Chapter 112: Hundreds of Thousands?

"No, don't kill me."

Wang Weisen knelt on the ground, pleading desperately.

"Hero, I can give you money; there's fifty thousand yuan in the next room, you can take it. If that's not enough, I have more. Release me and I'll give you everything."

Hearing the words "fifty thousand yuan," Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

The reason he didn't kill the other party outright was that he saw this fellow's status wasn't simple and wanted to ask about some details.

For example, how exactly did they come to suspect him?

And whether anyone else knows.

But the other party's first sentence was that there were fifty thousand yuan in the adjacent room.

He didn't show it, but instead asked coldly, "Are you rich?"

Hearing Jiang Cheng's voice, Wang Weisen shivered, then, like a drowning man clutching a lifeline, he nodded vigorously.

"That's right, I'm very rich; I have a few hundred thousand locked in a safe, but the safe is in my house in the Outer City District. I can only open it and take the money out when I get back."

"Do you think I'm a three‑year‑old child?"

Jiang Cheng sneered.

"Hero, I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, we can do this: let me make a call, have my family send the money, and then hand over a person with one hand and the money with the other."

Wang Weisen begged bitterly.

He truly regretted it.

He regretted not listening to Yue Shan back then, being obsessed with avenging A Bao; after taking revenge, he kept the money he had saved over the years and lived comfortably in the Outer City District.

But before they could even look for the murderer, the killer came in broad daylight, catching him completely off guard.

One misstep could mean death right here.

Jiang Cheng snorted.

His main purpose in coming here was to kill these people and Sweep away the threat.

And conveniently take some money as well.

If the priorities were reversed, the risk would increase dramatically, and besides, fifty thousand yuan isn't a small amount.

"Hundreds of thousands? Looks like your standing in the Wild Wolf Gang isn't low, huh?"

Wang Weisen drew his neck back.

"Hm?"

Jiang Cheng poised to swing his Iron Staff.

"I'm the Deputy, Deputy Gang Leader of the Wild Wolf Gang," Wang Weisen said quickly, covering his head in terror.

"No wonder."

Jiang Cheng recalled the person who had just fought him with a pair of swords; his skill was decent.

Unfortunately, his own body had some enhancements, and with Dual Staff Mastery, he could easily defeat the opponent.

"I heard you two have been inquiring about someone's address these past two days. What's the deal?"

"?"

Wang Weisen's eyes widened at the words, and he asked Jiang Cheng, "Y‑you aren't Jiang Cheng?"

Could the murderer be someone else?

But such coincidences don't happen under the heavens.

That person used Double Staff, and Jiang Cheng also uses Double Staff.

Moreover, this person rarely appears, yet showed up precisely when he had traced Jiang Cheng's address and was about to act.

"Ah!"

A scream.

Jiang Cheng smashed his arm with a staff, "Answer me, understand?"

"Got it, got it, hero, spare me, hero, spare me!" Wang Weisen screamed.

"Answer the question I just asked."

Jiang Cheng said that the reason he didn't admit he was Jiang Cheng was also because he feared eavesdropping.

"Yes, just recently, one of my subordinates was killed; I suspect that person was behind it."

"How did you suspect?"

"Because that person, like you, also used a staff. Some petty thugs mentioned it before; I didn't take it seriously, investigated for a long time with no results, until someone tipped me off," Wang Weisen paused, then a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Continue." "Yes, that person is from the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall, named Xiao Yuanqing," Wang Weisen stared intently at Jiang Cheng's eyes, "He was the one who tipped me off; that person's Staff Method is formidable—one person can take on ten with no problem, so I had people investigate."

He guessed that the chance of this person letting him go was very small.

Therefore, he had to name Xiao Yuanqing.

If the person in front of him were Jiang Cheng, or had ties to Jiang Cheng, they would definitely go after Xiao Yuanqing for revenge.

Regardless of which of the two dies, he will vent a vile breath.

"So, just because of a single word from Xiao Yuanqing, you prepared to strike that person?"

Wang Weisen gave a wry smile, "I was also thinking of treating a dead horse as a living one; the Iron Fist Gang's people are coming, I don't have much time left, but if I could get another chance, I definitely wouldn't trouble that person."

He looked at Jiang Cheng with a flattering expression.

Jiang Cheng sneered.

Only a fool would believe such nonsense.

If they wait for night to come and cripple themselves with bows and arrows, they'd just put on another face.

"Who else knows about this?"

Hearing that, Wang Weisen's complexion changed dramatically, and his whole body trembled.

He was far too familiar with that line.

Because he had said the same words to many people, then had his subordinates kill them.

"Please, let me go. The Wild Wolf Gang has already disbanded, and everyone under my command has been killed by you. I no longer pose any threat to you. I can swear to the heavens that if you release me, I will give you all the money in the safe when I return. If any word I speak is false, let heaven strike me with thunder and lightning, and may I meet a terrible death."

"Answer my question."

The response to him was a cold, emotionless voice.

"I said, will you let me go?"

"Do not test my patience."

Jiang Cheng's eyes showed murderous intent, "Otherwise, I will first sever your limbs, then crush the bones in your body one by one."

"I said, I said."

Wang Weisen let out a wretched laugh.

"Almost everyone who knew has been killed by you; only the Gang Leader is still alive, but he lives in the Outer City District, already a solitary widower. Even if he later learns what happened here, he won't do anything."

"You guys are really enjoying yourselves."

Jiang Cheng sneered, "You caused countless families to be ruined and countless lives lost, yet you can still move into the Outer City District and enjoy your old age in peace."

Wang Weisen fell silent the moment he heard that.

Immediately after, a muffled thud sounded.

In a short moment, Wang Weisen fell to the ground, his eyes losing their luster.

"Cheap for you."

Jiang Cheng muttered.

His gaze shifted from the corpse to the crossbow beside it.

This thing's killing power is stronger than a Handgun, and it is silent.

Besides that, its cost is also high, much more expensive than a Handgun.

Jiang Cheng didn't rush to pick it up, but instead searched the other rooms.

He said the people were all here; if any slipped through the net, he would also take the money as a side task.

After spending a few minutes, Jiang Cheng searched once; indeed he found no living people. The place was easy to search; apart from one office, the other rooms were all empty, and the occasional cabinet was also empty.

Naturally, he also found the briefcase containing the money, which was placed on the table, visible as soon as he entered.

Not more, not less, exactly fifty thousand.

"Not bad."

Jiang Cheng's face showed a slight smile.

Including this fifty thousand, he now had over seventy thousand on him.

Buying the Secret Medicine from Shi Yan was effortless.

If he could get another one to two hundred thousand, he could purchase a house of several dozen square meters in the Outer City District and fully settle there.

Perhaps sparing that guy's life earlier could have netted the missing few hundred thousand, but there were too many variables, and he didn't dare take the risk.

(End of chapter)