Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 465 - 464: I am an Angel

Chapter 465: Chapter 464: I am an Angel

Because Los Angeles was very close to Mexico, Yusuf Zuck ordered to go full speed ahead to reach Mexico as quickly as possible.

And once they got to Mexico, it would be like coming home. Juarez was the second-largest gang in Mexico, so by that point, Yusuf Zuck and Ruth Wilcox could easily leave the country and return to their homeland.

Ruth was no longer anxious. After she had seen Yusuf’s capabilities firsthand, she completely relaxed. At the same time, she noticed that Yusuf seemed to have power abroad too, since everyone treated him with great respect.

Except for a voluptuous blonde beauty who was quite eye-catching. This blonde always smiled at her, making her feel uncomfortable.

In fact, Elena’s smiles at Ruth were also an attempt to curry favor with the boss’s woman. Leaving a good impression in the eyes of the boss’s lady was very important.

When they arrived at the border, Yusuf initially thought it would be troublesome, considering that they were smuggling themselves across without proper exit procedures. However, to his surprise, the convoy drove straight through, crossing the American border into Mexico.

Yusuf then remembered that one of Juarez’s businesses was smuggling, helping people sneak into the United States or Mexico.

"Maurice, where’s Methelin? I just happened to pass by, hurry up and get Methelin treated. I have to go back to my country and probably won’t come back until around March." Yusuf had no intention of letting Ruth leave alone. He had to escort her throughout the journey and even when he got back to his country, he wanted Ruth to have someone by her side 24/7.

"Boss, Methelin must be in New York by now..." Maurice replied with a pained expression.

"Haha, then just wait for my return. Half a month doesn’t make a difference." Yusuf laughed heartily. His decision to come to Los Angeles was made on a whim, so he had missed Methelin.

"Head straight to the airport then. Just buy a ticket to any city; as long as I can get back to my country, that’s fine." Once in Mexico, Yusuf wanted to leave immediately. Abroad, he always felt unsafe. The Wilcox Family was one thing, but if the Ross Family came looking, he feared an accident. Once back in his own country, the Ross Family would probably be too far away to reach him quickly, especially since even this time, Ruth’s return home had been a deceit—lured back by a classmate.

"Boss, if the healing business is real, I can start working on it right away. When you come next time, we can directly receive patients. How’s that?" Maurice suddenly said.

"Sure, you don’t believe me, eh? You have to wait until your daughter is cured." Yusuf shrugged nonchalantly.

"Heh, I believe you, boss. But about the costs of the treatment..." Maurice glanced at Yusuf. If he could cure terminal diseases, the cost must be high, right?

"One hundred million US dollars to start with, depending on the situation. But if they want my treatment, the lowest is one hundred million dollars, otherwise I won’t do it!"

"One hundred million dollars?" On hearing this number, Maurice’s mouth hung wide open. Ruth was also stunned, and Elena was filled with confusion and shock.

"That’s right, one hundred million. If I can save his life, is one hundred million dollars really that much?"

"Also, I’m not God, so I don’t treat the poor. As for my identity, just say I’m the boss of Juarez, and my name is a codename, call me ’Angel’!"

"Angel sprinkles love everywhere, right? I’ve fallen to the mortal world to heal and save lives!" Yusuf laughed heartily.

"Boss, I feel like you’re more like Satan!" Maurice joked for once.

"No, the boss is God!" Elena giggled.

That’s when Ruth tugged at Yusuf’s sleeve, "So, Mr. Angel, can you explain to me? I don’t understand."

"I’m going to live abroad for a while, and I can’t just sit around. I need to make money, money that can beat the Wilcox and Ross Family. So, I thought about healing and saving lives. That’s why I’m having Maurice act as a tout to find patients for me. Cure one, earn one hundred million dollars, specializing in terminal illnesses!"

Ruth had a sudden realization, as did Elena.

But they were both curious about how Yusuf planned to heal.

Ruth Wilcox hadn’t asked yet when Elena chuckled, "So my dear God, Elena has ailments too. Can you cure them?"

Ruth just rolled her eyes at that. This woman was no good—flirting with Yusuf Zuck right in front of her.

"You?" Yusuf glanced at Elena and said, "Drink less alcohol, smoke less, eat less spicy and sweet food, and stick to a light diet, and you will be fine."

"You know what is wrong with me?" Elena was baffled as Yusuf hadn’t specified her illness but had prescribed a remedy directly.

"Apart from a gastric ulcer, you have irregular periods. Remember what I just told you; take care of yourself, and it will all be better. There are no other issues, oh, and you have a corn on your foot. You can go to the pedicurist in Chinatown to have it treated—it’s easily curable!"

Hearing Yusuf’s words, Ruth pinched him, while Elena trembled. How did Yusuf know she had a stomach problem, that her menstrual cycle was irregular, even the corn on her foot?

She had only met Yusuf two days ago!

"You... boss... are you really God?" Elena asked, quivering.

Yusuf laughed heartily, "I am an Angel, with no current plans to become God!"

"Boss, what about me, what about me? Do I have any ailments?" Sitting upfront, Zain Singleton excitedly inquired. Yusuf didn’t use any devices or even traditional pulse diagnosis, yet he had pinpointed Elena’s health issues. How did the boss do it?

"You?" Yusuf looked at Zain and responded, "You have a kidney stone, in the left kidney; it’s not large, so get to a hospital to have it broken up soon. What are you asking me for?"

"Boss, you truly are God!" Zain suddenly grabbed Yusuf’s hand, "Please allow me to kiss your hand!"

"Scram!" Yusuf flung his hand away impulsively.

"Boss, boss, what about me!" Wells Merritt was also bursting with excitement, as he had been acting as Elena’s interpreter since they all communicated in Chinese, and only Elena couldn’t understand, so he translated Yusuf’s words for her to hear.

"Bring me a hundred million US dollars; otherwise, I won’t treat you!" Yusuf stretched out his hand.

"Boss, I don’t have that kind of money..." Wells knew Yusuf was just joking with him, so his face turned red.

"If you’re not sick, what the hell do you need a diagnosis for?" Yusuf gave him a look.

"And me?" Ruth also excitedly clutched Yusuf’s hand and said, "You’ve been deceiving me all along. On the plane to Zhonghai, you didn’t just stumble upon the cure by accident, you already knew how to treat illnesses!"

"You’re not sick either. If you were, I would have treated you a long time ago," Yusuf whispered.

"Just take a look at me, you haven’t yet!" Ruth protested.

"Except for being a little flat-chested, you have no other problems." Yusuf grinned mischievously.

"Jerk, jerk!" Ruth turned beet red, embarrassed by Yusuf while Zain pretended not to hear, Wells stared out the window, and only Elena, who didn’t understand, still looked cluelessly at Yusuf and Ruth.

In the midst of this jovial atmosphere, the entourage arrived at the airport, and coincidentally, there was a flight to Zhonghai. So Ruth bought a ticket and boarded the plane.

Yusuf didn’t buy a ticket, nor did he stow away in the luggage hold this time; instead, he stealthily passed through security hand in hand with Ruth.