The world of adults is very complex, because the smile you see on someone’s face is not necessarily a smile of genuine happiness.

Hypocrisy seems to have become the most unwelcome, yet unavoidable gift at everyone’s coming-of-age ceremony.

Lance was smiling, and so was President Peman. Both were mocking each other, but it was subtle, not so blatant.

The two soon started chatting as they walked and arrived at the parking lot. A luxury car, a bit longer than a normal car, was parked there.

There was another car in front, with three people inside, who should be bodyguards or similar roles.

A normal car only has front and back rows, while this car had front, middle, and back rows. The second and third rows were even facing each other, with a small movable table in the middle.

The benefits of money were on full display at this moment, ultimate enjoyment, ultimate happiness!

Lance had seen it before, priced at $37,500. This was probably the lifelong savings of many people who didn’t eat or drink.

Actually, speaking of which, this society is not very cruel. At least they can afford it if they don’t eat or drink for a lifetime.

The secretary had Mador put the money in the trunk. Originally, they didn’t want to give Mador a ride, but Lance said he was his personal bodyguard.

Peman, who had already agreed to give Lance a ride, waved his hand and let Mador get in the car, but in the passenger seat.

Lance, him, and his secretary sat in the back.

“Very comfortable seats,” Lance patted the sofa. President Peman also saw Lance’s $20,000 car. He was once again certain that Lance was a rich man.

He smiled, seemingly humble, but actually showing off, waving his hand, “It’s just for the convenience of work. Actually, I don’t like things that are too luxurious.”

This was a bit of an understatement, but Lance didn’t care. He wasn’t here to be a person today.

He smiled and nodded, then had Mador tell the driver how to go.

The car started quickly, and the two cars drove onto the highway one after the other.

President Peman was very talkative. Whether it was a little secret from the President’s office, a secret of the Gallic royal family, or interesting stories about the nobility, he always had them at his fingertips.

The two had a very congenial conversation along the way. As the car was about to enter the main road, they encountered a convoy of large trucks.

At this time, a truck suddenly changed lanes and almost hit President Peman’s luxury car.

The driver’s cursing voice was not loud, but Mador, sitting in the passenger seat, heard it all.

The car in front might have noticed something unusual, but the driver of the bodyguard car, through the rearview mirror, did not find anything unusual. He could still see President Peman’s car.

There was no place to park on the side of the road here. They planned to go ahead and park on the side of the road to get back on the road.

At this time, the driver of the car behind honked twice to express his strong dissatisfaction. Not only did the truck in front not give way, but the tailgate of its truck bed also suddenly fell down…

This description is actually not very accurate. It should be that one end of the flatbed directly landed on the ground, creating a ramp between the front of the truck and the ground.

President Peman’s driver watched all this happen with a dumbfounded expression, cursing the truck in front in his mind. If it had accidentally hit his car, wouldn’t his salary be deducted to death?

Just as the driver was about to stop, Mador took out a gun from his coat and pressed it against the driver’s head, “Drive up.”

The driver didn’t react at first. Not just him, but the two people behind him also didn’t react.

By the time President Peman and his secretary reacted, Lance had also taken out his gun and was looking at them with a smile, “Mr. Peman, I am a good person, but you’d better not challenge whether I will become a bad person!”

At this time, how could President Peman not know that this was a f—king trap!

He wanted to squeeze out a smile, but he really couldn’t, “Mr. White, I think there might be some misunderstanding between us.”

Lance did not interrupt him, which made him feel some hope. And at this time, after a brief acceleration, the car rushed directly onto the truck.

The truck’s canopy was covered by layers of rainproof cloth. Although there was light inside, it was not strong, just like his current mood, which was gloomy.

There were many other people in the car. They put away the flatbed, and the truck also began to accelerate.

In total, it was probably only one or two minutes. President Peman’s car had disappeared!

At this time, they had already left this not-so-easy-to-drive road. The bodyguard car had already stopped on the side of the road. They thought they would immediately see President Peman’s car.

But when the two trucks accelerated and left, they saw nothing!

The three of them looked at me, I looked at you. What the hell happened?

Such a large car, it was in their sight just a minute ago, and a minute later, it actually disappeared?

Everyone was driving forward all the way, whether it was them or the truck behind them, but what about President Peman’s car?

Where did it go?

