Supernatural Monetary System

Chapter 52: Gangster or robber?

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"Sir, welcome to Yaoxingzhai. How can I help you?" Yaoxingzhai had just opened its doors in the early morning. Lan Ziyan, wearing work clothes, greeted a tall guest with a professional and gentle smile.

"Hmph! Little girl, have a good sleep. Next is the time for adults' activities." Simon's muscles trembled and he smiled confidently.

"..." After a moment of hesitation, Lan Ziyan still hadn't figured out what had happened.

Simon seemed to have disappeared before her eyes. Her head felt heavy, and then her eyelids became heavier. Her legs went weak and she fainted.

The doors of each room opened and Simon walked forward as if nothing had happened.

Inside the room, Jin Fucheng opened a bag of sugar and calmly put it into the coffee cup in front of him.

There were big black bags under his eyes, and he complained, "I've been busy all morning, and I haven't finished counting the goods yet. When will this end?"

After taking a sip of the fragrant coffee, Jin Fucheng's face suddenly turned bitter and he coughed twice, "Fuck, this coffee! This taste! Damn, I added twenty packets of sugar and it still tastes the same. The world of the poor is really incomprehensible. Why would they drink this stuff? Apart from the fact that it refreshes the mind, it has no benefits at all. The taste is even worse..."

Daily complaints, just at this moment Simon pushed the door open.

Jin Fucheng raised his head and looked Simon up and down. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that no one was killed. So how much do you want?"

"How much?" Simon was slightly stunned and confused. He didn't know what Jin Fucheng was talking about.

Seeing Simon's silly look, Jin Fucheng said with a headache, "Let's be frank. I know you are here to collect protection money. All new stores have this experience. This is the rule of your poor world. I have learned it. How much do you want?"

"Collecting protection money?" Simon felt confused. He was a killer and robber, but Jin Fucheng treated him as a gangster.

However, Jin Fucheng in front of him was not calm at all. He took a sip of coffee, took out a stack of money and said, "Based on the prices, I think one hundred thousand is enough. I know that a powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake. In order to avoid trouble for everyone in the future, I think this year's protection fee is enough."

"..." Simon looked at the 100,000 yuan that Jin Fucheng threw on the table. It was as if he was sending away a beggar. Could it be that Simon was only worth 100,000 yuan? No, he didn't come here for money at all.

Simon threw the 100,000 yuan on the table to the ground and said angrily, "Boy, stop playing dumb with me. Do I look like I'm here to ask for money?"

"Don't want money?" Jin Fucheng tapped his forehead, looked outside the door, frowned and said, "That's weird, if you don't want money, why did you knock out our waitress? Do you have bad intentions? No, you didn't do anything to her! Am I wrong? This aura... should be a sign of fainting."

Seeing Jin Fucheng's thoughtful look, Simon snorted coldly and said with a cold smile: "The eldest young master of the Jin family is rumored to be a rare genius in a thousand years. Now it seems that he is just an idiot. It seems that rumors are really unreliable. There are too many people with empty reputations. I, Simon, am a famous robber, and you don't even know me. Idiot!"

"Robber!?" After looking at Simon silently for three seconds, Jin Fucheng shook his head thoughtfully, took out a copy of "Water Margin", flipped through a few pages carefully, and asked, "Have you ever been to the mountains?"

"..." Simon was slightly stunned, and said in a daze, "No! I'm a bandit, why would I go up the mountain?"

Frowning, Jin Fucheng pointed at Simon and said seriously, "Then you are not a bandit. According to the book, all bandits have to go up the mountain, and before going up the mountain, they have to kill bad guys or big insects. Although I don't know how big the big insect is, but since you have never been up the mountain, you are obviously not a bandit."

"I'm not a robber?" Simon was a little confused by Jin Fucheng and answered after careful thinking.

On the other side, Jin Fucheng nodded seriously, pointed at the book and said, "Yes, "Water Margin" is one of the four great masterpieces in the world of the poor. Based on my interpretation in the past few days, I preliminarily determine that you are not a robber. As expected, you are just a protection fee collector. Collect the money and leave quickly! Robbery has exceeded your professional scope. If you want to be a successful person, you must know your professional scope. That's why I said you should read more."

