Chapter 212: You didn't say you were, did you?

All right.

The man sniffed sharply, his face ashen, and stared at Jiang Cheng.

"I've said everything that needed saying. If you have nothing else, just leave, and let me stay here alone in peace."

Jiang Cheng let out a sigh.

"I can help you with this."

"You can help me?"

The man was briefly agitated, then a wry smile appeared on his face.

"How would you help me? Can you get my house back?"

By now, even a fool could see it.

This Dingshi Loan Company has backing.

Both the Enforcement Squad and the Judicial Yuan are targeting them.

"The house probably won't come back."

Jiang Cheng shook his head.

If the intel from the meeting is true.

Behind Dingshi is the backing of the Kuangfeng Martial Arts School's Gym Master, that Eight-level Force Warrior.

He now is certainly not a match.

Even killing a disciple or two of the opponent wouldn't help much.

"But I can give you some satisfaction."

"What do you mean?"

The man wore a puzzled expression.

Jiang Cheng smiled, stood up, and left.

"Hey, what exactly do you mean?"

The man shouted from behind.

But Jiang Cheng quickly vanished from his sight.

"What's wrong with you? Coming all the way to mess with me? Damn, everyone comes to bully me!" The man shouted furiously and collapsed to the ground.

Evening arrived.

The street was sparsely populated.

From inside the Dingshi Loan Company shop, a woman in a long dress stepped out; she appeared to be in her thirties, exuding a mature woman's charm.

"Yun Jie."

"Yun Jie."

The two men in the lobby who had been looking at their phones put them down and greeted each other.

Although the woman in front of them seemed to have not even the strength to lift a chicken.

But her husband is the second disciple of the Kuangfeng Martial Arts School's Gym Master, a Level 3 Original Force Warrior!

Such a being could be crushed to death with a single fingertip.

Liu Yun smiled and nodded, walked to the counter, opened the ledger, and asked, "No customers today?"

"Actually a few people called to ask, but we don't know if they'll come," said one man with his hair dyed yellow.

"Yun Jie, sorry, it's been two days with no one coming," another man quickly apologized.

"It's fine."

Liu Yun, without looking up, said, "In our line of work, if you go three years without opening, once you open you eat for three years. By the way, I see this guy named He Guang, his term expires in less than ten days, right?"

"Yeah, Yun Jie, he borrowed 100,000, but the contract was for 500,000. Even if he repays 120,000 with interest, he still owes over 400,000," Huang Mao said with a grin.

"Yun Jie, there are two more, also due within a month. One signed a contract for 1,000,000; that guy is a fat sheep, he has a villa in an upscale community. When sold, it could be worth several hundred thousand."

"Not bad, not bad."

Liu Yun smiled and nodded.

At that moment, footsteps sounded outside.

The three instantly stopped talking, their gazes simultaneously turning outward.

A man in his thirties pointed at the sign above and said, "You can give loans here, right?"

"Yes, of course we can."

Liu Yun let out a snort of laughter, swayed her hips, and walked over.

"As long as you have assets to mortgage, you can borrow any amount here, and you can get it on the spot."

"Yes, brother, come in and have a look. Our annual interest rate is only 20%, which is already very reasonable."

The two men kept echoing.

"That's good, that's good."

Jiang Cheng let out a sigh of relief and walked in.

"I want to borrow one million; I wonder if you can provide that." "!!!"

Hearing that, the three inside exchanged glances.

"One million?"

"Where could they get that much money?"

"But since he opened with one million, he must be a big fat sheep!"

"Got it! Got it!"

Liu Yun quickly nodded, her smile blooming like a flower.

Don't even mention 1 million; even if it were 2 million we could come up with it, but the premise is that you have corresponding assets, otherwise we can't give you a loan.

She intentionally glanced at Jiang Cheng's two hands.

He had nothing.

What assets are you referring to?

In plain terms, it means houses and cars; if you have stocks or bonds, that works too, as long as you show the relevant proof, we can give you a loan." Liu Yun said with a smile.

Like that.

Jiang Cheng's face showed a troubled look.

Just having a house is fine," Liu Yun said with a smile: "but the loan amount you can get wouldn't be as high as 1 million; it would only be half the value of your house.

I don't have a house.

Jiang Cheng shook his head.

What?

The three people opposite were all startled.

You damn well live in the Outer City District and don't even have a house? Could you be from outside, or a vagrant?

Liu Yun's face instantly darkened.

She likes to swindle people, but not poor bastards.

It's not out of kindness, but because the latter has no money, only a life, and might even end up losing money.

Don't rush.

Jiang Cheng hurriedly said, his gaze sweeping over the three people, the corner of his mouth slowly rising: "Although I don't have a house, I still have other assets, such as your three lives—I don't know if they're worth a million."

Hearing that, the three people's faces changed dramatically.

But it wasn't fear, it was anger.

Hey, someone! Someone's come to cause trouble!

As Liu Yun shouted, a commotion came from inside the house, and immediately three or four burly men wielding knives and sticks rushed out.

They shielded Liu Yun at the rear.

The leader, a big man nearly 1.9 meters tall, had a dragon tattooed on each arm.

He pointed his knife at Jiang Cheng, tilting his head and asked: "You bastard, you came to cause trouble, right? Do you know what place this is?"

Jiang Cheng calmly pulled out a large-caliber handgun from behind him.

At that, everyone's faces changed.

Brother, let's talk nicely; don't just whip out, whip out a gun—if it accidentally discharges, that wouldn't be good.

The big brother with double dragon tattoos swallowed his saliva and stammered.

The other few men were also frightened, trembling nonstop.

After all, they're used to bullying ordinary people.

If they really encounter a tough character, they'd flee faster than anyone.

Drop your weapons, hands on head, squat in the corner; whoever tries to run, I'll send them on their way.

Several people looked at each other.

They hesitated, undecided.

What, do I have to say the same thing again?

Jiang Cheng's voice turned cold.

The few people, frightened, immediately threw away their weapons, obediently squatted by the wall, hands on head.

A bunch of useless trash!

Seeing this, Liu Yun was so angry she gritted her teeth.

Didn't I say you are?

Jiang Cheng aimed the gun at her.

Liu Yun gave a cold laugh: "Do you know who I am? If you dare touch a single hair of mine today, tomorrow I'll wipe out your whole family!"

(End of chapter)