Chapter 3150 Chen Zhao’s Shepherd

"Boss, we have no money..." Bowell looked at Nannier helplessly.

"No money? When we came to Los Angeles this time, we obviously brought money, one hundred thousand dollars! Why is it gone?" Nanner asked in disbelief.

Bowell looked at Nanelle, whose body was covered with name tags that had not yet been removed.

Nannel is obviously a strange god, but she is full of desire for human luxuries.

She is more human than human. She pursues the best in food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"How about... let's have a vote?" Bowell whispered.

"No, no... I would rather go begging than commit any crime on the boss's territory. I don't want to die if you want to." Nannier shook her head quickly.

Bowell and others were speechless for a while.

In terms of badness, Nanelle is the worst, even among her kind.

Nannier said she would kill her.

But once I return to Los Angeles.

Nanelle suddenly transitioned.

Damn it, even the traffic lights have to wait.

It was simply unbearable for Bowell and others.

Although Nanelle has changed her gender.

But the character hasn't changed.

Although I don't dare to do anything like killing people and selling goods.

But if Bowell and others are not honest and disobedient.

She still needs to be taught a lesson.

She didn't show mercy at all.

Give them a mental shock and headshot at every turn.

Just because Nanelle didn't dare to commit crimes in Los Angeles didn't mean that she didn't dare to deal with Powell and the others.

In the past six months on the island, they have become accustomed to Nannel's character.

Suddenly, Nanelle's phone rang.

"Hello."

"It's me, where are you?"

"Ah, boss." Nannier jumped up excitedly.

…

Chen Zhao looked at the people devouring their food.

"How long have you not eaten?"

Chen Zhao was speechless. You have almost eaten my ten thousand dollars worth of ingredients.

Although this is his cafeteria, the food he eats is bought with real money.

"Three days."

"When you came to Los Angeles, you didn't bring any money with you?"

"I brought it with me. I bought a brand name for the boss." Bowell said helplessly.

"Shut up." Nannel scolded: "Do you want to die? Bastard."

Bowell shut his mouth helplessly.

Chen Zhao was also a little speechless about Nanni'er, a different kind of alien god.

After all, you are also a god of aliens, and your profession of demagoguery was thrown into the Marina Trench.

All he wants to do is spend money and spend money.

Simply more human than human.

"How's the ranch on Alcatraz going?"

"Boss, there are currently one thousand newborn larvae and three hundred semi-mature ones. We can stably provide two adults every day." Nannier is not ashamed at all to raise and sell her kind.

In fact, the moral values ​​of alien gods and humans are completely different.

Although they also have the concept of the same kind, they do not have the consciousness of the compatriots.

Even if Nanniel does not exist, they will only kill each other and devour each other.

"You said how is the progress of cultivating more advanced edible types?"

"Out of a thousand larvae, about 200 can be cultivated into advanced food types. They have not yet grown up. And the larvae born before I took over have lost their first mutation, although they can still be used. That set of training methods cannot produce a more advanced one, but the meat quality and effect are still better than those of the previous alien gods."

"Yes, you have done well." Chen Zhao took out a check: "Except for the first few days, I will give you ten more days of vacation. You can play as you like during these ten days of vacation. You know the rules. After ten days, go back and continue. Work."

Nanelle's eyes lit up when she saw the numbers on the check.

She was already calculating how many clothes and handbags she could buy with so much money.

Bowell already knew that something was wrong when he saw Nannel's face.

He looked at Chen Zhao pitifully.

Chen Zhao rolled his eyes, took out his phone again, and dialed Andrews' number: "Andrews, I'll ask a few of my men to go to the bank later, and you can help me give them tens of thousands of dollars in cash."

"Mr. Chen, how much do you give me?"

"Whatever, just one hundred thousand dollars per person." Chen Zhao said casually, and after hanging up the phone, he said to Bowell and others: "Wait a minute and go to Citibank to find a person named Andrews to collect the money. Just say that I asked you to go. I don’t have any cash or checks. I will go out for a few days and come back on time.”

"Then I'll go too." Nannier said greedily.

Chen Zhao rolled his eyes at Nannier. He had already kept the check as his own, and now he wouldn't even let go of the one hundred thousand dollars.

Chen Zhao threw down two more sports car keys: "I'll lend you two sports cars outside. Don't let me damage them."

Just as Chen Zhao was about to get up and leave, Bowell suddenly shouted: "Boss, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Chen Zhao stopped and looked at Bowell, was he going to sue Nannier?

For Chen Zhao, as long as Nan Nier does not betray him and completes the task honestly.

Chen Zhao didn't care how she behaved on Alcatraz Island.

"What's up?"

"Um...boss, I have a younger brother..." Bowell looked at Chen Zhao in embarrassment.

"I'm not interested in your brother, and I won't care about him."

"No, I want to take my brother with me when I return to Alcatraz Island."

"What?" Chen Zhao thought he heard it wrong or understood it wrong: "Say it again."

"When I go back to Alcatraz, I hope to take my brother with me."

"You know where Alcatraz is, right?"

"I know, of course I know..."

Bowell has been living on Alcatraz Island for half a year.

Do you know where Alcatraz is?

"He is similar to me in the past. I was afraid that he would die on the street anytime, so I wanted to take him to Alcatraz Island." Bowell said.

"Is he a wanted criminal?"

"No, no... Although he has been in trouble a few times, he is definitely not a wanted criminal."

"Well, since he is not a wanted criminal, then take him with you. As for the method, you can decide by yourself." Chen Zhao said casually: "But you know the rules. As long as you go to Alcatraz Island, Then he must follow my rules."

"Yes, I understand."

Street gangsters all over the world share a common denominator.

Too lazy to eat, they hover on the edge of the moral bottom line and keep testing.

No one knows when they will commit some unscrupulous crime.

Bowell is also worried about his younger brother.

In his opinion, even working as a shepherd for Chen Zhao was better than dying on the streets.

At least, since he became Chen Zhao's employee, he has enjoyed quite good treatment.

And with Chen Zhao's protection, it would definitely be a hundred times better than living on the streets.

Of course, the only drawback is that Alcatraz Island is far away, and they need to spend most of their time on Alcatraz Island.

But it's still a serious job, and it pays well.