CHAPTER 125: 62 SORRY, YOUR PANTS ARE WET, LET ME HELP YOU_2

Freddie got injured, which made me feel a bit guilty.

I leaned against the car door smoking, my life had become unfamiliar.

[Kelly Ella participated in the black market operation, attributes improved.

Energy increased by 3 points, Kelly’s energy: 68-71. Ella’s energy: 70-73.

Constitution increased by 3 points, Kelly’s constitution: 78-81. Ella’s constitution: 77-80.

Kelly Ella’s constitution exceeded 80 points, charm increased by 2 points.

Kelly’s charm: 92-94, Ella’s charm: 91-93]

Did they actually become more beautiful? Can an increase in constitution improve body functionality and beautify the skin?

[Both employees’ constitution exceeds the critical value of 80. Muscle memory acquired.]

Muscle memory?

I also have this special attribute.

Didn’t expect these two girls to acquire it too.

Muscle memory is a terrifying ability. For gunners and combat experts, it forms a reflex that allows quick completion of actions.

Like a shooter firing a gun.

Military personnel need long-term training to make their muscles remember the action and feel of shooting. Once muscle memory is formed, the most significant ability is rapid shooting.

In combat, muscle memory has the same terrifying effect, which is reflex nerves.

When the opponent attacks, you can react faster.

Speed is power, and your faster reaction speed can effectively suppress the enemy.

I’m a bit jealous, their growth is much easier than mine.

These two women are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their energy has already surpassed mine, their endurance and recovery are much stronger than mine.

If they participate in a marathon, they would surely achieve a good ranking, maybe even win a world championship.

Soon, I will be able to train two super assassins like Black Widow.

"BOSS!" Kelly took out a small cloth bag.

I poured the contents into my palm, they were cut diamonds.

Very pretty, they sparkled in the sunlight.

"BOSS, you’re about to have your own business. Congratulations!"

Ella kissed my cheek.

I looked at the diamonds, not knowing what to say. Amir almost died, he was my best friend.

I handed the bag to Kelly, "You take it back to the apartment."

"What about you?"

"I’m going to look at a new apartment today, the current place isn’t safe."

Driving my second-hand Dodge, I received a call from the agent.

"Mr. Clark?"

"Yes, it’s me."

"We found two suitable apartments for you, as per your request, located in Biscayne Bay. Do you have time now?"

"Yes!"

"I’ll meet you on XX Avenue."

Following the location, I drove to a building.

In the lobby, there were several security guards in blue uniforms, equipped with pepper spray and handguns.

A woman in black stockings and a short skirt saw me at the elevator in the lobby, though she seemed curious as my attire wasn’t very refined.

My clothes and pants were cheap.

The apartments here cost up to 4 million US Dollars each, with a rent of ten thousand dollars a month, it’s hard for ordinary people to afford such high expenses.

I wanted two, which meant a monthly rent of 20,000 US Dollars.

If it’s not for money laundering, she couldn’t figure out why I wanted to rent such expensive apartments.

If it’s money laundering, I can’t use cash, with a limit of 9,000 US Dollars per transaction, I’d need to deposit three times!

I want to rent a nice apartment so when Jesse starts at the University of Miami, and Helen comes to work in Miami, I can take care of her.

Biscayne Bay is essentially Downtown, the most prosperous area in Miami, also the area with the highest crime rate.

Someone might ask, why do upscale communities and affluent areas have such high crime rates?

It’s simple, because there’s money here, a lot of money!

Drug lords, criminal organizations, all the grey funds pour in here.

I looked at the hesitant woman and walked over.

"Hi, I’m Kenny Clark!"

"Hi, Ashley, Ashley Thompson!"

Ashley was a real estate salesperson, wearing a white shirt through which I could see her black bra.

Ashley was Caucasian, with long blonde hair, and emerald green eyes, possibly natural, or maybe contact lenses.

A typical blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty, she wore no jewelry, and her heavy makeup concealed the freckles on her face and neck.

The gray short skirt tightly wrapped around her hips, which were large and somewhat sagging, possibly due to frequent office sitting and lack of exercise.

Ashley was very pretty, with an oval face, brown eyebrows, and her hair combed to the right, giving a casual look.

"Kenny, the apartments you want are on the 17th and 23rd floors! Great location, facing the beach. Rent is ten thousand dollars a month, you don’t need to purchase furniture or appliances, you can move in with just your clothes!"

"Great!"

Ashley interestingly watched me, pressed the elevator button, and I followed her in.

The woman glanced at me from time to time as if a bit curious.

"Do you think I’m laundering money? Because my clothes don’t afford such a place."

Ashley smiled awkwardly, "I’m sorry, but I didn’t think that, because two apartments require 20,000 per month, and you need to deposit cash three times a month, frequent deposits leave records with the bank, and the tax bureau or drug enforcement agency can easily identify what you’re doing!"

"No, a single bank deposit can’t exceed 10,000 US Dollars. If I take a loan from the bank, the amount in the repayment account won’t be recorded, meaning I could deposit over ten thousand dollars at once, every rule has its loophole."

Ashley’s eyes widened, "Mother fucker!"

The beautiful saleswoman couldn’t control her emotions.