Lora looked at Chen Zhao. After examining Lora, Chen Zhao stood up.
“Your biggest problem now is that you’re too weak, so you should try to eat as much as you can. Food high in protein can make you stronger. Also… do you need treatment for your hair loss? It’s not free though.”
“…” Lora turned her head and looked at Risfar.
Risfar immediately said, “Of course.”
Lora was actually bald because of chemotherapy. She was wearing a wig at the moment.
Moreover, chemotherapy had destroyed her hair follicles, so her hair could not grow anymore.
No woman, or person in general, liked being bald.
“Don’t be afraid to become fat for now. Becoming fat is actually good for you because your body needs a lot of nutrients,” Chen Zhao said. “Would you like to stay for lunch? Fali won’t be back, so I will be alone anyway.”
“Sure, if you don’t mind.”
Chen Zhao cooked quite a number of dishes, as well as a large pot of rice.
Risfar and Lora looked at Chen Zhao. He had eaten more than the two of them combined.
In fact, it was many times more.
“Chen, I didn’t know that you have such a large appetite.”
“Yup, I always eat a lot.”
“Chen, I seem to be eating more than I usually do too.” Lora got herself another bowl of rice.
Chen Zhao’s cooking skill was above average, but definitely not exceptional.
The chefs in Risfar’s house were Michelin star chefs. Despite so, Lora would not eat a lot.
However, Lora could eat much more at Chen Zhao’s place. Even she found it unbelievable.
“It’s great that you can eat. It means your digestive system and taste buds are still normal. It’ll really be troublesome if your digestive system is damaged.”
“Chen, I heard you’re looking for a water engineering team?” Risfar had been investigating Chen Zhao in the last two days. He wanted to know what Chen Zhao needed.
“Yes.”
“Leave it to me.”
“Err…”
“Don’t reject it. You saved Lora, so I have to do something for you.”
“Alright,” Chen Zhao nodded and did not reject the offer.
After lunch, Risfar and Lora left.
Chen Zhao planned to take a stroll outside to help with digestion.
Chen Zhao went to Mr. Doman’s manor, which was very close to the hillside villa. Indeed, they were only a few kilometers apart.
“Hi, Mr. Doman.”
“Chen, what a surprise to see you. I heard that your house was burnt and I thought you would be busy.”
“Huh? Why does the whole world know what happened to my house?” Chen Zhao laughed bitterly. “By the way, where is Normans?”
“In her room.”
“I’ll go and find her.”
“Sure.”
When Chen Zhao opened Normans’ door directly, he realized Normans was sitting on the window sill in her bra again.
A ball flew toward Chen Zhao. He lifted his hand and caught it.
“Normans, it’s solid. You might just kill me.”
“It’s great to kill an asshole who doesn’t even know how to knock.” Normans widened his eyes at Chen Zhao.
“What’s the last time you exercised? Look at the extra meat on your belly.”
“Lazy to move.”
“That’s not a good habit. Choose an activity. I’ll train with you for the rest of the afternoon.”
“Boxing. I want to beat the shit out of you.”
“Sure, let’s box then.”
“You’re not allowed to fight back.”
Chen Zhao shrugged his shoulders. He really did not think Normans could hurt him.
Normans took two sets of protective gear and the two put them on.
At the start, Normans was really enthusiastic, raining down her fists at Chen Zhao.
However, after more than ten minutes, she realized that she could not move Chen Zhao at all.
She thought that she was strong enough, but Chen Zhao was even stronger.
Moreover, she felt as if she was punching a piece of iron. She could even feel Chen Zhao’s metal-like muscles through her gloves.
“I’m done.” Normans was covered in sweat. She removed her gloves and threw them onto the floor.
Then, she jumped into the swimming pool and looked at Chen Zhao. “Aren’t you coming down to wash your sweat?”
“Nah, I’ll take a shower when I go back,” Chen Zhao said. “I’m leaving first.”
Blackie had been following Chen Zhao. “Chen Zhao, help me to move my things. I need to put them in the new house first.”
…
Spike realized that the situation was far worse than he had imagined.
He thought that Chen Zhao was merely a Chinese.
What influence could a Chinese have in Los Angeles?
However, it was not the reality. Spike discovered that all the gangs and police in Los Angeles were hunting him down.
Even the TV station was broadcasting his information. He did not even dare to show up during the day.
He felt as if he was against the whole world, haunted by the whole world.
He was now hidden in the suburbs and only dared to buy food from the nearby supermarket at night.
The pile of cash beside him was his only comfort.
He had always been bringing it with him.
In addition, he also had the pendant. Even time he held the pendant, he would temporarily forget about his current predicament.
At the moment, he was in a shed built by tramps. It had long been abandoned.
At night, Spike left his hide.
He went to the 24hr supermarket nearby. Spike took some items, ready to pay.
Just then, the television near the counter broadcast his identity as a wanted criminal.
The cashier looked at Spike, who subconsciously pointed his gun at the cashier.
“Give me your car key.” The cashier could only do as told.
Spike grabbed the key from the counter and left.
Then, the alarms in the supermarket buzzed loudly. Spike escaped in the car in panic.
The roads were dark and confusing. Spike did not know where to go. He drove the car blankly, stuffing fast food into his mouth.
Unknowingly, he arrived at Beverly Hills.
Spike somehow parked the car at a hillside villa. Many villas in Beverly Hills were actually vacant.
The villa before him was in complete darkness. Perhaps it was empty and he could hide in it for a few days, enjoying himself in the meantime.
Spike climbed up to the rooftop and then dropped down into the living room.
Immediately, he had a terrifying feeling.
Without any reason, Spike turned his head around and pointed his gun behind him at once.
An enormous creature was right before him…
Bang!
Spike fired the gun. The giant in the darkness took a step back.
Before Spike knew it, he was pushed by a great force from behind. His head landed hard onto the stairs.
