They didn't bring much, and Song Weiyi only carried a simple bag.

He Chengzhi looked at the time, and said: "We have half a day, first go to the hotel to settle down, and I will take you to a place later."

In this unfamiliar country, the only person Song could trust was He Chengzhi.

She nodded without hesitation and followed He Chengzhi's arrangement.

Afterwards, in order to maintain his physical strength, Song Weiyi ate a lot so that he would have the energy to face everything that came next.

When he came out, he found a car parked outside, and He Chengzhi sat in it even more rudely.

Song Weiyi was a little surprised, obviously they came empty-handed.

"Sister-in-law, get in the car and talk while walking."

"it is good."

Then Song Weiwei found out that this was a car rented by He Chengzhi when he was eating. After all, he might have to stay here for a few days, and it would be inconvenient not to have a car.

He drove the car around the bends for a long time, and Song Weiwei's eyes were dazzled.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a small alley in a good company.

"Here we are, get out of the car."

Song Weiwei looked at the surrounding situation. There were not many people, but there were many shops in the alleys, like some small commodity streets with the characteristics of some famous ethnic groups in China.

"In some places, based on your current situation, you may be discovered as soon as it appears, so we have to choose some safer methods."

He Chengzhi walked in front while popularizing Song Weiyi.

"Yeah." She touched her face, the key is this, for fear of being recognized by Pei Chengde.

However, when she left, she took out her wig, sunglasses and other things, thinking about the preparations she had made to cover herself.

But He Chengzhi has a better way than wigs and sunglasses.

That is - the human skin mask.

They walked all the way to the innermost part of the alley. There were no visitors or other people here, and it looked extraordinarily deserted.

In front of a heavy iron door, Song Weiwei watched as He Chengzhi knocked hard a few times.

With a bang, the person inside opened the door.

What appeared was a man in his sixties with blond hair.

He Chengzhi expressed his intention for coming.

The mask presented to Pei Chenyang was bought at this place.

"It's you again? You don't want to buy a mask, do you? I agreed at the beginning that a person can only buy it once, no matter how much you pay, it's the same!"

"No, no, John, you misunderstood, this time it's not me, it's her." He Chengzhi pushed Song Weiyi in front of John.

"Money is not a problem, the matter is urgent, and human life is a matter of heaven and earth."

John curled his lips, and it took a while before he invited them in.

The house is clean, nothing can be seen.

Song Weiyi was placed to sit down, and then John took out a mold-like thing and stuck it on her face to make gestures.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, he is measuring the mask that suits you. If you have a mask later, you don't have to worry about being discovered by Uncle Pei."

Song Weiyi was surprised, "Is there such a thing? I thought it was just a plot in a TV series."

Speaking of this, He Chengzhi couldn't help but feel complacent. "That is, of course there is, but you don't know that's all. How about, how do you think the mask in my uncle's hand came from? I didn't give it to him. It's good for him to use my mask to bluff."

"Uncle?" Song Weiwei repeated with a frown.

She thought for a while, then suddenly remembered the bodyguard beside Zhao Mengmeng, and covered her mouth in surprise.

"It can't be the human skin of a foreigner?"

"yes."

"Pfft..." Song Weiyi couldn't believe it, so the uncle had been lurking beside Mengmeng for so long with another identity?

If Mengmeng knew the truth, would she be so angry that she would jump her feet?

Three hours later, the mask John had just made came out of the oven.

"Okay, try to stay on your face, and solve any problems immediately."

Song Weiyi stared at his hand intently. There was a thin mask there, which was inconspicuous.

She took it, put it on in front of the mirror, and immediately changed her face.

Not surprisingly, the face belonged to an American.

Song Weiyi was a little disappointed, it would be great if he was Chinese.

"Okay, ten million." John stretched out his hand in front of Song Weiyi.

Such a thing, ten million? Song Weiyi was taken aback.

Even He Chengzhi couldn't help shouting.

"John, you're making a lot of money, right? I only needed one million the year before last!" It instantly doubled.

It is simply to slaughter people!

The point is, John's so-called ten million is US dollars!

"It's too expensive? When you came here before, you boldly said that the price is not a problem, but now it has become a problem?" John asked retortedly.

That expression was the same as watching He Chengzhi beat his own company.

He Chengzhi's smile was a little fake, it was indeed inconsistent, and that was because the price was indeed too expensive.

Song Weiyi couldn't understand what they said in detail, but he still understood what John said about ten million.

Gui, she admitted.

"Is it okay to swipe the card?" She looked at John earnestly, maybe this mask will be of great use in the future, so ten million is ten million.

"Okay, look, learn from others, and be more bold." John was acting good when he got a bargain, which made He Chengzhi's teeth itch with anger.

After paying the money, took the mask, and went back home.

At this time, Pei Chengde and others had also arrived.

After getting off the plane, the car went straight to the Los Angeles building.

The formerly prosperous Los Angeles building was blasted from the middle of the floor.

As a result, everything above collapsed, exposing clusters of steel bars.

The time since the accident happened was too short, and the clean-up work has not yet finished, but the surrounding area has been fenced off and no one is allowed to enter.

Seeing all this, Pei Chengde's feet went limp.

"Brother!" Pei Chenyang supported him.

Next to him was the person sent by the US authorities to help, and they started talking.

"It is not allowed to enter here. The injured people have been transferred. Since the accident, there have been serious safety hazards at the scene. Even we cannot enter. However, the remains of those who had the accident are kept in the funeral home here. .”

Song Weiyi and He Chengzhi were not far away from them. Pei Chenyang's voice was not loud, so she managed to get a rough idea.

He Chengzhi grabbed her arm and said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, we will follow."

However, they came in such a hurry that He Chengzhi didn't get the mask.

When we arrived at the funeral home, only Song Weiyi could enter here.

He had already made relevant arrangements, and nodded to Song Weiyi. "Waiting for you outside."

The funeral home is divided into several areas.

The bodies of accident victims in three countries are stored separately.

And Song Weiyi followed in their footsteps and entered the place where the corpse of the Chinese male was kept.