Chapter 97: Chapter 97: 97 Chapter Phaeton (Second update celebrating the Silver Alliance Lollipop 1/5)

Feng Jun didn’t take up the argument with the other party but continued to ask with interest, “So, how much of a windfall are you planning on taking?” This was even less of a courteous remark, but the tall and strong man still answered through gritted teeth, “O-one or two hundred thousand, I guess.”

“You’re lying,” Feng Jun pointed out without hesitation, “However… you haven’t caused me any substantial harm. So, here’s the deal: besides this spray gun, what other firearms do you have?”

There were two long guns in the car, one a five-shot hunting shotgun, and the other a 5.6mm submachine gun.

The five-shot had twenty bullets, and the 5.6mm submachine gun had seventy rounds, plus two magazines.

“Drop the guns on the ground,” Feng Jun ordered unceremoniously, “And the four boxes of money, you can only take three, leaving three million as compensation. Any objections?”

Who would dare object? The gold miners picked up three boxes of money, helped the injured person, and two Mercedes cars sped away kicking up dust. Everyone was in a sour mood and didn’t want to talk. Losing three million out of the blue meant this business deal was a loss.

After driving for a while, the woman finally spoke up shakily, “Boss, I’m sorry, deduct the loss from my share.”

“You and Slant-eyed each pay half,” the tall and strong man snapped coldly, a belly full of malicious fire at this moment, “Damn it, are you blind? Did you see who we messed with?”

“1 saw it clearly,” the woman stuttered in reply, “I really didn’t expect… There really are people who can use ‘Wind Finger’ to hit the acupuncture points… Fortunately, his skills aren’t fully honed.”

Her vision was even better than the boss’s, or else she wouldn’t dare boast casually.

However, as frightened as she was, the fact that the adversary didn’t knock down her own junior in one strike but instead used a heavy crossbow indicated that his skills were indeed lacking somewhat.

“Damn it,” the tall and strong man cursed, no longer caring if his skills were perfect, “Never mind if he’s mastered them, surely his master must have, right?”

“What?” The woman was taken aback at his words, “He has a master? How do

you know?”

“I don’t know anything,” the tall and strong man snorted, “I’m just asking you… Can you guarantee he doesn’t have a master?

The woman fell silent and after a long while raised her hand in a gesture, “You’re right, boss. It’s normal for someone so young to have a master, and to be able to use ‘Wind Finger’ on the acupuncture points… What inner power do you thinkhe’s cultivating, ‘Finger Flick Mastery’?”

The corners of the tall and strong man’s mouth twitched, “Might as well be the

‘Six Meridian Divine Swords’, damn it, how would I know…”

After the two Mercedes vehicles had left, Feng Jun lit a cigarette and looked around to make sure no one was there before picking up the three guns he had thrown to the ground.

He had never been involved in the underworld, but the way he handled the situation just now implicitly followed the rules of the street.

Dealing with guns is always a serious matter in-country. Whether the guns from the gold miners had taken lives was uncertain, so he couldn’t just steal the guns; he had to make them throw them away.

If something happened to the gold miners in the future and the police caught them, the authorities would definitely want them to confess and reduce their sentences.

One can imagine, when things get to that point, whether these guys could withstand not biting back is really hard to say.

In that case, Feng Jun could potentially be implicated – the guns were taken by him.

By asking them to throw the guns on the ground, he created a bit of wiggle room for himself – I didn’t steal the guns; I just thought they were bad news, so I told them to throw them away.

This margin for maneuver wasn’t large, nor was it very convincing, but it was a layer of insurance.

If it didn’t involve guns, even if the police investigated Feng Jun, it would just be a private gold transaction, which wouldn’t be too big of a deal.

Similarly, he was tempted to take the Mercedes from the others, but those were the gold miners’ ride; taking it would just be trouble.

Anyway, they had tried to rob him but ended up leaving behind three million and three guns. He had made a considerable profit.

Guns were good items. He had always wanted to get some, but hadn’t managed

to, so he settled for a heavy crossbow instead.

After leaving the scene, he called Wang Haifeng and agreed to meet at the park entrance.

After they met, he transferred a leather case, two small boxes, and two long guns onto Coach Wang’s Audi.

The two guns were wrapped in newspapers, but Wang Haifeng was not one to always play by the rules. The moment he saw the shape of the newspapers, his eyes lit up, “Hey, what’s that?”

Feng Jun gave him a look, “I’m just putting it here for a moment, I’ll take it away soon… Are you sure you want to know?”

“Better not then,” Wang Haifeng said with a smile, shaking his head, but then he immediately asked, “What kind of mine are you running? You needed, explosives a while back, and now this stuff; how can it be so dangerous?” “It won’t be dangerous much longer,” Feng Jun responded with a smile, and then patted his shoulder, “I’ll return this car first, then go buy another one. Give me some suggestions.”

Returning the car was simple, but when buying one, Wang Haifeng seriously suggested, “You want a nice car and to keep a low profile? Then… buy a Phaeton, it’s so discreet it’ll make you question your existence.”

