Chapter 92: Extortion and Blackmail (Part 27) Seeking Flowers

  Blackmail! (27 more chapters for flowers)

  "Zhèng Xié!" Yan Jing heard this and couldn't help but look at Wu Zheng Xie with a pleading gaze, "You promised me..."

  At this point, Wu Zhengye couldn't help but let out a light sigh. "Alright, we don't have to take his life, but..." As he spoke, Wu Zhengye's eyes suddenly became sharp and piercing!

  "Zhou Cheng, tell me, how much is your family's total worth?"

  "Hmm, why should I tell you?" Zhou Cheng was naturally not a fool, and facing such a question, only those with a bit of brains wouldn't say anything.

  But Wu Zhengxie heard the words and laughed, "What's the basis? Two choices, first, donate half of your property in exchange for a life! Second, not a single penny will be donated, I won't kill you either, but trust me, you'll die mysteriously within 24 hours!"

  Zhou Cheng's body suddenly shook violently, his eyes fixed on Wu Zhengyi with a venomous glare. "You dare!"

  "I dare not?" As he spoke, Wu Zhengye's hands formed a seal and moved swiftly, immediately pointing at Zhou Cheng. At this moment, Zhou Cheng's body suddenly felt a chill, as if something had drilled into his body, making him feel extremely uncomfortable all over.

  "What...what have you done to me?" Zhou Cheng immediately retreated two steps and sat down on the bed, "I...I'm calling the police right now. You're breaking and entering, blackmailing, and attempting murder!"

  "Haha......" Wu Zhengxie burst out laughing, "I'm telling you, Zhou, first of all, the two of us were brought here by your people, so this shouldn't be considered trespassing, right? There are numerous cameras inside and outside this compound, not to mention your gang of younger brothers, the security guards at the entrance, and your two servants can all testify!"

  Besides, you said we extorted and blackmailed you, who saw that? And the attempt to kill is even more absurd! This master didn't even touch you, and the fingerprints on the gun on the ground are all yours, this master not accusing you of attempted murder is already being kind to you, what else do you want?

  Besides, aren't you going to report it to the police? Well, the police are right here. If you have any grievances, just speak up and the police comrade will take charge of it for you."

  "You...". Zhou Cheng calmed down and felt that there was nothing wrong with his body at this time, so he got up and said coldly, "What do you want?"

  "You really have no memory!" Wu Zhengxie said with a helpless expression, "Didn't I just say that? I gave you two choices: first, donate half of your assets and live; second, don't donate, but nobody can guarantee what will happen in the future. What do you say?"

  "Alright, I'll admit it today. Wu Zhengye, speak up, how much money do you want me to take out?"

  "What the hell is wrong with you?!" Wu Zhengxie was furious, "I've said it three times! Half of my property! I'm giving you a chance here!"

  Taking a deep breath, Zhou Cheng nodded lightly, "You're ruthless!"

  "My dad is tougher than you!" Wu Zhengye didn't even bother to respond, pulling Yan Jing, who had a stupid expression on her face, to sit down in the observation chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, coldly staring at Zhou Cheng.

  "My assets aren't that substantial, adding up the three villas, savings and four cars, at most it's only 300 million RMB, Wu Zhengxie, are you suggesting I donate 150 million RMB to save my life?"

  "Think it through!" Wu Zhengxie looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile. "If you've thought it through, sign the check now!"

  "What about the things on me?" Zhou Cheng furrowed his brow and stared at Wu Zhengyi.

  "You signed the check, gave enough money, and the things on your body will naturally disappear, it's very spiritual." Wu Zhengxie said lightly, but his words were so evil that they were hard to distinguish between true and false.

  "How can I trust you?" Cunning as Zhou Cheng was, he wouldn't easily believe that scoundrel Wu Zhengxie.

  But Wu Zhengxie just spread his hands and said, "You have no choice!"

  "Hmph!" Zhou Cheng's face suddenly fell, gloomy as water. However, he himself also knew that he indeed had no choice. For people like Wu Zhengxie who possessed magical abilities, unless one hired a professional assassin to kill them off guard, ordinary people were truly powerless against them.

  It is said that when a man is under another's roof, he must lower his head. Zhou Cheng has achieved what he has today and has long understood this phrase thoroughly. With a flourish of his pen, a check for 150 million was written out, torn off, and thrown onto the bed. Only then did Zhou Cheng coldly shout, "Now, can you leave?"

  With a faint smile, Wu Zhengxie picked up the check and handed it to Yan Jing, "Withdraw the money later and donate it all. Hmm, I didn't expect that the life of Zhou, the big shot of H City's casino, would be worth only 1.5 billion yuan. Heh, it's really cheap!"

  "Hmph! My life is worth more than this!" Zhou Cheng coldly snorted.

  "Ah!" Wu Zheng's eyes rolled around and then he burst out laughing, "That's great, I think your fate is more than that too!"

