Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 324 Willy's Savings

Although the Zero Point Gang isn't a big name in the American underworld, Willie, as the second-in-command, has still amassed a considerable fortune.

He was curled up on the cold floor of the monitoring room, his Italian handmade leather shoes long gone, his custom-made suit wrinkled like dried pickled vegetables.

As Chang Ning approached step by step, his carefully styled slicked-back hair was soaked with cold sweat, strands of it sticking to his forehead.

"What...what do you want? If you want money, I have plenty here, please don't kill me!"

Willy's voice was choked with sobs; he had never felt the threat of death so acutely.

Because of his frequent contact with thugs and bandits, Vili was able to smell the unique odor emanating from Chang Ning, a mixture of blood and gunpowder.

That's the smell of veterans who have spent years wandering the battlefield.

Every time Chang Ning took a step closer to him, Vili felt as if an iron clamp was tightening around his stomach, and the fear made him feel like vomiting.

When those unremarkable, generic casual shoes, whose brand was impossible to discern, stopped in front of Willy, he suddenly felt a warm sensation in his groin.

The number two figure in the Zero Point Gang was currently squeezing his trembling legs tightly together.

Faced with the immense pressure from Chang Ning, Wei used his remaining rationality to try his best to retain even the slightest bit of dignity, fearing that he would embarrass himself in front of Chang Ning.

"Money? How much do you have?"

A glint of light flashed in Chang Ning's eyes; he did indeed urgently need money to purchase equipment.

"Ten...one hundred thousand dollars!"

When Vili saw that Chang Ning was interested in money, he cried out as if grasping at a straw, so nervous that he didn't even realize that his nails were digging deep into his palms.

As the second-in-command of the Zero Point Gang, he naturally knew the importance of money, and even more so, he knew that only by living could he have the opportunity to enjoy all of this.

"One hundred thousand?" Chang Ning suddenly chuckled, the chilling echo reverberating through the monitoring room.

He gently patted Willy's face, his smile gradually turning somewhat sinister.

One hundred thousand US dollars is indeed a considerable sum for him, but according to intelligence, the Zero Point Gang's annual net income is around one million US dollars. As the second-in-command of Zero Point, how could Vili only have that much money?
"Only 100,000? I advise you to confess honestly!" Chang Ning's voice was icy cold. He leaned down and stared into Vili's eyes, as if trying to see through his soul.

Vili trembled under Chang Ning's gaze. He insisted that he only had 100,000 US dollars, but his trembling tone and shifty eyes betrayed him.

Cold sweat dripped from his chin to the ground. Willy thought of the gold and dollars he had hidden in his office safe, but now it seemed that the money was about to become his death warrant.

Now, Vili is both afraid that Chang Ning will really kill him and heartbroken about the money he is about to lose.

"Where did you put the money?" Chang Ning straightened up, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"It's in my safe at home, the combination is 911911." Vili said this with a heavy heart. That was his hard-earned savings, and now he had to give it all away.

Looking at Vili, who was as thin as a sieve, Chang Ning was not interested in the man's psychological state. He only knew that some people would not behave unless some tricks were used.

Chang Ning then moved her wrist, and the bones cracked, a sound that was particularly clear in the silent monitoring room.

"It seems you won't tell the truth unless I use some tricks." Chang Ning's voice was like a summons from hell, making Vili's heart tremble with fear.

"Don't come any closer!!!" Vili screamed in terror, writhing desperately as he tried to escape the demon.

However, the monitoring room was too small, and he quickly retreated to a corner with nowhere to escape.

Chang Ning looked at Vili expressionlessly, his heart as still as a deep well.

Years of practical experience had hardened his resolve to the rock. He slowly raised his foot and stepped on Willy's neck.

"Please, please let me go!" Vili cried, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't understand what he had done to offend this scoundrel.

Chang Ning remained unmoved by Wei Li's pleas for mercy; he knew this kind of person all too well.

The intelligence clearly states that Vili is involved in gambling, prostitution, and drugs, and his hands are stained with the blood of innocent people.

Such a person doesn't deserve any sympathy.

"Think it over before you speak. If you still don't behave, I think you don't need to exist in this world anymore, so as not to waste air." Chang Ning's voice was not loud, but it was full of murderous intent.

