Chapter 249: Shot

On the ring road in Los Angeles.

Geraldson's eyes were closing as he leaned back in the passenger seat.

The soft rocking of the vehicle, in addition to the fact that he had not slept all night, caused him to feel that his upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting back a heavyweight, while fatigue was hitting him like a series of shockwaves...

According to the existing procedure, as long as his subordinates drove the cars and followed the truck to the airport, his task would be considered completed. Geraldson did not even have to wake up. He could just enjoy sweet dreams throughout the journey.

His subordinates would even send him to his door before waking him up.

Unfortunately, things were not destined to go so smoothly…

In a murky stupor, Geraldson seemed to hear a muffled explosion, followed by a violent screech of friction as if someone was scratching the floor with metal!