Chen Weizheng was very clear about the fact that he had to use the dark side to deal with the dark side.
"Do you think I am a person who is easily threatened?" Jack was very excited and felt that it was very fun. Another Asian kid came to play an adventurer game with him. He liked it very much and had the urge to drink a glass of red wine to celebrate.
"What do you think I need to do to make you believe me?" Chen Weizheng once again felt that his English was very poor, so much so that the other party could not understand how serious he was about this matter.
"If you break one of my hands right now, I will believe you." Jack was very straightforward, as expected of someone from the Jianghu.
"Haha, as you wish." Chen Weizheng turned around and patted Jack's shoulder. Jack's whole body was immediately immobilized. Chen Weizheng picked up Jack's left hand and placed it on the computer table, as if he was holding a chopped pig trotter. Jack's eyes were wide open. He struggled to withdraw his hand, but it did not listen to his command. He wanted to scream, but it was like a nightmare that he could not make a sound. Seeing Chen Weizheng go to the side of the desk and pick up a sharp paper knife, he felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
The paper knife was very thin, but very sharp. With a light cut on the wrist, blood flowed out. Jack's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Although he could not make a sound, he could clearly feel the pain. For the first time, he smelled the scent of death.
Blood flowed out. Chen Weizheng stopped. Jack thought that Chen Weizheng's threat was over, so he stopped and did not continue to cut. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had recovered his hand. Chen Weizheng came to the computer and continued to type: "You better tell me where the hemostatic bandage is. Otherwise, when I completely cut off your hand, you will die from bleeding. That is not my goal. If you agree, I will temporarily let you regain control of your right hand to type. If you don't agree, then continue. "
Chen Weizheng did not move. He did not even make any contact with him. Jack immediately felt that he could control his right hand. He hurriedly typed on the computer: "I completely trust you, please don't break my left hand."
"No, I will definitely do what I promised. It's not my style to give up halfway." Chen Weizheng glanced at Jack and pretended to be a man of his word.
"Please, I will not only release the young man from the East tomorrow, but I will also pay you half a million dollars for my stupidity."
"Is $500,000 a lot? I don't know much about the dollar. "
"One million." Jack looked at his wrist, which was still bleeding. Because of the excessive blood loss, his head was a little dizzy.
"Alright." Chen Weizheng patted Jack's shoulder, and all his senses returned to Jack.
Jack collapsed to the ground.
Seeing that Chen Weizheng was still typing on the computer, Jack stretched out his head to take a look. He wrote, "I'm leaving. I'll come back at 10 o 'clock tomorrow night to take my friend away. I hope that when I come, I can see my friend drinking red wine. I also hope to see your one million dollars, and of course, all my friend's official documents. "
Chen Weizheng's Chinese English made Jack laborious to read. Before Jack finished reading, he found that Chen Weizheng, who was sitting in front of the computer, had disappeared into thin air. He was so scared that he did not even feel the pain in his hand. He shouted in his heart: This is an Eastern immortal!
In fact, Chen Weizheng was still in his study. He just got into his own space.
After more than an hour, Jack, who had his wound bandaged, recovered from the fright and fell into a deep sleep due to the blood loss. The whole castle also entered a deathly sleep. Chen Weizheng came out of the space and went to the top of the main building. He gently threw his finger next to a Wrangler in the parking lot downstairs. After putting the Wrangler into the space, he threw it twice and was already five kilometers away from the castle.
Chen Weizheng saw in some information that many Americans were used to hiding a spare car key in a secret part of the car. It would be difficult to find the key in other places, but in the space, it was easy. Chen Weizheng's eyes swept over and found that the spare key was tightly screwed behind the front bumper with a wire. It was easy to find the key. He twisted it gently and the car started. He drove the car to New York City.
It was already late at night when he entered the city. New York was really big and there were roads everywhere. He wanted to find a roadside stall to eat supper and feel the taste of the city, but he couldn't find it for a long time. He consulted a roadside taxi and talked with the guy for a long time, but the result was that the guy sent him to Niande Chicken. What bullshit Manhattan? He couldn't even find a bowl of rice noodles.
He remembered that someone on the Internet said that eating stinky tofu in Manhattan was a Chinese exotic flavor. It was completely imaginary. Chen Weizheng had always thought that Niande Chicken's roast chicken was not as good as Jiangzhou's duck neck. This was not the difference between chicken and duck, but the difference in culture.
He had no choice but to eat some. Lao San, cola, chicken wings, and hamburgers. These junk food made him full, but he didn't have any cravings. What a failure.
After eating, he went to the street. There weren't many people. After all, it was already late at night. The street was full of parked cars. There were a lot of neon red lights on the street. There were quite a lot of patterns. Some of them were really unexpected. The big billboards with English letters standing up one by one looked really awkward. It was not as good as Chinese. He saw a car selling local snacks from afar. When he got closer, he saw that it was grilled sausages and bagels. He had no appetite at all. He really missed his old friend's fried mealworms! The foreigners called bagels pretzels, grilled sausages hot dogs, and hot dogs were grilled sausages. He didn't know what a cold dog was. Was it the White Cut Dog from Lu Xu? Thinking of the White Cut Dog from Lu Xu, Chen Weizheng almost drooled.
