Chapter 257 Big Loss

Alexei is dead.

It should be a happy thing.

But this bitch actually took away four sheepdogs!

The price was too painful!

Amos' heart was bleeding.

The H Rangers has huge expenses every year.

The cost of training team members, venue costs, weapons costs, transportation costs to solve problems around the world... These costs add up to a huge amount.

But the H Rangers is a face-saving project.

Not only can it win a lot of political achievements for itself, but the US government will also give certain tax exemptions.

Obstacles on the road ahead, making quick money, attacking political enemies, suppressing civilians, and implementing policies, all rely on sheepdogs.

Sheepdogs are their real weapons.

Four for one.

This deal is a big loss.

Moreover, he also needs to confirm whether the news of Alexei's death is true.

So, he took the address book, edited a message to [Fred (IP: China)], and sent it out.

After sending the message, he put the communicator back into the safe, locked it, and closed the drawer.

He exhaled a breath of foul air.

Why did he become the governor, but everything seemed to be against him.

No... It should be that since Cheng Ling died, he began to have nightmares every night and every day was not going well.

When he thought of Cheng Ling, his head started to hurt again.

"Why hasn't the doctor come yet!" Amos shouted.

Everyone in the room was startled.

At this time, there was a timid knock on the door of the study, and then the door was pushed open.

In this house, there was only one person who dared to open the door without permission.

——Amos's little wife appeared at the door.

The little wife spoke softly: "Sir, Dr. Ken has been waiting for you in the reception room on the first floor for a while. I didn't dare to come in to disturb you..."

Seeing his wife, Amos felt a little better.

"Okay, I know. You go and rest. The doctor said that you should be extra careful in the first three months." Amos' voice slowed down a little.

The young wife's face exuded a sacred light, and she gently stroked her belly, which was not bulging at all. "Don't lose your temper all the time. The doctor said it's not good for your headache."

"Okay." Amos said.

The young wife turned and left.

"You two, go back and wait for the news," Amos said to the two sheepdogs on the ground, "... You two go out the back door, don't run into Nolan."

"Yes."

The two bodyguards untied the ropes on the sheepdogs, and then took the two sheepdogs out of the back door.

The other four bodyguards followed Amos downstairs to see the doctor.

Dr. Ken stood in the middle of the living room with his shoulder bag on his back.

Amos shook Dr. Ken's hand: "Dr. Ken, you've worked hard."

Dr. Ken just smiled faintly and gently shook Amos' hand back, "It's my duty."

He looked aloof and cold, unlike other people who were always respectful to Amos.

But the more aloof the doctor was, the more at ease Amos felt.

A truly talented person would not bother to flatter.

Moreover, Dr. Ken used his superb medical skills to relieve his headache countless times and also let him have a sweet sleep without dreams.

The only regret is that Dr. Ken said that he could only treat himself when his headache was severe.

If he treated himself every day, his body would become numb and resistance would be generated - then if he had a headache again in the future, I am afraid there would be no way to relieve it.

And Dr. Ken's current treatment method is:

Hint Amos that he is not the governor now and Cheng Ling is not dead yet.

No undead will come to him to claim his life.

Amos slipped into a dark dream.

Dr. Ken looked at Amos's neck.

As long as he took the knife and gently cut Amos's artery and trachea on his neck...

The four bodyguards looked at Dr. Ken with a covetous look.

Dr. Ken bent down and took out a small metal plate from his bag, placed it on Amos' bedside table, and then lit an incense stick.

In this way, Amos can sleep for more than ten hours straight.

*

Cheng Ling sat on a bench in the hospital corridor and felt a little sleepy.

She was bored and scrolled through WeChat and then opened Weibo.

Fans left countless messages.

[Cheng Ling, can you be more attentive? ]

[Other actresses take beautiful photos every day, but you just disappear...]

[Push for materials! Request for notices! Request for photos! ]

[Big sister, can you find a good script to shoot? Don't just participate in variety shows, okay? ]

[Queen Ling, can you give me a chance to pursue you with money? ]