System space.

Lin Xiao counted out five hundred dollars from his handbag and put it in his pants pocket. He looked at the guns next to him, but after thinking about it, he still didn't carry them. After all, he was wearing short-sleeved clothes and was easily discovered with a gun on his waist.

"Xin'er, you said I disappeared like that last time. If I go back, will it have become the cover of the big news?" Turning around, Lin Xiao looked at Xin'er behind him and asked.

"Don't worry, no." Xin'er smiled and said, "Based on the highest command to protect itself and the host, the Wanjie System will directly clear the memories of those who see you enter the system or return when you see your brother."

"That's good." Lin Xiao nodded with confidence, "Okay, open the Great Thousand Realm Gate!"

"OK."

Xin'er turned around and waved her hand to the ground in front of her, and the Daqianjie Gate slowly rose from the ground.

When Lin Xiao saw the Daqian Realm Sect for the second time, he was still very curious.

"Brother, let's see you back!" Xin'er blinked at Lin Xiao mischievously and said with a smile.

"Yeah, then I'll leave."

With a wave of his hand, Lin Xiao stepped into the Great Thousand Realm Gate in a few steps and disappeared instantly with the Great Thousand Realm Gate.

...

Santos.

It was another sunny afternoon, and a figure suddenly appeared in the quiet and deserted alley.

Lin Xiao looked around, ignored the stray cats roaring at him in the trash can, and walked straight out of the alley.

More than an hour later, Lin Xiao had already changed into clothes and was sitting in the coffee house on the side of the road drinking hot coffee.

Holding a coffee cup and blowing the heat, Lin Xiao summoned out the mission interface.

Task Type: Daily Life Tasks

Task name: A wealthy family (2)

Mission requirements: Accumulate $10 million in wealth (no limit on the path)

Mission reward: 5 points of combat power

Mission time limit: six months

Task progress: 142/10 million (USD)

"There is still 8.58 million US dollars short." Lin Xiao murmured in a low voice.

At this time, from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an off-road vehicle on the street opposite to speeding towards a car shop at the intersection. Then a huge sound of glass breaking out. The off-road vehicle directly smashed the floor-to-ceiling glass of the car shop and rushed into it.

"No, is it a robbery?" Lin Xiao said to himself in confusion. He was desperate to see that the car stopped and then turned toward the car. In other words, it was completely intentional, not about the tire slipping or the steering wheel losing control.

But even if you rob, you won’t be so desperate, right?

...

Time goes back half an hour ago.

Franklin carefully sneaked into the house.

Listening to the ambiguous conversation between the hostess and the tennis coach in his ears, Franklin couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the lives of wealthy families were indeed different.

He secretly opened the garage door and saw his goal this time at a glance.

"Now the only thing left is to leave here." Franklin took out the spare key and opened the car door and sat on it.

After skillfully starting the gears, the automatic sensing door in the garage was fully opened, and then I stepped on the accelerator.

"When will I, Franklin, live in such a house?" He looked at the villa from the rear mirror of the car, and remembered that he was still living in Aunt Denise's house, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Picking up the phone, Franklin found the boss Ximen's phone from the address book and pressed the dial button.

The ugly ringtone of Ximen came from my phone. It didn't take long before the phone rang.

"Hi~! Ximen, I got the car. I'm on the way back now." Franklin said to the phone while driving.

On the other end of the phone was his boss, Simon, the owner of a car dealer. He was obviously very happy to hear Franklin's words.

"If you really take the car back to me this time, I can sell it back to the street before I get off work today."

"Don't worry, man." Franklin said confidently and hung up the phone.

I have to say that Franklin's driving skills are indeed very powerful. An off-road vehicle is like agile silver fox and passes through the traffic, surpassing one car after another.

At this moment, a figure suddenly sat up in the rear seat in the car.

"Now the one pointing at your head is a 0.9 cm semi-automatic pistol."

Michael was in a bad mood today, and the source of everything was naturally the tennis coach invited by his wife. He had a few quarrels with his wife early this morning, and he didn't leave until the damn tennis coach arrived.

Afterwards, he was checking the new off-road vehicle his son bought, and he tried to find some poisons and other things in the car. At this moment, his keen ears suddenly heard someone open the garage door and open the door and get into the car.

From the gap in the back row toward the front, he found that the person who got into the car was an unknown black man. In an instant, the words "car thief" came out of his mind.

Soon, he found that the other party was talking to a man named Ximen. It sounded like the man named Ximen asked him to steal his son's car. In anger, he pulled out the pistol from his waist after the other party hung up the phone, and then sat up and stared at the back of the other party's head with the gun.

"Don't look around. Just keep driving forward and go where you are going." Michael couldn't help but stern when he saw the black man who seemed to want to turn around.

Franklin felt that he was so unlucky. He just took a car and encountered such a thing. Now he could only bless the man behind him in his heart. He must not get angry and get angry for a moment.

"Hey~! Please, this is a forced recycling, that guy didn't pay the money!"

"Impossible, my son just bought this car." Michael frowned. With his understanding of his son, things might really be like what this black man said, but after all, it was his own son, so he still said that, "From the way you handle things, I guess you are from a fraud group."

"Scam group? Are you kidding? Man, I'm just here to ask for his mother's debt." Franklin said with a helpless look on his face.

"I like to act on orders and not be responsible young people." Michael looked at the black man in front of him and suddenly admired this guy. "Maybe we might find a day to have a beer together, and I will slowly explain the so-called social truth to you. Now tell me, who gave you the order?"

"A car dealer, another car dealer named Simon Lightren." Feeling the cold muzzle behind his head, Franklin didn't dare to lie to the other party.

"So do you think this businessman looks law-abiding?" Michael asked looking at him.

"Listen, there is a problem between him and your son."
Chapter completed!