Chapter 142: Over a Million?

"Don't act rashly."

Jiang Cheng said, "If you make any move, or even try to scream for help, the thing in front of you will kill you instantly."

The three only then saw, in the air less than a meter ahead, several glimmering Steel Needles floating, and the two bodies on the ground were already motionless.

How could anyone still be clueless about what's happening?

"No, no, don't kill us," the woman begged desperately.

The little girl was so frightened she began to weep, biting her lip desperately.

"You two."

Yue Shan, seemingly already mentally prepared for the scene, sighed and said, "You came to my door to take my life, right? I've heard of your Dawn Society and know you're chivalrous heroes who punish the wicked and protect the innocent. I admit I've done many misdeeds, but could you give me a chance?"

His eyes reddened.

"As the saying goes, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. I swear, from now on I'll reform completely and be a good person. Of course, I won't let you waste your trip; I have over 200,000 in savings, and I can give you whatever you want, provided you spare a way of life for me and my family."

"Yes, you great heroes, my husband truly regrets his sins now and prays sincerely every day. Please, give him a chance. Wan'er is still so young; she can't be without a father," the woman pleaded hurriedly.

Jiang Cheng heard that and found it laughable.

"Put down the butcher's knife and expect to become a Buddha on the spot? Why not ask the people killed by the knife? Do they consent?"

"Regrettably."

Jiang Cheng shrugged, "We're here today to kill you."

"You!"

Yue Shan's face showed anger.

But the circumstances are stronger than a person; if he dares to be defiant, the two henchmen on the ground would be his fate?

"Friend, would killing me really benefit you? Do we have any grudge? Must you take my life?"

From his perspective, he and the Dawn Society members have never met, so where would a grudge come from? "What if there were one?"

Jiang Cheng asked.

"Fine, then tell me, what grudge do I have against you!" Yue Shan's voice was already angry.

"Because I'm from Pingxi Street."

Upon hearing that, Yue Shan's angry expression vanished instantly.

Because that street is his jurisdiction, and before leaving he had skimmed a hefty sum.

He never imagined in his wildest dreams that someone from that street could join the Dawn Society and end up before him.

"Misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"

He paused, then Yue Shan burst into tears, saying, "I didn't want to do this. Back then I settled with my brothers on Pingxi Street, only wanting to collect a bit of Protection Fee, since the brothers also needed to support their families. But at that moment, someone came to my door and gave me two choices."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's expression grew serious.

He had heard Zhao Xiangyu say that whether it's the Wild Wolf Gang or the Iron Fist Gang, they are tools for extracting wealth for others, and most of the looted money must be turned over.

What this guy is describing is the mastermind, the true culprit! "One option is to flee with the people; the other is to pay them 200,000 each month. If I choose neither and still want to stay here, they'll kill us."

"So you chose the second?"

"I was forced! If I took my brothers away, even if they agreed, another gang would take over, same result. So, it's better to—" Yue Shan said, his heart uneasy.

Jiang Cheng sneered twice, "Who is that person?"

"I... I can't say."

Yue Shan's face showed fear.

If he spoke, even if the people before him didn't kill him, that person would, and would be a hundred times more ruthless.

"Great heroes, how about this: 300,000, I'll pay 300,000 for a way out. I only have that much now; I originally had another 200–300 thousand, but after arriving here, people keep demanding favors. If you came a few days later, I might not have that much."

"Let me handle it."

At that moment, Ye Ying spoke.

Jiang Cheng nodded.

Ye Ying slowly stepped forward, stopping when she was two or three meters from Yue Shan.

"You? What do you want?" Yue Shan had a bad premonition.

He then felt the world spin wildly, his consciousness plunging into endless darkness.

"How much money do you have?"

"Including gold, silver, jewelry and cash, it's over one million," Yue Shan replied.

As the words fell, Jiang Cheng's pupils dilated sharply.

Over a million? That's so much money!

According to their prior agreement, the loot is split 90/10, and he only gets ten percent.

Even with a million, he could take a hundred thousand.

That's already an unexpected joy.

What else could he be dissatisfied with? Oh, and the identity of the mastermind behind it.

The woman beside him turned pale.

This is all their property; how could Yue Shan honestly reveal it? Once the two in front get the money, will they have a good outcome?

Yet she soon noticed something off about Yue Shan; his face was blank, like a puppet on strings.

"Y-you, what did you do to my husband?" she asked in terror.

Ye Ying completely ignored her, then said to Yue Shan, "Take me over there and bring out the money and jewelry."

"Yes."

Yue Shan said, stood up, and walked inside.

"No! No!"

The woman cried more passionately than before.

She wants to stay alive, but she also doesn't want to be penniless.

Without money, what can you use to lead an exquisite life? "Shut up."

Ye Ying spat out two words.

The woman, with a sudden resolve, decisively chose the former—money—over her life.

Yet a look of resentment flashed in her eyes.

Even the girl's eyes carried grievance.

Ye Ying turned and gave Jiang Cheng a glance, "I'll leave this to you."

After speaking, she withdrew the Steel Needle floating in the air and followed.

Maintaining this state also continuously consumes Spiritual Power.

Jiang Cheng nodded, drew the Large-caliber Handgun he carried, its barrel fitted with a silencer.

The woman and the little girl instantly trembled in fear.

Compared to the Steel Needle, a Handgun has greater deterrence.

Jiang Cheng's attention wasn't solely on the two people before him.

He also pricked up his ears, listening to noises outside.

After a few minutes, footsteps sounded; Ye Ying emerged with Yue Shan, carrying a black travel bag that looked heavy.

"How's it?"

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but ask.

"Cash is eight hundred fifty thousand; including gold and silver jewelry, it's a little over one million."

Hearing Ye Ying's reply, the woman's pupils instantly lost their color.

Damn it, it's all gone! All gone!

(End of chapter)