Dozo America

After all, this girl has not been tortured by life. Perhaps it is because of Tia's protection for her that she is used to living in her own small circle, and she is at a loss when facing difficulties. Faced with

Lana's sadness, Tia snorted disdainfully, then turned around and walked into her room. After a while, she walked out, and then threw a bunch of scattered US dollar bills into Lana's bed with a bang.

before.

"If it's okay, you cry like a girl, but you are indeed a girl!" Tia snorted, "Take it, there are still three thousand dollars here, enough for you to frame your painting, right

Yes, this is my entire family fortune. It is best if your paintings can be sold for money, otherwise I will kill you!"

Although she said it harshly, Tia's concern for Lana was beyond words. Lana moved her hands a little embarrassed, as if she wanted to refuse, but when Tia glared, she quickly picked up the money.

"I will pay you back. Even if my paintings can't be sold and I fail, I will work all my life to pay you back!" Lana said, and rushed out with her paintings like flying.

, like a gust of wind, and then heard a "bang" of the door, and the sound of the old car starting outside.

"This girl just likes to put on makeup and show off." Tia said to Zhen Fan disdainfully, but asked with concern, "This... can her paintings really be sold? You don't have to tell the price.

A painting can be sold for more than 100,000 yuan. Maybe my Lana is Christopher Wall."

"Who is Christopher Wall?" Zhen Fan was stunned and looked at Tia, "Is he famous?"

"Of course. The person Lana often mentioned seems to be a painter. One piece of work can be sold for one million dollars. Of course. We can take our time. If one of Lana's paintings can sell for one hundred thousand dollars, I will be satisfied.

!" Tia chuckled, "From your point of view, is this possible?"

"I don't know. I haven't bought any works, nor have I participated in any art exhibitions, nor have I been to any art exhibitions. Maybe, maybe not. Who knows!" Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders and pulled

He had no idea how much Lana's works could be sold for. If he knew that there were many painters like Lana in the United States who only sold a painting for a few thousand or even a few hundred dollars, he didn't know what he would think.

Painters do need painting talent and marketing skills to sell paintings. Some people have talent, but their works cannot be sold at high prices. But some people are not very talented, but are good at marketing, and sometimes their works will sell.

A good price. But no matter what, talent and ability come first. Then marketing is very important.

To be honest, Lana does have talent. Even Zhen Fan, who doesn't know much about it, can feel it. I guess Tia can also feel it, but high talent does not mean you will become famous immediately. People with talent like Lana can't help but feel it.

There are many in the United States, but very few have become famous. This is the reality.

Now that Zhen Fan has decided to help this girl, the first step is to make her famous. I believe it will not be a big problem if it is left to Melissa to handle. Melissa is best at doing such things. From now on, Zhen Fan

This can be seen in the increasing profits.

If in the past Zhen Fan was just a nouveau riche in the eyes of the rich in Los Angeles, then now Zhen Fan can be said to be a completely standard upper-class person. For example, some of the invitations he has received from the rich circle are more than

There were a lot more before, and this is proof.

Lana went to decorate her paintings, but at this time, Plath and Ennis, who had fled the United States and fled to Mexico, did not leave Mexico immediately. That night they pushed the cars of the hoodlums into a river.

, and then the two of them found a small hotel to stay in the city.

"Why don't we leave immediately!" Ennis was a little confused. Living in a small hotel and not going out all day made him a little annoyed, because Plath warned him that if he went out, he would probably be questioned by the police because he

The faces of Middle Easterners in this country are something to be wary of, and there are very few Middle Easterners in Mexico.

"Of course, unless your brain is kicked by a donkey, you will want to leave immediately!" Plath said to Ennis, "Stay in the hotel honestly these days, don't go anywhere, I will find this place

Local snakes, I know they have connections and will give us a reasonable identity and passport!"

"Well, you are always right!" Ennis couldn't defeat Plath, but he knew that by following Plath's command, especially in this matter of escaping from the United States, he had already experienced Plath's power.

It makes things that were originally difficult become very easy, even though the experience was thrilling.

