Chapter 513

Zhang Sun was quite vigilant after getting the money; only after riding around two or three times and finding nothing unusual did he return to the apartment in Jiulongcheng.

Yet, he did not know that their whereabouts had long been exposed, so no actions were taken that would alert the enemy.

After Zhang Sun returned, his subordinate Wei Dagou hurried over and threw down the cigarette butt in his hand; they had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Big Brother, you're back. Let me carry that for you."

Wei Dagou stared fixedly at the snakeskin bag in Zhang Sun's hand without blinking, and just as he prepared to take it, Zhang Sun slapped his hand away.

"Don't be so curious, and don't forget that Brother Hao's people are still inside."

Wei Dagou nodded and bowed, his heart itching:

"At least let me see the loot; there's at least a hundred million in that snakeskin bag."

Zhang Sun ignored Wei Dagou and strode inside.

Soon, Zhang Sun attracted the attention of Bat Mouse and the others.

Bat Mouse's face was full of pleasant surprise; he hurriedly stood up, and seeing the money in Zhang Sun's hand, he could hardly suppress the burning fire in his heart and strode forward.

At the same time, he carried a trace of vigilance; although the two groups were cooperating, this was their first contact, and who could guarantee there wouldn't be a double-cross?

Bat Mouse stared at Zhang Sun, afraid he might make an untoward move.

Zhang Sun saw his vigilance and didn't care in the slightest; he himself actually had no interest in the money and just threw the snakeskin bag onto the table.

"I can't verify Hong Kong money. You're a local, so you take a look and see if the serial numbers are non-sequential."

After speaking, Zhang Sun lay on the sofa, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

"Besides, I didn't notice anything unusual when I went to pick up the money. It seems you Hong Kong businessmen are indeed very trustworthy."

Bat Mouse had long been unable to wait; he took out a small knife and cut open the snakeskin bag, revealing stacks of banknotes already bundled with string.

Each stack was 100,000; he hurriedly untied the string and began to count.

"Sure enough, they are all non-sequential old banknotes."

Even if these old banknotes were leaked into the market, they weren't worried that the police would trace the source; the amount was simply too massive.

Bat Mouse also didn't care about his image at all, jumping around like a monkey.

"We're rich! A full three hundred million! Brother Hao really managed to get it."

"I can't wait to go and book out a bar right now and get a few women."

Bat Mouse looked at this pile of banknotes and kissed it fiercely.

Zhu Yucheng's face also carried a flush, clearly incredibly excited; after carefully flipping through them, he began to count the total.

"The amount is correct, and there's even an extra thirty-eight million."

"Wei Jiacheng is truly worthy of being Hong Kong's richest man; he brought out three hundred million so quickly. Brother Hao is worthy of the title of a great tycoon."

The two were excited; this money was enough for them to live without worry for the rest of their lives.

Bat Mouse was eager to go, and if it weren't for the fact that the full amount hadn't been received yet, he would have already gone out to have fun.

And with this money piled together, as high as a small hill, it gave a visual shock, making one want to scatter flowers like a celestial maiden.

Thinking that there were still two more remittances to come, their hearts pounded.

Zhang Sun's subordinate, Shapi, looked at the money and said excitedly:

"Big Brother, this is much more profitable than robbing banks in the mainland."

"To rob a bank, we have to risk a hail of bullets and can only get a few tens of millions at most. Robbing these Hong Kong tycoons has no danger at all, and we're set."

No one was more excited than them; even if they could only get a few tens of millions each in the future, they suddenly had the idea of robbing Hong Kong tycoons—this was a money tree.

Zhang Sun saw the money and laughed:

"Then after we finish this one, why don't we try again?"

They now had ideas about kidnapping as well. For Zhang Sun, robbery was like mountain climbing; they wanted to climb one mountain after another that seemed difficult to scale.

Compared to the stolen money, he enjoyed the process more; wanting to toy with the police, he was a complete madman.

Wei Dagou laughed:

"Of course, since we've already robbed the first richest man, we'll rob the second."

Wei Dagou laughed heartily, ready to act as soon as he said it.

Bat Mouse, who was nearby, interjected at this moment:

"Are you trying to steal our business? Let's get this straight: the second richest man is already reserved by us."

The group was in high spirits; the money was in hand, and in three days, they had an income of one billion—money they couldn't earn in a lifetime of struggling.

They were all robbing, it was just that robbing tycoons was faster.

Zhang Sun narrowed his eyes and asked Bat Mouse:

"Actually, I'm curious why you never cover your faces when robbing, including Brother Hao walking swaggeringly into Wei Jiacheng's villa. Aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

Regarding public security in the mainland, if they showed their faces, they would definitely become targets for a manhunt, and they would be caught even if they fled to the ends of the earth.

But Hong Kong seemed to have no such rules; even when Zhang Ziqiang entered the Wei villa, or even held hostages, he had no intention of covering his face at all, as if he didn't mind his true appearance being seen.

Bat Mouse laughed:

"Brother Hao is the number one thief king in Hong Kong; how could we cover our faces when doing things? This is an opportunity to bring us fame."

"Besides, according to Hong Kong law, as long as Wei Jiacheng doesn't press charges, the police have no chance to intervene. This is the rule of the foreigners."

"And this money is enough for us to hire countless high-level lawyers to defend us for an acquittal."

Previously, when Zhang Ziqiang robbed Rolex and held 8 million Hong Kong dollars hostage, even though the police knew it was Zhang Ziqiang, after he was caught, he was defended by high-level lawyers.

He was released due to insufficient evidence, and Zhang Ziqiang took the opportunity to bite back at the police, making them pay over a million. It was precisely because of this incident that Zhang Ziqiang became even more unscrupulous; this was also one of the loopholes in Hong Kong law.

Zhu Yucheng smiled and said with a hint of irony:

"The richer people are, the more afraid of death they are. They probably think our lives are very lowly."

"But everyone has a chance to turn things around; it just depends on whether you can seize the opportunity."