What Pang Jindong didn't expect was that as soon as he had handled these matters, Agent House actually called and asked nervously: "Where are you?"

Faced with Agent House, who had just sent someone to murder him, and then pretended to be nothing, Pang Jingdong felt very helpless. As the saying goes: "If you are shameless, you are invincible." Agent House is the only one among the invincibles.

Defeated. Pang Jindong took a deep breath and asked: "Do you think I will tell you?"

Agent House put on a concerned look and told Pang Jindong: "I am very concerned about your safety!"

Pang Jindong almost cursed, but considering that Agent House couldn't understand it at all, he could only say instead: "Thank you very much! But next time you send someone to kill me, you must choose someone with good eyesight!"

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"Jerry, my phone was tapped. I never expected such a thing to happen!"

"Really, you are so unfortunate!"

"When my people arrived at the scene, they happened to see the unlucky Asian man lying on the ground. He searched nearby for a long time and never saw you."

Pang Jindong asked patiently: "Then who sent the killer?"

"I really don't know..." After a moment of silence, Agent House continued: "Probably Director Anderson passed over me and gave the order directly!"

"You are Director Anderson's most loyal lackey, and you are suspected of betraying him by saying these things!"

Agent House felt very uncomfortable with this evaluation given to him by Pang Jindong. However, he did not comment and just said: "I am loyal to Director Anderson. Because of this, I hope that Director Anderson can take the right path."

Pang Jindong asked strangely: "What do you mean by this?"

"Director Anderson hopes to sit on the throne of the president. This is his lifelong wish. It should even be said that this is an ideal that any man should have."

"What on earth do you want to say?" Pang Jindong felt more and more strange about Agent House's attitude.

Agent House sighed and asked slowly: "Jerry, can I believe it?"

"Of course! Because at least I won't send anyone to kill you!" Pang Jindong said this, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "To be precise, I won't now!"

Faced with such obvious sarcasm, Agent House didn't seem to mind, as if the killer had nothing to do with him. He continued his topic: "But in order to achieve this goal, Director Anderson has changed a lot. In the past, he was loyal and trustworthy.

He began to learn betrayal. He was ruthless and showed no mercy to anyone who might block his way."

Pang Jindong mocked: "Congratulations on finding a good teacher!"

Agent House still didn't mind Pang Jingdong's attitude, and said with some worry: "I know Director Anderson may point the finger at me one day, but as a subordinate who has followed him for so many years, I still sincerely hope

He can fulfill his dream and be the Director Anderson he once was."

Pang Jindong thought for a moment and told Agent House: "There are some roads where there is no way to turn back!"

"I know!" Agent House said, sighing helplessly.

Pang Jindong asked: "Do you have anything else?"

"I hope I can keep you safe!"

Pang Jindong flatly refused: "No need! I am very well now, but with your protection it will be even more troublesome!"

Agent House smiled bitterly and said, "Then I can only wish you good luck!"

Pang Jindong asked: "Is it that simple?"

"As long as it is confirmed that Senator Reavie is dead, I will release your brother immediately." After a pause, Agent House added: "Even if Director Anderson disagrees, I will definitely fulfill my promise!"

After hanging up the phone with Agent House, Pang Jindong felt very confused.

Agent House's call was obviously not for chatting, let alone to express unnecessary concern for Pang Jindong. He had two purposes: one was to know where Pang Jindong was now; the other was to try to explain that the killer was not him.

Sent. But as long as Agent House is not a fool, he will know that neither of these two goals can be achieved. For the former one, it is impossible for Pang Jindong to say; for the latter one, Pang Jindong does not have enough reasons to believe it.

"So what is Agent House's purpose?" Pang Jindong had questions in his mind.

Pang Jindong didn't have a chance to think more. Another call came in, this time from little Aisen.

"I hope you have good news to tell me!" Pang Jindong sighed and told the other party.

Little Aisen said with a slightly excited tone: "You are very lucky. I really brought good news. The person you asked me to find has been found."

Pang Jindong said impatiently: "Tell me quickly!"

Based on the clues provided by Pang Jindong, little Aisen finally learned the whereabouts of Benjamin through many channels.

A few years ago, Benjamin suddenly became enthusiastic about stock trading. For some reason, he was sure that an insurance stock could rise sharply, so he invested all his family property in it and promoted loan sharking. But then the September 11 Incident broke out

, not only did the stock market plummet, but many insurance companies went bankrupt, including the stock that Benjamin bought.

Benjamin lost everything in an instant, reneged on the boxing club to repay his debts, and ended up living on the street. Now he is wandering on a side street in Brooklyn, living on the roof of a nearby abandoned building.

Pang Jindong said: "You have done so much for me, thank you!"

"It's nothing." After a pause, little Aisen asked: "Are you going to find him?"

"Yes!"