"Listen, stay here, I'll go out for a walk first!" Plath warned Ennis, and then went out. As soon as the door closed, Ennis couldn't help but throw the cigarette case in his hand towards the door.

, although he has to obey Plath's command, it does not necessarily mean that he likes him.

Putting on his hat, Plath wandered around the corners of this Mexican city. Based on some information he had obtained from the police, he quickly found the local smuggler Sebastian Creton, a man with pits on his face.

A guy with a thick face, a typical image of a Mexican gang boss.

"I need a passport!" In a large office on the second floor of a local auto repair shop, this is Creton's lair. It is also his fault that Plath was able to find this place without attracting attention.

People's place.

"I know you. You did something earth-shattering in the United States. The bombing in Los Angeles. Now police and CIA all over the United States are looking for you. Why should I take this risk?" Creton is obviously not a gangster.

He knew everything about Plath in the United States.

"I just want a passport, and you make a price." Plath frowned at Creton and said, "Don't you think you're going too far? I'm here to buy a passport. If you make an offer and I accept it, then we'll make a deal.

." He said this with a bit of impatience, which made several big men standing behind Plath take two steps towards him.

Credon smiled and waved his hand to make the thugs move back. However, he slowly stood up, walked to Plath and said, "Do you know how much the reward is for you in the United States? Three

A million dollars, plus there's another one, also worth a million dollars, do you think you can offer four million dollars for a passport?"

Seeing Creton walking around him, Plath smiled slightly and said without moving: "If you think I'm worth three million dollars, then hand me over to the U.S. government. It's easy to do. If you

If you don’t want to do this, then just make a price!”

"Haha, you are really brave!" Credon clapped softly and laughed, "You are worthy of being an important agent of the former asshole. I like people like you very much. And I deeply admire what you have done in the United States.

.Three million US dollars... Haha, let alone three million US dollars, even if it is thirty million US dollars, I will not hand you over to them."

"Then...make a price. We don't need to talk nonsense. I want to leave here!" Plath stared at Credon. He was very sure that Credon would not sell himself for three million dollars, because they and the United States

F**kers are sworn enemies and will not stop fighting. They will only applaud this kind of behavior. If three million dollars can find someone to explode in a prosperous metropolis in the United States and kill some Americans, they will even be very happy to do so.

Do.

"No, no, buddy, no money, this time...I'll give it to you for free!" Credon smiled, patted Plath on the shoulder, then snapped his fingers, and someone came in to see

He looks quite thin. "Make him a passport, but I suggest you use another face. Don't you guys have special makeup skills? We can too. I guarantee you will become another person."

!”

"Can I bring my partner with me? He is also someone who needs to change!" Plath looked at Creton. He was really not afraid that he would betray him, because it would not do any good!

"Of course, bring him here!" Credon nodded.

Plath walked out of the car repair shop. His expression was a little dazed. His appearance was now a little different. He touched his face and couldn't see any flaws. The laser makeup technology was perfect. Two

In a few days, he will get a new passport, and then he can leave here openly. Now he has to get Enis to come too.

Just walking, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. This was a very strange feeling, because this uneasy feeling had been bothering him for a long time. He had already had it when he was in that border town in the United States.

. He decided to wait and see, get the passport ready first, and then wait a few more days.

What he doesn't know is that no matter where he and Ennis go, he will be caught by Zhen Fan in the United States, because Zhen Fan has planted a spell in Ennis's body, no matter where he is or how.

Change cannot escape Zhen Fan's grasp. This is why Zhen Fan doesn't care at all about their escape.

As Plath walked, the scene in the kitchen of the villa that night emerged in her mind again. The young man could obviously shoot before him, and there was nothing wrong with his gun, and there was no bullet jam.

possibility, because he knew it when he finally turned around, picked up the young man's gun and shot at the corpse. There was no need for the young man to feel pity for himself and sacrifice his life.

Is it his own shitty luck? Obviously, he doesn't believe this. He only believes that good preparation is the source of luck, so he has not solved this question and he doesn't want to proceed with the next plan. He always feels that there is a pair of

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