77: Chapter 67: Better Be a Beam than a Wild Dog (First Subscription Check-in)_3 77: Chapter 67: Better Be a Beam than a Wild Dog (First Subscription Check-in)_3 They were tied to chairs with thick, sturdy ropes, their heads covered with black cloth bags.
Upon hearing a sound, the two struggled fiercely, their mouths sealed with tape making muffled noises, trying desperately to make any sound.
“Brother Ji, we meet again.”
Cheng Ze tore off the light-blocking black cloth bag, eyes fixed on Luo Jie’s terrified face, a hand supporting the back of his head, bringing him forward:
“Now, tell me, does this wild dog bite hurt or not?”
Luo Jie’s throat moved.
He never expected that Cheng Ze would dare to directly kidnap him.
If Brother Hao finds out, it would be absolutely disastrous!
“You’re thinking, how can a wild dog like me, living off scraps from Old Factory Street, dare to fight the Qin Family of Yan City, right.”
The rage and fury suppressed for days finally exploded, making Cheng Ze’s rugged face especially fierce:
“The Qin Family has been acting like emperors in Yan City for too long.
Do they really think everyone should fear them?
Qin Lihao should be grateful for Heng Province’s blockade over these years, letting him lord over everyone for so long.”
Luo Jie trembled in fear.
The man with the buzz cut in front of him was worlds apart from the Cheng Ze he used to deal with.
Although the latter had some notoriety in the underworld, he was always respectful, like a docile sick cat, when he met Brother Hao and himself.
He had never shown such fierce bandit-like aggression!
The black tape sealing Luo Jie’s mouth was torn off, and he gasped for air, pleading continuously:
I was wrong, I was blind!
Please, don’t hold past grudges against me!”
“In the underworld, money buys life.
Brother Ji, how much money can you offer for your life?”
Luo Jie’s head buzzed, his eyes darted quickly, and he spoke rapidly:
“The money is in the Urban Circle bank account, I have two safe boxes at home filled with tens of thousands in cash…”
Cheng Ze gently shook his head:
“Leaving Heng Province, heading for Star Sea, money becomes worthless paper.
Brother Ji, you aren’t very sincere.”
Luo Jie wanted to argue, but his mouth was again sealed with black tape.
He watched helplessly as Cheng Ze walked to Qin Zhijie, pulled off the bag covering his head, and greeted:
“Young Master Jie, do you know who I am?”
The stripped Qin Zhijie trembled all over, nodding repeatedly.
“You know Brother Hao’s temper, arrogant, never looking at anyone directly, thinking everyone is a stray dog living off the Qin Family.
He always believes he’s the toughest, completely clueless.”
Cheng Ze straightened up, walked between the two chairs, reached the corner, and grabbed a rusty logging knife.
He untied the coarse hemp rope binding Qin Zhijie’s hands, held tight to his right hand, and without a word, chopped down fiercely!
With his mouth sealed by tape, Qin Zhijie’s eyes bulged out, his body convulsing in pain, struggling intensely but unable to make a sound.
Luo Jie’s face was splashed with blood, looking utterly terrified.
Cheng Ze put down the knife and fished out a metal box from the cellar.
Inside was an old flip phone, a long battery, and an unopened SIM card.
With a calm face, he assembled it and dialed a number:
“Send Qin Lihao his brother’s hand, tell him he has only two days!
Same condition, five bottles of high-grade minerals, one set of load liquid, ten units of high-energy batteries, or he can get deuterium fuel rods.
For every hour delayed, Qin Zhijie will lose a finger!
I heard Central City has prosthetic implantation technology, but no matter how advanced, it can’t piece back the shattered parts, can it!”
ps: asking for the first subscription, and monthly tickets~