He gradually increased the pressure on his feet, and Vili began to have difficulty breathing.

"I won't dare, I really won't dare. I just remembered, I still have some money in my office!" Willy felt like his neck was about to break, and he couldn't care less about anything else, so he could only tell the truth.

At this moment, Willie's will to survive prevailed over everything; as long as he was alive, he would earn that money back sooner or later.

But if he were to be killed by this nemesis who was stepping on him, then everything would truly be over.

Chang Ning released his foot, and Vili collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

His eyes darted around, avoiding Chang Ning's gaze. Although Chang Ning couldn't see Willy's expression, he could sense that there was some exaggeration in Willy's words; he just didn't know how much of it was true.

However, this does not affect Chang Ning's next move.

"Click~"

Chang Ning raised her foot again and stomped down hard.

This time, he broke Willy's neck.

Willy's eyes widened, filled with fear and resentment.

Until his death, he never understood what kind of being he had offended.

After much deliberation, Chang Ning concluded that $100,000 would be enough for him to live on for a while.

Whether there is money in the office or not is not important to him.

So he didn't want to waste any more time on Willy.

As for the funds in Willy's office, it's better to have them, but it's okay if we don't.

In short, Vili is no longer of any use to Chang Ning.

Villains who have no further use will naturally be sent to meet their beloved God.

Lying on the ground, devoid of any vital signs, Vili's dim eyes still held a trace of bewilderment.

He couldn't understand why Chang Ning wanted to kill him. Wasn't that guy only after money? He had clearly given the money to him.

After personally ending Vili's life, Chang Ning used cable ties to bind the hands and feet of the two unconscious security guards behind their backs. Only after doing this did he have time to straighten his clothes, which had been wrinkled from the fight.

Once outside the monitoring room, Chang Ning weaved through the crowd of people swaying to the loud music like a nimble fish.

Go up the stairs to the second floor and arrive at Willy's office—an office of about ten square meters.

Willie said he had some money stored in this office, and he was going to look for it. Anyway, no one had noticed that he was here to cause trouble for the Zero Point Gang, so he had plenty of time.

If Vili had deceived him, it wouldn't matter; Chang Ning wouldn't be so petty as to argue with a dead man.

But what if there's a reward?

Chang Ning pushed open the office door.

The moment Chang Ning darted into the office, she caught a whiff of something amiss.

Surprisingly, Willy, a notorious gangster with blood on his hands, had a faint smell of cigars mingling with the scent of leather sofas and the ink from old books in his office.

He was then drawn to a rectangular safe.

The safe, like a bronze tombstone, was embedded in the oak bookcase, surrounded by neatly stacked hardcover books.

Chang Ning's fingertips traced the gold-embossed spines of the books, and classic bestsellers such as "War and Peace" and "One Hundred Years of Solitude" seemed to gleam with the cold light of time in the shadows.

"That does seem to be true."

It's quite a contrast that the head of a gang secretly enjoys reading.

This scene was a stark contrast to Willy's disheveled appearance just moments before—who would have thought that the second-in-command of the Zero Point Gang was, in private, a pretentious hypocrite? "He certainly knows how to put on an act." Chang Ning tapped the safe door with his finger, the heavy metal making a dull thud.

According to the intelligence reports, Vili was a ruthless executioner.

Aside from a very few psychologically twisted perverts who find pleasure in killing, most people will experience immense psychological stress from killing over time.

To relieve this stress, these people often have all sorts of quirks.

Common examples include engaging in pornography, smoking weed, and spending money recklessly.

Someone like Vili is truly a rare and eccentric individual.

However, such lifestyle habits cannot conceal the fact that he is a gangster executioner with blood on his hands.

"Let me see what's inside."

This isn't a safe; it's clearly green banknotes that smell of ink!

Of course, this is all predicated on Chang Ning being able to open the safe.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be able to open this seemingly high-end and sturdy iron cabinet without professional equipment at hand.

"Should I just move this thing away?"

Chang Ning stroked his chin, pondering how to quietly remove the safe.

Given his physical condition, moving this safe would be quite easy for him.

The question is whether it's worth it for him to do it.

Chang Ning hadn't forgotten his purpose for being here tonight. Besides, the fact that the gang's second-in-command had been missing for too long would definitely alert the Zero Point Gang.

