Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Six Beat People? Isn't It Our Daily Life?

This large sum of money from Willand was not used to buy Lex, but to compensate the family members of the deceased team members in accordance with the contract.

In Willand's words, the tragedy has happened, the dead cannot be resurrected, and he will try to make life better for the relatives of these people.

What can Lex say?

No amount of verbal condemnation is as effective as the real money that Wieland pulls out.

Money can't solve all problems, but it can solve most problems.

The cunning Wieland comforted the African-American Virgin and persuaded her to go back to her room to rest before walking to Luke, who had been eating sugar silently.

Luke was not interested in the conversation between the two at all. He had long been there with Erlang's legs crossed, looking up at the sky and thinking about himself, and the lollipop in his mouth did not forget to turn around.

Willand pulled a chair beside him and sat down, looked at him at ease, and finally said, "Thank you, Luke."

Luke turned his head and smiled: "No, Mr. Willand, I got paid for this job."

Willand smiled wryly.

If everyone could reason like this, he wouldn't have such a headache.

When the expedition was recruited, it was explained that the mission was extremely dangerous, and a formal contract was signed.

Now there is an accident, and many people die, and some people blame Willand.

But like Luke said, they all took the money, and the money was five to ten times the normal remuneration.

The task of this kind of reward must be extremely dangerous, and Willand cannot predict what will happen on the way.

Willand admired Luke even more in his heart: this is a person who can see the essence of things clearly.

Of course, this kind of person is both easy to deal with and not easy to deal with.

They are hard to fool, but they will try their best to accomplish what they promise.

"This time, I can see the hard work you put in, and your compensation will increase by an additional five million, how about that?" Willand said.

Luke nodded calmly: "The 500,000 yuan stipulated in the contract has been credited,

It doesn't matter how much extra Mr. Willand wants to pay me. "

Willand is not surprised either.

Before he hired Luke, he also read the basic information.

This young man does not care about money as much as most people do. He already has millions of wealth at the age of eighteen, but he doesn't like extravagance and waste.

He paid Luke five million more, but he had other meanings.

A smart person like Luke understands when he thinks about it.

Not rejecting Willand's money would mean Luke tacitly acquiesced in something.

For example, that unknown item, such as the follow-up of this expedition, Luke will avoid causing trouble to Willand.

This five million is both a reward and a hush money.

With this assurance, Willand got up: "You can go to rest early, your room is A03, just ask anyone on board."

Luke: "Thank you."

The icebreaker went back faster than it came.

Going back along the original road, it is much easier to crush the thin ice layer that has just condensed, and after driving a few hundred kilometers, the thickness of the ice layer also decreases rapidly.

It took the icebreaker five days to return to Ushuaia.

Luke didn't call Wells or Flegg either.

The ruins were all collapsed and buried under several hundred meters of ice, even if he informed Wells and the others that aliens and aliens had appeared in Antarctica.

And where are these monsters? The alien was dead, and was destroyed by an alien X-bomb, leaving no slag left.

Where is the alien predator? Go on a ship.

Isn't this so funny!

Since he promised Willand to let the boss handle it himself, Luke kept silent.

After returning to Ushuaia, Luke returned directly to Los Angeles with Willand on his private jet.

Sent home by a special car from Wayland Company, Luke walked into the house and sighed comfortably: "It's better to be at home."

At this moment, the time is already eleven o'clock at night, but the house is empty.

Luke scratched his head: "These two guys won't go out to do outrageous things again, will they?"

He didn't bother to worry about a couple of guys either.

It's no use worrying now that he's gone out.

Just sent a text message to Selena casually, and he went to take a shower.

After sitting on the sofa, drinking two cups of tea, and watching the local news in Los Angeles for a while, the door finally opened, and two guys covered in black rushed into the room.

It's Selena and the knife!

One person and one dog were all dressed in black with hoods on their heads, which looked like parent-child outfits at first glance.

Seeing Luke sitting there, the two guys shrank their necks unconsciously.

Luke continued to watch the news: "Okay, let's close the door."

As soon as the door closed, he said, "Have your hands and tails been cleaned?"

The two guys nodded in unison.

Luke: "Okay, go and clean up by yourself, and then come over and talk."

A few minutes later, Selena changed into the daily clothes at home and walked over with a smile on her face, with the gold nugget hiding behind her and looking timid.

She sat next to him and asked, "Are you back early?"

Luke nodded: "When things are done over there, of course, go home directly, how about you?"

Selena hesitated, but answered honestly, "That's right, I went out and beat up a few people."

Luke raised his eyebrows: "No one died?"

Selena shook her head directly: "How is that possible, it's just a beating."

Luke snorted: "That's okay, go to bed early if it's nothing."

Selena and the guy who was huddled at her feet both widened their eyes: "Huh?"

Luke picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said leisurely, "Isn't beating people the daily routine of our Los Angeles police detectives! Someday when we police detectives stop beating people, will they be on the news?"

Selena and a certain dog at her feet looked at each other and felt that there was nothing wrong with those words.

But she couldn't help but whisper: "Is it really okay?"

Luke smiled: "Don't forget those safety regulations. After you come back, review at least three times, and don't leave clues. In fact, you just want to beat tens of thousands of gang members in Los Angeles, and I have no objection."

This answer once again broke through the imagination of the two guys around him: "Play all over again?"

That's tens of thousands.

Luke shrugged: "Don't the guy who did bad things deserve to be beaten?"

Having said that, he was not interested in talking about such trivial matters anymore, and said with a smile: "This time the past trip was too tight, so I didn't buy you a gift. After a while, I will make another one for you."

Selena was still shocked by the "play all over" operation idea, but just nodded.

The eyes of a certain guy at her feet lit up and hummed.

Luke looked at the pair of bright, jet-black eyes and patted his forehead.

He said this to Selena, but You can understand it as both "you" and "you".

A certain alien dog head is obviously self-indulgent.

But after thinking about it, Luke still didn't want to hit this guy.

"You probably won't need those things." As soon as he said these words, a certain dog's head drooped down.