The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 40 Loading
The taste of despair is so mellow, like an old vintage wine hidden in a dark cellar, with a fresh and sweet smell when opened.

".Come with me."

Richard staggered and took Li Ang to the side hall. After pulling the tip of the nose of a certain ancient Greek male bust, a certain wooden board next to the fireplace suddenly turned over, revealing a round iron handle.

He held the handle and turned the whole board up. There was a stone path hidden underneath, and at the end of the path was a gate made of special alloy.

Under the supervision of Li Ang, Richard used his fingerprints and irises to open the key to the underground vault of Sapa Manor.

The space in the underground vault is not large, and you have to bend over to enter the door. There are seven or eight oil painting frames of different sizes on both sides of the alloy wall. The suitcase, which should contain cash notes, and above the suitcase are stacks of paper ledgers, which record all the financial transactions of the Sapa family.

And the innermost part of the vault is densely stacked 100 yuan long strips of gold bricks that reflect the bright brilliance on the steel shelves.

Gold and silver are naturally not money, and money is naturally gold and silver.

For a long time, these two mysterious metals have obtained the exclusive right of general equivalents due to their characteristics of small size, high value, easy to divide and transport, and long-term preservation, and have become the most halo-shrouded darlings.

Breathing the extravagant air, Li Ang chuckled and said, "You are very sensible, Mr. Sapa, if you refuse to cooperate, then I can only take the unfinished rocket on the Hind helicopter outside." Blowing open the door of the vault will cause the building to collapse and affect your family, children and children—the most important thing is that these dollar bills will suffer losses, which I cannot accept.”

Richard's Adam's apple twitched, and finally he paused dejectedly, staring at Li Ang with numb pupils, "I gave you everything you asked for, do it."

"No hurry." Li Ang punched Richard's waist from bottom to top, causing the bloated man to let out a suppressed scream from his throat, "This storm will not end for a long time."

Li Ang dragged the fainted Richard back to the lobby and threw him on the ground. Most of the gunmen had already died of shock due to heavy bleeding. Wrist, staggeringly trying to run towards the door.

"Hey, you don't even want to go anywhere."

The bullets from the Glock 19 pierced through the ankles of the gunmen, adding new wounds and adding a wailing background sound to the dead hall.

Li Ang whistled, braved the wind and rain, stepped out of the gate of the manor, found a 5.2-meter standard van minivan from the garage behind the manor, and parked the car in front of the gate.

400 ounces of gold ingots are equivalent to about 11 kilograms in conversion, and weigh more than a ton at 100 yuan. Li Ang first dragged out the suitcase containing cash and various famous paintings from the vault and loaded them on the car, and then used the empty suitcases in batches. Loaded with gold nuggets and transported to the car, after seven or eight trips, the wealth worth more than 6000 million U.S. dollars was finally packed.

As for those secret ledgers, Li Ang didn't touch them. Maybe the black money transactions recorded on them could help the Gotham cop open the situation?Who knows.

"Pain is not as irreversible as death." Li Ang patted the non-existent dust on the latex gloves, stretched his waist, turned his head and said to Richard who was faintly awake: "Mr. Sapa, you know this sentence What movie is it from?"

Richard panted heavily, straightened up and reclined himself in the seat, "The Godfather."

"That's right, the epic trilogy of movies directed by Francis Ford Coppola, based on the original book of the same name by Mario Puzo, about the rise and fall of an Italian mafia family."

While talking, Li Ang took the plastic binding rope used to bind the goods from the truck compartment, and turned the rope into a loose buckle, and put it around Richard's neck.

"By the way, do you know an interesting behind-the-scenes tidbit in this movie? Mr. Gianni Russo, who plays Carlo, has a gangster background."

Richard couldn't talk anymore, he was strangled by the suddenly tightened rope, his eyes were white, and his stubby arms were groping around trying to untie the binding rope around his neck.

Li Ang lightly threw a section of the rope from the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, raised his breath and applied force, and hung Richard in mid-air.

"Because he had no stage performance experience, this Genia was opposed by Marlon Brando. For this reason, Giani tried to threaten Brando with cruel words, but this threat made Brando mistakenly think that he was showing himself. acting skills, and therefore affirmed his acting skills."

Richard's face turned blue and purple, and his two thick legs dangled in the air, swaying and swaying with the swing of the chandelier, as ridiculous as a drowning fish.

"By the way, there are four ways to die by hanging. They are compression of blood vessels in the neck leading to insufficient oxygen in the brain, asphyxiation due to blockage of the airway, stimulation of the vagus nerve in the neck causing reflex cardiac arrest, and gravity causing cervical spine fracture."

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and watched Richard struggling, "Well, according to my estimation, you will definitely die from a broken cervical spine, after all, where is your weight?"

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A cold light flashed by, and the fine and strong plastic binding rope snapped, and Richard's disgustingly out-of-shape body crashed down, hitting the marble floor of the hall, and there was a crisp and pleasant sound of fracture.

The thing that cut the binding rope was deeply embedded in the solid masonry. It was a jet-black alloy dart, with two arc wings stretching out from the center, and the sharp edges reflected the cold moonlight, outlining the appearance of a bat.

A bat dart means his arrival.

As the sound of the cloak extending and gliding sounded on the dome of the hall, Batman landed in front of Li Ang from the broken window on the second floor of the manor.

The dark knight was still taciturn. He looked at the mess of dead and injured, those broken wrists, those broken bodies, and those victims who were screaming mournfully.

Anger is spreading.

"Good evening?" Li Ang tilted his head and said, "Why are you everywhere?"

"...You, shouldn't do this."

Batman said in a low and hoarse voice: "I know you, you have saved innocent people from the clown gang, you have helped poor and helpless middle-aged couples, and you even gave a homeless man who no one cared about. life path."

He took a step forward and soaked the black cloak into the river of blood. "You have extraordinary power far beyond ordinary people. You can use this power to do better things instead of taking life away."

(End of this chapter)