“I… I’m Kahn, the manager of the Purple Sun Group in Miami.”
“I’m Eric, from the Kloss Group in Old Mexico.”
Soon, Lu Zheng extracted their background information from these two men, who had completely lost any will to resist.
The Purple Sun Group was a comprehensive conglomerate headquartered in Miami.
It owned two investment firms, involved in entertainment, funds, real estate, ports, logistics, and private auction houses, while also secretly engaging in international smuggling, a typical local powerhouse.
The Kloss Group from Old Mexico was a company that produced untraceable black-market arms, providing services to clients worldwide who needed such weapons.
They had come here to deliver a shipment of arms to their partner in Lighthouse Country, the Purple Sun Group.
Lu Zheng looked at Kahn, “The Purple Sun Group is such a big player, and you still wanted to kill us to cover your tracks?”
Kahn trembled, “After all, it’s better to avoid trouble. The boss’s influence is only in Miami and a few southern states. If this deal got caught by the coast guard or customs, not only would the boss lose a lot, but I’d definitely be sunk to the bottom of the sea…”
A smirk played on Lu Zheng’s lips as he glanced between the two, his eyes gleaming.
Lin Wan frowned, “Not killing them?”
Kahn and Eric quivered in unison, their briefly relaxed nerves tightening again.
“Spare us! Spare us!”
“I’ll give everything! God, please spare me!”
Looking at the two grovelling on the ground, Lu Zheng turned to Lin Wan with a smile, “Didn’t we just talk about how to sell those treasures? Haven’t we got the perfect people delivered right to us?”
“The Purple Sun Group?”
“What do you think?”
Lin Wan frowned, “Won’t that expose us?”
The boss of the Purple Sun Group was a tycoon with connections in both the legal and underworld circles of Lighthouse Country, undoubtedly cunning. If he leaked their information to the authorities…
Lu Zheng nodded. The next moment, with a shift of his mind, both men slumped to the ground.
Arms dealers who not only tried to kill them but also witnessed their abilities and faces had no further use and only one fate: death.
Lu Zheng smiled, “Of course we won’t show our real faces to him.”
Lin Wan nodded, “What about the money?”
Lu Zheng burst into laughter, wrapping an arm around Lin Wan and kissing her, “Since when did you become such a money manager?”
Lin Wan laughed, “I’m just worried it might expose us.”
Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, “Don’t worry. I’m a computer genius. The money will pass through countless accounts, many of them secret. No one will trace it back to us.”
He paused, “If they can track me down, I’ll fly for them to see!”
“I know you’re amazing!” Lin Wan laughed, then shook her head, a bit uneasy, “It just feels uncomfortable dealing with a criminal.”
“But only a tycoon who operates in both the legal and illegal worlds can sell this treasure for the highest value, right?”
“True,” Lin Wan nodded, coming around, “Anyway, he hasn’t broken any Chinese laws or harmed Chinese people.”
“In that case, he’s our guy,” Lu Zheng nodded.
Lin Wan chuckled, “Aren’t you afraid he’ll double-cross you?”
“Would he dare?” Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, then paused, “But to avoid trouble, we should show him a little something.”
“Use extraordinary means?” Lin Wan held Lu Zheng’s hand, smiling, “Aren’t you afraid of exposure?”
“If only he knows, do you think anyone would believe him?”
Lin Wan shook her head, laughing, “Of course not. Even if he got caught, people would just think he’s a fool tricked by magic. Like that Now You See Me gang?”
Lu Zheng shrugged, “I don’t need him to believe it. I just need him to believe I can take his life anytime, cooperate honestly, and not cause me trouble.”
…
Miami, Purple Sun Entertainment Center.
Deep on the seventh floor was a massive office spanning five hundred square metres.
The boss of the Purple Sun Group, Grant, sat quietly behind his desk, staring at the phone in his hand.
He had just spoken with the boss of the Kloss Group in Old Mexico, discussing the aftermath of the failed deal three days ago.
They demanded payment, but having received no goods, Grant refused to pay.
The call ended on bad terms, with only an agreement to keep digging through legal and illegal channels.
Logically, three days ago, that sea area was calm, ruling out a tsunami burying both sides’ men. That left only two possibilities: interception by authorities or a double-cross.
And since that area was international waters, and both sides’ men had vanished without a trace…
“Bang!”
Grant slammed his fist on his three-metre-wide desk.
“Damn it, who’s the bastard who dared to hijack my shipment!?”
The next moment, Grant’s vision went black, and with a “thud,” he collapsed into his chair.
Don’t misunderstand, Lu Zheng didn’t kill him, only pulled him into a dream.
…
Three hours later.
Grant jolted awake, trembling, drenched in cold sweat, his eyes filled with lingering terror.
“This… this…”
The next moment, he saw a note on his desk with an address and an account number.
“F***, it’s real!?” Grant exclaimed.
As his words fell, a sharp whistle came from the direction of the liquor cabinet. A bottle opener shot through the air, embedding itself in his desk with a “thwack,” less than a centimetre from his plump hand.
“F… I’m sorry! I understand!” Grant swallowed his curse.
“I’ll transfer ten million into this account first. As for the goods, I’ll sell them all within six months, please rest assured!”
Grant spoke while crossing himself, “Thank you for not taking my wealth or life. God bless you, sir!”
He waited silently for a moment until the office was completely still, then called his men and headed to an abandoned factory in the city.
…
Meanwhile.
Lu Zheng and Lin Wan had changed into beach shorts and a bikini, holding hands as they strolled along the Miami beach, stepping on the sand.
The setting sun cast a golden glow over the beach.
Lin Wan smiled radiantly, “So, with this haul of treasure, does that mean we won’t have to spend a penny on this trip?”
