Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Soon, he arrived at the living room on the first floor.

Chen Wan was sitting on the sofa when she heard the noise. She glanced over and saw Nicholas Little White standing on Chen An's shoulder, and her face showed surprise.

"Hey bro, where did you get that crow? It's so beautiful!"

Chen An said, "It appeared by my window this morning and was quite affectionate towards me, so I thought I'd adopt it."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wan stepped forward with an amazed expression and reached out to stroke Xiao Bai's soft feathers, to which Xiao Bai did not resist at all.

"Have you named it?"

"Nicholas Little White, how's that? Sounds good, right?" Chen An said confidently with a smile.

Chen Wan frowned, not understanding the strange name her brother had given her. "What a weird name. But it's your pet, so I'll just say you like it."

As he spoke, he looked at Little White and said, "Nicholas Little White, come here."

Upon hearing this, Little White on his shoulder remained unmoved until Chen An spoke up, "Go ahead, this is my sister. You can stay with her while I'm away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaobai flapped its wings and landed in Chen Wan's hand, leaving her in awe.

"Dude, how did you do that? Little White can actually understand what you're saying. Can you teach me?"

Chen An waved his hand, "Maybe it's because Xiaobai is smart. You should be able to communicate with it more."

"By the way, have you booked your plane tickets yet?"

Faced with her brother's sudden question, Chen Wan nodded, "Of course, it was already booked yesterday. I ordered three tickets as you requested: one for Carl, one for Emily, and one for you."

"Okay, if anything happens while I'm away, you can talk to Anton and let him handle it, or you can call me."

"Don't worry, bro, I'll take good care of myself."

Emily approached at that moment. "Miss Chen Wan, sir, breakfast is ready and you can eat now."

Upon hearing this, Chen An said, "Let's have breakfast together."

Before long, the three of them sat down at the table to enjoy breakfast, with Nicholas Little White also eating the sumptuous breakfast that had been specially prepared for him.

Tread!

At this moment, Carl also stepped into the living room, smiled at Chen An and the others, and said, "Boss, Sister Chen Wan, you're all here."

"Come on, let's eat together. After we eat, come with me to New York."

Carl walked over to the chair and sat down. When he heard that they were going to New York, he nodded in agreement without asking any questions. The boss's personal trip must mean that something very important was going on.

I wonder what the boss is going to do in New York this time?

Before we knew it, it was nine o'clock in the morning.

Chen An, Emily, and Carl then drove to Los Angeles International Airport, heading to New York City, New York.

Upon arriving at the airport, it was just time to board. The three of them showed their tickets, passed through the check-in gate, and successfully entered the cabin via the boarding bridge.

Since the three were first-class passengers, a blonde, blue-eyed flight attendant immediately approached them with a smile.

"Sir, Madam, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Chen An said, "Please take us to our seats."

"Okay, please follow me, all three of you." The flight attendant said, leading the way through several cabins to the first-class area.

The flight attendant carefully explained the functions of the seats, such as the switches, to Chen An and the other two, and said that they could call her if they had any questions.

"Thank you." Chen An smiled politely at him, then sat down. Noise-canceling headphones were provided around him, and the chair could be adjusted into a bed, large enough to accommodate a 1.9-meter-tall person lying down.

There is also a 27-inch 4K touchscreen in front of the seat.

This allowed him to enjoy himself to the fullest.

For Chen An now, price is no longer important.

Emily and Carl sat in front of and behind him, on the far right, each with their own space. To his left sat a white man who looked to be about thirty years old.

Suddenly, Chen An seemed to sense something, and looked at the other person with a furrowed brow.

He possessed the "Danger Foresight" attribute and sensed that the white man was highly dangerous, proving that the other party was not as simple as he appeared.

The white man clearly noticed Chen An's gaze, turned around, and smiled, "Hello sir, what can I do for you?"

Upon hearing this, Chen An smiled slightly and said, "My name is Mark Ann. You look a lot like one of my friends, so I couldn't help but take a second look."

The white man spoke in a gentle tone, "My name is Jerome, nice to meet you. Are you visiting New York?"

Chen An nodded, "Yes, it's a rare holiday to go to New York for a visit, and also to catch up with a relative."

"Then I wish you a pleasant trip," Jerome said.

"The same to you."

The two then ended their conversation. Chen An looked away, drew the curtains to block out outside observation.

Jerome, however, stared in Chen An's direction for a long time, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Who is the other party?

Why did he suddenly greet him? And why did he feel uneasy about this young Asian man? This young Asian man is not simple!

Five hours later, the plane successfully landed at New York's John F. Kennedy International Airport.

Chen An and his two companions disembarked from the plane and entered the airport.

"Mark Ann, let's talk again sometime." Jerome greeted Chen An and then walked away.

He stared at the other man silently. He had talked with this Jerome for a while along the way. At first, he thought the man was an assassin sent by Kerry Weddell, but it seemed he wasn't.

But the other party's identity is definitely not simple; both their tone and demeanor are quite extraordinary.

As Jerome walked out of the airport, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself, "It's terrifying that he made me feel fear without my noticing. I hope I don't run into him again."

at the same time.

Meanwhile, the six people—Rooster, Bat, Leopard, Giant Bear, Flying Eagle, and Snake—also boarded another flight, arriving in New York City a little later.

Meanwhile, Chenlong was constantly hacking into New York City's surveillance system to locate any potentially traceable electronic information, ensuring that the other party had not left New York City.

........

Inside a hotel, Kerry Weddell sat leisurely, completely unaware of any urgency, even though he knew Hydra had discovered his location.

He wasn't worried at all, and had no intention of running away.

This all stemmed from his trump card, which was enough to save his life. Under the protection of that power, even Hydra was like a speck of dust, insignificant.

Although it came at a huge cost, it was all worth it!

"Weddell, I heard you've been having a tough time lately." A voice suddenly came from behind, causing Kerry Weddell to turn his head involuntarily.

Upon seeing the newcomer's appearance, the usually calm and collected Kerry Weddell's pupils contracted.

"How did you end up here?"

Sitting opposite Kerry Weddell was an elderly white man.

He wore an exquisitely tailored dark gray Armani bespoke suit, the fabric gleaming with an almost liquid matte sheen under the lights, exuding understated luxury.

Complementing his classic attire was a black top hat, the brim casting a deep shadow above his brow bone, cleverly obscuring part of his eyes and leaving only a half-smile on his lips.

He didn't deliberately strike any pose; he simply leaned back casually in the high-backed chair, his hands clasped together at the top of an antique-style cane.

However, an invisible, almost tangible sense of oppression spread out from him.