Super Money Collecting System

When Zhou Hui woke up, all he felt was waves after waves of bone-piercing pain all over his body.    

    

He didn't know what was going on, but the moment he opened his eyes, he felt that his surroundings were in chaos. Only a very small window was in front of him, emitting a faint light.    

    

If not for that small window, Zhou Hui would be sitting in the darkness at the moment.    

    

He felt waves of pain in his head.    

    

He subconsciously moved his mouth. He also felt a hint of blood seeping out from the corner of his mouth, spreading in his own.    

    

What had happened?    

    

Zhou Hui wanted to reach out and wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he did not expect him to move, and he was unable to do so.    

    

His entire body's arms and legs were bound, and when Zhou Hui casually moved, he felt as if his body was in bone-piercing pain.    

    

He tried his best to recall what happened before he fainted.    

    

He seemed to remember that he had brought Zhou Luobing, Dao Chuan and a few others with him to save Xiao Quan and Liu Bing.    

    

Zhou Hui remembered that he seemed to have fought with a large group of people. Then, he heard a scream and rushed into Kawasaki's room.    

    

What followed was a scene that was unbearable to look at.    

    

Zhou Hui only remembered that at that time, his entire mind was filled with thoughts of killing Kawasaki, as well as his unquenchable rage.    

    

And for a moment, Zhou Hui could not think of anything else.    

    

But now, he suddenly felt that his mind was very clear.    

    

He didn't know what was going on outside. He didn't know why he was locked up here, and he was hurt all over.    

    

He stretched out his hand to touch the hemp rope that was tied to his hand. It did not seem to be a particularly thick rope.    

    

Just at this time, the door suddenly opened, and a burst of strong light shot into Zhou Hui's eyes.    

    

Zhou Hui was so blinded by the light that he could not even open his eyes.    

    

He squinted his eyes and saw a man carrying a plate in. He walked to his side and directly threw the plate at Zhou Hui's feet.    

    

He was even talking in Fusang's language.    

    

Zhou Hui couldn't understand what he was saying, but he smelled the fragrance of food, and it was only then that Zhou Hui started to feel hungry.    

    

His stomach growled as well.    

    

Zhou Hui saw him squat down in front of him and pick up the plate.    

    

He raised it in front of himself.    

    

There were a few rice balls on the plate. At the moment, Zhou Hui looked at the snow-white rice grains and wished that he could swallow it whole. Saliva dripped from his mouth and his stomach was growling even louder.    

    

He anxiously looked at the rice balls. He had never felt so much desire for them before.    

    

The man seemed to be very angry. Seeing how Zhou Hui wanted to eat, he actually threw his plate on the ground.    

    

Zhou Hui sneered, then without batting an eyelid, he extended a leg and kicked the plate over.    

    

He stared at the man in front of him, but kept cutting the rope.    

    

The man was still standing in front of Zhou Hui, chattering nonstop. Suddenly, Zhou Hui's rope snapped.    

    

He was pleasantly surprised, but before he could move, he saw the man wave towards him.    

    

Zhou Hui's face turned cold as he reached out to receive his palm.    

    

The man looked at Zhou Hui's hands that were moving smoothly, and an expression of disbelief suddenly appeared in his eyes.    

    

But in just a moment, Zhou Hui immediately stood up, and in a few breaths, subdued him, and used the rope just now to tie the man up.    

    

After tying them up, just as Zhou Hui was about to leave, he heard the man loudly shouting.    

    

He frowned with displeasure.    

    

However, when Zhou Hui saw the man's kicking feet that were constantly moving, she thought of a good idea.    

    

He sneered and then ripped off that man's shoes.    

    

As soon as he took off his shoes, the room was filled with the smell of rotten eggs.    

    

He was so smothered by Zhou Hui that he couldn't even open his eyes.    

    

He didn't expect this man's feet to be so smelly, but this was a pleasant surprise for him.    

    

Zhou Hui resisted the disgust in his heart, stretched out two of his fingers and quickly took off his socks.    

    

With his other hand, he pinched the man's cheek and forced the sock into his mouth.    

    

Zhou Hui saw the man open his eyes wide in disbelief, and then saw as his throat moved, as if vomit had spilled from the corner of his mouth.    

    

However, the sock blocked the man's vision, so he could only hold it in his mouth and let out a "wuu wuu" sound.    

    

Tears even leaked out from the corners of his eyes.    

    

Zhou Hui arranged his clothes, and then kicked all the broken plates out of the room, and casually picked up a piece of cloth, locking the door tightly and going out.    

    

It could still be seen that this was the villa that Zhou Hui had come to before.    

    

It was just that this place was no longer as noisy as it was before.    

    

The place he was in seemed to be a basement. The corridor had been lit up, but it was still very dark.    

    

There was no one here.    

    

It was in this kind of silence that Zhou Hui walked around and seemed to hear a whimper from others.    

    

And not far from him.    

    

Zhou Hui followed the voice and walked to the entrance of a room.    

    

He opened it and looked inside.    

    

He saw several men with their hands and feet tied and their mouths blocked.    

    

He looked at the few men who looked familiar. Finally, he saw Tao Chuan among them.    

    

Zhou Hui then realized that Dao Chuan and the rest were actually all tied up by the Ueno gang people here.    

    

Zhou Hui kicked the door open.    

    

Seeing that it was Zhou Hui, the group of people acted as if they had seen their savior. Although their mouths were sealed, they were still so excited that they kept on crying.    

    

Zhou Hui took the tile in his hand and quickly cut their ropes.    

    

But they did not see Zhou Luobing and the other two inside.    

    

Just then, Dao Chuan ripped off the rope on his body and threw it onto the ground. He quickly ran over and grabbed Zhou Hui's arm, wanting to leave.    

    

"What's going on? Why are you guys here?"    

    

After Dao Chuan heard Zhou Hui's words, he looked at Zhou Hui in confusion.    

    

Then he remembered that he and Daichuan didn't understand each other at all.    

    

Zhou Hui followed Tao Chuan upstairs.    

    

Even after going up, it was still very noisy up there.    

    

However, it was not as lively as when Zhou Hui came over.    

    

They sneaked out from the back without anyone noticing them.    

    

He would always see those people hanging their heads dejectedly, and there seemed to be a crystal coffin placed in the hall.    

    

There was a person lying inside, and that person's face was exactly what Zhou Hui was familiar with.    

    

It was also the man he hated the most, Kawasaki.    

    

Zhou Hui was shocked, his mind recalled the scene before he fainted once again.