At the same time, Mira in the basement had also connected to the surveillance cameras on several streets near the restaurant, and saw the scene where Ian was taken away, as well as the black car.

He quickly dialed Trang's number and informed him of the vehicle's whereabouts, only to learn that they had already gone in that direction, and two or three blocks later, Mira's surveillance system actually lost track of the black car.

Half an hour later, Muto and the others came to a commercial street. Although it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, there were still dense crowds here. Muto also completely lost Ian's scent here.

"The people who kidnapped Ian were not simple. They seemed to be deliberately avoiding tracking." Muto said worriedly.

Trang frowned and asked, "Is there any other way?"

Muto shook his head helplessly: "There is no other way for now, unless we call the police, but even if we call the police, I am afraid it will be difficult to find Ian's whereabouts for a while."

After some discussion, everyone concluded that since it was a kidnapping, I believed there would be some demands, and searching like this was not an option, so they had no choice but to return to the entertainment city.

But as soon as they arrived at the door, they heard a burst of hearty laughter, which was very familiar. When they walked in, they saw who it was if it wasn't Ian. They saw that he was chatting happily with Betsy.

"You are all back." Ian stood up and said to Trang and the others.

"This...what is going on?" Trang looked at the scene in front of him and really couldn't figure it out.

"Well... I can't explain it for a while. I'll figure it out and tell you tomorrow." After Ian finished speaking, he followed Betsy who got up and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Muto asked quickly.

"I'll take Miss Betsy back." Ian smiled.

"I'll go with you to avoid any more problems." Muto took two steps forward and said.

"You...you go back, I don't need you to come with me." Ian said angrily, causing Trang and the others to laugh.

Wu Teng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will never come within a hundred meters of you, so that's okay."

"It's up to you." After Ian said this, he followed Betsy two steps behind.

Muto sighed helplessly and followed slowly.

Along the way, Ian and Betsy had a pretty good conversation. Ian talked about his origins and some interesting things about his time in the orphanage. He kept making Betsy happy, sometimes worried, and sometimes surprised.

"I didn't expect that your experience would be so tortuous. I am different from you, or even the exact opposite." After Betsy sighed, she also told Ian about her previous life.

After listening, Ian finally understood why Amir had to ask himself if he had money. Betsy's life as a child could be described as a princess, but since his father disappeared more than ten years ago, huge things have happened.

Due to the changes, her mother sold her jewelry, treasures, and even the house she originally lived in. It was supposed to be a huge fortune, but her mother had a gambling habit, so she quickly spent the money.

It's all gone. If Amir hadn't been helping them, maybe Betsy would have been reduced to a beggar.

In the past few years, Betsy has been working in Amir's restaurant, barely supporting their mother and daughter's lives until now.

"Amir is your uncle?" Ian asked.

"I have always called him uncle, because he has always taken care of my mother and me since I can remember." Betsy thought for a moment and said.

Ian smiled at this time and said: "Since Mr. Amir doesn't want you to work in his restaurant, you might as well come to work in my entertainment city. What do you think?"

Betsy stopped and looked at Ian doubtfully for half a minute. It wasn't until Ian blushed again that she smiled and said, "Haha, you're not attracted to me, are you?"

As soon as she said these words, Ian's face turned even redder, which made Betsy couldn't hold it back any longer, and tears of laughter came out.

"Well...then how much salary can you give me?" After a while, Betsy finally stopped laughing and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"How much do you get paid every month at the restaurant?" Ian asked.

"The monthly salary plus tips should be more than five thousand US dollars," Betsy said confidently.

"That's a lot." This was beyond Ian's expectation. Generally, the salary of a waiter in a restaurant is only about two thousand dollars, and even including tips, it is only about three thousand dollars.

"My tips are the biggest in the restaurant." Betsy couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when talking about tips, looking very proud.

"Then I'll give you a salary of five thousand dollars. I don't care about tips. If you do well, how about a promotion and a raise?" Ian said half-jokingly. He didn't want Betsy to think that he was

After catering to her and getting to know Betsy, Ian did not feel that Betsy was a girl who needed money to make her happy.

"The salary is not bad, but I have a condition." Betsy approached Ian's ear and whispered mysteriously.

"What conditions?" Ian asked.

"Don't disturb me when I'm working." After Betsy said that, she giggled again: "I'm home. I'll go to work tomorrow. Goodbye."

"Hehe..." On the way back, Ian giggled from time to time, making Muto who was following him worried that he was stupid.

When he returned to the entertainment city, only Trang was still waiting, and the time had already reached twelve o'clock. Ian said: "Let's all go and have a rest. Let's talk tomorrow."

When Ian returned to the room, Betsy's beautiful voice was still in his mind, which kept him from falling asleep for a long time, so he had no choice but to study the Death Assist System.

The original survival time of more than a hundred days now only lasted for thirty-four days. However, if he had not strengthened his physical fitness in time to improve his strength and close combat ability, he might not have been able to escape.

Moreover, the one hundred death coins increased the strength by one level, and the effect was very obvious. When Ian clenched his fist, the force from the inside out was completely different from what he felt before, otherwise it would not have been possible with one punch.

Let that Joey lose his fighting ability.

As for the improvement in close combat ability, it is not very obvious. I just feel that there are some more memories of fighting in my mind, as if he already knew it. In addition, there is also a body memory, just like knowing how to scratch an itch. No.

It takes some thinking to react to an attack, but overall it's worth it.

But as soon as the survival time was reduced, Ian felt a sense of urgency again. He didn't know how long it would take for the Holy Fire to take action again after receiving the cloud bomb. This matter also needs to be considered in advance, but after looking at the God of Death
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