Frank's skills have been trained to the limit of the special forces. Without thinking, his body muscles started to act, and his hands directly stretched out to grab the puppet.

There was also a hint of astonishment on the puppet's expression. Did this person have eyes on his back? It didn't expect that the person whose body was restricted by Angel Bell could still move?

The human being couldn't move last time, so the puppet took a fruit knife and stabbed it hard into Frank's arm.

Frank was in pain and threw the puppet out with all his strength, and at the same time began to struggle hard.

But a pair of invisible cold hands was always squeezing his neck, and what he was touching through these hands was his own skin.

What to do? In desperation, Frank took out his pistol and fired into the mirror.

Boom!

The mirror was broken, and Frank could finally breathe fresh air. He lay on the ground gasping for air.

"Fakeyu, what the hell is this?!"

Frank, who was still in shock, felt that his outlook on life had been shattered.

After sleeping for a few hours, Roger was awakened by the sound of gunfire. He rubbed his eyes and saw this scene.

Roger coughed sheepishly: "Ahem, you're here. Sorry, I'll come over and stay at your place for a few nights. You don't mind."

Frank turned to look at Roger and understood immediately: "Did you do those damn things?"

Touching his head, Roger chuckled, feeling embarrassed that he almost killed someone.

"Sorry, sorry, this is the housekeeper I use to look after the door, because my head is too valuable. It's strange, I locked them in the alley, why did they come out."

Frank was so angry that he really wanted to pick up a gun and kill the guy in front of him. He just emptied his arms savings last time and made his own lair his home.

"Hmph~" Frank snorted angrily and turned around to leave. Roger quickly stepped forward to hold him.

"Don't go, brother, there is still a chance for us to cooperate. The Hand has not been wiped out yet, and there are still two people hiding somewhere. We two brothers will work together to kill the remaining two fingers."

Frank broke free from Roger's hand, "Sorry, I don't have any brothers. Besides, I will tell you if there is any whereabouts of them, and I am used to moving alone."

Well, it seems that the plan of living in someone else's house for free is not working, so let's live here.

"Um...you know I've been hunted a bit recently because of too many bounties. Can you let me stay here for a few nights? Don't worry, I can pay." Roger took out a few bills and handed them to Frank.

Frank's face darkened. Who are you insulting? He just slapped the banknotes away.

"No, you can stay here as long as you want, it's up to you."

After Frank finished speaking, he left without looking back. Roger shouted from behind: "Do you really want me to stay without any money? Then I'm not welcome, man."

After Frank left, Roger happily picked up the banknotes on the ground. Mosquito legs were also meat and couldn't be thrown away.

Next, it was time to open the blind box. Roger excitedly took out several safes, which he had obtained from the Hand's lair.

There is no need to open the chain, just burn a hole directly from the safe with evil spirit fire and open the lock in seconds.

When the first cabinet was opened, it was filled with some ledgers. Roger curled his lips and kicked them aside.

After opening the second safe, he found some real estate, houses, shops, land and the like. Roger rolled his eyes and threw it aside.

First of all, this thing is not registered in my own name, so I can't sell it even if I want to. Secondly, there are still a lot of real estate taxes to pay every year, which is like useless money.

And if the tax is not paid by the time, the bank will take it away directly, which is useless, but——

Roger touched his chin. With so many houses, at least he wouldn't have to worry about having no place to live within a year. If he encountered the Hand Club, he would kill them.

I opened the third safe and finally found something useful, a pile of unnumbered banknotes, only a few million dollars.

This amount of money obviously does not match the income of the Hand. There is only one possibility, and that is that Mrs. Gao and the others laundered it and deposited it in the bank.

It doesn't matter if you don't launder it. If you deposit it in a foreign bank and don't have an account number and password, Roger probably won't be able to get it.

When harvesting Mrs. Gao's soul, Roger only stared at the dragon bones in the memory fragments. He didn't pay attention to bank card account numbers and the like. After all, their memories of hundreds of years were too long.

However, when I killed three Hand leaders, I found out where they hid the dragon bones.

Roger gave the reporter John a phone call and asked him to open an account for himself. Roger planned to donate the money he received from the Hand Club to the families of the deceased.

"It's time to get the keel, to avoid a long night and a lot of dreams——"

Just when Roger took out his motorcycle and was about to hit the road, his cell phone rang.

"Hello~"

"Luo, congratulations. There is good news and bad news. I don't know which one you want to hear first?"

It was Old Lei with a big beard, and it looked like it was going to be another bad day.

