Chapter 762 New Boss

"No, no, you can't, you can't do this to me!" Amos stretched out his right hand towards Nolan in despair.

All his hopes were on the H Rangers and on Nolan.

"Sir, I have no choice," Nolan said.

His usually cold and expressionless face showed a faint smile, which was somewhat sarcastic: "Besides, I don't want to be like Captain Cheng Ling, who wholeheartedly solved your problems and even sacrificed his life, but ended up with such an undignified ending-"

Amos panicked: "No, no, I, I'm not, I'm just a little afraid... Nolan..."

Nolan stroked his left shoulder with his right hand and bowed slightly: "Sir, goodbye."

Under Amos's sad eyes, Nolan strode to the door of the room and stopped:

"By the way, sir, before leaving, I need to report a few things to you."

"The widow of the reporter you assassinated was secretly rescued from the mental hospital-she has explained the whole incident to the FBI, and the FBI is actively searching for evidence.

""Drug lord history "My brothers who run drug dealer business with Miss heard that you occupied their property and threatened to make trouble for you."

"In addition, your property, including the property where you are recuperating now," Nolan looked around, "will soon be seized by the court - the government suspects that you have illegal income. Of course, if you are innocent, I believe the government will definitely return your property to you intact."

"The Joyce Family Group is facing a comprehensive review. They want to investigate whether the group has evaded taxes in recent years..." Nolan paused technically, "The people of the Joyce family are busy with their own affairs. I am afraid that no one can come to visit you. Please take care of yourself."

"That's all I have to say. Then, goodbye."

Nolan glanced at Dr. Ken for the last time, then turned around and left neatly.

Dr. Ken is very professional.

He always sat quietly in the chair beside the bed, flipping through his book.

Until this moment, he closed the book and stood up in Amos's despairing eyes:

"Sir, I regret to inform you that the prepaid treatment fee has been used up a long time ago. I think, given your current situation, I am afraid that you can't afford my consultation fee. Then, I have to say goodbye to you."

Dr. Ken waited for a while, but did not wait for Amos's response.

He didn't care, calmly put away his medical box, and then rang the bell.

Several unfamiliar servants appeared at the door.

Dr. Ken smiled and said, "I'm leaving, Mr. Amos, I have to ask you to take good care of me."

"Don't worry," said a servant who looked like the leader, "Doctor, take care, we won't see you off."

Amos was horrified to find that the servant had a strong Mexican accent - drug lord Smith was Mexican!

"No, no, Ken, Dr. Ken, please help me find Senator Ali, find the president... find, my, personal assistant..." Amos' words stopped abruptly.

A servant with thick arms and waist came to the bedside. He held a syringe in his hand and grinned at Amos.

Dr. Ken shrugged and shook his head as he walked out of Amos's mansion.

The long corridor and the grass and trees on the roadside were all bleak.

Dr. Ken didn't come back to his senses until he walked out of the gate and saw Nolan's car parked on the corner.

Nolan shouted at Dr. Ken impatiently, "Why are you so slow?"

Dr. Ken quickened his pace and got on the passenger seat, "I just want to appreciate his desperate expression more."

Nolan started the car.

Dr. Ken looked at Nolan's solemn expression and asked, "... Could that person really be your captain?"

Nolan shook his head slightly, "Not sure. So, I'm going to find my new boss to confirm now."

The car sped towards Fang Wenjian's manor.