Live Stream Treasure Hunt: I Made Profits Million Times Over-Chapter 75 - -I Bet You’re Out of Bullets!（2nd update, Cheer me with Power Stones!）
The usually nonchalant Lexio’s face turns dark in an instant. Leaning forward, he seizes Sago Martin’s hair, asking menacingly, "Who’d you sell it to?" Sago Martin grimaces and spits.
The bloodied saliva lands on Lexio’s face.
The crowd around them goes dead silent.
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This old man, he’s courting death!
Unexpectedly, Lexio doesn’t retaliate.
He wipes the spit off his face and continues his questioning, "Who’d you sell it to?"
Sago Martin remains silent.
He knows that if he spills the beans, it will invite trouble for Daniel.
Seeing as the Black Hat Gang virtually rules Libertopia, even having its fingers in the political pie, Sago Martin, whose life was saved by Daniel, would not betray him.
Lexio bursts into a cold laugh. "You decrepit fool, my patience only extends so far because I pity your sorry state. It’s not because I have to ask you."
"I’ll ask you one last time, who did you sell the land to?"
Sago Martin remains tight-lipped, having signed a private contract with Daniel that was not ratified by any government body.
He does not believe Lexio can find out, so he keeps his silence.
Upon seeing this, Lexio’s last shred of patience dissipates.
He raises his foot and delivers a brutal kick to Sago Martin’s forehead.
Sago Martin tumbles backward, and the aged man couldn’t bear this harsh treatment. His eyes roll back and he faints.
With a flick of his hand, Lexio issues a chilling order, "Tie him up. When he wakes up, continue questioning him. For every refusal, yank out a tooth. I don’t believe an old geezer like him has unlimited tolerance!"
"Yes, boss!"
Immediately, two of the crew step forward, hoisting the unconscious Sago Martin to the back of the bar.
Lexio frowns, a deep irritation stirring within him.
The family meeting is about to take place and he doesn’t have anything solid to show for it.
How can he stand a chance against his relatives in the family’s political arena?
"Where’s Leon? Why haven’t I seen him around in the past few days?"
Hearing this, many of the men keep their mouths shut, not daring to respond.
Lexio senses something amiss, "What happened to him?"
The dyed-hair youth responds cautiously, "He... went back to the countryside."
Lexio’s frown deepens, "Back to the countryside? Why didn’t he tell me?"
Out of all his underlings, he likes Leon the best.
He just upped and left without a word.
The dyed-hair youth knows the reason but dares not share it with Lexio.
Seeing Lexio on the verge of anger and fearing that he might vent it on Leon, the young man with dyed hair gathered his courage and said, "A few days ago, he pissed off someone, he didn’t want to bring you any trouble, so he sneaked back to his hometown."
Lexio grew more confused. "Who did he piss off?" He was, after all, the nephew of Black Hat Gang’s godfather Elkampen, so who could possibly be a threat to him?
The young man with dyed hair thought for a moment, then plucked up his courage to say, "A young man named Daniel."
Lexio was even more puzzled. "Who is this Daniel?"
At this, the young man looked surprised. "You don’t know him? He has one of the godfather’s special golden cards."
Everyone in the Black Hat Gang knew that seeing someone with the godfather’s golden card was just like meeting the godfather himself.
The godfather had said this himself, which showed the weight of the golden card.
Lexio shook his head. "I’ve never heard of this guy."
But he didn’t think it was a big deal.
In fact, he scoffed, "The golden card doesn’t mean everything. Even the president doesn’t have the old man’s golden card, does that mean the president isn’t powerful?"
"That kid might have done something to please the old man, so he gave him a golden card."
"Go and investigate. If this Daniel guy doesn’t have any significant backing, call Leon back."
Upon hearing this, the young man with dyed hair immediately burst into laughter. "Yes, I’ll go investigate right away."
Lexio picked up a glass of red wine and gently swirled it, his eyes half-closed in thought. "Daniel."
...
Daniel returned home and headed straight to his study. He found the book "Qi Origin" and pulled it out.
The ancient tome with a blue thread binding was dry and yellow, showing its age. Opening it, he saw neat rows of ink characters, the handwriting refined and deep.
Daniel furrowed his brow, not because of anything in particular, but because the text inside was written in an ancient Serenalia script from thousands of years ago.
He couldn’t understand most of the characters.