"Let me tell you the good news first, I have a bad feeling~"

"The good news is that a bizarre tentacle incident occurred in half of the city last night, and the Hand was blamed. Now the higher-ups are extremely angry. Because of the Hand's factory for the blind in San Francisco,

The officials who couldn't find the source directly blamed the Handhe Association, and now the remaining two leaders have run away, and their gangs are being hunted down and exterminated by the officials."

"Why did you go there early? I didn't come out until I finished my work. As expected, sooner or later it was always the police~" Roger curled his lips. In fact, they were responsible for the tentacle incident. It was a coincidence that the blame was placed on the right person.

"Where's the good news?"

"Hehe~ The good news is that you have an extra 100 million US dollars on your head. Congratulations, you are now one of the people most wanted to kill in the black market."

puff.......

Roger almost spit out his blood. One hundred million is not enough, how about one more?

"Don't tell me it was those grandsons from the Hand who did it?"

"You guessed it right, it's them. By the way, your number is no longer safe. I suggest you change it in time. Okay, I'm going to hang up."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Guaiguai, with 200 million dollars, touched the head on his neck, Roger suddenly felt as if someone around him was pointing a sniper rifle at him.

I just changed into a black skin vest and felt a little relieved.

"From now on, when I go out, I can no longer use real people to pick up girls..." Roger suddenly felt that life was meaningless and he was wearing a vest all the time. He was so desperate.

I lost my mobile phone and made a phone call somewhere. I told my old client that I would contact him via email if there was any issue in the future. Then I went to the place where Mrs. Gao hid the dragon bones in my memory——

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"Is this thing a dragon bone?" Roger looked over and over at the big stone in his hand, which looked like a fossil. No one could have imagined that this thing could make people live forever.

Thrown on the roadside, something that looks exactly like a stone looks no different from a fossil.

After collecting the keel bones of the three Hand members, Roger found that there were not as many keel bones as he thought, because they had been using them for hundreds of years, and the remaining keel bones were very few. At most, they could only use one.

century.

But it's better than nothing.

"Luo, are you interested in going to Egypt--"

In the bar, Roger, who was in a depressed mood, was wearing a new vest, and Keanu Reeves was drinking. Beside him was the bearded old Lei, who was already used to strange things. This guy wears a vest every two days, and he is indeed a walking man.

Billions of dollars.

The people around him didn't know that the handsome guy who was talking quietly to the boss at the front desk was the man with 200 million US dollars walking in the black market.

"Hmm?" Roger took a sip of his cocktail, "Is there anything interesting?"

The Hand's affairs have come to an end. The forces in New York have been officially positioned as scapegoats and uprooted. The two surviving leaders don't know whether they went to Africa or New Guinea.

As for the Continental Hotel, after Roger demolished a building worth hundreds of millions, it has turned a blind eye to Roger, fearing that he will accidentally demolish another building worth hundreds of millions.

Roger also marveled at the fact that this organization is like a rabbit nest. They have branches all over the world. Do you want to completely wipe it out? Forget it, it’s too tiring. The local government didn’t even try to wipe it out. What kind of virgin bitch do you think you are?

, to do thankless things.

The current situation is that everyone in the local black market knows that Roger is the number one underground exorcist and strong man in New York.

Killers from other places and dark wizards all coveted two hundred million dollars, and they kept pouring into New York to look for him, which annoyed him endlessly.

"Some time ago, many cultural relics were unearthed in Egypt, including a magical thing."

"Hmm~ What is it?" Roger took a sip of wine carelessly. No matter how amazing it is, it is not as valuable as his Meowth Hammer.

Lao Lei first looked around, and then whispered: "In Egyptian mythology, the golden scarab of Kongsu."

"insect?"

Lao Lei rolled his eyes, held back his temper, and continued to say to Roger, an ignorant person: "That is not a bug, but an artifact. According to legend, it has the ability to guide. It can guide the user according to the desire in his heart.

He found what he wanted."

Roger was stunned for a moment, then became interested, "Is there such a thing? Isn't it the same as Captain Jack Sparrow's compass in Pirates of the Caribbean?"

This world has Hollywood and Pirates of the Caribbean movies, so Lao Lei also knows what Roger is talking about.

"Not only that, according to legend, the scarab also has the ability to break through the barriers of time and space, and can open the door to any world you want to go to."

After hearing this, Roger became interested. It didn't matter other functions. The compass function in front could attract him.

If I had had this thing back then, I would probably be able to pick up treasures one by one and throw them away at the end of time, and I wouldn't have picked up every Gundam that was broken.

"Then you are looking for me to share it equally with me?"

The bearded old Lei slowly took out a cigar, lit it and took a puff. After exhaling the smoke, he said two words: "Treasure hunt."
Chapter completed!