  Upon hearing this, Zhou Cheng's eyebrows furrowed again. He always felt that the man's words were not quite right, but he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong with them. At present, seeing these two people in front of him made him feel stifled and want to scold someone!

  "You've taken the money, why don't you leave? Do you want me to invite you for dinner or something?"

  "No need, no need," Wu Zhengye waved his hand, "Director Zhou's dinner is too expensive, we ordinary people can't afford it." As he spoke, Wu Zhengye grabbed Yan Jing's hand and strode out of the bedroom door. At this time, his voice floated far away, "Director Zhou, farewell!"

  "Hmph!" Seeing the two leave, Zhou Cheng let out a cold hum, gritted his teeth and kicked the bedside cabinet in front of him with one foot. "Wu Zhengye, Yan Jing, you're looking for death!"

  The two maids in the lobby on the first floor saw Wu Zhengxie and another person come downstairs, both slightly bowing their heads. They thought these two were friends of President Zhou, but then they saw Wu Zhengxie wave his hand and say with a majestic tone, "Go ahead, do what you need to do."

  The two of them walked out of the villa's gate, looked around and Wu Zhengyi couldn't help but curse, "Those little bastards are too daring! I didn't even let them leave, yet they actually dared to sneak away on their own?"

  Ignoring Wu Zhengxie's muttering, Yan Jing tightly held his hand. At this moment, she had a beautiful brow furrowed, as if thinking deeply about something. "Zhengxie, now we have over 170 million yuan in donations. Which charity do you think would make the best use of this money?"

  She had been thinking about where the 1.7 billion yuan should go, "The Red Cross Foundation? This is a government agency, but recently the Red Cross Foundation was exposed for embezzling huge amounts of donations, if I really donate this money there, it will probably be eaten away until nothing is left..."

  After racking his brains for half a day, Yan Jing finally let out a sigh and said, "Even the national foundation that hosts the fund is daring to embezzle huge donations, let alone others. Alas, this world..."

  Bitterly smiling and shaking his head, Yan Jing's emotions were desolate. "The people have no intention of saving themselves, so who can save them?"

  "Xiao Jing, why don't you set up your own charity fund?" Wu Zhengxie reminded her lightly, "You're afraid that the money won't be used effectively, so just set up your own charity organization, find some kind-hearted people, and personally take charge of it. Wouldn't that be fine?"

  This reminder suddenly made Yan Jing's pupils shine, "Right! I always thought of donating the money to others, but in fact, we now have 170 million yuan in donations, which is enough to establish our own charity foundation. As for recruitment, you can be in charge and filter out those with ulterior motives, they won't even get in!"

  "Go ahead, I'll give you some advice when you're recruiting," Wu Zhengxie nodded, and then thought of another thing, "By the way, has your colleague woken up?"

  "Are you talking about Cheng Zhong?" The issue of the donation's destination was settled, and Yan Jing also seemed to relax a lot, smiling and saying, "Just now, Director Chen sent me a text message, saying that Cheng Zhong's family is very worried about his current situation and are preparing to sell their house and transfer him to Beijing for treatment. If you're not angry anymore, let Cheng Zhong wake up, he's the captain of the City North Police Station's Duty Squadron, it's not good for him to be lying in the hospital all the time."

  Upon hearing this, Wu Zhengxie smiled wryly again and spread his hands out. "The matter with Cheng Zhong really has nothing to do with me! I told you before, Xiaojing, didn't I? When I woke up at the time, he was already lying on the ground."

  "Alright, don't be angry." Yan Jing gave Wu Zheng Ye a cold glance, "I know it has nothing to do with you, but I believe you must be able to save him, right?"

  Wu Zhengxie reluctantly said, "I'll give it a try."

  "Right, Zhou Cheng will definitely not let us off so easily. Let's be careful when we get back." As soon as she mentioned Zhou Cheng, Yan Jing felt a little flustered in her heart, and she didn't know if it was because of the 150 million check that scared her or what.

  But Wu Zhengxie waved his hand indifferently, "Don't worry about him, didn't I say earlier that he won't last long? Zhou Cheng will be done for soon."

  "Th...". Yan Jing's eyes widened in confusion, but her pupils suddenly constricted sharply, "Zheng Xie, how could you..."

  Wu Zhengye didn't respond to Jing's surprise, and instead curled his lip in disdain. "Little Jing, I know you're a good person, a kind-hearted person, but sometimes you have to distinguish between people. Some people aren't worth your sympathy! Clearly, Zhou Cheng is one of them."

  Jian Jing's expression was not pleasant, her head hung low. Wu Zheng Ye couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, "Xiao Jing, listen to me, that Zhou Cheng is a scumbag, the things he did in the first half of his life are unspeakable! Just talking about the past five years, since he started managing H City's Da Fa Casino, the number of lives lost at his hands has already reached dozens!"

  "You also heard it in the room earlier, I gave him chance after chance to think carefully before signing the check, but he still had a lucky mentality and only signed 1.5 billion, which is only one-tenth of his net worth!"