“Hmm, I’ll send 10,000 yuan home first—if I send more, my parents will definitely worry! Then I’ll buy a better computer, and right, I also need to get a new phone!”
James Bolton thought about all this and felt that the money was still far from enough. At the very least, he needed to buy a place of his own! After all, he couldn’t keep practicing martial arts in the park forever, or sooner or later someone would find out.
The basement he was living in now was empty, so he didn’t have to worry about being discovered, but he couldn’t live in a basement for his whole life!
After leaving Antique Street, James Bolton went to a nearby mall and bought a fairly durable phone, which cost him over 2,000 yuan!
If it had been before he got the energy exchange device, James Bolton would never have been willing to spend over 2,000 on a phone.
“It’s really good to have money. Looks like I’ll have to gamble a few more times in the future!” Looking at the new phone in his hand, James Bolton couldn’t help but sigh.
If his phone hadn’t fallen into the toilet, he wouldn’t have had the opportunity that followed. How could the twists of fate be explained in just a few words!
Thinking it over, James Bolton went up to the second floor of the mall and picked out a laptop that cost over 10,000 yuan. This time, James Bolton really splurged—before, he couldn’t even afford a computer that cost over 1,000, let alone over 10,000.
Carrying the laptop bag and a woven sack filled with raw jade, James Bolton left the mall and took a cab back to his rented apartment complex. As for sending money to his parents, he’d wait a few days until it was time to send this month’s money. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain to them.
James Bolton didn’t feel anything unusual, but Blondie Howard, who had been following him, was cursing James Bolton in his heart!
“Damn, just made a bit of money and already showing off! Buying a phone and a computer—who knows if he’ll be able to return them later!” In his mind, he already considered James Bolton’s money as his own.
Blondie Howard hailed a cab and followed behind James Bolton. When he saw James Bolton get out and head toward a rather run-down apartment complex, he hurried to catch up.
James Bolton returned to the basement and finally had time to process everything that had happened today. Just yesterday, he’d been worrying about a 2,000-yuan-a-month job, and now, in just one morning, he’d made over 100,000. Fate really does play tricks!
Outside, Blondie Howard watched James Bolton enter the basement and was speechless! The boss is just too slow—how could someone like that have any background? He’s lucky he hasn’t starved to death. Who else would we rob if not him?
Thinking this, he dialed Black Panther’s number. “Boss, don’t worry, that guy lives in a basement in Jingyuan Community. What kind of background could he possibly have? You guys hurry over, I’m keeping an eye on him.”
About ten minutes later, a white minivan stopped at the entrance of the complex. The door opened and four people got out, including Black Panther.
Although Black Panther was cautious by nature, he was a big, imposing man. After all, when he first started out, it was his ferocity in fights that earned him the position of boss on Antique Street.
Blondie Howard hurried over to greet them. “Boss, it’s the basement in that building up ahead. Look at how terrible the place is—what kind of background could that kid possibly have, living here!”
Although Black Panther thought Blondie Howard made sense, he still had to say what needed to be said.
“You’re always thinking about fighting and killing. Things aren’t like they used to be—better safe than sorry!”
“Got it, boss,” Blondie Howard replied, hanging his head.
“Let’s go, take a look inside!” Black Panther said no more and led the way toward the basement where James Bolton was.
“Bang…” Just as James Bolton was about to practice his Iron Fist, a loud kick at the door startled him. Looking up, he saw the door had been kicked open, and four or five figures flickered behind it.
James Bolton frowned and said, “What do you want? Don’t you know this is private property?”
As he spoke, James Bolton activated his scanning system. He knew that anyone who broke in like this was definitely up to no good. He hadn’t offended anyone, so the most likely reason was that someone from the stone gambling at Antique Street had set their sights on him!
The scan results put James Bolton at ease. Of the five people, only the big guy in the middle had a stamina value of 8 and a combat value of 3.
The others weren’t much different from how James Bolton had been before, but he just discovered that his own stamina had somehow reached 9, and his combat value had risen to 7.
It must have increased during last night’s practice in the park!
Thinking of this, James Bolton got excited. He hadn’t expected someone to show up just as he was about to practice!
“Hey, kid, we’re all just trying to make a living. I heard you made quite a bit today—how about looking out for us poor folks?” Black Panther said slowly.
“Yeah, that’s right! Kid, if you’ve struck it rich, you should look out for us too! Let’s all get rich together! Am I right, guys?”
“Yeah, that’s right!”
A few of the thugs laughed and jeered on the side.
“And what if I don’t want to? Are you really going to rob me?” James Bolton said, frowning.
“Don’t make it sound so bad. At most, we’re just borrowing it for a while—we’ll pay you back later,” Black Panther said with a grin, as if he really was just borrowing money.
James Bolton didn’t want to waste words with these scumbags. His hands had been itching for a while, and now he couldn’t hold back any longer.
Ever since he learned Iron Fist, James Bolton had always wanted to try it out. Now, finally having the chance, he lunged straight at the big guy in the middle.