Little Aisen hesitated before saying: "I hope..."

Pang Jindong interrupted little Aisen and told him: "I am very aware of my current situation and will never cause trouble."

"So you're just here to visit an old friend?"

Pang Jindong nodded: "Yes!"

After putting down Xiao Aisen's phone, Pang Jindong immediately rushed to where Benjamin was.

The location provided by Little Aisen is very remote. It is a very dilapidated building with only a few residents. It is conceivable that they are all poor people who can live in such a place. But even so, the residents do not want to live in a place like this.

The top of his head has become a safe haven for homeless people. The fact that Benjamin can live here may indicate that he still has some prestige in this neighborhood.

When there was no news about Benjamin, Pang Jindong was extremely eager to see him, but when he was so close, Pang Jindong felt a little hesitant.

Pang Jindong walked up the steps step by step. The exposed concrete made a "rustling" sound under his feet, and Pang Jindong's heartbeat continued to increase.

All this stems from Pang Jindong's inability to know what Benjamin will tell him.

In the past ten years, Pang Jindong has been accustomed to accepting the reality that his parents unfortunately died in a car accident, and he embarked on the road of mercenary service to pay off his debts. Pang Jindong has also been accustomed to the life created by this reality. If today, Benjamin told

He himself, all this is a secret, Pang Jindong doesn't know how he should face it.

Pang Jindong didn't have much time to prepare mentally, and quickly reached the roof of the building. In an instant, Pang Jindong suddenly prayed that Benjamin was not at home, or that little Aisen's information was wrong.

A simple shack was built on the roof of the building using cardboard boxes and wooden boards. It exuded a stinky smell. In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of accommodation was no different from a dog kennel. Beside the shack, there was an old man lying reclining.

He was drinking wine. His clothes were very shabby and his body was dirty.

Pang Jindong looked carefully for a long time before he recognized that the other person was the Benjamin he was looking for. In ten years, Benjamin had changed as if half a century had passed. He had lost weight several times, and his face was covered with gray beard.

, with sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, and an extremely haggard look. The shrewd and capable veteran who was respected everywhere has become such an octogenarian.

"Uncle!" Pang Jindong walked up to Benjamin and greeted softly.

Benjamin slowly raised his head and looked at Pang Jindong, his cloudy eyes without a trace of light. After a long time, a light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you... Jerry?"

"Uncle, it's me!" Pang Jindong said, squatting down.

"Jerry, it's really you!" Benjamin sat up and hugged Pang Jindong tightly.

This hug made Pang Jingdong realize even more that the strong Uncle Benjamin at the time had become so weak now.

"Long years no see!" Pang Jindong sighed.

Benjamin held Pang Jindong's cheeks with both hands and looked at it carefully. After a while, he stroked Pang Jindong's golden hair and asked strangely: "How did you become like this?"

Pang Jindong smiled and replied: "I think this is cooler!"

Benjamin nodded slightly: "You have grown up and become more handsome!"

"He also became an excellent mercenary!" Pang Jindong's smile was filled with emotion after meeting again after a long separation. "And I need to thank you for all this. It was you who gave me devilish training and made my combat skills better."

In one year, my skills and experience have reached a level that it would take others several years to achieve! As a result, many people were surprised as to why I was so good right after I debuted!"

When Pang Jindong said the words "mercenary", Benjamin was suddenly stunned, then smiled awkwardly and lowered his head.

Pang Jindong looked at Benjamin's current home and asked with emotion: "Why did uncle become like this?"

Benjamin sighed and replied slowly: "Because I always have an insatiable pursuit of money..."

Pang Jindong shrugged: "Everyone has a passion for money. It is this passion that drives us forward, but the uncle obviously chose the wrong direction."

"I listened to an asshole broker and risked investing all my family property in the securities market, but I never thought that 9/11 would happen..."

"I can help you!"

Hearing this, Benjamin looked up at Pang Jindong and seemed a little excited. However, after a long time, he weakly shook his head and refused: "Thank you, but it's no longer needed..."

Pang Jindong asked: "Why?"

"I heard that you Chinese people believe in fate, and now I believe it too. My life is destined to be like this, and no matter how hard I try, it will be useless. And now that I am older, I have wasted a lot of time chasing wealth, and now I don't want to continue

Waste your limited life on the same thing."

"But..." Looking at Benjamin's shack, Pang Jingdong hesitated to speak.

"I'm fine now!" Benjamin noticed Pang Jindong's gaze, looked at his current home with pride, and then said with a smile: "Although it is a little shabby, it is still a place to live. Even if you stay in a five-star hotel,

The presidential suite only requires such a large place to sleep. Here you can also be accompanied by the beautiful moonlight, do whatever you want, and enjoy life to the fullest."

Pang Jindong insisted: "But now I have the ability to make your life better!"
To be continued...