"Boss, someone offers a reward of $200,000 to buy your head." Jizel smiled and handed He Bi a black and white newspaper.

He Bi frowned and took the newspaper handed over by Jizel. After reading the contents of the newspaper, He Bi realized that the unlucky guy who was killed by him was called Stan Phil, a senior sheriff of the Miami drug control team. Now, not only the police offer a reward, but even the underworld are having a dark flower to buy He Bi's head.

"Master, I'm sorry! I'm implicating you!" Matida didn't know why he killed Stan Phil for his mission. She apologized to Hebi very sincerely. She had learned from Lin Lai that he had just passed by and killed Stan Phil and others to save her.

Why bother to smile and not explain?

"Hey, wait, didn't I tell you not to call me Master?" Why stare at Mathida and said.

Madida's eyes rolled and she said seriously: "What am I calling you? A life-saving benefactor or a great benefactor. You have saved my life and helped me avenge me."

"Uh, you can call me a little brother, or a big brother, or something like that!" Why do you say shamelessly?

"Call him uncle, or blame him uncle!" Lin Lai just took the dinner out of the small yard. He heard the words of Why do you mean, and hummed coldly.

"Uh, I'm joking, call me boss." Why touch your nose awkwardly?

Matida lowered her head: "Oh! I understand."

"It's time to eat, Jizel, hurry up and wash your hands, you're going to toss your car tomorrow." Lin Lai shouted loudly to Jizel in the parking space.

Jizel raised his oily hands, wiped them on his jeans randomly, and then walked towards the dining table. Jizel always believed that eating was done with his mouth, and whether his hands were dirty or not.

Why do you feel a little unhappy when you see the people on the table eating shrimps? These guys are all eating and living on their own. The daily expenses seem to be too small, but they are also a lot of money when they accumulate, although why don’t you short of money now?

Frank had no choice but to help him drive, and he might have a task at any time, so he could only provide him with food and accommodation. Jizel had a good set of repairs and modifications, and could also be kept. As for Mathida, although she was young, she was already very careful and clever now, and maybe she could really help him.

Only Lin Lai can't help her, she spends a lot of money, and she often makes a name for reimbursement with herself. The system's protection task has been completed, and it seems that there is no need to keep her by her side.

"Ahem, that, Lin Lai!" Why pretend to say unintentionally: "Now you have arrived in Miami, what are your plans for the future?"

"I have no plans!" Lin Lai was stunned for a moment: "Why did you ask that?"

"No, I just ask, are you going to live in Miami, don't you find a job or something?" Why ask 'care'?

Lin Lai's face turned pale: "Why, do you think I'm only going to cause trouble for you?"

Jizel and Madida, who were having dinner together, both looked up and looked at him.

Why have to bite the bullet and say, "Of course not, it's just that the whole world is over. You're in a little trouble, but this is not the point. The point is what we are doing. You know what you know. It will be of no benefit to you when you get involved with us."

Lin Lai's eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked at Hebi stubbornly and nodded. Of course, she understood that she could not help in Hebi's team, and Hebi's team didn't need someone like her. So she has been studying the recipes crazily in the past few days and asked Jizel, Frank, what people like to eat, hoping to make herself useful.

"I understand. I'll leave now and I won't bother you in the future."

"Let's leave tomorrow! Have a meal first, I'll go to the city tomorrow, and I'll send you away successfully. Now it's dark!" Why do you say happily.

"No need!" Lin Lai stood up after saying that, "I'll go upstairs to pack my luggage now."

Why bother: "…..."

Jizel and Madida both watched why, Frank was bowing his head and having a meal.

"Boss, you shouldn't let Linlai go now!" Jizel picked up a loaf of bread and whispered.

Why ask: "Why?"

Jizel: "Your head is worth $200,000 now."

"She dares!" Before he could speak, Madida stood up and shouted excitedly.

Why bother Madida and snorted: "Sit down!"

Why look at Frank and ask, "Frank, what do you think?"

Frank ate the steak expressionlessly. When he heard why he asked him, he stopped his knife and fork and said calmly: "The steak made by Lin Lai is delicious."

Why do you glar at Jizel? Of course, Jizel didn't believe Lin Lai. She just expressed her opinions in a different way.

Matida also remembered at this time that Lin Lai would not betray everyone for 200,000 yuan. She was about to speak, so why had she stood up?

"It's so unlucky. I have to persuade the woman, Jizel, why don't you go up and talk to Lin Lai?" Why pat Jizel on the shoulder?

