Being Plotted

Unable to stop Laurent's persistent pestering, Chen Zhao could only accept the client.

Chen Zhao, Laurent and his three bodyguards came to an old street.

Chen Zhao turned his head and glanced at Laurent. "Laurent, are you sure you're coming with me?"

"Call me Mr.," Laurent said with his eyes wide.

Chen Zhao ignored Laurent. Although there was no one around, the place looked like those gang assembly points in movies.

If something were to happen to Laurent, Chen Zhao really did not know how to explain to Fali.

"You three better protect this old man properly," Chen Zhao said with a dark look.

"Mr. Laurent, I think we should leave now." Kane seemed to be worried too.

"Why did I hire you? To protect me!" Laurent shouted.

"Mr. Laurent, the person who hired us is Ms. Winnip... not you."

"What's the difference?"

Chen Zhao had a headache. He parked at the roadside.