North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Chapter 42 Otherwise, I Should Just Immigrate!!!

Mas's farewell ceremony was held at a venue provided by a funeral company.

Neil invited a local pastor to preside over the ceremony.

The funeral company was quite capable and made the scene very atmospheric and solemn, and also provided a rich variety of desserts and drinks.

When Dean arrived, he almost thought that there was a party here.

There were a lot of people at the scene.

But Dean still found Neil's position in the crowd at a glance.

There was no way.

There were too many men around Neil.

"A bunch of estrus male dogs." Dean pouted his lips, walked through the crowd, and with his strength, forcibly pulled apart two men who were almost sticking to Neil. In Neil's surprised eyes, he hugged her: "Sorry, I'm a little late."

He actually arrived a long time ago, but he just took a walk around the original residence of Santoni Forensic Doctor.

The place had been sealed off, and there were no suspicious people wandering around.

But Dean noticed that there were many more cameras there, so after a simple observation, he left.

Neil was obviously very surprised by Dean's arrival.

After she glanced at the men around her apologetically, she pulled Dean to the corner: "I'm glad you're here today. I was worried about your injury."

"Mas is my good brother. I would have crawled here even if I had to." Dean looked at the crowd: "But I didn't expect Mas to know so many people."

There are probably more than two hundred men and women here.

Hearing this, Neil was a little distressed: "In fact, my brother doesn't have many friends. These people are all employees of my mother's branch."

"You didn't tell me that you are a little rich woman."

Dean looked at Neil with a gentler look.

With his face and figure, is it reasonable for him not to eat gigolos?

"No, that's all my mother's money, and these people make me feel uncomfortable." Neil's face was full of distress: "Fortunately you came."

She didn't like those men with ulterior motives sticking to her, but it was hard to refuse at her brother's farewell ceremony.

Fortunately, Dean came.

While the two were talking.

A handsome young man with a not very friendly look came over and spoke in a genuine London accent: "Neil, is this your friend?"

"This is the son of the president of my mother's branch, a rich second-generation who likes to put on airs." Neil muttered a few words in Dean's ear, and then looked at the young man with an even more unfriendly expression: "Fix, this is Dean, my brother and I's good friend, Dean, this is Fix, a colleague I just met."

Fix was already unhappy when he saw Neil and Dean's intimacy, and he couldn't keep the reserved fake smile on his face after hearing her introduction.

He glared at Dean: "Hello, I'm Fix, the operations director of Damon Company!"

When it came to the operations director of Damon Company.

Fix raised his voice heavily.

"Oh~", Dean stretched out his hand to Neil's waist: "Can't you see that I'm comforting Neil, and you still come to disturb me? You are so blind. Is the person who chose you as the operations director a fool?"

While speaking.

Dean's suit was open, revealing the pistol hanging on his chest.

Fix, who was originally angry, suddenly calmed down.

He looked at Neil.

Neil was suddenly hugged by Dean's soft waist. She lowered her head stiffly. She didn't refute or leave, but her cheeks were flushed, shy and lovely.

Seeing Neil leaning on the other person, lowering her head, and not even looking at him, Fix snorted coldly and turned away with an ugly face.

He drove away the guy who wanted to steal his food.

Dean lowered his head and put his mouth next to Neil's ear, exhaling hot breath: "Sorry, I see that you are very distressed to deal with these people's relationships, so I will help you deal with it by the way."

The earlobe is a sensitive place for most men and women.

This is a very intimate contact.

Neil's delicate body trembled, and she quickly pushed Dean away, breathing slightly hurriedly and said: "It's okay, Dean, I'll go to greet the guests first, you can go shopping by yourself."

After that, she hurried into the inner room.

"Not bad." Dean whistled, walked through the crowd, came to the portrait of Mas and bowed, saying in his heart: Good brother, don't worry, I will take good care of your sister.

Neil is not a shy person.

Her gesture shows that she has been moved.

After the farewell ceremony.

Mas's coffin was sent to the cemetery.

This is the final farewell.

Most areas of Las Vegas are Gobi and desert. If you want to enjoy a normal burial, the price is not low, so Mas's cemetery is located in the luxurious cemetery here.

The traffic shuttles on the wide road.

Dean held the roulette wheel in one hand and the other hand on the car window, looking at Neil who was wearing a black headscarf: "Are you going to stay in Las Vegas in the future?"

"I don't know." Neil shook her head, confused: "My mother asked me to go back to London, but I don't like the endless hypocritical parties there. I might stay here in my mother's branch and learn management."

"How about Los Angeles?" Dean grabbed Neil's hand: "You are only lonely here, but Los Angeles has me."

Neil looked at Dean.

Her reflection was reflected in the other's blue eyes.

At this moment, Neil's heart beat very fast.

Suddenly.

Boom~

A violent explosion came from the other side of the lane in front.

Then there were screams and machine gun fire.

"It's a heavy machine gun!"

Dean's expression changed, he turned the steering wheel, rushed out of the convoy, and stopped in the Gobi Desert outside: "Neil, you are in the car!"

"Where are you going?"

"See what happened in front!"

After that, Dean rushed to the hillside not far away with a thumb-sized telescope.

At this moment, the entire lane was almost paralyzed.

No one was unfamiliar with the gunshot.

Some people, like Dean, drove the car directly out of the lane, some broke through the railing, turned around and ran back, and the scene was in chaos.

On the hillside, Dean curled up under a stone and observed the "battlefield" in the distance.

The gunfight took place in the Gobi Desert that deviated from the lane.

On one side were more than ten off-road vehicles.

A group of black uncles hid behind the car, holding all kinds of messy weapons, shooting at the rocks in the distance.

The target of the other side was in the pile of rocks.

Dean's position, even with a small telescope, could not see who the other party was, and could only notice the long tongue of gun flame that was visible to the naked eye even in the daytime.

This thing, in this kind of terrain with little cover, is a perfect weapon for slaughter.

"What a crazy country." Dean licked his lips.

It seems that the people in the rock pile ambushed the off-road vehicle convoy.

The bullets from the heavy machine gun easily tore the bodies of those off-road vehicles into pieces. From time to time, blood mist exploded from there. Obviously, some unlucky people were directly hit in the body.

Dean choked on his saliva.

Crazy!

This power is comparable to anti-aircraft machine guns!

What hatred and resentment!

It was just a short one or two minutes.

The sound of the black uncles' counterattack almost disappeared.

Just when Dean thought the battle was over.

Boom~

The air hissed.

A missile with white flames flew over Dean's head and landed accurately on the off-road vehicle position, tearing everything around it, and rising up a small mushroom of sand and dust covering a radius of 100 meters.

Dean: "."

This is too exaggerated and outrageous!

Otherwise, I'd better immigrate! ! !

Thank you to the book friend Ye Zhi Hui Huang for the 12,000 book coins reward, thank you.

Thank you to the book friend Abiang for the 1,500 book coins reward, thank you.

Thank you to the book friend Libie de Dingshi for the 500 book coins reward, thank you.

Thank you to the book friend angelluxifa for the reward, thank you.

Thank you everyone, and I also ask you to read it. Whether you can advance depends on today!

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