My American magical life
Chapter 248 - 248 105 Elder Li your death is so tragic!

248: Chapter 105: Elder Li, your death is so tragic!

248: Chapter 105: Elder Li, your death is so tragic!

Temir left Saint Rodu, but her love for Cheng Daqi didn’t leave.

At least, when Cheng Daqi, sitting in the Mushang borrowed from the wealthy, black-haired madam, pulled up to Thor and rolled down the window, the red-haired cop Thor visibly drooled with envy.

He had watched with his own eyes how Cheng Daqi transformed from a homeless person to what he was now.

Living in a beautiful big house, driving top-of-the-line cars, dating supermodels, and shooting the breeze with his boss.

Even knowing all this was real, Thor still felt a sense of disillusionment.

“Cheng, the boss has been waiting for you for a long time.

The car can be parked inside, but it’s best if the driver stays in the car,”

Thor felt uncomfortable inside; he now seemed like nothing more than a valet.

“Thanks.

Can you tell me what’s happening today?”

Cheng Daqi got out of the car, smoothed out the wrinkles in his suit, and turned to ask Thor.

“I’m not sure, today’s team is led by Jax.

He is quite cunning.”

All interest groups have their own inherent contradictions within them.

Interest groups are bound by common interests, but limited by human selfishness; it’s never possible to divide interests equally or satisfy everyone.

Thor didn’t like Cheng Daqi, but he detested Jax even more.

“Jax?

Is this person also a police officer?” Cheng Daqi asked indifferently.

“He’s now the acting chief of the Niangniang Temple precinct.

Heh, let’s not talk about it, go ahead in.”

Cheng Daqi nodded thoughtfully and walked into the old factory that had been converted into a shooting range.

—————–

From the moment Chen Zihao was tied up and brought into the shooting range, he realized something was wrong.

He wasn’t a naive Xiao Bai.

As someone adept at earning money nimbly on the edge of the law, he was fully prepared for the possibility of being whisked away by the police one day.

Even in the fantastical America, it was too fantastic for police to tie up a suspect and bring them to a shooting range for an immediate execution.

Every inmate in America is a goose that lays golden eggs.

Normally, as long as you’re not African American, and are willing to cooperate with the police’s arrest, America’s law enforcement officers will ensure you experience the premium process of going to jail.

In that process, to protect the rights and freedoms of prisoners, every inmate or suspect can receive premium services.

Of course, at a cost.

Private attorneys cost money, bail costs money, better jail cells cost money, snacks and drinks cost money, and protecting your behind costs a ton of money.

Chen Zihao prepared both a lawyer and money for his incarceration life; he all but tattooed an “Eye of Hell” on his rear.

But Jax’s people weren’t legitimate law enforcers!

“Elder Li, didn’t you invite them?

What exactly is happening, say something!”

Chen Zihao whispered in Chinese to Elder Li lying beside him.

He felt that he might have been caught up in a major conspiracy since he remembered Elder Li mentioning to him that he had a business with an annual turnover of several billion dollars.

“You wouldn’t really be secretly trafficking drugs, would you?”

Thinking of what Jax had said to his own wife, Chen Zihao’s mind was filled with various movies he had seen.

When two factions choke on each other, a few small shrimps usually have to die first.

He wasn’t about to die, was he?

“Shut up, don’t mention the billion-dollar business I talked to you about.

If you do, we won’t get out!”

Initially, Elder Li’s heart was in pieces, but now he had snapped back to reality.

CEO Cheng had a good relationship with Gru, a prominent cop in Saint Rodu, but that didn’t mean the Saint Rodu police were united.

Li Haiping prayed silently.

He had prayed to all the deities—Taoist, Buddhist, Jade Emperor, Guanyin, God, Allah—he could think of, hoping he had been mistakenly caught up in an internal fight between the police.

Someone was targeting CEO Cheng’s friend Gru and used me as a breakthrough.

As long as I keep quiet, CEO Cheng and his friend will surely come to save me!

“Gag that old man’s mouth first, and take the young one down to the basement.”

Gru’s voice emerged behind Li Haiping and Chen Zihao.

The corrupt cop stood on the upper metal walkway inside the old factory, leaning over the railing and directing Jax and his men.

Li Haiping remembered that voice, so he felt like he had fallen into an ice pit!

His prayers were futile, as he had prayed to too many deities; it felt insincere.

He wanted to speak before his mouth was gagged, but he dared not say a word when it came down to it.

He knew he had made a grave mistake; if he slipped up again, he really might die!

Something was obviously very wrong, and he no longer had the luxury of making mistakes.

When it comes to profits in the tens of millions, such a huge interest meant the death of one, or even seven or eight people like him, would not be considered excessive!

Elder Li watched helplessly as Jax pulled out his phone.

His face was lifted by Jax for facial recognition unlocking of the phone.

And the cop named Gru was just silently watching.

After giving him one last look, he left with Jax.

Li Haiping didn’t know what these people would do with his phone, but he was immensely grateful that his key conversations with CEO Cheng were always face-to-face.

And on his phone, his chat history with Cheng Daqi was always deleted as they went.

Having been in the jianghu for twenty years, Elder Li hadn’t been around for nothing.

He was cautious, but not enough, which is why he’d been caught by Jax.

However, the little caution he did have helped him preserve the last line of his secret.

This line CEO Cheng could give to Gru, but if not, CEO Cheng might also be less passive.

