"strength?"

Watching Zhao Qitian leave, Paide felt that Zhao Qitian was a bit pretentious.

But this guy is really made up of strength.

After returning to the hotel, Zhao Qitian arranged for all accompanying film shooting staff to leave the United States immediately and return to Longgang City in advance.

The film crews who came to Hollywood with Zhao Qitian basically had nothing to do. It could be said that they were just here to travel, take a tour of Hollywood, and then return the same way.

"Boss, when will we go back?"

Yan Gang looked at Zhao Qitian and asked.

Zhao Qitian was sitting on the sofa in the hotel room. He crossed his legs leisurely, held a cigarette between his fingertips and took a deep drag. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "We still have a few small things to deal with."

As he spoke, Zhao Qitian's eyes showed some sharpness.

Zhao Qitian hates evil as much as he hates it, and he must avenge himself.

The mafia and special forces suddenly appeared on the filming site before. Although their appearance added a lot of color to the movie, you should have a cup of tea with them or something.

But Zhao Qitian still had to slap him hard with his backhand.

It was at this moment that the hotel room door was suddenly pushed open.

It was Monroe walking in from outside.

Monroe was wearing a long black hollow dress. She looked particularly charming, especially her figure, which could give people the illusion of countless postures...

However, for such a charming and charming woman, her eyes seemed to contain a lot of thoughts, giving people an impulse of pity and pity.

"Manager Zhao, I heard... you are all going back to China?"

After Monroe entered the door, she looked directly at Zhao Qitian and asked in a slightly heavy voice.

"Well, yes"

Zhao Qitian looked at Monroe and nodded.

Zhao Qitian clearly knew what Monroe was thinking about at this time.

Monroe was afraid that after she left Hollywood, without protection, she would still be unable to escape Mr. Tang’s pursuit and entanglement.

"What about...me?"

Monroe looked at Zhao Qitian again and asked with a deep frown.

Protecting Monroe's personal safety is now one of Zhao Qitian's main system tasks, so of course Zhao Qitian cannot let any accident happen to Monroe.

And if you want to prevent Monroe from having an accident, you need to solve all the hidden dangers.

Zhao Qitian looked at Monroe with a gentlemanly smile and said: "You are now a contracted artist under our company, but we will not restrict your freedom. You can continue to stay in Hollywood and develop, and our New Creation Film Entertainment Company may

Cooperate with Temont Company for more films. Of course, you can also choose to return to Longgang City with me for development. No matter where you develop, I will absolutely guarantee your safety."

What Zhao Qitian said was very firm and resounding.

But even though Zhao Qitian said these words very firmly, Monroe was still a little worried. After all, this was a major matter related to her own life and safety.

After thinking for a long time, Monroe made a decision in her heart. She looked at Zhao Qitian and said, "I'd better go back to Longgang City with you."

It seems that under the threat of Boss Tang, Monroe chose to go back to Longgang City with Zhao Qitian to escape.

"Well, that's okay"

Zhao Qitian looked at Monroe and nodded with a smile.

Although Monroe chose to return to Longgang City with her, the threatening cancer must be removed!

"Yan Gang, please book a flight back to Longgang in three days."

Zhao Qitian then looked at Yan Gang and said.

"Okay, I got it"

Yan Gang nodded directly, then took out his mobile phone and prepared to book a flight.

After the matters here were discussed, Zhao Qitian took out his mobile phone again and called Prund.

In a high-end private villa in Los Angeles.

Pronde has just returned from the hospital.

After Zhao Qitian forcibly stuffed him with a 'Ten-Day Life-Sustaining Pill', Prund was transferred directly from Tianzao Building to the largest hospital in Los Angeles, and then underwent a comprehensive examination.

The inspection report showed that everything was normal.

Seeing the inspection report, Prund suspected that Zhao Qitian was threatening him. Where in the world could there be such a magical medicine? If he didn't take the antidote for ten days, he would die!

But this is just a suspicion. Plund, who cherishes his life extremely, dare not ignore it. What if this magical oriental medicine has an incubation period?

Just when Prund was restless, Zhao Qitian actually called.

Unsure of the true nature of the 'Ten-Day Life-Sustaining Pill', Plund did not dare not take it.

As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Qitian's commanding voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Xiao Pu, please investigate for me. What is the origin of a person nicknamed 'Boss Tang' in Los Angeles? He

Where are you now?"

Hearing the tone in which Zhao Qitian spoke to him on the phone, Prund's old face turned red with anger.

Zhao Qitian clearly regarded himself as his servant and his puppet.

No matter how you say it, you are the person who is about to become the president of the United States!

If he really wins the election and becomes the president of the United States and is puppeted by him, wouldn't this mean that the entire United States will be controlled by him?

Although he knew the seriousness of the matter, under the threat of death, Prund could only temporarily choose to compromise. In addition, even telling Zhao Qitian truthfully the identity and position of Boss Tang would have no impact on him.

There is no need to investigate Boss Tang's identity. Prund knows it very well and has no interaction with him because we are not from the same party.

"This Boss Tang's full name is Donald Kang. He is the eldest nephew of an elder of the Luofu family. He is also the chairman and president of the Tang Group. His private residence is at 352 Sunset Boulevard."

Prunde said truthfully to Zhao Qitian on the phone.

"Okay, I got it"

"Oh, by the way, one more thing. Isn't there no one in Tianzao Building now? Please help me put the Tianzao Building level in my name, and also get me a green card."

Zhao Qitian on the phone said something else. From the tone of his voice, it seemed that he did not regard Pronde as an outsider at all. He seemed to be an omnipotent steward on the borders of the United States.

Prund was holding the phone with a dark expression on his face, and his hands were even trembling with anger.

Zhao Qitian on the other end of the phone seemed to have not heard Pu Lunde's voice for a long time. He knew what Pu Lunde was thinking, so Zhao Qitian said with a smile: "Xiao Pu, I'm just telling you these things in advance.

Hello, you can wait until you take the initiative to apply for me. I'll wait for your call. Bye."

After speaking, Zhao Qitian on the other end hung up the phone.

Although Zhao Qitian hung up the phone, Prund was still stunned.

Because Zhao Qitian's last words on the phone made Prund feel very strange, but Prund couldn't think of what was strange...

At the same time, in a private villa at 352 Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles.

Boss Tang was talking on his cell phone, and his expression was as if he had eaten a shot of dog shit in his mouth. The bitterness made him grin from ear to ear.

On the other end of the phone was none other than Mr. Tang’s relative, the elder of the Luo Fu family.

Only this time, Elder Luo Fu's tone on the other end of the phone was no longer so calm and kind.

"Tang, what is the origin of that director from China? Why did things happen like this? I asked the army to send a thousand special operations troops, but all of them were killed at the filming site."

Although I didn't see anyone, I can imagine from these words what kind of expression Elder Luo Fu must have at this time.

This is normal, no matter who it is, it is impossible to imagine this ending.

"Uncle...I...I don't know either."

Boss Tang was holding his mobile phone, his face was wrinkled and tears were about to flow out.

Who knows what happened.

"Forget it...forget it...I have arranged for people to investigate carefully."

Elder Luo Fu on the other end of the phone once again showed his excessive doting on this 'illegitimate son', so he did not continue to ask questions. Even if he asked, he might not be able to ask anything.

That is, when the cell phone call was about to be hung up, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open gently.

"Zhao Qitian!"
Chapter completed!