Years: Salted fish life since going to the countryside.

Chapter 1685 Extreme Operation
As Han Li left the coffee shop and walked towards the hotel's private passage, he appeared to be reading a newspaper as he walked, just like some other people.

In fact, Han Li had already mustered his mental strength the moment he stepped out of the coffee shop, but since this was the first time he had used his cheat ability to capture mobile supplies, he was still a little nervous.

At the same time, Han Li made a final calculation in his mind. If he wanted to plunder all the banknotes on the armored truck without alerting the armed escorts, he could not touch the boxes containing the money; he could only take the "charity offerings" inside.

(Almsgiving: This is a term used by monks to solicit money from individuals or groups. The money put into the donation box when burning incense at a temple is called incense money.)
Getting back to the main point, this operation is extremely difficult, hundreds of times more difficult than simply removing the box.
What the eyes see, the hands may not be able to grasp; what the mind can capture, may not be able to take away entirely during this brief opportunity.

But Han Li had no choice but to do this. If those boxes disappeared in front of the escorts, no one knew what would happen next.

Han Li would never overestimate the humanity of foreigners, nor would he underestimate the strength of foreign conglomerates or the intensity of their post-incident investigations.

Therefore, this matter must be handled discreetly, at the very least, it cannot be exposed on the spot.

As for what happens when the armored truck returns to the vault, that's none of Han Li's business. Even if the boss kills all the foreign guards who are escorting the truck, it's just dogs fighting each other.

What Han Li needs to do now is to seize the opportunity when the armored truck exits through the hotel's private passage and turns onto the highway, where it slows down to achieve his goal.

At the same time, Han Li was also thinking, if one day he could capture the trajectory of a bullet, would he be considered invincible?

However, Han Li immediately dismissed the thought, since even the worst pistol bullets had a velocity of over 350 meters per second.

His mental energy range is currently only 18.61 meters. To try to collect a Mach 1.31 bullet into the decomposition space in a fraction of a second is simply a pipe dream.

Let alone Han Li being just an ordinary person who is currently expected to break through to the high level of Dark Force, even the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators in cultivation novels might not be able to react in time.

Not to mention that there are rifle bullets, sniper bullets, armor-piercing bullets, medium- and high-speed rockets, and missiles in this world with even faster rates of fire. These are powerful weapons with speeds of Mach 2 or 3, and satellites and radars with low accuracy cannot detect their trajectories.

Han Li felt he must be crazy to have such a thought. Did he really think the title of "weapon that equalizes all beings" was given out of thin air?

He wasn't the protagonist in those novels, the crooked-mouthed dragon king who could defy the heavens, the earth, and even the air, catch bullets with his bare hands, treat missiles as nothing, and commit crimes in the street and in public without anyone being able to catch him.

While complaining, Han Li mentally calculated the time and took steps forward.

Just as Han Li arrived at the hotel's special access passage, the armored truck came out from inside.

After the armored truck entered the range of his mental energy, Han Li fully activated his mental energy during the time the vehicle turned and slowed down.

Finally, before the armored truck left the range of his mental energy, he collected all the "charity donations" contributed by the owners of most of the hotels and casinos in Las Vegas yesterday into his decomposition space.

This extreme, rapid maneuver caused Han Li's temples to throb, and that familiar, splitting headache followed.

Fortunately, the situation wasn't too serious this time. Han Li had gone through similar trials several times before. He simply tapped the Fengchi acupoint on the back of his head a few times with his index finger to relieve the headache, and his steps forward didn't falter at all.

Han Li didn't have time to take stock of his gains at this moment. After moving a distance from where he stood, he waved to stop a taxi, got in, and spoke directly to the driver.

Mikaran International Airport.

After Han Li finished speaking, he put down the newspaper, closed his eyes, and began to tap and rub the acupoints on his head that could relieve his headache. The driver wasn't surprised at all by Han Li's behavior, because in Las Vegas, there was no shortage of people who were full of energy and didn't seem to notice the passage of time while in the casino, but came out with a splitting headache, as if they had lost all hope.

After arriving at the airport, Han Li bought a ticket for the earliest possible flight to Florida.

When Han Li bought his ticket, he only wanted to get to the first-class lounge to rest as soon as possible; he didn't choose a city to land in.
However, when Han Li got the ticket and walked towards the lounge, he realized that it was a ticket for a flight to Miami.

It's important to understand that Miami is currently very prosperous, with no shortage of skyscrapers, estates, mansions, and villas.

In fact, Miami at that time was very chaotic. Apart from a few wealthy areas, the security situation in other places was hard to describe.

Well, to describe Miami in this era as "shooting up America and being happy every day" is really not enough.

It's fair to say that Miami was in a state of chaos during this period. In severe cases, many bodies could be dumped into the sewers and the sea in a single day.

The reason for this is that Miami's unique geographical location has made it a transit point for drugs entering the United States since the 1970s.

Han Li had just read a report in the newspaper a few days ago that after entering the 1980s, the Miami area concentrated 70 percent of America's cocaine, 70 percent of its leaves, 80 percent of its flour, and 90 percent of its benzodiazepines trade.

These items, once they land in Miami, will soon be transported throughout the United States.

The existence of these illegal transactions has effectively turned Miami into a huge money laundering hub.

One of the best ways to launder money in this era is to invest it in real estate.

This would not only allow criminals to own their own property and land, but also win the favor of the local government.

Because of this, from the 1970s to the present, those "criminals" and money launderers have built a large number of luxury hotels, high-end apartments, lavish nightclubs, estates, villas, and skyscrapers in Miami.

Miami has become a famous city in the United States, and its bustling scene and upscale, luxurious shopping venues have attracted waves of people to the city.

During this period, a businessman even gifted one of his rather luxurious estates to the Presidential Palace of the United States, which subsequently became the President's winter residence.

Because the maintenance costs were too high, the president's winter residence was returned to the businessman in 80.

In 85, the estate was acquired by Trump, who wanted to bask in the presidential glow, and renamed Seahu Estate.

To be fair, this young Trump really did catch some of the president's air about him.

Although Trump started planning as early as 87 and finally succeeded in 2017, he was ousted after only one term.

Years later, he climbed to the top again, and through his various shrewd maneuvers, he successfully earned the title of "Tax King".

Getting back to the point, Han Li glanced at the plane ticket in his hand, muttered a few complaints in his mind, and then went to the VIP waiting room to rest.

(End of this chapter)