"You really have a tough mouth, caught red-handed and you still try to deny it? Very well, but what I am curious about is, which is harder - your mouth or a bullet?"
Allen Zhang pulled out a pistol from his tactical vest, a sinister smile on his face, and said, "Thank goodness I was on my guard, otherwise I would have been really fooled by you, old man. Why did you do it? Aren’t you afraid we’re going to shoot you in the back?"
The shop owner was petrified, his face pallid and sweating profusely. He hadn’t expected his usual tricks to be discovered and exposed.
He honestly said, "One Hundred Thousand Dollars, it’s enough to buy out my shop, you guys are from out of town, those items have questionable origins and you wouldn’t go to the police after just one transaction. Later, I can simply take the jewelry elsewhere, exchange it for cash at a lower price, and go enjoy myself abroad for two years. What’s there to worry about?"
"Aren’t you afraid of being killed?" Jason found it incredible.
"Fortune favors the bold! I’ve done this before. Those people either didn’t realize the cash was fake and spent it normally, or they figured out they were cheated and wanted to pay me back. But in the end, they were either arrested by the police or had already been shot dead!" the shop owner answered.
Clearly, this guy had nerves of steel; daring to make money from robbers and still managing to survive. He really deserved to make money!
Allen Zhang did not want to argue further, "One Hundred Thousand Dollars, half of which are false bills, you need to pay me an additional One Hundred Thousand Dollars, or I’ll blow your head off. I want payment in Virtual Coin!"
"But I don’t have so much USTD," the shop owner was so anxious he almost peed himself.
"Then go buy some! Borrow it if you don’t have money! There are so many virtual coin traders online, you can’t buy them if you have money?" Allen Zhang harshly said, stuffing the gun barrel in his mouth, "This time it’s your mouth, next time it might not be a hole on your body!"
"okok..." Drenched in sweat, the shop owner nodded hurriedly in agreement. He took out his phone, trembling, and started to operate; borrowing tens of thousands of dollars to purchase USTD, followed by interfacing with the data link provided by Allen Zhang, successfully transferring 100000U.
"Why didn’t you do this earlier! Originally, you only needed to spend One Hundred Thousand Dollars to get through this, but now you have to spend 150 Thousand Dollars to buy these goods! Consider this as a lesson, it’ll teach you a lesson, you better keep tight-lipped about this matter, swallow it yourself, it’s better for everyone, otherwise I guarantee your entire family will have a miserable end!" Allen Zhang threw down these cruel words and left with Jason.
Heading downstairs, they exited the shop, started the vehicle, and drove off from the town. Jason, cradling a submachine gun, stared intently at the second floor, gesturing with two fingers before his eyes then pointing at the other party.
The jewelry shop owner, standing on the second floor with his phone in hand, looked at his contacts, hesitated a long time, but eventually chose to swallow the grievance. The other party’s firepower seemed fierce, appearing very much like professional ruffians, not the sort to be trifled with.
Allen Zhang drove towards the city center. Midway, he stopped to search for a secluded cabin in the suburbs suitable for hiding a body, then detoured towards the destination, soon arriving at a desolate spot in the wilderness.
Getting out of the vehicle, observing the decrepit scenery and the godforsaken wilderness with only an old cabin, Jason also felt puzzled, "Boss, what are we doing here? Why aren’t we heading back to the city? Is there something valuable here?"
"There’s a dead person," Allen Zhang replied, took out a shovel carried in the car, handed it to Jason, and pointed to the spot.
"Go! Dig up this whole area!"