Chen Zhao didn't care about all that. He stuffed Pierce South into the case and kicked it into the ditch.
"Add the dirt."
They kept going until all the dirt was added and the ground was flat.
"How long are you going to bury him for?"
"Let's just wait," Chen Zhao said. "We need to open his mouth. He has the information I need."
"You mean the treasure he mentioned?"
"Are you interested?" Chen Zhao looked at Gaia.
"Of course."
"If I really go find that treasure, you'll get a portion."
"And then? What are you going to do with him?"
"Well, I don't plan on forgiving him," Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly. "This bastard keeps hiring people to kill me."
Chen Zhao and Gaia weren't rookies anymore, so they didn't feel many emotions from this.
If it was when Chen Zhao had first arrived in America, he might be a bit timid.
Now, he had countless deaths in his hands.