Fur shops, boutiques, fashion shops, electronics shops, watch shops, antique shops, souvenir shops …
"If you love her, send her to New York, because that's heaven. If you hate her, send her to New York, because that's hell." Chen Weizheng didn't know which famous saying it was. At this moment, Chen Weizheng felt, "If you love her, send her to New York, give her enough money, and that's heaven. If you hate her, send her to New York, but don't give her a single cent, and that's hell."
Finally, Chen Weizheng's eyes landed on a weapons shop.
This thing was very novel. It was not available in China! Even toy guns were not allowed to be sold in China.
The shop was closed long ago, but the lights inside were still on. Through the glass, one could still admire the products. There were security guards walking around inside. They didn't interfere with one's view inside. There were a lot of things. Chen Weizheng didn't recognize most of them. Chen Weizheng decided to stay near the shop and come back tomorrow to appraise the products. He looked around carefully. It was a chic Western-style building. On the fifth floor, there was an independent decorative balcony. Chen Weizheng decided to go there. He took off the Finger Mover and threw it on the balcony.
He couldn't sleep in a new place, so he forced himself to breathe and fell into a deep sleep. When Chen Weizheng woke up, he looked at the screen. The sky was already bright. He looked at his watch. It was almost five o 'clock. There was no one on the street. There wasn't even a garbage collector. Most of the night lights were off. Only the street lamps were shining with a dim yellow light. All the lights in the shops facing the street were off, including the weapons shop. The security guards in the shop had also entered a deep sleep.
Chen Weizheng suddenly had the urge to get a few guns.
The Finger Mover immediately flew in through the gap in the glass door. Then, a few small ice particles flew out of the Finger Mover and accurately shattered the camera.
Chen Weizheng didn't walk out of the Finger Mover. He observed the goods in the shop. He found that most of the weapons in the shop were ornamental. There were old guns from a hundred years ago, famous guns made of gold, and imitation model guns. Not many of them were usable! Moreover, there was no ammunition. Chen Weizheng was a little depressed.
Then, he found a back door.
After going through the gap in the door, there was a staircase that led down to an underground warehouse. When he arrived at the warehouse, Chen Weizheng was completely attracted by the huge inventory. There was everything from small missiles to mini revolvers. The warehouse was ten meters high and three hundred square meters wide. It was filled with shelves of all sizes. There were all kinds of boxes on the shelves. Chen Weizheng was in a difficult position to choose among them. Moreover, time didn't allow for it. He could only take all the items in the warehouse, regardless of whether they were good or ugly, and put them neatly on the eighth floor of the space shelf.
The Finger Mover flew from the weapon shop to the balcony on the fifth floor, and then from the balcony to the Central Park two kilometers away. He rested there for a while. When the sun rose, he would consider joining a one-day tour group to see the famous Statue of Liberty. He could also consider going to the Metropolitan Museum to get some souvenirs.
The Statue of Liberty wasn't bad. It was quite big and stood high on the steps. It was a little dirty from the wind and rain. The woman's carving was very plump, but she looked like a man. Her arms were almost as thick as her neck. There was a fire in her hand, and she looked like she was playing with wax. However, she didn't look very attractive. Chen Weizheng couldn't understand why Americans liked this type of woman.
The things in the Metropolitan Museum were very beautiful. People who visited the museum liked it very much. They could see how much everyone loved these works of art. Chen Weizheng felt that it was a little selfish to bring a person back to admire it alone, so he dismissed the idea of getting a few souvenirs.
Lunch was arranged by the travel agency. It was quite unpalatable. It was definitely pig food.
When he passed by Wall Street, he saw a cow statue. It was carved very realistically. Its front legs were spread open, as if it wanted to fight. Its tail was raised, as if it wanted to poop. Americans were really funny. They made a cow that was pooping to fight. Or maybe Americans think that a cow is taking a dump and is having a good time, but it is disturbed by other cows, so it is angry and ready to fight. Americans always did this. The old Shaman in the Gulf was defeated in this way because the old Shaman interfered with Americans' pooping. Chen Weizheng had the impulse to take this statue back and put it in the Chen Village square. Later, he thought that if the children in Chen Village had nothing to do, they would climb up and down the cow every day. It would be bad if they fell down. It was better to go back and buy a set of slides for the children. Therefore, he dismissed this impulse.
He had to find a Chinese restaurant for dinner. However, he was disappointed. The Chinese food here was also pig food!
He drove the Wrangler to Jack's manor. When he arrived, it was already past nine o 'clock in the evening.
The manor was brightly lit. People walked up and down as if they were facing a great enemy. When he took a closer look, there wasn't much hostility in the manor. It was the style of welcoming a distinguished guest. There was even a red carpet in front of the main building.
A large group of people in black bowed to greet him. The Wrangler stopped in front of the main building. Jack, whose left hand was wrapped in gauze, came out of the building. He invited Chen Weizheng to the main hall of the building.
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