At this point, the cold electronic voice of the system rang out.
[Host’s demand detected, learning ancient Serenalia bone script.]
[Requires 10,000 Exchange Points, do you want to exchange?]
Daniel was speechless.
He hadn’t even saved up enough points for the Libertopia language, and now he needed another 10,000 points.
He just hadn’t participated in enough auctions!
Forced to give up, Daniel was about to put the book away when a thought struck him. "System, begin identification."
His eyes were locked on the "Qi Origin" in his hand, and soon he saw the results of the identification.
[Item]: "Qi Origin"
[Age]: Ancient times
[Condition]: Well preserved
[Details]: This book contains the breathing method used by the ancient Serenalia people for cultivation. If fully mastered, one can travel great distances in a single step and move mountains and rivers.
[Appraisal]: A relatively strong cultivation method, simple content, suitable for beginners.
[Market Price]: 30 million StellarCoins.
[Buyback Price]: 20 million StellarCoins.
It truly was a cultivation manual!
Daniel was overjoyed.
With this "Qi Origin", he could become a cultivator like those in the legends, able to punch tigers, kick dragons, and achieve anything he wanted, both under heaven and on earth!
Although he was aware it might be a bit of an exaggeration, Daniel felt it was probably something along those lines.
His only issue now was that he needed to accumulate 10,000 Exchange Points.
From now on, anything he got his hands on would be directly thrown to the system for recycling.
Just as Daniel had placed the Qi Origin into his safe, he heard the doorbell ring.
Who could it be at this time?
Daniel wondered, descending the stairs to answer the door.
Just then, the AI housekeeper’s voice echoed through the speakers of the living room television.
"Warning! Warning!" it announced. "The surveillance system has detected an armed individual outside the door. Please be cautious and call the police if necessary!"
Daniel’s expression cooled as he peered through the monitor to see a group of people outside his door, each one looking like the street thugs he often saw loitering around.
However, unlike the ordinary hooligans, each of these people held a gun in their hand.
Those who could arm themselves like this in Golden Shores definitely belonged to a powerful organization.
Daniel felt a bit puzzled, unable to figure out when he had offended such a group.
But now was not the time for questions.
He reached for his high-tech Desert Eagle, aiming it at the door.
His eyes glued to the monitor, he waited until a young man was standing right in front of the door before decisively firing.
A deafening gunshot echoed through the room, accompanied by a bright flash of fire.
The powerful Desert Eagle ripped through the alloy door, leaving a gaping hole in the young man standing behind it.
"Fuck, he’s onto us, shoot!" someone in the crowd shouted. "Lexio said dead or alive, it doesn’t matter!"
As the words fell, a hail of bullets stormed towards the door.
The bullets whizzed past at high speed and Daniel, with his heightened reflexes, managed to somersault behind his living room sofa.
If it were anyone else, they would have been a corpse under this barrage of gunfire.
But Daniel managed to keep the thugs at bay with return fire.
"Lucky for me, these amateurs don’t know what they’re doing," Daniel muttered to himself. "If they were any good, they’d be in here already, despite the gunfire."
"Conrad! We can’t get in!" a man shouted from the crowd.
"Just hold your horses!" Conrad shouted back from the back of the crowd, firing randomly towards the house. "Listen to his fire, when he runs out of bullets, that’s when we make our move!"
Conrad had been waiting for Daniel to run out of bullets.
As soon as he heard the gunfire cease, he charged, yelling, "What are you waiting for? He’s out of bullets, charge!"
As the first man stepped into the living room, a gunshot rang out.
His foot was instantly shattered, causing him to stumble and scream in agony.
"Retreat! Everyone, back!" Conrad commanded, "Damn, he reloaded too fast! Wait for him to empty this clip, then we go!"
Seeing the incoming fire, the rest of the thugs promptly retreated.
Daniel, feeling increasingly annoyed, grimaced.
"What a shitshow," he muttered. "This is my new place and it’s already been tainted with blood. Looking around, bullet holes riddled the walls and his furniture was destroyed. It looked like a complete remodel was in order after this fight."
Daniel, growing angrier by the second, raised his arm to fire a string of shots into the entrance hall. Each bullet chiseled a gaping hole into the wall.
Conrad, listening closely, started counting. "4, 5, 6... plus the shot that got Mike earlier. That’s seven in total. He’s out of ammo. Let’s move, boys!"
