"I... I’m Kane, I’m the manager of Purple Sun Group in Miami."
"I’m Eric, I’m with the Clos Group from Old Mo Country."
Soon, Lu Zheng extracted all their background information from these two people who had completely lost the will to resist.
Purple Sun Group is a comprehensive conglorate headquartered in Miami.
It owns two investnt companies, involved in entertainnt, funds, real estate, ports, logistics, and private auction houses, and also operates underground foreign trade smuggling. It’s a typical local tycoon.
The Clos Group from Old Mo Country is a company that produces black-market arms and provides services for international clients who need untraceable weapons.
They were here to deliver a batch of weapons to their partner in the Lighthouse Country, the Purple Sun Group.
Lu Zheng looked at Kane, "With a force as big as Purple Sun Group, why go so far as to kill us to silence us?"
Kane, trembling, replied, "After all, avoiding extra trouble is better; the boss’s influence is only in Miami and a few southern states. If this transaction is caught by the Coast Guard or Customs Bureau, it doesn’t matter how much the boss would lose; I would definitely be dumped into the sea..."
Lu Zheng smirked, glancing back and forth between the two, his eyes flickering.
Lin Wan frowned, "Aren’t we going to kill them?"
Kane and Eric shuddered in unison, their hearts tightening again after their montary relief from answering questions.
"Spare us! Spare us!"
"I’m willing to give everything, God, spare !"
Seeing the two kneeling and begging for rcy on the ground, Lu Zheng turned to Lin Wan with a smile, "Weren’t we just talking about how to offload those things? Now, here are people coming to us on their own?"
"Purple Sun Group?"
"How about that?"
Lin Wan frowned and asked, "Won’t it expose us?"
The boss of the Purple Sun Group is a tycoon who enjoys both black and white connections in the Lighthouse Country, definitely deep-minded. If he reveals their information to the Lighthouse Country officials...
Lu Zheng nodded, and in the next instant, with a thought, the two people in front slumped to the ground.
These arms dealers not only wanted to kill them before but also saw their skills and faces, and with no use left, death was the only outco.
Lu Zheng laughed, "We certainly won’t show our true faces before him."
Lin Wan nodded, "What about the money?"
Lu Zheng burst into laughter, wrapping an arm around Lin Wan and giving her a peck, "When did you beco such a housekeeper?"
Lin Wan laughed, "I’m just worried we could be exposed."
Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, "Rest easy, I’m a computer genius. The money will go through countless transactions and secret accounts; it won’t trace back to us at all."
Lu Zheng paused, "If they can track down, I’ll fly to them and show them!"
"I know you’re amazing!" Lin Wan couldn’t help but laugh, then shook her head and said sowhat unnaturally, "It’s just dealing with a criminal makes uncomfortable."
"But only such a tycoon, who walks the line between black and white, can dispose of this treasure at maximum value, right?"
"That’s true." Lin Wan nodded, then understood, "Anyway, he hasn’t broken Hua Country’s laws or hard its people."
"Since that’s the case, we’ll go through him." Lu Zheng nodded.
Lin Wan giggled, "Aren’t you afraid of being double-crossed?"
"He dares?" Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, then paused, "But to avoid trouble, indeed we should show so skill."
"Use extraordinary ans?" Lin Wan held Lu Zheng’s hand with a smile, "Aren’t you afraid of exposure?"
"Only he would know, do you think anyone would believe him?"
Lin Wan shook her head with a smile, "Of course not; even if he gets caught, others would just think he’s a poor fool deceived by magic.
Also, how can you make him believe what he experienced wasn’t magic? Like that Celestial Demon?"
Lu Zheng shrugged, "I don’t need him to believe; I just need him to believe I can take his life anyti, cooperate obediently, and not cause trouble."
...
Miami, Purple Sun Entertainnt Center.
In a 500-square-ter office deep on the seventh floor of the entertainnt center.
The boss of Purple Sun Group, Grant, sat quietly behind his desk, staring intently at the phone in his hand.
He had just spoken on the phone with the boss of the Old Mo Country’s Clos Group, discussing the follow-up of the transaction that failed three days ago.
The other party demanded paynt, but without having received the goods, he wouldn’t pay up.
So, they parted on bad terms, agreeing only to continue seeking information in both legal and illegal circles.
By rights, three days ago, the waters were calm with no tsunamis to send their agents to the deep; the possibilities were either official seizure or being double-crossed.
And those were international waters, plus all their people went silent...
"Bang!"
Grant slamd his fist on his three-ter-wide desk.
"Damn it, which bitch’s mongrel dog dared to hijack my goods!?"
The next mont, Grant felt everything go dark, and with a "smack," he collapsed in his chair.
No misunderstanding; Lu Zheng didn’t kill him but just pulled him into a dream.
...
Three hours later.
Grant woke from his sleep, trembling all over, drenched in cold sweat, his eyes filled with haunting fear.
"This... this..."
The next mont, he saw a note placed on his desk with an address and an account number written on it.
"F**k, is this real!?" Grant exclaid out loud.
As the words left his mouth, the sharp sound of air being sliced ca from the direction of the liquor cabinet; a corkscrew flew through the air and "thunk" embedded itself into his desk, less than a centiter from his pudgy hand.
"F... I was wrong! I get it!" Grant choked back the curse.
"I will wire ten million to this account first; as for that batch of goods, I will make sure to offload all of it within six months. You can be assured!"
Grant said this while crossing himself, "Thank you for not taking my property and life; God bless you, sir!"
After waiting silently for a mont, until there was no other sound in the office, Grant finally called, summoning a batch of his n and headed to an abandoned factory in the city.
...
On the other side.
Lu Zheng and Lin Wan had already changed into beach shorts and bikinis, holding hands, walking on the sands of Miami Beach.
The setting sun bathed the beach in a golden glow.
Lin Wan’s smile was like a blooming flower, "Speaking of which, after getting this treasure, doesn’t it an our trip won’t cost us anything this ti?"
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