Supreme Violent Young Master

Without needing any password, Chen Yuyang entered Hong Jinhuang's basement. Chen Yuyang thought: No wonder this fellow refused to move from here even if he was beaten to death, to actually hide in such a place underground. The basement was very large, about six hundred square meters. However, there weren't too many decorations. The walls were inlaid with a huge safe. In the corner stood an ancient box. Three alleys, about the height of a man. The rest were all empty areas, or more accurately, traps.    

    

Slowly walking to the front of the safe, Chen Yuyang directly ignored all the mechanisms, extended a finger, and lightly tapped the safe. The safe was opened just like that, a man's height with three layers. The first level was the smallest, and some of the tickets were stored inside. Chen Yuyang flipped through the pages with interest, and continuously nodded his head. There wasn't much cash on hand, just a few million. There were three copies of the Swiss bank note, three accounts, for a total of about $20 million.    

    

Chen Yuyang laughed in his heart: "This guy is really cautious!"    

    

The second level of the safe was filled with glittering gold. However, all of these gold should be raw gold. Someone had made a big piece of it, a big piece. A piece of gold weighed at least five kilograms, and could be said to be quite a large fortune. Each piece was very uniform, five pieces at a time, the total number was about a hundred or so. Although it was not a small sum, it was far from the market value Hong Jinhuang had described.    

    

Chen Yuyang shook his head and continued to look down at the boxes on the third floor. He was surprised: "Why is there a password here?"    

    

He gently pressed his palm against the lock on the third floor. With a "pu dong" sound, the third floor was successfully opened as well. There was nothing special in the empty space. There was only a document, a roster, and a small bottle of liquid.    

    

Chen Yuyang picked up the document, there were four big words written on it, Sky Plan. However, as he continued to read, Chen Yuyang's eyebrows creased and he viciously said, "Damn little Japan, this daddy will not let you off!"    

    

This plan had started three years ago, three years ago, as an evil plan. The main focus of the plan was on the bottle of liquid. This liquid was a drug developed recently by the island nation called Death's Kiss. It was more pure than heroin or any other drug. Moreover, this drug also had a special function, and that was its transmissibility. People who used this drug for five years would die, and even after their corpses were decomposed, they would still emit large amounts of toxins, causing the rest to die.    

    

What was even more terrifying was that this thing could only be transmitted through the air, colorless and tasteless.    

    

Clenching his brows tightly, Chen Yuyang waved his hand and plundered all the items inside the safe. Then, he casually took out an identical document and placed it on the third floor's safe before closing the box.    

    

After being stunned for a moment, a golden brick suddenly appeared in Chen Yuyang's hand. With a faint snort, the golden brick broke into two pieces. From within the golden brick, a small bottle of liquid slowly emerged, exactly the same as the kiss of death.    

    

Chen Yuyang said indifferently: "So that's how it is!"    

    

He quickly walked towards the three ancient wooden boxes in the basement and waved his hand. A white light flashed. The three boxes were all lined up in front of Chen Yuyang. Chen Yuyang was stunned once again. Unexpectedly, two chests of gold and a chest of bricks were arranged neatly inside the chest. A preliminary estimate is that these three boxes are worth at least 500 million.    

    

However, Chen Yuyang looked at the gold for a long time and asked with some doubt, "Why is there no kiss of death inside? Was it just a coincidence? " Thinking back, Chen Yuyang tried to figure it out again: "That's not right, the Sky Plan is very detailed, it is indeed using the method of smuggling gold to steal the kiss of death, but why is there so much gold inside, and nothing? Could it be someone did something to it? "    

    

With a light snort, Chen Yuyang couldn't be bothered to care about all these anymore. With the mindset of not wanting anything for free, Chen Yuyang smiled and waved his hand. He directly placed the three chests into his own Primordial Bell, then floated away.    

    

Outside Hong Jinhuang's villa, Xiao Xiao and Zhang Hao started to become anxious when they saw that Chen Yuyang had already been in for a long time. Zhang Hao suppressed Hong Jinhuang and said ruthlessly, "Did Brother Yangzi encounter any danger?" With a cold glint in his eyes, Zhang Hao broke one of Hong Jinhuang's arms. Hong Jinhuang cried out in pain, "Big brother, spare me, spare me! If you have something to say, please say it!"    

    

"Speak, do you have a trap in your house?" Zhang Hao said in an ice-cold voice.    

    

Amongst the three of them, only Ji Wushuang had a face full of smiles, as if he did not care at all. Ji Wushuang had seen Chen Yuyang do it before. Do you think a person who could summon the Black and White Impermanence would die? It was simply a joke. One sentence was enough to bring Ma Zhifei back to life. It was as if even the King of Hell wanted to pay for him. How could he possibly die?    

    

Just then, Chen Yuyang appeared like a ghost. He chuckled and said: "Let's go!"    

    

Zhang Hao's face was full of excitement, he laughed: "Brother Yangzi, how is your victory?"    

    

Chen Yuyang smiled faintly and looked at Hong Jinhuang with a profound look, saying, "Boss Hong, thank you for your sponsorship!"    

    

Seeing Chen Yuyang coming out empty-handed, Hong Jinhuang was overjoyed. However, after hearing Chen Yuyang's words, he did not have any confidence, so he could only accompany him with a smile and said: "Hehe, that's what I should do, that's what I should do!"    

