Luo Ang said seriously: "I want to know his movements at all times before the Chicago Police Department catches him. You must never let him out of your sight!"

"So, you have to take the money. It's only around five o'clock in the afternoon. There is still a lot of time before twelve o'clock in the evening. If you are looking for someone to stare at for so long, you'd better take the money with you until he is caught.

You can withdraw your people and pay them the money!"

"What you said makes sense..."

Seeing that Hicks was still thinking, Luo Ang patted him on the shoulder and said: "This is not a business matter. We may need to use them in the future, so it is very important to establish a good reputation from the beginning."

Necessary things.”

Hearing his explanation, Hicks nodded hesitantly and said: "Yes, that's what those street gangsters do when they find people to do things for. I've said before, Leon, if you really work on the streets, you can definitely become Oder."

·A South Side boss like Reed!”

Aud Reed?

When Roang heard this name, he thought of the fate of his father Robben, and whispered: "Hicks, remember it!"

"It's not easy to get around on the streets. The dangers hidden inside are also unimaginable to others. We don't have a big shot to protect us, so we just make some money for information. Don't get involved in those bad things underground!"

"...Okay...Since you said so, then I will listen to you. You have never suffered a loss since I have known you. Brother, I believe you!"

Hicks hesitated at first, then said firmly.

After hammering his chest, Luo Ang said angrily: "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense here. You go find someone now, keep an eye on the idiot who lives in the hotel, and get our first business deal!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

"Just wait for my good news, this is for you..."

Hicks handed a note to Ron

"This is the detailed address of the hotel. If he goes somewhere else, I will send someone to deliver the latest address!"

"Um!"

Putting the note away and looking at Hicks leaving, Luo Ang looked at the still bright sky in the distance. The next nearly seven hours would be the first and most critical first step in setting sail for his dream.

!

...

Time continued to pass, and Luo Ang, who was gradually getting restless, looked at the wall clock. It was already ten thirty-five, and there was only less than twenty-five minutes left before the promised eleven o'clock.

"Click"

At this time, there was a sudden sound outside the door.

Luo Ang's expression changed. Could it be that the criminal on Riverside Road was not as stupid as he seemed and had already moved his position, so Hicks sent someone here?

He came to the door in three steps and two steps. Luo Ang, who opened the wooden door, looked at the people outside the door and shouted in surprise: "Aunt Denise?"

"what?"

Denise, who was holding the key and ready to open the door, looked at Leon at home, her eyes widened suddenly, and she asked in surprise: "Damn it, Leon, why are you discharged from the hospital?"

"Well......"

Luo Ang coughed quickly. He didn't want to tell the truth directly. His brain was working rapidly, trying to find an excuse to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Denise walked into the house, put down the things in her hands, hugged Roang, and whispered: "Damn, you really scared me to death when you were in the hospital!"

Luo Ang patted his aunt sheepishly and whispered comfort: "Hey, can't you see me in the hospital these days?"

"Why are you so excited now?"

Aunt Denise said angrily: "Leon, that's a hospital, a hospital!"

"Those M-FXXK people there can't even say a word of what they say. They just M-FXXK them to make money. They keep asking you for this and that. They have only one purpose, which is to put money in your pocket.

Empty out!”

"Hey, Leon! People there said you're fine. Maybe it's just for medical expenses, which does not exceed the scope of medical insurance?"

"Who knows what those guys who suck human blood are thinking when they know that you are from the slums in the south? Maybe they are worried that we can't afford the money and want to drive you out as soon as possible?"

As they spoke, Aunt Denise pinched Roang a few times in dissatisfaction, "Your parents worked so hard to get you medical insurance. When you were hospitalized, you should have had a good check-up and had all your illnesses cured before you came out."

, why did you run out so quickly?"

Roang didn't know why Aunt Denise had so much resentment against the hospital, but he could only keep nodding in confusion, indicating that it was his fault.

When his aunt had finished speaking, he glanced at the wall clock in the living room and found that it was almost ten-fifty.

Roan, who was anxious in his heart, could only say that he had something urgent and he would come home immediately. Without letting Aunt Denise ask, he hurriedly put on his coat and rushed out the door, quickly heading towards the address he told Erwin during the day.

"call!"

Panting heavily, Luo Ang stopped under a tree in front of No. 2119 in the South District. This was the location he told Erwin.

This place is not very far from Luo Ang's house, about a hundred meters away, and there are no cars or pedestrians on the road. With his back leaning against a big tree, he can easily see everything in front of his house under the streetlight.

This was to prevent Hicks from sending someone to him as soon as he left home, trying to tell him the latest location of the prisoner on Riverside Road, but they couldn't find Roan, so they looked for him specially.

It has a wide view and is not far from Rohan's home. It is considered the only place in the surrounding neighborhoods that can meet his requirements.

"call......"

After exhaling a breath, it was September in Chicago, and the coldness of autumn gradually began to set in. With his back leaning against the big tree, Luoang had to put his hands in his pockets.

"Hey! What about you!"

A sudden voice sounded behind Luo Ang, which startled him. He turned around and hit the opponent directly in the face with his elbow.

"Bang!"

"Oh no! My nose!"

The visitor covered his bleeding nose and squatted on the ground while shouting loudly.

Only then did Luo Ang realize through the light that the man behind him was wearing a shabby T-shirt and jeans with a hole in them.

On the ground beside him, there was a bottle of wine with some remaining liquid left. It was none other than Frank Gallagher, a well-known alcoholic in this neighborhood.

Chet, why is this guy? Roang cursed in his heart. He knew what kind of person Frank was. To say he was a scoundrel was just to praise him. He was completely shameless. He had no bottom line and was extremely eloquent at the same time.

You said that someone like him, who is so eloquent, can definitely make money by becoming a street reporter or working as a street lobbyist for those damn politicians.

But Frank didn't want to, he just wanted to rely on the hand that was once considered disabled, but in fact everyone knew that he intentionally injured it, to collect disability benefits, and then began to go back and forth between the bar and home, relying on alcohol every day

day.
Chapter completed!