Chapter 352: 273, stop playing us!
Before this crossing, Gu Huozi and the others were completely immersed in dreams of making big money.
Zhang Chengze, the boss, was so gentle and elegant, and his talk so reasonable.
How could it be that after arriving in the Inner World, the boss seemed like a completely different person?
They could never have imagined that just four hours after crossing, Gu Huozi’s bodyguard team had already suffered heavy losses.
Their beautiful dreams shattered.
The four of them were thrown out one by one by the security guards of the Begonia Boxing Gym. Fortunately, there was thick snow outside; otherwise, the fall alone would have been enough to wreak havoc on their already fragile bodies.
“Were we played by that old boy Zhang Chengze?” Gu Huozi lay weakly in the snow, the blood flowing from his nostrils dyeing the snow red, particularly striking.
“But what’s the point? Why would he mess with us for no reason?” another person asked in confusion.
“He’s insane!” Gu Huozi said with heartfelt pain.
At this very moment, in a poor area of the Eighth District.
The real Zhang Chengze curled up in a corner of a cramped room, suffering from hunger and cold.
It was the end of December, and the climate was so cold it could cut the skin, yet there was not a trace of warmth in the room.
Originally, there were more than ten people in the room, but in just three short hours, only eight were left.
The organ matching work was faster than Zhang Chengze had imagined.
He always used to read in literary works about patients waiting for a match, dying if they couldn’t find one.
However, that was because the state controlled the organ trade and buyers couldn’t find sellers… there was never a shortage of buyers!
So, as soon as they finished testing the blood and DNA sequences on their end, buyers from all over the Federation started bidding.
Zhang Chengze was somewhat desperate, fearing he wouldn’t live to see the dawn if no one came to his rescue.
At that moment, another guard came in, dragging a member of the Evil Ghost Society and walking out: “We found a buyer, let’s start with this one.”
The member of the Evil Ghost Society being dragged away howled, but it was of no use.
These guards were fully armed, and each of them was a Genetic Warrior who had been injected with a Genetic Potion, the most reliable enforcers under Chang Ping’s command.
“I need to use the restroom,” Zhang Chengze said to a burly guard, “I can’t hold it anymore.”
The guard looked at him coldly: “You’ll have to hold it even if you can’t.”
Zhang Chengze secretly spread out his palm, then said, “I really can’t hold it. It stinks in here already, you surely don’t want to be guarding us in a place that smells of shit…”
The guard seemed contemplative: “Get up, don’t try any tricks.”
With that, the guard walked outside to the restroom, gun in one hand, holding onto Zhang Chengze’s collar with the other.
Zhang Chengze secretly slipped the gold bar into the guard’s pocket and then whispered, “I just want to make two phone calls. Just let me use the phone, and I swear I won’t tell any other guards about the gold bar. When the time comes, whether I’m dead or alive, the gold bar will be all yours!”
Like other rich men, Zhang Chengze, knowing that the Inner World also operated on a gold standard, naturally brought a gold bar with his mouth, a 200-gram one that fit just right.
When he first crossed over, he kept it in his mouth without speaking until he was unobserved and could quietly take it out.
Now, the gold bar became his lifesaver.
Zhang Chengze didn’t ask the guard to release him because he knew it was impossible.
He also didn’t make other excessive demands; he just wanted to make two phone calls.
The guard calmly looked at him: “Do you really think there’s someone who can save you now? If there were, you wouldn’t have ended up here hiding from the Heng Society.”
“I just want to try,” Zhang Chengze, being who he was, wouldn’t give up until the last moment.
The guard was silent for a while, then coldly said, “Don’t even think of calling the Security Committee. I can assure you, by the time they come to save you, you’ll definitely have become merchandise, stored in different refrigerated boxes, transported to different cities of the Federation.”
“Don’t worry!” seeing the guard loosen up, Zhang Chengze immediately promised.
The guard took out his phone from his pocket: “Remember, you only have two chances.”
Zhang Chengze was very cold. He trembled as he pressed the number Liu Dezhu had given him into the phone.
He trusted his own experiences and thus had a general judgment: in City 18, the Heng Society already controlled the entire underworld, so reaching out to Liu Dezhu’s people was the most reliable option.
However, after dialing the 12-digit number, a woman answered the phone. Zhang Chengze asked, “May I ask, is this Liu Dezhu’s phone?”
The other party replied, “Are you insane? Calling the wrong number in the middle of the night!”
Zhang Chengze was stunned; he had remembered the number wrong!
If he were still young, his Memory Power wouldn’t have this kind of problem, but he was older now and had just been hugely shocked!
What’s more, he had memorized Gu Huozi’s number first and, just to be safe, memorized Liu Dezhu’s at the end.
This led to some haste in the process.
Zhang Chengze was a bit confused – was the last digit 1, or 7, or 9?
With one chance left, Zhang Chengze changed the last digit to 7, but hesitated before dialing it, because between 7 and 9 was a matter of chance. If he was mistaken, he would miss the opportunity.
This was a 50% chance of life or death.
Zhang Chengze suddenly thought of a problem. He was absolutely correct about Gu Huozi’s number, so why not just call Gu Huozi directly, then give him Liu Dezhu’s number, and ask him to give it a try? Wouldn’t that work?