“This, this, b-big brother, it’s me, Bald Frank, who failed to recognize your greatness. I—I apologize to you, I won’t dare do it again next time!” Bald Frank was actually a somewhat well-known figure in Jiangzhou City’s underworld, with a crew of car thieves, pickpockets on buses, and snatch-and-grab thieves like Frank—all together numbering twenty or thirty people. But today, facing this perverse man in front of him, he was completely drained of courage, and even his speech was stuttering.

“Is an apology enough? Then next time, should I beat you all with a steel pipe and just say sorry afterward, would that be okay?” Jack Carter continued to calmly exercise with his “arm strength bar,” speaking with disdain.

Upon hearing this, Bald Frank and his men all wished they could just break down and cry. This is so unfair—who’s beating up whom here?

“T-then, big brother, please, name your terms.” Although Bald Frank wanted to point at his still-bleeding head and question Jack Carter about who was really doing the beating, the situation left him no choice. The usually tough Bald Frank now acted like a newlywed bride, asking timidly.

Jack Carter didn’t answer Bald Frank’s question, but instead looked at Frank, who was trembling beside him, regretting things so much he could almost turn his guts green, and said blandly, “You know what to do!”

Frank was momentarily stunned, then suddenly understood, and immediately shouted to Bald Frank and the others, “Hand over all your wallets!”—he was just short of yelling “This is a robbery!”

“What the hell! Frank, are you out of your mind?” Bald Frank and the others saw Frank trying to rob them at a time like this, and one of them angrily slapped Frank on the head.

Frank, after being slapped, held his head and looked at Bald Frank and then at Jack Carter with a very aggrieved expression.

“What, Mr. Frank, you’re not willing?” Jack Carter looked at the nearly unhinged Bald Frank and asked calmly.

The furious Bald Frank, upon hearing Jack Carter’s voice, felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, shivering all over. Only then did he realize that it wasn’t Frank who was out of his mind, but himself.

“Sorry, big brother, sorry, big brother, I’ll do it right away.” As he spoke, Bald Frank hurriedly took his wallet out of his pocket and handed it to Frank.

The other two, seeing this, also quickly took out their wallets and handed them to Frank.

Frank, seeing that the boss and his two companions obediently handed over their wallets, actually felt a rush of “I’m the boss here” satisfaction. Noticing the driver hadn’t moved, he immediately patted his shoulder and said with swagger, “Bill, yours too.”

The driver, who had thought he could escape trouble by driving, was furious that Frank was being so “dutiful,” cursing all the women in Frank’s family in his heart, but didn’t dare slack off. He quickly took out his wallet and handed it to Frank.

Frank collected all the wallets, then took out all the cash, counted it, and then respectfully handed it to Jack Carter, saying in a low voice, “A total of six hundred fifty-one yuan and thirty cents, big brother.”

“What, that’s it? You guys are really pathetic. Here’s your tip.” Jack Carter had thought that, since this was a four-wheeled car with five people and even a big boss present, they’d at least have over a thousand yuan. But even with the change, it didn’t reach a thousand. Jack Carter took the money, casually tossed the one yuan and thirty cents in coins back to Frank, and couldn’t help but snort, his gaze shifting to Bald Frank’s neck.

Around Bald Frank’s neck hung a thick, shiny gold chain.

To be able to pull off snatch-and-grab jobs, you really need quick reflexes. Frank, seeing Jack Carter’s gaze move to Bald Frank’s neck, immediately reached out to Bald Frank and said, “Mr. Frank, the gold chain!”

In 2003, the price of gold was about a hundred yuan per gram. The gold chain around Bald Frank’s neck, though not solid, still weighed forty or fifty grams—worth four or five thousand yuan, which was no small sum. Seeing Frank reach out for his gold chain, Bald Frank wished he could kick him a few times.

So after all this, it turns out you, Frank, are colluding with outsiders to rob me!

Of course, he could think that, but Bald Frank didn’t dare hesitate. He quickly yanked the chain off his neck and handed it to Frank.

The other three, including the driver, seeing the boss obediently hand over his gold chain, didn’t even wait for Frank to speak. They all reached for the chains around their own necks—after all, they were just cheap roadside purchases, not worth much.

“You guys can keep those, I’m not interested in brass!” But before they could take off their chains, Jack Carter’s disdainful voice sounded in the car.

“What the hell, what does this guy actually do? Even if he’s in the gold business, his eye for quality is way too sharp—he can tell real gold from fake at a glance?” Everyone in the car froze at his words, staring in disbelief at Jack Carter, who was calmly stuffing a wad of cash and the gold chain into his pocket.

“Mr. Frank, right?” After putting away the cash and gold chain, Jack Carter turned to look at Bald Frank.

“No, no, big brother, just call me Bald Frank.” When Bald Frank saw Jack Carter suddenly call his name, his hair stood on end in fright. He was really afraid this perverse guy would use his arm like a steel pipe on him. If that happened, he’d probably be disabled for the rest of his life.