Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 527 - 105: It’s Our Turn for Wealth and Glory

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Chapter 527: Chapter 105: It’s Our Turn for Wealth and Glory

As everyone knows, when the protagonist encounters a villain holding hostages, they must lay down their weapons.

No matter whether it’s the Evil Empire or the Bug Clan, as long as you jump ship and behead the Boss, victory is assured.

However virtuous the hero may be, if they spit anywhere upon stepping outside, they must be unforgivably and indescribably villainous.

That’s how it’s always shown in movies.

No matter how wise and valiant Captain Wang might be, once he accepts hush money, he’s tainted, and not even diving into the Yellow River can cleanse him.

As Wang Yunxiao and his group left Shen Garden, the clustered servants dared to cautiously peek out, step out of the room, and then look at each other in dismay.

"What now? Call the police?"

"What police? Call and inform the head family!"

The servants of course didn’t need to bear any responsibility, as they were just hired to tidy up the garden; whatever bull or ghost the head family had provoked had nothing to do with their twenty bucks a month salary.

But as servants making twenty bucks a month, how were they to have access to the contact information of the head family?

The only person who could contact the head family and was responsible for disbursing salaries had already fulfilled his duty to the extreme, by physically giving his life.

Then the only option left was to call the police...

"Don’t call the police yet; you all go rest, drink some water to calm down, I’ll figure something out."

One of the older maids stepped forward and soothed everyone.

After the other servants had left, she walked over to the telephone, dialed a number.

"They fired shots, and they took the money..."

Mid-sentence, hearing footsteps behind her, the maid instinctively covered the mouthpiece, turned around, and involuntarily shivered.

"Who are you calling?"

Having returned, Wang Yunxiao looked at her with a half-smirk.

The maid shivered and was unable to speak.

Wang Yunxiao walked up to her, took the handset, and directly asked, "Hello, who am I speaking with?"

After a moment of silence from the other side, a woman’s voice came through, "Captain Wang, let’s end it here."

"I asked who I’m speaking with."

"What more do you want..."

Wang Yunxiao on his side ended the call immediately, raised his pistol, pointing it at the trembling maid, "I never ask the same question three times. She has already wasted two opportunities on the phone, so you only have one chance left."

"Do you want to bet and see whether I have the courage to kill another person?"

"It’s Nanny Yun from Miss Third’s side."

The maid didn’t dare to gamble, what joke, the man in front of her was an unreasonable madman.

Offending the Shen family was a matter for later, but the man in front of her would definitely shoot.

This was a fact she had witnessed with her own eyes.

"Where is she now?"

"I don’t know... I really don’t know! I only know this phone number!"

"No problem, write down the phone number for me."

No matter how deeply the people of the Shen Family were hiding, the location of a landline phone could not be changed.

Having obtained the phone number, Wang Yunxiao was about to leave when the phone behind him rang again.

"Captain Wang, can we talk?"

The woman on the other end sounded much calmer this time and even a bit anxious and humble.

"We can talk, suggest a place, let’s sit down and discuss it." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"What do you want? I can relay it to the Miss."

"You play scheming games and caught my friend in it, and almost had his hand chopped off, you think we can just talk about it?"

"What do you suggest?"

"There needs to be more money!"

"Name your price."

"At least fifty Big Yellow Fish."

"..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before the voice answered, "Jingyun Road 24, Lima Cafe, 8:30."

"Okay, don’t be late."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yunxiao patted the maid’s still-pale cheek and looked up at the wall clock.

6:45.

Leaving Shen Garden, he got into the car, and Guozi, who had been quiet all along, suddenly asked, "Big brother, how much do you plan to distribute to the brothers?"

Wang Yunxiao glanced at the quiet brothers beside him and smiled, "How much do you guys want to split?"

"Are we really splitting money?"

"Yes!"

Wang Yunxiao raised his eyebrows looking at Guozi, "How much do you want?"

"I don’t want any!"

Guozi said coldly, embracing his arms, "I asked because they didn’t dare to."

"No need for you to ask on their behalf."

Wang Yunxiao looked at the other brothers, "Whoever wants to split the money, name your price, and I’ll give it to you when we get back."

Nobody spoke.

Matuan looked around and couldn’t help but laugh, "Crispy Skin, haven’t you always been saving up to get married?"

"Shut up!"

Crispy Skin usually didn’t talk much; he and Sorghum were the two brothers with the least presence, usually just responsible for teaming up with Wormwood to do the dirty work and transporting the Heavenly Crossbow.

Now singled out by Matuan, his neck reddened immediately, and he said unhappily, "I said I don’t want it!"

Guozi glanced at him and said coldly, "Give you three hundred, enough to find a decent family. You wouldn’t understand a wife bought for three thousand!"

"I told you I don’t want it! I find this money dirty!"

Crispy Skin irritatedly said, "Go ask Dumpling! Don’t ask me!"

Out of the twelve brothers, Dumpling was the first to quit the frontline. Not because there was something wrong with his character, but because he couldn’t hold up under the strain that the Special Service Section often faced against demons and evil spirits.

Knowledge carries contamination; indeed, money also severely corrupts human nature.

Since ancient times, money has enticed people. The brothers were all flesh and blood, accustomed to being inadequately clothed and fed, having lived enough poor days. It was difficult not to be moved by money.

The Shen Family’s money hit too accurately.

Their achievements and status today were no coincidence.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t even dare to imagine how his brothers would feel inside if he were to play the saint today, act high and mighty, and refuse to take any money.

"There’s nothing to be shy about; I’m not even sure how much money there is, and Youtiao doesn’t either. If anyone wants some, you can tell me privately, and it’ll come out of my share."

Before he finished speaking, Guozi said, "It’s pointless to talk about it in private. We’re damn close brothers who’ve been through life and death together; what can’t we say openly? I’ll set an example; I want five thousand!"

Wang Yunxiao exclaimed, "You just said you didn’t want any."

"It’s for Little Gourd’s dowry; put it on my account."

Guozi squinted at the others, "I’ve said my bit; are you guys going to speak up or not?"

Still, no one spoke.

Matuan laughed, "Guozi, you just said Crispy Skin wouldn’t understand a wife bought for three thousand, so in your eyes, can Little Gourd handle a guy for five thousand?"

The car filled with laughter, creating a lively atmosphere.

Guozi ignored him, turned his head to Wang Yunxiao, and said earnestly, "The brothers regard you as their leader, and following you through thick and thin with no second thoughts; don’t play these nasty tricks to test us. Whether or not to split the money, and how much, is still your call."

Wang Yunxiao smiled, "With this money, next semester we’ll probably see real meat dishes in the cafeteria."

"That definitely calls for some braised pork."

"The Shen Family is far more than just this bit of wealth; to them, this money might just be a drop in the bucket. Taking down the Shen Family, even if not every Tianmen person can eat meat, at least they could drink some meat soup."

"Then let’s screw them over!"