Feng Junruo looked thoughtful as he said, “Are you talking about that… the Passat’sbig brother?”

“Exactly,” Wang Haifeng nodded proudly, “Others will think you’re just driving a Passat, and you don’t say a word. When someone clueless messes with you, you tell them… ‘I’m driving a Phaeton’, how satisfying is it to slap their faces like that?”

“Satisfying?” Feng Jun looked at him skeptically, “Why do I feel like it’s just showing off, and kind of… nouveau riche?”

“You don’t know anything,” Wang Haifeng snorted disdainfully, “A proper branded suit isn’t Armani, it’s handmade… you get it?”

Feng Jun thought for a while, then shook his head, “I just feel like you re pushing me to ruin, this mentality is really a bit unhealthy… Why don’t you buy a Phaeton?”

Wang Haifeng gave him a disdainful look and said confidently, “I need it to pick up girls… Can I use a Phaeton for that?

“You’re a good family man!” Feng Jun glared at him fiercely, “I’m the one who needs to pickup girls… No, I’m going to buy a BMW.”

“BMW?” Wang Haifeng looked at him with scorn, “Isay, you with your private mines, why so high-profile? Are you afraid the tax office won’t notice you?” Feng Junruo also had his reservations about this, “Forget it, I’ll just buy a cheap one to drive around… let’s go with the Passat.

He already had three modified motorcycles, one modified farm vehicle, and was soon to receive an all-terrain vehicle. Adding a Passat to the mix would mean having just a bit too many vehicles.

But traveling between two worlds was highly complex, with different circumstances requiring different responses.

Especially in real society, not having a small car at hand was truly inconvenient; he couldn’t always borrow someone else’s car.

The two arrived at a Volkswagen 4S shop where an Audi 07 was parked at the entrance. A beautiful sales guide rushed out from inside, “Hello sir, would you like to look at some cars?”

Buying a car like the Passat was really too simple, especially since Feng Jun didn’t have any particular requirements for the features. He had only one condition: it needed to be in stock.

Paying and picking up the car took a total of half an hour, almost like an old lady going to the market to buy potatoes.

The beautiful sales guide gave Feng Jun her business card with a beaming smile, “Thank you very much for your patronage, this is my contact information, I’m at your full service.”

Feng Jun looked around and saw Wang Haifeng chatting with two young wives —they were also there to look at cars. One of them looked very pleasing to the eye, and Coach Wang just loved to flirt with such people.

Since Wang Haifeng wasn’t paying attention to this side, Feng Jun asked in a low and quick voice, “Uh… I have some extra privacy requests, could you help me? You wouldn’t refuse, right?”

The beautiful sales guide was initially startled, then her face blushed with hesitation. She spoke softly, “As long as it’s not too excessive, I can consider it, but there are certain services… you’d have to offer a price that excites me.” “Uh… price?” Feng Jun was glancing at Wang Haifeng when he heard her and turned back to look at her, responding with astonishment, “I want to buy another Phaeton, the same color. Please help me ask when it can be delivered. I mean… what are you thinking?”

The face of the beautiful guide, which was already a bit red, instantly turned bright red, like a shrimp sputtering in hot oil. She looked at him in shock, “You’re joking…

She felt that she was being teased, thisguywas justtoobad—havingthe intention to buy a car, he could have said it directly. Why be so sneaky, forcing me to think crooked thoughts?

“Shh,” Feng Jun frowned and raised a finger to his lips, looking at her unhappily, “Keep it down, I don’t want him to know, understand?” Finally realizing what he meant, the sales guide spoke in a lowered voice, “So you want to keep it a secret from him?”

Her demeanor returned to normal, but the blush on her face wouldn’t fade away for a while.

After adding the two young wives on WeChat, Wang Haifeng walked over, smiling, “Boss Feng, what are you doing here, making this young lady blush like that?”

“You should worry more about yourself,” Feng Jun looked at him disdainfully, “She’s just blushing, you be careful of knee swelling tonight.”

Wang Haifeng pointed at him, speaking helplessly, “You, my friend, are getting worse at making conversation.”

As they left the dealership, Coach Wang asked where Feng Jun was planning to go, then he was surprised, “You1 re planning to… stay at a hotel?

He could guess that the three suitcases the other man carried probably contained valuables, and those two long guns definitely couldn’t be discovered by others. To stay at a hotel with these items, how bold are you?

“No choice, I don’t have a house here,” Feng Jun spread his hands helplessly, “How about this, could you help me inquire about a villa? I prefer a large place, it could be secluded, as long as it’s conveniently located.”

“You should talk to Zhang Wei for that, there are many high-end clients in the securities company,” Wang Haifeng refused without hesitation, “I don’t want to deal with those real estate companies, nor do I know any agents.” Hearing this, Feng Jun suddenly remembered he did know a rather dedicated young real estate agent.

The young man answered the call quickly, as if he had been waiting right beside the phone. After hearing Feng Jun’s request, he immediately assured him, “Alright, leave it to me… what’s the ballpark for your investment?

(Second update, congratulations to the League Master “Corn Seller Shushu , still owe four updates, take it slow.)