Jiang Cheng, who was eating with relish, suddenly froze. With food in his mouth, he looked strangely at Britney next to him, swallowed the food in his mouth, frowned, and said, "Just so-so." He wondered what she wanted to do.
"Do you have 10 million dollars?" Britney continued to ask, her eyes flashing with expectation. It seemed that she was very concerned about this issue.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but think about it. He carefully calculated the accounts. The Martin Gang's territory in France that he had just seized could earn about 20 million euros a year. Plus the income in Huaxia and the total assets of Longxing Group, his annual income could reach more than 1 billion yuan. But this money was only assets, and there was not much real liquid capital. He could barely manage 10 million dollars, and the rest needed to go through the financial declaration.
"Sort of." Jiang Cheng replied faintly, turned his head away from Britney, and began to enjoy the delicious seafood on the table.
Britney, who was sitting at the table, was lost in thought, looking hesitant. It seemed that there was something that made her unable to make up her mind. She looked at Jiang Cheng several times and wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't say anything. After dinner, she stood up and cleaned the table while asking, "You, you will only stay here for two days?"
Jiang Cheng looked up at her in surprise, then nodded and said, "I will leave in three days at most. Why? Do you want me to stay here for a few more days?"
"Ah! No, it's not like that … "Britney exclaimed and shook her head repeatedly.
"Hehe." Jiang Cheng chuckled, "You can rest assured that I will give you the money before I leave. I will only leave after I confirm that you have moved safely."
"Oh." Britney answered absent-mindedly.
Looking at her expression, Jiang Cheng frowned. He couldn't figure out what she was thinking. He thought for a moment and said, "Don't go out during this time, and don't go fishing. I can only protect one place. In addition, you should have guns in your homes, right? Pack up your guns and daggers and give them to me. Since those black people didn't come during the day, they might come to visit at night. Be careful tonight."
Britney's face was filled with fear as she nodded repeatedly in agreement. She then said, "My, my guns have long been taken away by those black people. We only have table knives."
"That's all?" Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
"But, if, if you need, I can borrow one or two guns from the neighbors, but... you're just using these guns to scare those black people, aren't you? He won't really shoot, will he? " Britney asked with some concern. She was worried that Jiang Cheng wouldn't be able to resist the black people if they came, but she was also worried that if Jiang Cheng shot them to death, the police would come here to investigate, and the black people would come looking for trouble. Jiang Cheng would leave in two days, and they wouldn't be able to leave.
"Just in case. It's fine if you don't have it," Jiang Cheng said with a faint smile as he stood up from the table and walked to the sofa.
Jiang Cheng, who walked to the sofa, raised his arms and moved them a few times. He felt a little uncomfortable all over, so he turned around to look at the center of the hall. There happened to be a small space of about ten square meters, enough for him to practice his fists and move his body. With this thought, he raised his eyebrows and focused his expression. He slowly squatted down and raised his hands to shoulder level. His left hand was in front, and his right hand was in the back. Both of them turned into hooks and claws, making the starting gesture of a fist technique.
Jiang Cheng only needed to make this posture, but it immediately made people feel a sharp aura coming from him, like a sharp saber that was unsheathed!
Britney, who was cleaning the dishes, was immediately stunned and looked at him in a daze …
"Hu hu hu …" Jiang Cheng's body moved like the wind. Although he didn't seem fast, he pulled out a series of phantoms and brought along the sound of the wind. Suddenly, he tiptoed and jumped three meters forward to the center of the hall to practice his fists. His eyes were bright and full of expression, and his hands and feet were as fast as lightning. His fists were like moving clouds and flowing water, without any delay or pause.
With a few light "pa pa pa" sounds, Jiang Cheng's hands turned into palms. He either pushed or reversed his palms, making a series of crisp sounds in the air. It was unknown whether the sounds came from his body, his sleeves, or the air.
In fact, Jiang Cheng was also using his Genuine Qi in his punches. He strived to circulate it through his five viscera and six bowels, through his Conception and Governing Vessels, and finally branched out to his hands and feet. This made his punches more powerful, and he could even feel the carefree feeling of punching the power of Genuine Qi out of his body through his palms!
Jiang Cheng's body moved quickly in the room. His movements were swift and powerful, but his feet made no sound on the ground. If it wasn't for the sound of his palms hitting the air every now and then, no one would be able to hear that someone was practicing in the room.
Kedar, who had been staying in the bedroom, walked out of the door and looked at Jiang Cheng practicing in the hall. He was so shocked that his mouth couldn't close. He was a layman in many aspects, and there was only one word left in his mind — Amazing! There was nothing else to say.
