Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 474 - 473: City of Angels

Chapter 474: Chapter 473: City of Angels

In fact, Huales was a company, only that many of its businesses were not above board.

Los Angeles is near the United States West Coast and is the second-largest city in the US, second only to New York, and Los Angeles has another name, City of Angels.

It seemed to match Yusuf Zuck’s nickname in a way, the Angel had arrived in the City of Angels.

Los Angeles is vast; when he came to rescue Ruth Wilcox a few days ago, he had been in such a hurry that Yusuf Zuck did not have the opportunity to appreciate the city’s beautiful sights.

Now that he was here again, and set to stay for a while, Yusuf Zuck kept looking out the window, observing the various buildings and the urban planning blanketed in greenery.

The so-called headquarters of Huales, that is, the company’s headquarters, has been renamed Angel Tourism.

Indeed, Huales chose to appear in Los Angeles under the guise of a tourism company because Los Angeles is a well-known tourist city, and Huales had initially started by helping people smuggle across borders, hence a tourism front fit perfectly.

Angel Tourism had purchased an old building, a two-story one in the city center that was once a famous church. No one knew how Maurice Singleton managed to buy this church, but after a makeover, it became Angel Tourism.

Wells Merritt got out of the car with Luciano and Alfredo Meskill, then left in another vehicle. As for where he went, that was Wells Merritt’s business to arrange.

Yusuf Zuck met up with Maurice Singleton and Elena outside the Angel Tourism company; in truth, this company was just a shell with no more than five employees.

"Boss, we’ve also taken over a hotel, a two-star one, and our real headquarters is in that hotel. Of course, we’ve also purchased a villa in the suburbs for you," Maurice Singleton said happily because Yusuf Zuck had finally arrived.

"Hmm, you can take care of the company; I won’t manage anything," Yusuf Zuck nodded. As a big boss, he obviously needed to distance himself from those shady dealings, staying behind the scenes, calling the shots from home.

"Also, I brought two people with me, arrange for them later. For now, they will also join Huales, but they’ll be under my direct control. Teach them about Huales and the local gangs for a while, and I want them to become my secret weapons, to be known only to you and Elena. There’s no need for others to know."

Maurice Singleton’s heart skipped a beat and his face changed again and again; he thought Yusuf Zuck was planning to replace him.

"Don’t worry, Huales is still yours. What I’m aiming for is not your little Huales. I’ve heard that there are many Chinese here and quite a few gangs, so they have other business to take care of, which has nothing to do with you. I have a lot of trust in you," Yusuf Zuck patted his shoulder, giving him a reassuring pill.

"Yes, boss," Maurice Singleton said with an awkward smile. Actually, Yusuf Zuck was right; if Yusuf Zuck wanted to take over Huales or replace him, he could have done so already.

"You should communicate more with them; let them do whatever they want to do. Just follow their wishes. I’m their brother, so you should respect them just like you respect me." This was Yusuf Zuck’s warning to Maurice Singleton—it wouldn’t do for Maurice not to have checks and balances.

"Yes, I’ll listen to everything you say, boss," Maurice Singleton nodded.

"Hmm, tell me about the situation of the three patients. Methelin is there, right? I’ll take care of her when I get home," Yusuf Zuck inquired.

"Thank you, boss," Maurice Singleton said with gratitude, glancing at Yusuf Zuck before thinking, "One of the patients is a prince from the Saudi Royal Family, though he holds no real power and just enjoys some profit-sharing within the royal family. He has late-stage leukemia, and the doctors diagnosed that he won’t live past three months."

"Another came from Washington, a shareholder in a news corporation, a patient Elena contacted."

"The last one is the number two man in an African mafia."

"Did you talk about the price?" Yusuf Zuck thought and asked.

"We told them all, they need to pay one hundred million US dollars, but ’Prince Abudula’ implied he would be willing to pay more for his treatment, of course. He also threatened us that if we don’t cure him, he will ensure our descent to Hell,"

"Great, that’s good news," Yusuf Zuck laughed heartily, "You can tell them now that I am here. I can treat one patient tomorrow, the second one in ten days, and the third one in twenty days—one treatment every ten days!"

"As for who gets treated first, it will depend on who pays more. Anyway, one hundred million is the base price; the rest is up to you," Yusuf Zuck patted Zain Singleton’s shoulder.

Zain Singleton and Elena were speechless together; these wealthy patients were probably going to bleed money.

"Alright, get out of the car. Arrange for my two brothers; they need guns. Get some for them to bring over. Elena and I will head back first; by the time you return, Methelin will probably run into your arms," he said.

"Yes, boss," Zain Singleton ordered the driver to stop with delight, then he got into the car upfront, while Yusuf Zuck and Elena continued towards the suburban villa.

"Boss, are you trying to have a private date with me?" Elena suddenly chirped in a different language, casting a coquettish look at Yusuf Zuck.

Yusuf Zuck shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Elena, you know I can’t understand a word you’re saying."

"Fine," Elena opened her mouth and then in rough Chinese said, "Boss, do you want to spend time alone with Elena?" It was quite stiff, practically spelled out in pinyin, but Yusuf Zuck still understood.

"Impressive, you’ve learned to speak Chinese so quickly," Yusuf Zuck laughed and then shook his head, "You’ve misunderstood."

Elena, not understanding what Yusuf Zuck had said, frustratingly scratched her head before suddenly squatting down and boldly grabbing at Yusuf Zuck!

"Damn!" Yusuf Zuck almost jumped, shocked by the foreign woman’s bold move. What kind of person was this, daring to touch anywhere?

"Giggling..." Elena chuckled merrily, her eyes flirtatiously enticing Yusuf Zuck.

"Sit down, don’t move around!" Yusuf Zuck suddenly sternly commanded.

Although Elena didn’t understand what Yusuf Zuck was saying, she could sense his anger and obediently sat down, sticking out her tongue.

This was a stretch Lincoln with two rows of seats and a mini fridge in between, stocked with red wine.

Seeing that Yusuf Zuck had fallen silent, Elena cautiously poured a glass of red wine and handed it to him, then continued to giggle.

Yusuf Zuck took the red wine, downed it in one gulp, and then looked at Elena’s protruding chest and said with a laugh, "Elena, I’m not interested in you!"

Elena still smiled, not understanding.

Yusuf Zuck was at a loss for words; even if she could understand, she probably wouldn’t care.

Shortly after, they arrived at the suburban estate, a vast garden with a theater-like building rather than a two- or three-story villa. The house was surrounded by clear glass, with a fountain in front and many tropical plants growing around the property.

Yusuf Zuck saw Zain Singleton’s eldest daughter, Methelin, who was sitting in a wheelchair soaking up the sun.