"Fuck you!" Simon was furious. The dagger on his waist flew out directly, pointing at Jin Fucheng and cursing: "Fuck, you little bastard. You said a lot of nonsense here. Let me tell you. Today, everything in Yaoxingzhai belongs to me. If you know what's good for you, pack up your things for me, and I can consider letting you go. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude..."

"Wait!" Seeing that Simon still didn't understand the importance of the occupational category, Jin Fucheng looked at Simon with a headache, and he seriously emphasized again: "The occupational positioning must be clear. You are not a robber, you are a gangster who collects protection fees. According to your occupational positioning, you should collect reasonable protection fees without affecting the normal operation of the merchants, so that you can have a continuous source of income. I know that using knives and guns is to scare the merchants to cooperate. But you can't ask the merchants to give you everything. How can I do business with this, and how can I give you protection fees in the future? What I said makes sense!"

“…That makes sense!” Simon nodded and replied.

However, Simon was suddenly stunned. Why did he say that? He glared at me and shouted angrily, "You little bastard, I told you. I'm a robber, not some protection-money thug. You're still trying to get around me. I think you really don't want to live anymore."

"You still don't know yourself well!" Jin Fucheng slapped him on the face, and said helplessly with a headache, "Books won't lie. Moreover, this is a classic for you poor people. You say you are a bandit, but you didn't go up the mountain? Besides, bandits have brothers, and look at you, a lone man. You can't say you are a bandit just because you are jealous of other bandits' work. You are really just a gangster. How can I make you understand?"

"...Ah..." Simon roared, feeling that he was going to be driven crazy by Jin Fucheng in front of him, and said angrily, "Boy, I gave you a chance because you are the young master of the Jin family. Since you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being rude. Not to mention the Jin family, even the imperial army can't save you today. Go to hell, die rolling..."

Roar!

With a low growl, Simon rushed towards Jin Fucheng with a dagger in his hand, like an attacking crocodile, extremely ferocious.

The sounds of wind, water, and heart, the attack took only a second, but Simon felt that the world around him suddenly became extremely clear in that second.

The unprecedented clarity not only did not make him happy, but instead caused a trace of despair to emerge from the bottom of his heart.

The sound of the dagger cutting through Jin Fucheng was so clear, but the touch from his arm also clearly told him that it was just an afterimage.

He had no time to react, just like a baby being teased by an adult. He only felt as if a needle had pricked his heart, and his whole body felt weak.

He staggered, holding onto the table with both hands in panic, a trickle of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Jin Fucheng took out a hundred yuan and put it in his hand, saying calmly: "Take this and take a ride. Go to the hospital quickly. Maybe there is still hope. I told you, a gangster should act like a gangster. Why do you have to rob like a robber?"

With a blank mind, Simon staggered out of the room. At this time, Lan Ziyan had woken up. She looked at Simon who was walking out of the room in a panic, and dragged her heavy body into the room and asked, "Mr. Jin, what happened?"

Jin Fucheng drank coffee, turned on the TV and watched "Young and Dangerous" and said, "Nothing? I just cheated a poor man, mopped the floor and prepared to welcome guests. Good, good!"

"Yes, sir!" Lan Ziyan scratched her head in confusion.

She always thought that she matured early enough and understood human nature very well. However, it was not until she met the three people of Yu Sheng that she realized that she had made a big mistake. She could not understand the work style of these three people at all.

Simon hurriedly left Yaoxingzhai, with only one belief in his heart - the hospital!

After hailing a taxi, the taxi driver asked, "Sir, where are you going?"

Simon got into the car in a panic and said weakly, "Hurry up, to the hospital..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream was heard, and with a bang, the entire taxi was filled with blood. A man's heart exploded, and he stared at the roof with white eyes, his mouth corners moving slightly, as if he was narrating something.

Something like: "You lied to me... I can't even get to the hospital..."

(End of this chapter)