"Pa pa pa …" Jiang Cheng first performed a Tiger Double Slash, his hands alternating in front of him like a pair of tiger claws kicking and striking. He pulled back a little, and his body spun and retreated like an ape carrying a pot, his left hand forward and right hand raised high. He was so excited that he didn't realize there was a white wooden pillar as thick as the mouth of a bowl behind him, which was used by the professionals to support the house.
Jiang Cheng's hand, which was raised high over his right shoulder, suddenly hit the white wooden pillar. There was a loud bang, and the whole house seemed to tremble twice. Then there was a crack, and the white wooden pillar as thick as the mouth of a bowl suddenly broke!
"Ah!" Britney covered her mouth and screamed, but she didn't realize that she had let go of the plates in her hand. There was a crisp crash, and a few plates fell to the floor and shattered.
At the door of the bedroom, Kedar's eyes were filled with shock. He looked at Jiang Cheng with his mouth agape, his heart full of shock, and his breathing quickened, but he didn't realize it himself.
After breaking the pillar, Jiang Cheng came back to his senses and looked behind him. He saw the white wooden pillar that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and then looked at his own hand. He revealed a bitter smile of shame. He had entered a state of selflessness when he was punching just now. He only felt that he wanted to punch out a kind of feeling in his chest, but he didn't realize that it would cause such a result. If he continued to punch, the house would definitely be torn down by him.
Jiang Cheng turned to the other two and smiled bitterly. "I'm sorry, I accidentally became like this. But don't worry, I'll compensate you for everything."
"Oh, oh …" Britney and Kedar agreed absentmindedly, or rather, they just responded in a daze.
…
An hour later, Britney cleaned up the broken plates and went out again. Not long after, she came back with a gun and went to Jiang Cheng, who was sitting on the sofa. She looked at him, whose eyes were closed, and asked hesitantly, "Um, do you think this thing is useful?" As she said that, she raised the gun in her hand. The gun was about a meter long, and it looked very thick and old.
Jiang Cheng had long sensed the entire process of Britney going out and coming back. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly opened, and he stared at the gun. He reached out and grabbed the gun. He gestured a few times, then looked up at Britney and said in surprise, "A shotgun! And it's an old Remington M870! "
"Can I use it? There are three bullets in it. " Britney lowered her head and said slowly. She looked at Jiang Cheng nervously. She felt that Jiang Cheng was becoming more and more mysterious. She really wanted to know his true identity, and also …
Putting down the gun, Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded. "Of course it can be used, and it's very suitable when facing a lot of people. It's a good thing." As he said that, he touched the barrel of the shotgun.
Brani smiled and pointed at the broken white pillar, asking softly, "What, what's going on? What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you … "She looked at Jiang Cheng with a puzzled look. Even those powerful boxers might not be able to do that. It was not something an ordinary person could do.
"Hehe, it's just a little trick. It won't be difficult after you master the technique." Jiang Cheng smiled.
Britney's face was full of disbelief. She saw Jiang Cheng's hand accidentally hit the pillar, and then the pillar broke. He didn't use any technique at all. But since he said so, she didn't continue to ask. She just stood there and looked at Jiang Cheng. Her lips trembled several times as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she stopped. Finally, she turned around and walked to her bedroom.
…
It was midnight, and most of the people in this residential area were asleep. Jiang Cheng was lying on the sofa, asleep. Although it was said to be sleeping, it was actually a kind of fake sleep during cultivation. If there was a black man coming near to attack him, he would be able to sense it clearly. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched as he sensed that someone was approaching!
"Creak — — Creak — —" Somewhere in the room, a door was opened and closed. The sound came from outside Britney's bedroom.
A person wearing slippers slowly walked to Jiang Cheng's side. Looking at Jiang Cheng who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, she suddenly bent down and stared at his face carefully. She didn't speak for a long time, as if she was hesitating about something.
Jiang Cheng clearly felt all this. This person's breath was gently blowing on his face. He didn't open his eyes. He just wanted to see what this person wanted to do.
It should be Britney. She is still wearing pajamas. I can already smell a woman's fragrance from her body, Jiang Cheng thought in his heart.
"Hey, hey …" Britney was wearing thin white pajamas. She bent down and pushed Jiang Cheng's chest with her hands while calling out.
It seems that she doesn't have any bad intentions. Jiang Cheng thought in his heart, so he suddenly opened his eyes.
Britney was shocked when she saw the person's eyes suddenly open. She couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng tilted his head to look at her and asked faintly.
Britney looked at Jiang Cheng's eyes. Her eyes flickered a few times. She asked hesitantly, "You, who are you?"
"It's better that you don't know."
"Wanted by the police?"
"No."
"Then, why are you hiding?"
"Hehe, why are you asking about this?" Jiang Cheng asked with a smile.
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