While breaking out in a cold sweat, they turned around and tried to search, but it was impossible to find anything. This also made them realize that there was a big problem!

They immediately reported this matter to the company—they were not bodyguards of Basil Investment Bank, they were personnel of a security company, and President Peman had hired them.

When the company found out that they had lost President Peman, their first reaction was not to immediately tell Basil Investment Bank or call the police.

But to send people over to try to find the missing President Peman’s car on this section of the road. After all, losing such a big shot would be a fatal blow to the company!

Meanwhile, the situation in the truck had stabilized. With so many people in the truck, President Peman and his secretary also resigned themselves to their fate.

What was interesting was the driver. After getting on the truck, he had been closing his eyes and even covered his head with his clothes.

He kept saying things like “I didn’t see you, don’t kill me,” which was somewhat amusing.

In the back, Lance had already put away his gun. President Peman was still pretending to be calm, “Can I know what your purpose is in bringing us here?”

Lance nodded, “The money you scammed from those investors.”

The truck was heading towards the suburbs. The pedestrians on the road were getting fewer and fewer. President Peman’s car was too eye-catching, and it needed to be hidden for a while.

The bumps on the road also told them that they were moving away from the city, which made the two of them inevitably panic.

President Peman did not admit to Lance’s statement, “We have never scammed anyone. If you don’t believe us, you can go and ask those investors if they receive a rebate from us every month.”

“Just as we said in the contract we signed, we never delay the rebate. No one can honor the rebate more punctually than us!”

“Mr. White, I swear to God, we are not scammers!”

“You must have some misunderstanding about us!” As he spoke, he seemed to be getting a little emotional and wanted to stand up, but soon the dark muzzle of a gun made him sit back down, a bitter smile on his face.

Lance shook his head and said, “You use the investors’ principal to pay their rebates. If I’m not mistaken, the 25th, the last day, is the day you run away.”

President Peman looked at Lance in disbelief. His secretary also had an ugly look on his face.

The two seemed to want to say something, but they didn’t know what to say, or how to say it.

Lance’s crossed foot jiggled, “You have hurt the feelings of the people of Golden Port and also scammed their money. My request is simple: give me this money, and then I will give you a way out.”

“If you think I’m lying, or think… I can’t do it, we can give it a try.”

“Perhaps you are professional in scamming, but in prying open people’s mouths and dealing with corpses, I am a professional!”

“You may have heard the legend of Angel Lake. I don’t want you to become a part of the legend too!”

The speed of the truck had obviously slowed down and finally came to a slow stop, “We’re home, Mr. Peman, and this gentleman.”

Peman slowly got out of the car. He looked at Lance, his expression sorrowful, “If I don’t show up tonight, they might suspect something has happened to us, and might leave early…”

“My meaning is… can you let me make a phone call to them?”

He was still trying to struggle. Lance directly fired a shot, hitting him in the calf.

President Peman let out a scream of disbelief, both from himself and his secretary. He fell to the ground, clutching his leg and screaming.

This was the suburbs. His screams couldn’t travel far. Even if by a stroke of luck there was someone nearby, that person would only flee faster, not help him call the police or anything.

“Want another shot?” Lance asked. “If not, you’d better shut your dog mouth!”

The next second, President Peman shut his mouth, but his whole body was covered in sweat from the pain.

“Can you, help me stop the bleeding first?”

The bullet had actually passed through his calf, but seeing that he was willing to cooperate, Lance had someone help him treat the wound.

Then, supported by his secretary, he hopped into a house in a valley-like area in the suburbs.

“Mr. Peman, and this Mr. Secretary, I’ll reiterate my request again.”

“I only want money, not your lives. And you don’t have to think I’m being too excessive. We are all taking money that doesn’t belong to us, it’s just that maybe…”

He scratched his head, “My method doesn’t have much technical content, but I like its simplicity.”

“Mr. Peman, I don’t like to always repeat the same question. Are you ready?”

President Peman pleaded with a pale face, “I’m not the only one who has a say in this money. It’s our entire team that has a say. I alone can’t move that money at all!”

Lance looked at the secretary next to him, “And you?”

“Do you have anything you want to say?”

The secretary was silent for a moment, as if thinking. After about twenty or thirty seconds, he finally asked, “How much do you want?”

President Peman turned his head to look at him, as if asking, “Aren’t you going to hold out a little longer?”

And Lance said with a grin, “All of it!”