Beautiful Man

After waiting for less than half an hour, there was a knock on the door of the hotel.

Jason walked over cautiously and looked out through the cat's eyes.

There was a woman standing outside, wearing a black trench coat, a baseball cap, a mask and sunglasses.

Through the figure and some subtle features on his face, Jason still recognized that the woman outside was Belmode.

As a big star, he is so cautious when going out.

Jason suddenly felt bad thoughts. He opened the door and looked at Belmode curiously: "Sorry miss, I don't need room service."

Looking at the stranger in front of him, Belmode was startled at first, took two steps back, and then stared at Jason's face carefully.

After a while, Belmode smiled contemptuously: "Humph! Don't show off your inferior makeup skills in front of me."

Jason was taken aback. His appearance was so different from himself. Belmode could recognize him. He was indeed a witch with a thousand faces.

Leaving her into the room sideways, Belmode walked in and saw Halle sitting on the sofa in her pajamas, peeling fruit.

Belmode was a little unnatural on his face, but he quickly returned to normal.

"You are Dr. Harlem Quezel, a former criminal psychologist at the Long Island Prison in New York? The news says you helped Jason escape from the jail."

"Yes. Excuse me?" Halle got up and walked to her.

It is a pity that Belmode's height is close to 1.8 meters, and Halle is only 1.7 meters, half a head shorter than Belmode.

Both of them have long pale blonde hair and stand together like sisters.

Belmode looked at her up and down, turned around and looked at Jason and shook his head: "Your standard of playing women has dropped again."

Jason curled his lips and declined to comment on what she said.

Hallie frowned, narrowed her eyes and threatened: "Excuse me, what did you just say!"

Belmode smacked his lips in disdain: "The face is pretty decent, but the legs are too short."

Puff!

Jason couldn't help laughing.

Hallie's legs are really not short, but compared with Belmode's long legs, which are close to 1.2 meters, they are still not enough.

When Hallie heard these words, her mind exploded completely.

His eyes filled with anger, and a pair of small fists clenched.

"All right!"

Jason hurried over, took Hallie's arm, and then looked at Belmode with dissatisfaction: "I asked you to come, not for you to comment on my girlfriend's figure."

Belmode stared at him with a slightly angry expression.

"Well, you can say anything quickly, I have something to do this afternoon."

After finishing speaking, she took off her windbreaker and threw it on the sofa, sat down with a pair of big white legs, took out a slender lady's cigarette from her handbag and lit it.

"call……"

Take a deep breath, and then gently highlight the smoke.

Belmode was addicted to cigarettes, and this habit was formed in his childhood.

Jason took Hallie and sat across from her, and said bluntly: "They are all acquaintances, so I'll just say it. I'm a bit tight recently, and New York is under martial law again, so I came to Los Angeles to see where I could get rich."

"Jin Bin has billions of assets in his hands. After you kill him, you will be short of money?"

Mentioning this incident, Jason felt a heartache: "Um...for some special reasons, I didn't get a cent of Jin Bin's assets."

"Really?" Belmode couldn't help laughing: "It's just to ask for money when you come out. It's stupid for you to work for nothing."

Hearing that, Hallie was about to burst into anger, but Jason held it down.

"That's why I came to Los Angeles to find you. The clown organization started up, and there are a lot of places to spend money."

Belmode thought for a moment and put out the remaining two-thirds of the cigarettes.

"Since your organization is so short of money, it's better to move to Los Angeles."

Jason chuckled and said, "You mean, let me mess with you?"

Belmode spread his hands and said: "No? As long as you bring your organization members to Los Angeles, I can make you the organization's second-in-command-whiskey! You don't like Scotch whisky the most."

Jason refused without hesitation: "Sorry, I never succumb to others."

"Then you have been shaking your head and tail under Jinhe's hands over the years, what's the matter!" Belmode said angrily, thinking of the old things three years ago.

"So, Jin did not die, and died terribly!" Jason said: "Moreover, what you just said is exactly what I want to say to you."

"Humph! The beauty you want." Belmode snorted coldly, "I gave you a chance three years ago, but you refused.

"Three years ago, the timing was wrong. At that time, there was only a dead end for the resistance against Jin Bin."

Jason thought to himself, who didn't let the dog system come out early, so that he suffered so many years.

"The timing is still wrong, New York is under martial law, and you are the most wanted criminal in the United States. If I follow you to New York, I will still be a dead end."

"Well, I don't want to argue with you about this, you will gradually understand later."

Jason hated meaningless arguments, and brought the subject back: "Let's go, is there any way to make a fortune in Los Angeles recently?"

Belmode said: "Los Angeles is full of ways to get rich, but depending on what you two can do."

Jason smiled, and kindly reminded: "You are the hottest star in the United States. You must know many rich people. Is there any rich person who has not been at home recently and happens to have a lot of cash at home?"

Belmode was taken aback, and then smiled shamefully: "Stealing things? A little trick more than ten years ago, you play with it now, don't you feel blushing?"

"Don't blush! I'm a very realistic person, no matter it's scams, stealing, as long as I can make money, I will do anything."

"Oh, you are really not picky eaters."

Belmod made a pun, then lit another cigarette, leaning on the sofa and thinking.

"Don't look!" Halle suddenly covered Jason's eyes.

A few minutes later, Belmode had a weird smile on his face: "Yes, I have found a way to make money."

Jason asked quickly: "What way?"

"Have you heard of the name Avril Lavigne?"

Jason glanced at Halle and said, "Of course, the hottest singer in America."

"You kidnapped her, and then ask her family for a ransom. She is a super rich woman and will definitely make you a fortune."

"Kidnapping Avril." Jason frowned: "Couldn't you have a conflict with Avril, and then use me as a gunman?"

Belmode said with disdain: "Don't forget who I am. If I have a conflict with her, you have to let her live until now?"

Jason sneered: "Your crow organization has just been established for three years. There should not be many people who can take on the big responsibility, and you can't do it yourself to avoid suspicion. Is this reason sufficient?"

Belmode looked stiff: "Don't you want to invite me to join the Joker? How can I feel relieved if you don't show your strength."

She continued: "Of course, I am not reluctant to do this, but if you don't want to do it, I have no other way to introduce it to you."

After speaking, she threw away the cigarette and prepared to leave.

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