"Why did you have to deceive me with a fake golden ring?" Jennifer was really annoyed.
"Because I wanted to impress you and have you with me, so I could use you to make money."
Matt, already beaten and barely breathing, continued to confess his crimes, "You are so beautiful, you’d definitely be popular as a high-class call girl. I could have simply packaged you off to my new boss or some other high society people, getting them to hire me and give me an opportunity to make money."
"You son of a bitch!!" Allen Zhang, who was previously trying to stop the others from causing a fatality, couldn’t bear to listen anymore.
He let go of Jason’s hand, rushed up, and kicked him right in the face, "Are you even human?"
Matt’s nose gushed blood, and he lost two teeth, collapsing to the ground and immediately losing consciousness.
"Dude! You kicked him to death!!" Jason exclaimed in shock. All our previous beatings weren’t as brutal as your kick.
Allen Zhang calmed down, "No, my kick was controlled, he’s still alive."
"How are we going to deal with this guy? He doesn’t have any money on him, he spent it all hiring people and buying guns, he’s just dead meat." Sieg stayed calm and rational, just observing instead of rushing to hit someone.
He was just checking a handgun he picked up from the ground, looked at it for a moment, and noted it was an unregistered black gun.
Allen Zhang turned to Black, who was also seething with anger, and had an idea, "2000 US Dollars, and this man is yours. You can take him away and deal with him however you want!"
"We don’t have that much money." Black said helplessly: "Although we really do want to teach this guy a lesson, 2000 dollars is too high, we don’t even have money for food."
"Then there’s nothing we can do."
Allen Zhang shrugged and looked at Jason, "We can only notify the hospital to take them all in for kidney harvesting. Do you know how much a kidney is worth in the Black Market?"
Jason immediately cooperated with the response, "At least 260,000 US Dollars!"
Pulling out his phone to search the prices, he loudly recited: "Eyes - 1525 dollars, Scalp - 607 dollars, Skull and Teeth - 1200 dollars, Hands and Arms - 385 dollars, Shoulders - 500 dollars, Coronary Artery - 1500 dollars, Heart - 119,000 dollars, Liver - 157,000 dollars, Kidney - 262,000 dollars, Half a Liter of Blood - 337 dollars per pint, Spleen and Stomach - 508 dollars, Small Intestine - 2519 dollars, Gallbladder - 1219 dollars, 1 square inch of Skin - 10 dollars."
"No!!!!" Hearing that his organs might be harvested, Matt, who was paralyzed on the ground, instantly woke up and desperately pleaded, "I have money! I still have some money!"
"You suddenly have money again?" Jason couldn’t bear to listen anymore and gave him another slap, "Do you think we wouldn’t dare to slaughter you?"
"That money isn’t just mine, I haven’t earned it yet, okay, I admit, I got insider market news that a batch of teacup fox pendants will enter the virtual market in two days, the price will drop from 1 dollar to 0.32 dollars, then quickly rise to 1.92 dollars. Just buy at 0.32 dollars, stock up and sell in bulk around 1.9 dollars, you can make a profit! Trust me! I was hoping to turn my life around with that!" Matt beseeched earnestly.
"Do you guys believe him?" Jason turned to look at everyone.
"How can we trust him when he’s full of lies?" Fitz chuckled scornfully.
"Just send him to the hospital for processing, this guy’s body seems healthy, and 260,000 dollars is quite something!"
"I’m telling the truth!! I have insider information on this, I’ve made money several times with this!" Matt got terrified, hurriedly took out his phone, logged into a trading software, and showed everyone his account balance, totaling 29640 dollars.
Allen Zhang took the phone to inspect it, also saw the messages sent on social networks, slightly hesitated, "Doesn’t this thing look a lot like a pig butcher scheme?"
Jason firmly said, "Strangers won’t share their money-making methods, if they do, they’re trying to make you pick up the tab, profiting from you."
"At this point, you’re still thinking of deceiving people?" Everyone was increasingly disgusted with him, do they really take us for fools?
"No!! I’m not lying this time, I’ll call the person who leaked the information right now!"
Matt desperately tried to prove himself. But after a series of operations, he became quite flustered.
"Fxxk! I told him I was already out of money, completely broke, and he blocked me!"
After hesitating, Matt added: "At least the money in the account is real! Just trust me this one time, I’ll go right now and withdraw all the money from the account, mine and my friend’s! That’s a total of 29,640 US Dollars!"
"We’re not interested in your friend’s money."
Allen Zhang had no interest in continuing to deal with this guy, being friends with him was totally bad luck.
Matt assured: "20,000 US Dollars in there are mine! That’s really all the money I have left."
"Then you can now go to the nearest service station and cash out, there should be an ATM there, Jason, you drive. Sieg, you go with them both."
Allen Zhang warned: "Don’t try to be clever, and don’t let me see you again in the future! If there is a next time, your body parts will definitely end up on the Black Market!"
"I promise there won’t be a next time." Matt was on the verge of tears.
Allen Zhang also warned Black, "You guys too, remember well, don’t come to Fifth Street if there’s nothing important. I am Hanberger Juan Jin!"
The little blacks also nodded continuously, promising not to make the same mistake again.
As a punishment let them walk back to the city. In the dead of night, and in this wilderness, the chances of encountering coyotes and robbers are quite high.
Little Black’s adventure story.
"Actually getting a car was already a good deal."
Allen Zhang and the others got on the motorhome waiting for Jason’s return and said, "The 20,000 US Dollars in the account might not even be his own money."
Through a video call with Jason, Fitz was chatting with Jason who occasionally prodded the other, and managed to find out that actually only 7,250 US Dollars were his own, the rest he had collected from colleagues.
"Why does this guy always lie? Even after several brutal beatings, he doesn’t change?"
Dominic was puzzled, it was his first time encountering such a stubborn and hard-mouthed guy.
Throw him in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and if a little boy and a fat man came down, probably only his mouth would remain.
"Jason! Teach him a good lesson!!" Jennifer was a bit frustrated.
"Let’s see if he can’t withdraw the money when we get there." Jason was also somewhat annoyed.
Soon they drove to the service station, Jason got out of the car and watched him withdraw money, and the guy reluctantly took out 2,500 US Dollars.
That made Jason laugh out of anger.
"Fxxk you!!" A fist slammed into his face.
20,000 US Dollars, 7,250 US Dollars, 2,500 US Dollars? You’re nearing death and your mouth is really tough!
After some consideration, everyone decided to give him another beating and leave him in the suburbs to fend for himself. Already less intake of breath than exhaled breath, beating him any more would be impolite.
Jason, clutching the 2,500 US Dollars and swearing, drove back with Sieg, this amount of money isn’t enough for everyone to split!
But luckily this matter was resolved smoothly, and they also gained a car and a Ghost Gun.