Rebirth of Chen An-Chapter 85: Capital with Interest

The bright red blood burst out, and Ivanov groaned due to the sudden pain and had to bend down.

He looked up at Chen An who had a calm face. The expression on the man's face told him that it was not Chen An's first time to shoot.

Chen An stretched out his forefinger and shook it gently: "Keep your bodyguard away from me. The next bullet will not hit your leg, but your heart."

"Honey, you really surprised me!" Every word was uttered heavily with him gnashing his teeth, from which Ivanov's mood could be imagined now.

"Look at your present expression, anger, unwillingness and even a little bit of shock and pain. It's pity that our little Ivan fell in love with a man at the beginning of his love affair. Unfortunately, you are just like a mentally retarded student in kindergarten. You are so clumsy that I want to beat you hard."

Chen An looked up at the international police coming up from the deck and smiled at Ivanov, who had shed a lot of blood. "Hate me, Ivanov? Keep in mind today's pain, it will stay with you all your life until you go to hell."

"You betrayed me..."

"There's never been loyalty. Where's the betrayal coming from, Ivan? You're really silly."

Ding Sheng, dressed as a black special police officer, was the first to rush towards Chen An. Chen An's eyes became less cold and he became nervous and helpless with a gun in his hand.

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"It's all right." Ding Sheng ordered the people to grab the bodyguards next to him, and he went forward and gently embraced Chen An.

Seeing this, Ivanov sat on the ground and laughed as if he had seen something very funny.

Ivanov was arrested by Ding Sheng only for possessing guns privately. The Middle East people had managed to shrink.

Ding Sheng was still busy everywhere. Chen An, as a special "undercover", was given special care by Ding Sheng. He was not brought into the police station, nor was he taken to record confessions.

"Ivanov has been sent to the United States for surveillance and treatment. The bastard hired a lawyer, but I won't make him feel good."

After Ivanov was captured, the group returned to Singapore, and Ding Sheng, who was in charge of the case, had to return to the United States in these two days, but he somewhat was still worried about Chen An.

"An, don't you really want to go to America with me?" Ding Sheng asked again. He could give the man good protection if he was around him.

Ivanov was caught temporarily, but who knew if Ivanov would find another chance to run out.

"Coming out for months, everything I experienced was like an unreal dream. Now I just want to go home and have a good sleep." Of course, Chen An would not follow Ding Sheng back to the United States.

Ding Sheng frowned. "But it's too dangerous. Ivanov won't let you go easily."

It could be said that Chen An contributed more than half of the success in catching Ivanov this time.

"Don't worry. Didn't you give me a new identity? I will leave Shanghai after a period of rest. Ivanov will not find me."

With Chen An's unswerving insistence, Ding Sheng had no choice but to give up the idea of letting Chen An return to the United States with him for the time being. He felt very sorry for Chen An because he had to give up his present identity and daily life and had to leave Shanghai.

Back in his room, Chen An leaned on the bed and took out a small cigarette box from his arms. There was a small chip hidden inside.

The man picked up the chip and smiled. It seemed that besides the billion dollars he had already received, he could sell the real chip.

As for what Middle Eastern Billionaires would do when they discovered that the chips they received were fake, that would be Ivanov's problem.