Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Soon, the elevator arrived at the top floor of the Cobra Security Company. As the elevator doors opened, the group stepped out.

They then arrived at an office door, where the female assistant said, "Boss, Mr. Chen and the others have arrived."

Wayne's voice came from inside the room very quickly, "Bring them in."

Upon hearing this, the female assistant pushed open the glass door in front of her and gestured, "Please come in, everyone."

Seeing this, Chen An took the lead and walked into the office. Looking ahead, he saw Wayne sitting upright in a chair.

"Wayne, we meet again." Chen An smiled and stepped forward, sitting down next to him.

Karl and his two companions found a spot to stand.

"The reason Chen An called you here is that he needs you to accompany me to New York to meet with that CEO and discuss the security arrangements. Is that alright?" Wayne said.

After hearing this, Chen An nodded without hesitation, "Of course, I was already prepared."

"Okay." Wayne nodded. "Call your men, and we can take a private jet to New York right now."

Chen An nodded, "No problem, these are the only three of my men. We'll talk about the others later."

Then Wayne also got up and walked out of the office. Seeing this, Chen An and the others naturally followed. When they came outside, they saw two figures appearing outside the door at some point.

One was Gordon, whom I had met once, and the other was nearly two meters tall, resembling Yujiro Hanma, and you could tell at a glance that he was not someone to mess with.

Karl was also shocked by the behemoth in front of him. With such a physique, it was simply a born fighter. The other party's palm could hold his entire head!

Wayne's voice rang out: "You should all know Gordon. This is also Cherno, a five-star security guard from Cobra Security. He was born with hypertrophic muscle disease, and his muscle density was twice that of a normal person at birth."

Chen An's expression shifted slightly; this condition was practically that of a born martial artist!

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Cherno's deep voice came out, like the roar of some monster, which would frighten an ordinary person.

However, Chen An remained surprisingly calm, smiling as he replied, "Hello, would you be interested in developing your career at S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Chen An, you're blatantly poaching my people." Wayne frowned.

Chen An waved his hand, "I'm just curious about how strong someone with such a big physique would be. Besides, the other party is your five-star security guard; it's not that easy to invite him."

Cherno was surprised to see this.

The person in front of him wasn't afraid of him at all. Usually, people who meet him for the first time will show fear. Even if they try to remain calm, they can't hide their fear and it's easy for him to notice.

Gordon is right, this Chen An is quite special.

"Alright, let's get going. We can discuss it on the way." Wayne said, heading straight for the elevator.

The group then left the company building and took a private car to a private airport, where a Boeing private plane was parked on the runway.

As soon as Chen An got out of the car, he noticed the private jet, which was no different in size from the commercial airliner he was on.

"Wayne, is this private jet yours?"

Hearing Chen An's question, Wayne nodded, "Yes, it cost 100 million US dollars, specifically for the company's long-distance travel vehicles. The interior facilities are complete, you could say it's a home in the sky."

Hearing this, Chen An felt a pang of envy and murmured, "When I have money, I'll get one to fly too."

Wayne exclaimed in surprise, "Chen An, you can run a security company and you still don't have any money? One hundred million US dollars isn't much for you, is it?"

"It's not much, but money is earned quickly and spent quickly, so I don't have much on hand. Anyway, I can't afford this private jet," Chen An said.

"I believe that with your abilities, you'll be able to afford it sooner or later," Wayne said with a smile, then stepped into the cabin.

Chen An and his group followed suit.

During the process, Cherno was so large that he had to duck to get in, which made Chen An realize that it was the right decision not to make the assassins too tall, otherwise it would have been troublesome to get around.

Moreover, there is the risk of becoming the center of attention, which is very disadvantageous.

Soon everyone had arrived inside the cabin. The cabin door slowly closed, and then the plane sped forward, gradually taking off and flying towards New York.

At this time.

Chen An and the others had already sat down on the sofa, and a beautiful flight attendant handed them several pre-mixed drinks and placed them on the table.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the steward of this aircraft. Please feel free to ask if you have any questions, and we will do our best to resolve them."

Chen An looked at Wayne and said, "Not bad. This plane is decorated in a very stylish way. It's more luxurious than my house. You really know how to enjoy life."

"The rooms have been arranged for you. They are all private, and the furniture is all custom-made. If you need anything, it will be provided on the plane," Wayne said.

"Okay, then I'll have to experience it properly."

At this moment, Gordon suddenly spoke up, "Mr. Chen, there's a sauna on the plane. Everyone tries it every time they fly. Would you like to join us?"

Upon receiving Gordon's invitation, Chen An showed interest and replied, "Sure."

Gordon then led Chen An, Carl, An Xing, and Cherno toward the sauna.

Wayne didn't participate; instead, he made a phone call.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the sauna, four people were sitting on chairs, wearing shorts and shirtless.

"Gordon, what happened to all these wounds on your body?" Carl noticed that Gordon's body was covered with a dense array of wounds of varying sizes.

Gordon laughed upon hearing this, "They're all old wounds, mostly gunshot wounds and blast wounds. I think it's a miracle they survived."

"Yes, your injuries look life-threatening. Since you survived, why do you still want to do such a dangerous job as security?" Carl continued to ask.

Gordon replied, "I owe Wayne a favor. I've practically watched him grow up. Anyway, he doesn't have much to do, so he works as a security guard at Cobra. I'm rarely needed for missions; following Wayne is my job."

"As for you, Karl, you have quite a few injuries too. Were you a soldier before?"

Carl nodded. "Yes, Navy SEALs, but they retired for some reason."

"yes."

At this moment, Gordon and Chernow both focused their attention on An Xing. His perfectly sculpted physique, without an ounce of excess fat, clearly indicated that he was no ordinary character.

"Chen An, I haven't heard you introduce this friend yet. Is he also a security guard at your company?"

After hearing this, Chen An nodded, "Not really, just my personal bodyguard, named An Xing, who is very strong."

Gordon became interested after hearing this. "Cherno is also very strong. Why don't we have them have a contest?"

Cherno waved his hand, "Let's not. I can't control my strength. If I hurt him, it will affect our work later."