I, the public enemy

Chapter 48 The Dragon and Tiger Case

In the eternal night of the makeshift hospital, all time was based on the time of the 40th floor. Although I didn't understand what was so special about the 40th floor, this phenomenon had become ingrained in my common sense.

7pm.

Gray Core City, South District, Underground Street.

The cargo compartment of the medium-sized refrigerated truck was freezing cold, covered with a thin layer of frost. The preheating engine gradually became hot, and the hot air spewing from the exhaust pipe drifted into the night like a ghostly spirit wandering through the secluded streets.

"Old Jin, which company's logo should we use today?"

Han Guang shook the spray paint can in his hand, and spiritual energy attached itself to his hand, sticking to the side of the truck like a gecko.

Tonight's mission is to kill and collect the bodies.

Whether it's a refrigerated truck or a rented cold storage, the purpose is to refrigerate rare fish from high-end aquaculture farms that contain vital elements; even freezing people is acceptable.

Because Ali is still young, not even thirty years old, he has been traumatized a lot lately and hasn't recovered yet. He's not under much pressure, so we didn't call on him this time. But we still have something to do: contact the people in the industry that he knew when he was a male porn star. We need to make sure that Wang Qing can find out who they are next time he asks. We need to be clear and organized when we do things now, and we can't be careless.

When Zhou Tong was still alive, the gang had a very clear division of labor.

Zhou Tong was the commander-in-chief.

Gunner/Assault Rifleman: Yuan Jingang, Ali.

Infiltrator/scout, spies.

Driver/Vehicle Expert, Han Guang.

Hacker/Technology Expert, off-site support Mo Zhenxiong.

Although the number of people was small, they were fully equipped and could handle small tasks without any problems. They had been living like this for many years until Wang Qing appeared and killed Zhou Tong. Zhou Tong was a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, which was quite rare in the 21st floor. It was common knowledge in the underworld that only cultivators of this level were qualified to be leaders.

It's much more dangerous now, but I have no complaints. Yuanzi has arrived at his post.

The goods sold by Mo Zhenxiong have been handed over and the payment has been settled. As instructed by Wang Qing, the four of them had shown their faces and borne the greatest risk. Half of the money went to them, and each of them received more than a million yuan. There was no question about it.

"Let's just print the Kunlun Cold Chain logo."

Yuan Jingang, smoking a cigarette, texted Kuang Bin, asking him to send his location so he could come pick him up.

Han Guang searched for Kunlun Cold Chain's logo online, changed the color of the paint can, and immediately replicated it on the vehicle body in a one-to-one fashion, giving people the first impression that it was a Kunlun Cold Chain refrigerated truck.

"Are the license plate anti-scanning jammers finished yet?"

Yuan Jingang instructed that everything should have two layers of protection, and that counterfeit license plates should be protected with an additional layer.

"Do you need to tell me?"

There are many traffic cameras on the roads now, but you can circumvent them using some tricks. Of course, this involves criminal law enforcement techniques.

"Gan Xu'er has already arrived at the location to scout it out and is currently buying horses."

Yuan Jingang told Han Guang.

Gan Xu'er was the last member of the gang. It's a dialect term to describe someone who is very thin, as if they've been squeezed dry by a ghost.

After everything was ready, Kuang Bin sent over his location, which was in the underground shopping mall.

Han Guang jumped into the driver's seat and drove to the location indicated by Yuan Jingang's navigation.

Fifteen minutes later.

Kuang Bin had just come out of the Honghong Dance Hall, carrying a box containing fifty bundles of cash. Wang Qing hadn't lied to him; not a single bill was missing.

Inhibitors are a money-devouring abyss; five million won't last long, at most three or four months. You have to make a big profit from Wang Qing.

"here."

Yuan Jingang opened the car door and waved to Kuang Bin, who then climbed on.

This refrigerated truck is used for long-distance travel. Behind the driver's seat, there is a simple wall-mounted folding bed, which is less than 60 centimeters wide and can seat five or six people when folded down.

"Let's go straight to the destination. I've memorized everyone's names; I won't miss a single one."

Kuang Bin sat in the back seat with his briefcase beside him, wanting to finish quickly. Although Wang Qing hadn't said it explicitly, judging from the refrigerated truck and the tens or hundreds of millions of dollars in business he mentioned, he could guess pretty much what was going on. He would have to be careful later and not destroy his dantian or qi sea.

Rather than eliminating targets, this operation was more like sweeping up strongholds.

