of income, gradually replacing the dock's share.

Of course, they won't completely abandon the dock business; they'll just change the operating model, no longer needing so many suicide bombers, and instead relying on other revenue streams.

Jingle Bell!

Just then, the telephone on the table rang.

He reached out and picked it up. It was a call from Chen Hai, whom he had met briefly at Black Wolf's place before. So he pressed the answer button.

A burst of laughter came from across the room. "Mr. Chen, I was wondering if you have some free time right now? Could you come to Chinatown? It's about our last collaboration."

Chen An said, "No problem."

"Alright, I'll wait for you, Mr. Chen."

After hanging up the phone, he stood up and said, "Emily, come out with me."

"Yes, sir."

Chen An then selected four assassins and drove a Toyota Tacoma towards Chen Hai's residence in Chinatown.

About ten minutes later, they went to Chinatown in Los Angeles again, arrived at a stand-alone community, and finally stopped in front of Chen Hai's residence.

Chen An and the others also got out of the car. Looking at the villa, which was even more impressive than his own home, they murmured, "The Chinese here are really rich. First it was Shen Qingshan, and now it's Chen Hai."

"Mr. Chen, please come in."

Then Chen Hai was seen walking towards them from a distance, followed by several bodyguards and a woman wearing a beige silk draped halter dress.

She wore a light apricot-colored thin knitted cardigan over her clothes; the fabric was soft and matte, and a thin leather belt was loosely tied around her waist.

She wore nude-colored soft leather mules, her long hair casually draped over her clothes, exuding a simple and elegant yet languid and noble air reminiscent of a European manor.

She was curiously observing Chen An and the others.

"We meet again, Chen Hai. I've brought your men. Take a look; they're all experts. Just look at their physiques and strength."

Four assassins slowly stepped forward. With their muscular builds and towering height of 1.9 meters, Chen Hai felt that they were much more reliable than the bodyguards behind him.

"Mr. Chen, please come inside and let's talk. The matter is definitely a bit tricky."

Afterwards, the group went to the living room, where the housekeeper brought coffee and placed it in front of Chen An and the others, smiling as she said, "Please enjoy."

"Thank you." Chen An smiled, then looked at Chen Hai, "So, what happened? Don't tell me the cooperation is canceled. I invited these people from afar, and the compensation should be one-third of the cooperation amount."

"No." Chen Hai waved his hand. "It's just that I recently received some news that the Huaqing Gang has deployed a large number of assassins. The situation is more serious than I imagined. I don't know if your men are still capable, Mr. Chen."

Upon hearing this, Chen An smiled helplessly and said, "I'll say it again: nothing will happen to your daughter while my men are protecting her."

"How can I trust you?" Chen Hai's daughter, Chen Qin, rarely spoke up at this moment. She knew how ruthless the Huaqing Gang was. Could four people protect her safety?

"This is my daughter, Chen Qin," Chen Hai said.

"There's no way to prove it. I have limited time. It's just a matter of whether I agree or not. The fee is still the same as before."

Hearing Chen An's self-righteous words, Chen Qin frowned and wanted to say something more, but Chen Hai stopped her.

He smiled and said, "No problem, I'll just trouble you four bodyguards to protect my daughter."

Chen An smiled slightly, "Of course, if you want to get rid of the Huaqing Gang, you can also come to me. I'd be happy to help, but the price will be a bit higher."