—————–

There were no clocks in the old factory, and Li Haiping didn’t know what time it was.

Seeing the daylight outside fading, he knew it was evening.

Li Haiping didn’t know if Chen Zihao was dead or alive, he just silently waited, unsure of what he was waiting for.

He hoped CEO Cheng would come to rescue him, but he also understood that he was just an ordinary old man.

And it was obvious that CEO Cheng’s partner had turned against him.

Could he still be saved?

“Boom~”

The warehouse door was pushed open, and one of Gru’s underlings brought in a box of barbecue, then deftly pulled out a grill from a corner of the warehouse.

Tonight, Gru planned to treat Cheng Daqi to a barbecue.

Li Haiping whimpered, trying to attract the attention of the underling by desperately twisting his body.

But nobody paid attention to him.

Until…

“Boss, that hotel owner works with cryptocurrency, he secretly operates a small cross-national virtual currency channel, sort of a middleman, there’s nothing much else,” Jax and Gru reported, having just completed their ritual duties and returning to the old factory.

“Are you sure he’s telling the truth?”

The top crooked cop had been outsmarted by Cheng Daqi many times before.

This time, with so much leverage and such a good opportunity, he was determined to tighten the screws on Cheng Daqi.

“Of course, that kid’s mouth is looser than a button on a woman’s blouse, I only hit him a few times, and he spilled everything, even his bank PIN,” Jax added, as Gru glanced at him with a slight headache.

“Just be sure to clear things up, and don’t touch his money for now.

You didn’t let those idiots know the password, did you?”

Being a boss is not easy, really not easy, the quality of American officers varies greatly.

“I asked him alone, don’t worry,” Jax reassured him quietly.

The top crooked cop nodded and sat down in front of the barbecue grill, keenly starting to roast skewers.

It’s true he had ‘kindly’ beckoned Cheng Daqi over, but his hospitality was not without a price.

There were not many as clever as Cheng Daqi, and Gru wanted him to work for him.

In Gru’s view, the relationship between Temir and Cheng Daqi was doomed not to last.

The black-haired wealthy woman’s past romantic escapades were easy to investigate, and the top crooked cop was skeptical about how faithful a woman like Temir could truly be to Cheng Daqi.

He wanted to probe Cheng Daqi thoroughly, to see what Cheng Daqi was stealthily hiding!

Gru had already abandoned the idea of killing Cheng Daqi.

When Temir could no longer protect Cheng Daqi, he would make him be his front man.

Gru was a crooked cop with big ambitions.

He knew he couldn’t do it alone.

That’s why he could tolerate fools like Thor bouncing around him.

He really needed helpers.

—————–

“Ha, Mr.

Gru, I could smell your barbecue from the entrance,”

A hearty laugh opened the conversation, followed by praises for Gru.

The man had not yet appeared, but his voice had already arrived; Cheng Daqi had finally come.

Hearing this familiar voice from heaven, Elder Li’s tense nerves finally relaxed.

But because he had been too tense for too long, when he suddenly relaxed, Elder Li physically couldn’t hold it together anymore.

Feeling the warm trickle, Elder Li closed his eyes in pain.

This was a terrible embarrassment; at that moment, he wanted to die.

“Cheng, how’s everything at the company?” Gru was genuinely interested in Cheng Daqi’s company.

“It’s alright, Mi’er invested another million and started an independent new company, also in the MCN business.”

In the dimly lit old factory, Li Haiping was silently crying over his miserable life.

For a while, Cheng Daqi didn’t even notice Li Haiping lying on the ground.

Gru was a bit irked by Cheng Daqi’s words.

You’re such an animal.

“I lend you a million, you take it as a loan, just a few percentage points of interest a year.

Your girlfriend gives you a million, and you set up a new company for her to invest in.

Cheng, I haven’t been good to you, but at least I didn’t kill you, shouldn’t you be thankful to me?”

Gru felt that Cheng Daqi was ungrateful, and Cheng Daqi also felt his words were quite harsh.

To put it simply, neither of them were easy targets, and they went straight for the jugular without any pretense.

CEO Cheng wouldn’t be fooled by empty bets and verbal chips; approaching closer, he finally saw Elder Li lying on the ground.

Seeing that Elder Li was still alive, his heart relaxed.

Judging by his condition, Elder Li seemed to be in good shape, tears still streaming down his eyes; he must not be in any serious trouble.

Then, under the incredulous gazes of Jax and Gru, Cheng Daqi rushed to Elder Li’s side!

“Play dead for now; wake up when I pinch you.”

He first whispered in Chinese, then lamented loudly in English.

“My brother Li, Elder Li, how could you die like this!

Elder Li, oh Elder Li, you died so horribly!”

Gru, it’s not just you who can bluff with verbal chips and play pressure games!

You’re strong, but I have a black-haired wealthy woman backing me, and I’m truly not afraid of you!

Now that my man has been killed by you, you tell me what should be done!

Gru knew Li Haiping and recognized him as Cheng Daqi’s friend.

And his relationship with Cheng Daqi was one of wary cooperation.

So, he would let Jax interrogate Chen Zihao, but he hadn’t touched Elder Li at all.

But now Cheng Daqi had Elder Li pretend to faint and then he started wailing.

In this round, CEO Cheng ran circles around Gru, leaving the crooked cops dumbfounded!