Yuan Jingang glanced at him through the rearview mirror. His collar was pulled up, covering his face so only his eyes were visible. Fortunately, the cyber mental illness wasn't too severe. People with severe symptoms would have completely astigmatic vision, making it very difficult to focus. He was slightly relieved that the person on his side wouldn't be chopped up.

Since he's a top-tier character in the underground scene, this trip will be no problem.

The location Wang Qing chose was quite meaningful.

A few days have passed, and the Spider Gang should have realized that they had taken away their market share and cut off their source of income, which is like killing someone's parents.

The place Wang Qing chose was the Dragon Tiger Casino.

Unlike typical casinos, no torture chamber club offers the same entertainment value.

The so-called "Dragon and Tiger Case" refers to a psionic industrial machine that is prohibited from production by law, but it is actually an iron table with opposing game devices on it and restraint shackles that can bind the entire arm.

The two participants in the betting game voluntarily bind themselves in shackles, like arm wrestling, and need to continuously inject spiritual energy into the shackles to destroy their opponent.

This process cannot be stopped until the opponent is overwhelmed or the individual dies from exhaustion.

If the injected spiritual energy is insufficient, blood and energy will be forcibly extracted.

The tiger throws and the dragon grabs; one of them will surely die. Hence the name "Dragon and Tiger Case".

It is the last dance of a desperate person who has no other choice but to gamble with their life and fortune, usually betting all their possessions or even their family members.

The bookmakers running the Dragon Tiger Casino only take a cut, but they take an extremely large one—30%. However, they are absolutely fair and just; otherwise, it wouldn't last. Those who come here for their final dance are all people close to the death line in the makeshift hospital, completely insane.

Of course, to circumvent legal restrictions, a pharmaceutical contract must be signed.

It is the Spider Gang's primary source of raw materials.

Han Guang was focused on driving the refrigerated truck towards Kabukicho.

Silent all the way.

Kuang Bin suddenly asked a question.

"I've never played it, so how is it sold?"

Kuang Bin asked abruptly.

Yuan Jingang looked at him through the rearview mirror, pondered for a while, and remembered Wang Qing's instructions that Kuang Bin should do the work alone while they collected the bodies. It was essentially a way for Kuang Bin to pledge his allegiance.

The car has arrived, but it's unclear whether he'll be allowed to join the game, though Wang Qing certainly has his reasons.

"One gram is worth tens of thousands."

Yuan Jingang knew that the price was now 50,000 yuan per gram, but he didn't mention the exact figure.

After hearing "selling by the gram..." Kuang Bin didn't say anything more. He just gathered the briefcase containing cash and looked out the car window at the scene outside. The shadows of buildings and lights were intertwined, and the people's hearts were separated by frost. He looked somewhat dazed.

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7:20 PM

Gray Core City, East District.

Hovercars shuttle through the sky on the road between skyscrapers.

Wang Qing sat in the back row next to Ye Qinghan, and they went together to the so-called business cocktail party. The location was a private estate in the wealthy eastern district, at the Seaview Bay.

Mo Zhenxiong's money was settled, and he kept 30%, which was 285 million.

Yuan Jingang also reimbursed the money he spent on buying a motorcycle, totaling 40 yuan.

In addition to the 25 yuan sponsored by Qin Fei during the day.

My current balance is a little over 505 million.

He was wearing clothes that Ye Qinghan had made for him, and since they hadn't spoken a word the whole way, he was engrossed in playing online gambling.

Ye Qinghan was still wearing a business suit, but she was now wearing a white fur coat made of an unknown monster, which made her look completely different and much more subdued.

There was no doubt that Wang Qing would come to Mercury Group; no fool would let such an opportunity slip by.

Of course, she had investigated Wang Qing's family background beforehand.

Today's purpose is not primarily to bring him out to show his face, but to teach Wang Qing how to handle things. Those people aren't that capable, so there's no need to be overly cautious. Too many people become so reserved in big situations that they can't even speak properly. As one of our own, we can't show our weakness.

But for now, it seems completely unnecessary.

Ye Qinghan silently watched him, as well as the Texas Hold'em card game on her phone.

"Normally, people your age wouldn't be so calm and composed in this kind of situation."

Ye Qinghan did not specify the actual relationship with family background and upbringing.

Since General Manager Ye has spoken, Wang Qing must respond to every word.

"Because..." Wang Qing paused for a moment, keeping everyone in suspense, his eyes suddenly sharpening, "I've seen a dragon."