"Yeah, the soup tonight is so delicious." Jizel seemed to have his head into the soup bowl and didn't look up easily.

"Brother Boss, I'll go!" Matida raised her hand with high spirits.

"Yeah—!" Hey eyes lit up, and he rubbed Matida's head with satisfaction: "Go quickly!"

Lin Lai didn't leave in the end. Not long after Madida went upstairs, Lin Lai and Madida went downstairs. Everyone had a happy meal together, as if nothing had happened. At this point, why bother to wonder the team was officially established?

Frank, a middle-aged veteran driver who sticks to principles, Jizel, a beautiful long-legged girl who is a master of modified vehicles, and the little Loli Matida who strictly carries out the mission as long as there is no order, and the beautiful chef Lin Lai.

As for their team leader, it is said to be an irrational guy.

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Miami city.

An Italian restaurant.

As usual, Lyon ordered a classic pasta and a glass of pure milk.

The restaurant is extremely poor business. In the fast-paced country of Citiland, everyone is used to eating convenient hamburgers, and no one will appreciate the cumbersome Italian meals.

However, Lyon always comes to this restaurant for dinner. In addition to the taste of his hometown, it is also because the owner of this restaurant is his agent.

"Lyon, there is a big order now, but it's a bit tricky," said Lyon's agent.

"What kind of order?" Lyon asked slowly after drinking the milk from the cup.

Lyon's agent is a middle-aged fat man. After so many years of cooperation, he has become accustomed to Lyon's slowness and has doubled the milk to Lyon before speaking.

"The total amount is 200,000 US dollars. After making this order, you can get 80,000." The middle-aged fat man said with a gesture of "eight": "But this order is a bit troublesome, and the client himself doesn't know what the person he is going to kill looks like."

Lyon was stunned for a moment.

The middle-aged fat man explained: "It's the killer who killed Stan Phil. Now no one knows who the killer is, so to complete the task, you must first find out the killer. I cleared a thousand dollars of intelligence fees to the task force investigating the case. They will notify me as soon as possible when they find someone. You must succeed before the police start the arrest."

Lyon nodded.

"By the way, Stan Phil died in the apartment where you live. Have you noticed anything unusual?" The middle-aged fat man patted his forehead and asked suddenly.

"I saw the other person!" Lyon said calmly.

"What?" The middle-aged fat man jumped up excitedly: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You don't ask!" Lyon said naturally.

If the middle-aged fat man hadn't known that he wouldn't be able to beat Lyon, he really wanted to beat him up and waste a thousand dollars of intelligence fees in vain.

"You recognize the other person's appearance!" said the middle-aged fat man happily.

Two hundred thousand US dollars is a drop in Taicang for Why, but it is a big fortune for Lyon and others.

Lyon shook his head: "I didn't see the other person's face clearly, but I vaguely felt that he was an Asian race."

"Asian Killer!" the middle-aged fat man murmured, quickly thinking about all the Asian Killers on the killer rankings.

"Is it 'o'? It shouldn't be that. On the day Stanfield was killed, O also made a mission in R country. It could not be him. Could it be Thor, who shot one person, it's Thor's style. If it was Thor, then the 200,000 dollars would be too little."

Lyon lowered his head and ate noodles seriously, ignoring what the middle-aged fat man was thinking. He was just a killer, not a detective, and he would not do anything outside his career. He did not want to do it, nor did he want to do it.

After Lyon finished dinner and walked out of the restaurant, Don and his group arrived in Miami.

"Dang, let's rent a place to settle down first. We have a lot of people, so it's not a good deal to stay in a hotel every day." Letty looked at the Miami Hotel across the street and whispered to Boss Don.

"Okay! Stay in the hotel for another night tonight, and we will find a house to move tomorrow." Boss Tang waved boldly. It was obvious that the car that Jizel stole was bought at a good price, which made Boss Tang feel confident in speaking.

"Boss, do you have a room?" asked Boss Tang.

"How about having a suite, two bedrooms and one living room, you have five people, so how about adding three luxurious single rooms?" the hotel owner smiled.

"No need, I'll have a suite. Letty, you and Mia sleep in the room. Vince and Jesse are all working on the floor in the living room for one night." Boss Don asked Vince and Jesse: "Is there any problem?"

Of course, Vince and Jesse said that there was no problem. At the most difficult time, they had slept in the car.

"Okay, this is your room, Room 2406."
Chapter completed!