Chapter 163: All Prepared
Chapter 163: All Prepared
As Zhang Hongxin watched Jiang Cheng taking stack after stack of cash from the safe, her heart bled.
That was all her money!
She had worked so hard to earn it, taking such risks. Every night before bed, she would take out the money and count it, then put it back, feeling a sense of immense satisfaction.
That was why she didn't move in with her son and daughter-in-law; if she did, the money might no longer be hers.
And she couldn't count it whenever she wanted, without worrying about being disturbed, like she could now.
But now, it was all gone!
Her eyes filled with venomous hatred, staring fixedly at Jiang Cheng, and finally, at the handgun in his right hand.
An idea popped into her mind.
What if she pounced on him, grabbed the gun, and shot him? Wouldn't everything be over then?
But the next second, a glance from Jiang Cheng scared her witless.
Her intuition told her that this person had definitely killed before.
Jiang Cheng took out six stacks of thousand-yuan bills from the safe, feeling a bit of a headache. How should he carry all this money?
Of course, he could pocket this amount.
But in the other safe, there were over 200,000 yuan, mostly in hundred-yuan bills, and some in fifty-yuan bills, taking up too much space.
It was still broad daylight, and if he left with a bag, he might be seen. If he took it home and someone traced it back to him, that would be problematic.
Should he leave the 200,000 yuan behind?
Even a mosquito's leg was meat, let alone this amount.
Just then, Zhang Hong spoke up, "Hero, can you put away the gun now? You said that after taking the money, you'd let me go."
As she spoke, she inwardly hoped that Jiang Cheng would leave so she could call her son.
Jiang Cheng wasn't thinking about how to carry the money yet; instead, he looked at her and asked, "How do I know you don't have a third safe?"
"I really don't." Zhang Hong was exasperated.
"Hero, if you don't believe me, I can swear. If I have another safe, may I die horribly. Now do you believe me?"
Jiang Cheng thought for a moment.
He felt that she wasn't lying, but if he could break her leg or arm, she would surely tell the truth.
But there might be people upstairs and downstairs, and if she screamed, it would be troublesome.
Moreover, the harvest this time was already good, and it was wise to quit while ahead.
So, he nodded.
Zhang Hong felt a huge relief.
"Hero, put away the gun and take the money. This money is yours."
"After I leave, will you notify others to catch me?"
"No, no."
Zhang Hong shook her head vigorously, her face filled with fawning smiles.
"That's strange."
Jiang Cheng was puzzled, "I took so much money from you, and you're not angry at all? You won't notify others to catch me?"
"..."
Zhang Hong was at a loss for words.
She couldn't answer Jiang Cheng's question.
She couldn't say, "Yes, I'll call others as soon as you leave."
"I still believe that only the dead can keep secrets."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Hong felt a strong sense of crisis.
She mustered all her strength, wanting to scream.
Jiang Cheng's reflexes were quicker; he immediately wrapped his arms around her head, preventing her from screaming, and forcefully twisted her neck to the left.
Zhang Hong was shocked and terrified. She desperately struggled, trying to twist her neck back to the right.
Just then, Jiang Cheng abruptly changed direction, twisting her neck to the right with even greater force.
The two forces combined.
A crisp 'crack' sounded.
Zhang Hong's neck broke, and her head hung limply to one side, her eyes filled with terror.
Jiang Cheng tossed the body to the ground and sneered.
To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, he didn't even bother to reveal his identity to her.
Strictly speaking, this person wasn't the true mastermind behind the scenes.
The ones who truly needed to be eliminated were the people from the club.
But the McKen Club was undoubtedly not ordinary; with his current strength as a First Rank Primordial Energy Warrior, going there would be seeking death.
Fortunately, his current goal was merely to get rid of these few people and eliminate short-term threats.
As for the long-term plan, he could only wait until his strength improved.
This was not only to keep his promise to those innocent people who had been sold for money but also to protect his own family.
With Zhang Hong and the others dead, who knew if there would be another batch of people doing the same thing? If the true mastermind behind the scenes wasn't eliminated, such incidents would only continue to occur day after day.
Jiang Cheng found a handbag and stuffed all the money from the two safes into it. He then searched through several rooms and found a considerable amount of gold and jewelry, which he also put into the bag.
The next problem was how to bring these things back?
Jiang Cheng tucked the bag into his clothes, zipped it up, and his body instantly looked bulkier. He checked it and felt it was fine, but it would be best not to go out through the community gate, as there were surveillance cameras there.
Fortunately, the community's walls weren't very high, less than two meters, and anyone with decent physical fitness could easily climb over them.
Moreover, his current physical condition was half stronger than that of an ordinary person, making it even easier for him.
The real concern was whether the bag would fall out during the wall-climbing process or if someone would see him.
Jiang Cheng thought about it and felt these were minor issues.
The most challenging part was how to spend this money. Bing Li knew he didn't have any money.
He had even taken out a loan of 10,000 for the last mission.
The money earned from missions was also in his account.
Although he had earned some income by guiding others in marksmanship practice yesterday, it wasn't much.
But this bag contained 700,000 to 800,000. If he deposited it all into his account, even a fool would know something was wrong.
Additionally, with Zhang Hong's death, the news could only be hidden for a few days. Once it reached the Dawn Society's ears, those with suspicions would easily point fingers at him.
"It's a kind of torment to have money but not be able to spend it," Jiang Cheng shook his head.
Even if he transferred small amounts into his balance, it would still be easy for others to suspect him if they investigated.
It would be best not to use this money within the society.
But if not within the society, where could he use it?
It would be better to buy cultivation resources instead of keeping the money at home, as it couldn't be directly converted into his own strength.
Just then, two words popped into his mind: Black Market!
The Black Market didn't question the source of money; as long as it was real, it was acceptable. Gold and jewelry could also be exchanged for cash.
Moreover, in the Black Market, everyone hid their identities. Even without this money, he had planned to buy some things there as a hidden trump card.
Now that he had this money, he could enter anytime! But Shi Yan's reminder still echoed in his ears.
It was best not to enter the Black Market until he reached the Third Rank.
(End of Chapter)
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