He cannot allow the mission to be disrupted by short-sighted actions.

However, we can try to crack the safe's combination before the entire Yamashita gang reacts at midnight.

Fortunately, the information broker was reliable and provided him with very detailed information.

This intelligence report contains detailed information about the alcoholic Donnie and Vili.

The Zero Point Gang is relatively small, and there are only two people in the entire gang who can make decisions.

Therefore, the information about these two individuals in the intelligence is extremely detailed.

First, Chang Ning started by trying to find the birthdays of Wei Li and his family.

None of the results were correct.

Then he started trying the Willys family's phone number, cell phone number, mailbox number, and house number.

But the result was still unsatisfactory.

"It seems the things in the safe are not meant for me."

Chang Ning sat by a pile of books, leaning against a rather heavy safe, her face showing frustration.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable having a huge sum of money right in front of them but not being able to touch it.

Chang Ning is just an ordinary person with a bottom line above average, so he naturally takes whatever dirty money he can get.

Besides, he's not just spending the money on himself; he's going to use it to buy equipment.

Foreign equipment is expensive, especially auxiliary equipment such as helmets, bulletproof vests, and night vision goggles.

"Perhaps I can try that string of numbers."

Chang Ning remembered the string of numbers that Vili had told him before he died.

"911911."

He muttered to himself while his fingers tapped the buttons.

With a "beep," the green light on the safe lit up.

Then, with a "click," the safe door opened automatically.

"Hey!

Become!

Surprisingly, the combination to the safe in Willy's office was the same as the one at home.

Chang Ning shook off her earlier dejection and her face was radiant again.

The moment the safe popped open, several stacks of US dollars were scattered inside the small safe, which I estimated to be around fifty or sixty thousand.

But what Chang Ning saw next made her gasp. The gold bars glowed warmly under the LED light strip, and there were a total of twenty of them, each weighing one ounce.

The gold bars pressed down on the US dollars at the bottom, causing them to curl up into a ball. The ink scent of the latest hundred-dollar bills mixed with cigar stains fermented in the enclosed space into a kind of sinful fragrance.

Chang Ning ran her fingertips over the laser anti-counterfeiting lines on the edge of the gold bar, and the maple leaf anti-counterfeiting mark of the Royal Canadian Mint was slightly raised under touch.

The coolness of the metal seeped into his veins along his fingerprints. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing. Chang Ning suddenly chuckled. That old fox, Vili, even hiding stolen goods is done like an art exhibition.

"Now I can buy a lot of luxury equipment, such as that third-generation ceramic bulletproof plate and the latest version of the Kevlar helmet."

So this is what it feels like to be rich?

Chang Ning, who used to be so frugal that she would try to make every penny count as two, felt her empty wallet bulge rapidly at a visible speed after seeing the gold.

In an instant, several fully equipped items flashed before Chang Ning's eyes. Now he could easily take them all with a wave of his hand!
With gold and dollars right in front of him, but lacking any containers to hold them, Chang Ning could only sigh longingly at the sight of the "gold."

One last look at the valuables inside the safe; the gold bars gleamed with an alluring golden light in the enclosed space.

"Oh well, there's no rush."

"Babies, wait for me a bit. I'll come pick you up after I've finished cooking for Donnie."

Chang Ning closed the safe with great determination, returning to the state he was in when he was on a mission.

In this state, gold could not shake his resolve in the slightest.

The second floor of the bar not only houses Willie's office, but also Donnie's private bedroom.

After finishing his conversation with the gang's second-in-command, Donnie found himself in his private bedroom overwhelmed by the mental shock of sex and DP.

He was unaware that death was silently approaching, and his life was already on a countdown.

"It should be here."

Chang Ning first looked at the light above her head, then counted the floorboards to confirm that the "wall" in front of her was behind Donnie's bedroom.

"Dong~dong~"

The so-called wall is hollow.

There's a specific way to knock on doors; if the number of knocks doesn't match the code, an alarm will sound in the corridor.

Meanwhile, machine guns hidden in the surrounding walls would fire a barrage of bullets at the intruders, enough to tear them to shreds.

The number of knocks was hidden in the electronic clock hanging in the hallway.

It was 2 a.m., so Chang Ning knocked on the door twice.

"Click~"

The door opened.