    

Zhang Hao looked at Hong Jinhuang and viciously kicked him into the ground, "Brother Yangzi, what should we do with this guy?"    

    

"Let it go!" Chen Yuyang muttered to himself with a smile: "I, Chen Yuyang, will always do what I say!"    

    

Zhang Hao was not at ease with his hatred, he spat at Hong Jinhuang and said, "You brat, it's all because of you!"    

    

Ji Wushuang shook his head helplessly and followed Chen Yuyang. Yang Xiaoyun on the other hand, made a face at Hong Jinhuang and finally left as well. Looking at the departing figures of these old men, Hong Jinhuang finally sighed. However, he quickly got up and ignored the pain of losing his arm. Chen Yuyang's ghostly actions caused him to feel a little uneasy in his heart.    

    

He pressed the doorbell of his house and a middle-aged woman with a disheveled face walked out. She looked at Hong Jinhuang and asked, "Damn it, are you getting money?"    

    

Hong Jinhuang spat and asked anxiously, "Did someone just come to our house?"    

    

The woman shook her head but quickly asked again, "I'm asking you, do you want the money?"    

    

Hong Jinhuang said angrily, "Money, money! You, a prodigal woman, only know how to use money!" What's the use of having money when you don't even have a life! "    

    

"What are you being fierce for, you're just a useless trash that doesn't have any ability!" The woman snorted and went back to her own room. From start to finish, the woman had not seen that Hong Jinhuang was injured. One arm was missing.    

    

Clutching his severed arm, Hong Jinhuang headed towards the basement. The basement was Hong Jinhuang's most secretive place. Even his wife did not know about it. He sneaked through the living room and arrived in front of a mural. He looked around and gently drew something on the mural with his finger. With a dull thud, the mural opened a door. Hong Jinhuang hurriedly walked over.    

    

Just as he entered the basement, the disheveled woman appeared again. Step by step, he carefully explored the sides of the mural, but there was no response. The woman took care of herself. The man sighed, "I've been hiding by this trash's side for three years now, but I don't have any leads at all. What exactly is the secret behind this underground palace? " Thinking back, the woman sneered, "There's not much time left. I have no other choice but to force my way in!"    

    

Hong Jinhuang's basement was unobstructed. Almost all of them had spent the time on their fingerprints. Soon, they arrived at the spacious basement where they were. However, when he arrived, he was dumbfounded. The safe had been emptied, and all the gold and bricks that he had been trying to stash away all these years were gone. Sitting on the ground, Hong Jinhuang wailed, "Nothing, nothing!"    

    

After an unknown period of time, Hong Jinhuang struggled to get up again. He tried his best to open the safe and look at the third floor. The combination lock was still there, which made him feel more at ease. He unlocked the lock and heard a bang, as if the sound had kept him waiting for a century. After seeing the list of items and the plan, as well as the kiss of death, he felt relieved. Without money, he could earn more. If he lost these things, he would die.    

    

Gritting his teeth, Hong Jinhuang looked at his severed arm and swore: "Chen Yuyang, I will never let you go! Just you wait, how long do you think you can be arrogant for? Lin Mutang will also have a share of this gold, he will definitely not let you off. "    

    

As he said that, Hong Jinhuang took out his cell phone with much difficulty. After flipping through it for a long time, he finally found Lin Mutang's number and dialed it.    

    

Very quickly, the call connected, but the other end of the line was still constantly making sounds. It seemed like they were doing some exercise, and only after a long while did Lin Mutang's voice come out: "Jin Huang, what's the matter?"    

    

Hong Jinhuang thought for a moment and said, "Cousin, my basement has been stolen!"    

    

As Hong Jinhuang's cousin, Lin Mutang naturally knew what was in the basement. The benefits could be said to be not only from Hong Jinhuang, but also from Lin Mutang. Sure enough, Lin Mutang was silent for a moment, then said: "Did you lose something?"    

    

"Money, gold was stolen!"    

    

Lin Mutang immediately became angry: "You piece of trash, this is my last trump card. Once this business is discovered, we can still escape with our lives!"    

    

"I'm sorry, cousin!"    

    

"What's the use of apologizing at a time like this? What about the plan? And the kiss of death? " Lin Mutang asked.    

    

"Rest assured, cousin. The register, the proposal, and the kiss of death are all still here!" Hong Jinhuang explained.    

    

"That's good!" The person on the other end of the line gasped for breath. With a click of the engine, he said in an unhurried manner, "Jin Huang, I hid all the gold that had been stolen over the years in your hands because I saw that your place was safe. Everyone knows that we have been secretly collecting gold bricks, but as long as you don't touch the boss's stock, it's not a problem. Our hands and feet are clean. No one can do anything to us without evidence. The boss is someone who does important things. Even if he knows that we did something, he doesn't have much power in China and still needs to rely on us. He can only turn a blind eye. However, once this gold appears in the market and Lu Minghai and his men find out who it is, it would be hard for us to explain ourselves in front of the boss. So you have to get this gold back as soon as possible! "    

    

"Yes, cousin, but I'm short of manpower!"    

    

"It doesn't matter. You can transfer as many people as you want from the Half-word Hall. It's fine even if you can transfer the 12 Heavenly Envoys, but you have to get the gold back!" Lin Mutang ordered.    

    

"Yes, cousin!" Hong Jinhuang quickly replied.