Chapter 162: Striking It Rich Again

Hearing this, Zhang Hong felt both startled, scared, and angry.

She wanted to ask, "Do I even open the door, what's it got to do with you? What the hell are you thinking?" but her intuition told her the person before her was dangerous!

She, a lone woman, certainly wasn't a match for his strength.

"Hey brother, you, you looking for someone?"

She forced a smile and asked.

"Hmm."

Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Who are you looking for? I live here; if you tell me his name, maybe I can help you."

"No need to make it that complicated."

Jiang Cheng pulled a gun from his pocket.

Zhang Hong's pupils instantly widened, about to scream.

Jiang Cheng shoved the gun into her mouth in one motion.

"If you dare make a sound, I'll fire. If you understand, nod."

"Wuwu, wuwu."

Zhang Hong, terrified, nodded repeatedly.

Jiang Cheng frowned.

He also smelled the urine stench in the air.

But now wasn't the time to fuss over that.

"Just understand my meaning; later I'll lower the gun, Hope you don't act rashly, otherwise we can test who's faster—your voice or my trigger pull."

"Wuwu."

Zhang Hong quickly nodded.

She was truly afraid the gun in her mouth might fire, a bullet piercing her mouth.

Jiang Cheng pointed the barrel at her stomach, "Open the door."

"Can you, let, let me go?"

Zhang Hong choked out, "You want money, I can give you money, just please don't hurt me."

"I'll say it one last time, open the door."

Jiang Cheng's voice turned cold.

"I'll open. I'll open."

Zhang Hong shakily opened the big door, forced by Jiang Cheng's gun, and stepped inside step by step.

"Bang."

The big door closed.

"Ah!"

Zhang Hong, frightened, fell onto the floor and shouted, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Shut up!"

Jiang Cheng really wanted to shoot the opponent dead instantly.

"Where's the money?"

Hearing that, Zhang Hong seemed to see Hope.

It turned out they came for the money! That was great; she had thought the other side came to kill her.

"I have money, it's in the safe, only I know the code; if you let me go, I'll give you the money."

She quickly said.

After the other left, she would call her son and tell him what happened here.

When she catches that guy, she'll repay the terror she just endured tenfold, hundredfold! "Take me there, remember not to play tricks, otherwise I'll make a hole in you."

Zhang Hong walked step by step to the bedroom, opened a cabinet, and inside was a safe.

She glanced back at Jiang Cheng, gritted her teeth, and entered the code.

Drip.

The safe's door opened, revealing half a cabinet full of banknotes.

"All my money is here, over 200,000 in total; if you want it, I can give you all, just Hope you let me go." Zhang Hong pleaded.

"That's all?" Jiang Cheng sneered, "Do you think I'm a three‑year‑old child, so easy to fool?"

"That's really all there is!"

Zhang Hong exclaimed excitedly, "Hero, this is over 200,000! I've saved my whole life, it's all here."

"Looks like I have to give you some color, see if that makes you tell the truth."

Jiang Cheng moved the gun, aiming at the other's thigh.

He had indeed heard those two brothers say.

For each person they sold to the club, the three of them together could get at least 50,000; if the person was well‑built and attractive, 100,000 was no problem, and if she was a virgin, the price was even higher.

Of course, regardless of price, the two of them could only take three or four percent, the rest belonged to the woman.

In these years, the few of them had deceived fewer than a hundred women, maybe eighty, so how could this woman have only a mere 200,000?

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"

The woman let out a wail, "I remembered, I have another safe, it also contains several hundred thousand."

"Oh? You just remembered, think again, is there another one somewhere?" Jiang Cheng sneered.

"Hero, really none left."

Zhang Hong cried, "I only have these two safes in total; you still want a third, but I can't magically produce one."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Cheng expressed doubt.

But first get the money from the two safes, then it's still in time to force them to reveal whether there's a third.

"Where is the second safe? Go open it."

"Hero, the money in that safe is my retirement fund; could you show some kindness and leave a bit for me?" Zhang Hong said pitifully.

She truly wasn't lying; there are only these two safes, and the money inside totals about six to seven hundred thousand.

Indeed, the business she runs brings in cash quickly, but she also spends quickly; not to mention beauty treatments, just the monthly spending on clothes and bags alone reaches several tens of thousands.

If her conscience hadn't repeatedly reminded herself that those are retirement funds, she would have spent them all long ago.

But now it seems she's ready to cheapen the person right in front of her.

"Enough chatter, hurry up and open it!"

Jiang Cheng scolded.

Zhang Hong entered another room, moved the nightstand, and saw that a safe was embedded within the wall.

"Quite good at hiding, huh."

Jiang Cheng smiled wryly.

"Money, of course I want it, but hide it more securely," Zhang Hong said, smiling uglier than she was crying, and opened the safe.

Inside it was not what Jiang Cheng imagined—a cabinet full of money.

On the contrary, it occupied less than a tenth of the space.

But the money inside were all 1,000-yuan denominations.

In total six bundles, each about a hundred notes.

Jiang Cheng's breathing involuntarily quickened.

They were indeed thousand‑yuan banknotes.

And at this rate, five to six hundred thousand is no problem.

Five to six hundred thousand! In the last mission, even counting everything, he only got that much, and that was risking his life.

This time, however, it went far too smoothly.

If we also count the money in the other room's safe, this haul would probably reach seven to eight hundred thousand.

This means that the 1.5 million needed to advance the Visualization Method to the next stage is already half met this time! Yet despite the money's bright colors and appealing look, it is all ill‑gotten money earned by trafficking humans! Behind each sum lies an innocent woman, imprisoned in a club, living a day filled with despair.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath.

Leaving this money here only cheapens the cruel‑hearted woman before us.

Only when it is in my hands can its value be realized.

But since I have taken this money, I now bear the corresponding karma.

"Rest assured, when I become powerful enough, I will certainly rescue you from the sea of fire, and I will not break my word!"

(End of chapter)