Chapter 403

Just like that, Su Yang started an endless journey of raiding homes.

After looting one house, they immediately rushed to the next; during this time, they were unimpeded and gained a full harvest.

Several ox carts were not enough, so they immediately bought ten more ox carts, and all the loaded goods were sent to the South City District.

During this time, they encountered many obstacles from Jiang Hen Zhi's 'hidden mistresses', but they were all handled cleanly by Lin Yang with thunderous means.

The people outside seemed to think that pie had fallen from the sky.

Why were there always beautiful women lying on the street?

Those who didn't know would think that heaven had sent them wives.

The bold ones hugged the beauties and ran home, their anxious appearance looking laughable.

But before they could run two steps, the woman in their arms would wake up from the bumping, scream in terror, and smash her fists frantically at the man's face.

The man felt pain and was about to get fierce, but when he heard that she was Jiang Hen Zhi's woman, he was so scared that his crotch got wet; he immediately let her go and dived into the crowd like he was escaping.

When the woman returned to the manor and saw the empty house, she was immediately stunned...

Night fell.

Su Yang looked at a grand mansion in front of him and rubbed his sore arms, "This is the last one."

"Finally it's going to end, I'm exhausted." Lin Yang complained incessantly.

"You didn't even move much, what are you tired of? You didn't even do one-fifth of what the brothers did." Zhao Xian said with disdain.

"You don't know anything, I moved all the big items, weighing one or two hundred jin each, can you compare?" Lin Yang said unconvinced.

Zhao Xian was about to mock him when he heard Su Yang say: "Alright, both of you say less, there's only the last one left, move it and leave, go home and sleep."

After saying this, Su Yang wanted to do another wave of mobilization work.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw dozens of burning gazes and was immediately stunned.

"Are you tired?" Su Yang asked.

"Gang Leader, we're not tired!" everyone shouted in unison.

"I didn't let you rest or eat well all day today, how about this, after we finish, I'll add another 2000 as a reward for everyone." Su Yang said loudly.

"Gang Leader is mighty!"

Hearing that the reward had increased, people immediately beamed with joy.

Compared to verbal praise, solid money is enough.

Su Yang himself didn't like to draw cakes; saying more is not as good as giving more.

Loyalty is certainly important, but he values people's hearts more.

The next moment, the brothers seemed tireless as they rushed into the manor to loot wantonly, leaving nothing behind wherever they passed.

Watching this locust-like swift action, Su Yang curled his lips.

"You spent over two hundred thousand in one day, don't you feel heartache?" Lin Yang clicked his tongue.

"If I can buy cohesion and loyalty, even if it's two million, I'll pay it without hesitation." Su Yang said.

In reality, if he found specialized cargo workers, he could get it all done for a few thousand a day.

But he didn't choose to do that; instead, he specifically found the brothers of the Weiwu Hall to do the work.

One is to let them see the current financial level of the Liuhe Association.

The second is to bestow favors to increase their sense of belonging and loyalty.

"You have ideas." Lin Yang pursed his lips, lifted his legs, and walked forward, "I'll go in and see if there's anything I can help with."

Su Yang stood at the door, watching the brothers move out one valuable item after another, and nodded with satisfaction.

He doesn't understand antiques, but judging from the appearance, none of them are cheap goods.

He can question Jiang Hen Zhi's character, but he cannot question his taste.

Treasures lucky enough to enter his house, how could they be ordinary things?

If there was any fake mixed in here that wasn't pointed out, it would be the seller's luck.

Su Yang saw a necklace that was quite exquisite and played with it in his hands.

"The gemstones shouldn't be worth much..." Su Yang examined it under the street lamp and raised an eyebrow.

Yet at this moment, a scream suddenly came from inside the mansion.

Su Yang looked in that direction and saw an underling running down in a hurry, "Gang Leader, there's something strange upstairs, come up and take a look quickly!"

"What's the matter?" Su Yang asked while walking.

"There's a problem with the wall on the third floor, Brother Yang asked me to find you to make a decision." the underling explained.

Could it be another safe?

Thinking of this, Su Yang immediately quickened his pace.

When he arrived at the third floor, he found it crowded with people.

"What's going on?" Su Yang asked.

Zhao Xian said: "There seems to be something inside this wall, but we didn't find any mechanism, should we smash it open?"

Saying this, Lin Yang moved to knock on it.

"Dong dong—"

Hearing the hollow sound, Su Yang frowned, "How big is the area?"

"About four square meters."

Su Yang looked at this room and found it very simple, with only a bed and a dressing table.

He stretched out his finger and touched the table, looking at the dust on his finger, lost in thought.

"Have all the other valuable things been moved away?" Su Yang asked.

"Clean, even the decorations in the bathroom have been moved out." Zhao Xian nodded.

"Who discovered this?" Su Yang scanned the area.

At this moment, a lean man raised his hand and said: "Gang Leader, it was me."

He explained: "This room was originally locked, I thought there was a big treasure inside, so I used a hammer to smash the door lock."

"But when I got here, I found there wasn't a single valuable thing, so I kept an extra eye and knocked on the wall."

"I didn't know until I knocked, and one knock gave me a scare."

"Slap!"

Zhao Xian immediately gave him a rap on the head, "Who is your father?"

The man felt pain and cried out, immediately realizing he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly slapped himself twice.

Su Yang pressed his hand to indicate it was fine, and continued: "Bring the hammer."

Zhao Xian immediately handed it over.

Su Yang held the hammer and came to the wall, gathered his strength, and smashed down fiercely.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a fist-sized hole immediately appeared.

After smashing out a gap, the rest became much simpler.

He smashed through the hollow wall in three or two strokes, revealing the things inside.

He saw a rosewood coffin standing quietly inside, revealing an inexplicable chill.

There were no patterns on the coffin, nor were there any carved characters, just placed here abruptly, appearing especially eerie.

"Hiding a corpse in the wall?!" someone exclaimed.

Everyone's mind immediately associated it with a terrifying urban legend.

It is said that business magnates specifically invite Feng Shui masters to invite the God of Wealth for themselves, and the methods are mostly evil.

Among them, 'hiding a corpse in the wall' has a saying in Jinshan City about suppressing Feng Shui.

"Jiang Hen Zhi actually believes in this stuff?" Lin Yang was deeply puzzled.

"Open it!" Su Yang ordered.

"I'll do it!"

Zhao Xian rolled up his sleeves and forcefully peeled off the coffin lid.

The next moment, a white figure suddenly fell to the ground.

Scaring everyone into jumping back, their faces filled with shock and uncertainty.

He saw that this corpse was wrapped in bandages, and its whole body exuded a peculiar fragrance.

"Mummy?!" Lin Yang widened his eyes.

This fragrance was undoubtedly a special material used to preserve the corpse from rotting.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hen Zhi's methods were so cruel, turning people into mummies and suppressing them in the mansion.

"Untie the bandages." Su Yang said.

"Ah?" Lin Yang was stunned.

"Quick!" Su Yang urged.

Everyone came back to their senses, hesitated for a long time, then several people volunteered and slowly untied the bandages on the corpse's surface.

A dark head exuding fragrance came into view.

He saw that the eyes had already been removed, and the face had dehydrated, causing the skin to stick to the bones, already no different from a mummy.

Suddenly, an underling let out a sharp howl, as if his neck was being strangled by an evil ghost.

Zhao Xian was startled by him and cursed: "What are you screaming for?"

"I recognize him... he, he—" the underling widened his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, his face deathly pale.

"Speak if you have something to say!" Zhao Xian said in a deep voice.

"He is the Warlord Leader!"

What?!

Everyone's faces changed in unison.