Chapter 487 - Goods, Mine. Cash, Yours, Until It Becomes Mine
The man gnashed his teeth. “Don’t even think about it! I don’t even have fifty bucks on me!”
Amused, Luke typed again: “Then you owe me half a million dollars. You won’t refuse to admit it, will you?”
Conflicted for a moment, the man then nodded despondently. “Fine, I owe you.”
He had a lot of “good” habits, like extortion, targeting the underworld, eating free food in the target’s home, wearing the target’s slippers, and bathing in the target’s bathtub.
But trust was what allowed him to stand out as a mercenary, otherwise middle school students wouldn’t look for him to beat up their love rivals.
They only did so because he said he would only break a couple of teeth and not kill anyone.
While the man was drowning in remorse, Luke put his phone away and dashed back inside.
The man was stumped. A moment later, when he saw Luke searching the rooms, he realized what was going on. “Wait, we have to split the loot here too.”
A few minutes later, staring at the cash as well as the white crystals which they had just taken out of the boss’s safe, the man asked Luke, “How do you want to split this?”
Luke pulled the stash of drugs over to his side, then nodded at the cash.
The man was stunned. “Mine?”
Luke nodded. He typed and played: “Drugs, mine. Cash, yours. Okay?”
The man couldn’t be any happier. “Haha, that’s really generous of you. No problem, we’ll split it that way.” He was going to reach for the money, when Luke gestured at him to hold on
The man looked at him warily. “Are you going back on your word?”.
Luke typed and played unhurriedly: “It seems you’ve forgotten that you owe me half a million dollars.”
The man was stupefied. “What do you mean? Are you saying that…” He looked at the pile of cash in front of him. “The money is yours too?”
Luke spread his hands to indicate that he didn’t have a choice.
The man gritted his teeth as he stared at the money, but eventually lowered his head dejectedly. “Fine.”
Luke gathered up the pile of cash with a smile and stuffed them into a bag. He then poured a bottle of Vodka over the drugs.
Picking up a lighter from a side table, he flicked it and was about to throw it onto the drugs. “Wait, you’re burning the drugs?” The man was astonished. “They’re worth at least 200,000 bucks.”
Luke glanced at him and tossed out the lighter.
Flames burst out with a boom.
Luke typed a sentence on his phone and played it. “Mr. Best Hitman, a word of advice: Never deal in drugs, otherwise I don’t mind killing you too.”
The man found that odd. “You’re not a hitman?”
Luke didn’t say anything.
“Wait, are you…” the man suddenly leaned in close and asked in a low voice, “the Ghost Butcher?”
Luke remained silent. He simply picked up the cash, leaving out one wad which he tossed to the man. He typed and played: “Okay, you just owe me 220,000 bucks now. This is for your hard work tonight.”
Staring at the ten thousand bucks in his hand, the man was lost for words. Do you have no respect for money at all? That’s ten thousand bucks!
He wouldn’t be able to make this much even after threatening kids and stalkers or beating up hooligans twenty times over.
Yet, this guy had given him the money so easily.
But the man’s heart dripped blood when he remembered that all the cash had belonged to him just a moment ago.
“You were too high-profile in this operation.” Luke played a sentence again: “LAPD has noticed you. It would be best if you left soon. This isn’t your territory, and you’ll easily draw attention if you cross the line.”
With that, Luke’s figure disappeared from the doorway.
The man was stumped for a moment, before he scoffed. “I’m not scared of the stupid police. Just let them try and catch me!”
At that moment, sirens rang out in the distance.
Looking at the fire that was starting to spread, the man said, “Forget it. In any case, Haley won’t know that someone else killed half of them; I won’t be lying to her when I say that all of them have been taken care of. I’ve completed this job, it’s time to go.”
As he walked out, he smacked the wad of hundred-dollar bills against his palm. “Where should I go have fun today? It’ll be a waste if I don’t spend this ten thousand bucks. There’s a strip club over there, right? The chicks there have big round butts. Hm, it’s only 2am. There’s still time for one performance…”
Murmuring to himself, he disappeared into the night as well.
Elsewhere, Luke stored the bag of cash in his inventory and checked the system.
System: Eliminate the base and the main members of Black Bones. Completed.
Total experience: 4,000. Total credit: 4,000.
Contribution rate: 50%. EXP +2,000. Credit +2,000.
From Daddy System’s acknowledgement, it seemed that Mr. Best Hitman really had been on par with Luke tonight.
Luke didn’t care.
More than the experience and credit points, there was another matter now that was giving him a headache.
He went over to a dark corner and tilted his head to look at a particular window on the second floor of a rundown building nearby. “You’re still hiding? The drones weren’t deployed just for show.”
It was quiet for two seconds, then Selina crawled out of the window with a rustle and jumped down to land lightly next to him. “I…”
Luke waved his hand. “Let’s talk later.”
Saying that, he led Selina to the car which he had parked in a distant, hidden corner earlier. They got into the car and left.
They were silent on the road.
One kilometer from home, Luke drove the car to an unremarkable bungalow.
After they entered, he said, “Take off your clothes. Your sunglasses, your mask, and your shoes too. Throw them into the bag.”
Selina obediently did as he said and put on the new clothes which Luke gave her. Luke also changed out of his clothes and threw them into the bag. He then entered a room with the bag before putting it into his inventory.
“Let’s go home,” he said.
They came out and left on foot from the alley behind the bungalow.
Ten minutes later, they arrived home.
Luke made a pot of green tea for himself and brought Selina a Dr. Pepper. He sat down on the couch and said, “Tell me, why did you follow me today?”
Selina choked on her drink when she heard that.
Coughing for a moment, she then said in a low voice, “I’m sorry.”
Luke shook his head. “I’m not blaming you. You did nothing wrong, either.”
Selina raised her head. “Really?”
Luke nodded and had a mouthful of the tea. “There are certain things that I don’t want you to know because it’ll do you no good if you know them.”
Selina lowered her head. “Isn’t that the same?”
Luke sat closer to her with a smile and cradled her head as if she were a kid. “Did you forget how you felt after our ‘camping trip’? What else could I do?”
Selina didn’t know what to say.
At that time, she really had been hit hard by Luke’s combat ability.
