Chapter 0008 Money, Money, Money

The room was dark and gloomy, and Zhou Qingfeng did not dare to turn on the light. He used Lena's phone as a flashlight to illuminate the space, and after getting a clear view of the room's layout, he tried hard to recall the scenes he had seen in the movies.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Zhou Qingfeng was almost ready to cheer. Thanks to the good habits of the Potaski brothers, who had saved a large sum of cash for various black market transactions, all of it now benefited Zhou Qingfeng.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng actually left her and walked away with that prostitute, Anji became even more furious. She took a hard swig of whiskey, coughing violently from the strong liquor. Next to her, Cooper immediately signaled the bartender at the bar to prepare a stronger drink for the girl.

A large roll amounts to ten thousand US dollars, while a small roll is also worth one thousand. Zhou Qingfeng felt around a dozen times before emptying the safe. Roughly calculated, there was about seventy to eighty thousand in cash inside

He wants to play some novel games and is going to Room 8. Laina continued to pull Zhou Qingfeng's hand as they moved deeper into the corridor. Room 8 is a space for BDSM games, equipped with special props that are favored by certain fetishists.

Zhou Qingfeng indeed had no time to waste on persuasion and entanglement, so he could only set aside the matter of Anji for the moment and turned to Lena, saying: "Let's go, we will be quick in our return"

When Lena received the twenty thousand dollars, she joyfully kissed the green bills repeatedly, whispering, "I love Franklin, I am in love with Franklin." And when she saw what Zhou Qingfeng handed over next, she was so astonished that she was left speechless.

The Colt M1911A1, a classic firearm designed by the master gunsmith Browning over a century ago. Due to its large caliber and great power, the Chinese referred to it as 'Big Eye Gun' during the War of Resistance. Although the U.S. military has begun experimental outfitting with electromagnetic firearms, gunpowder weapons remain quite popular.

Zhou Qingfeng temporarily left Anji behind and followed Lena down to the second underground level. This level was devoid of the loud music, yet the shouts and screams from the casino still made one's ears ache.

While Zhou Qingfeng was prying, Lena was responsible for shouting loudly to cover the noise he made while working. Watching Zhou Qingfeng easily pry open the wooden wall, she joyfully bounced on the bed, shouting even louder.

As Lena screamed, she clapped her hands incessantly, the sound resembling that of a whip cracking, yet in reality, she was experiencing a rare sense of joy. Watching Zhou Qingfeng break a large hole in the wooden wall in less than a minute, she shouted while occasionally whispering, "Hurry up, hurry up, this is amazing!"

Upon opening the wall panel, everything was exactly as depicted in the movie; inside was a safe. To unlock this safe, David Lawrence had even interrogated the Potaski brothers. Zhou Qingfeng clearly remembered the password; after opening the safe, he reached in and the first thing he pulled out was not money, but a handgun

Lena took a deep breath, opened the door, and shouted at the Jamaican thug outside: "Hey! Come over here for a moment. This guy seems a bit off, you should take a look at him."

"Very well, take it easy, go call the idiot outside in!" Zhou Qingfeng drew a pistol from his waist, pulled the slide back to chamber a round, disengaged the safety, and then walked to the door and nodded slightly.

In ordinary American family homes, wooden boards are widely used as building materials, making construction and demolition easy. After breaking through two layers of wooden boards, Zhou Qingfeng slightly shifted his body and then slipped into the adjacent room

Putting the money into a small bag, Zhou Qingfeng turned and left, returning to Room 8 through the large hole. Lena was still shouting with all her might at this moment, and upon seeing the smile on Zhou Qingfeng's face, she also smiled back with great anticipation.

Upon hearing that Zhou Qingfeng wanted to play a BDSM game, the lean Jamaican thug couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, teasingly saying: "You better not kill this bitch while playing, or our boss will be very angry."

The Colt M1911A1 was somewhat heavy. Zhou Qingfeng inserted it into his belt and then fished out a magazine and a box of .45 caliber bullets from the canister. The last item he retrieved was a roll of cash.

"Yes, yes, we must leave immediately," Lena said excitedly as she packed the money and passport into her small bag. After wiping her tears and tidying up her appearance and clothing, she asked, "How do I look?"

When David Lawrence came to trouble the Potaski brothers, he barged in directly with a handgun. However, Zhou Qingfeng did not possess such capability; he was even unable to unlock the door to the Potaski brothers' room.

In the corridor, there is a bouncer specifically responsible for overseeing the prostitutes at the bar, a lean Jamaican man. He is leaning against the wall, yawning out of boredom, and upon seeing Zhou Qingfeng walk in, he smirks and says: "Room 6 is available, you can go have some fun there"

Ha ha ha ... ... ! With this sum of money, Zhou Qingfeng can confidently implement his plan, which will greatly enhance his survival capability in the face of the impending catastrophe

Upon entering the room, Lena also changed her previously disheveled demeanor. She quickly ran to the bedside and said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Come, move the bed aside"

Oh, God! Please do not do this

"Rest assured." Zhou Qingfeng, with a nonchalant tone, led Lena into Room 8, closed the door behind them, and locked it.

When one fails to act decisively, one will inevitably suffer the consequences of chaos

"This is ... ... my passport." Lena took the passport, and after opening it, tears fell uncontrollably. She looked up at Zhou Qingfeng and immediately threw herself into a tight embrace, saying, "Thank you, thank you, you saved my life. You can never understand how much I wanted to escape from here. With this passport, I can go home."

Ah... please do not punish me any longer

Lena is Bulgarian and was smuggled into the United States by a human trafficker. Her passport has been kept hidden by the Potaski brothers, which has left her completely without identity. Even if she wanted to go home, it would be futile, and she can only live a life shrouded in darkness.

There are also some other girls here; perhaps you can return them to their owners. Alright, don't be too happy. We still need to escape first. Our plan has not yet been completely successful

You are my master, and I will obey you forever

Zhou Qingfeng pushed the bed that was blocking the wall aside, took out a crowbar from his clothes, and thrust it against the wooden wall with a loud thud. The crowbar penetrated into the gap of the wooden board, and with a strong pry, he pulled out the wooden board along with the iron nails.

The rooms of the bar bouncers and those of the prostitutes conducting business are located along the same corridor. Zhou Qingfeng entered with Lena by his side and immediately noticed that many rooms were engaged in flesh trade, with numerous individuals not bothering to close their doors, reveling in being watched.

Having money in hand brings a sense of calmness to the heart

However, if the door lock cannot be opened, there are other methods. The rooms in this underground speakeasy are simply separated by wooden boards. Room 8 is adjacent to the room of the Potaski brothers, and as long as the wooden wall can be dismantled, one can enter directly.

It should be behind a wooden wall, easily accessible. Zhou Qingfeng approached a wardrobe, exerting force to move the heavy wooden wardrobe aside, revealing a clearly patterned movable wall panel behind it

"This is your twenty thousand, thank you for your help." Zhou Qingfeng handed two large rolls of US dollars to Lena, "Also, I found this inside, you might need it."