Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

The flashlight beam, after entering the treasure vault, was not swallowed by the darkness; instead, it was reflected back countless times.

The sight before them in the treasure vault made them gasp in astonishment, almost speechless.

Money! It's all money!
The so-called treasure trove was almost a small square, with flat square bricks paving the ground and extending in all directions. A large part of the dazzling light just now came from the gold bars on the walls.

The gold bars were piled up on a row of shelves made of thick wood, each layer densely packed and tightly stacked, so neat it was suffocating.

They shone with a cold, heavy light under the flashlight.

Immediately following was a flash of silver light that illuminated the entire warehouse, right in front of the gold bar shelves, where a massive amount of silver dollars were piled up.

These silver dollars were not neatly arranged, but were roughly dumped into large wooden boxes that were about half a person's height.

Many boxes were overflowing, and thousands of dollars were scattered across most of the ground like free pebbles, forming a thick "silver carpet."

The flashlight beam shone, and countless silvery spots swayed in the light, making people dizzy. The air was filled with the unmistakable smell of money.

After a short while, everyone's eyes adjusted to the bright light of the gold and silver, and more of the treasure vault came into view.

Several half-person-high gilded Buddha statues, and shelves in the corner filled with jade artifacts, including white jade ruyi, jadeite cabbage, and green jade mountain... The warm luster did not stand out under the dazzling gold and silver luster.

On the wall hung several beautiful brocades and ancient paintings. None of the people were interested in antiques and could not recognize the origin of the paintings, but just from the fact that the scrolls were made of ivory or white jade, they knew that these items were very valuable.

Not only that, but on a shelf in the corner, there were also various gemstones: pigeon blood red, emerald, cat's eye... They were like frozen rainbows, shimmering with alluring brilliance under the flashlight beam.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene. Even though they had investigated Liu Cai's assets before setting off and had a general idea of ​​how much money he had, they were still deeply shocked by the sight of so much real money laid out before them.

There were far too many, far beyond their imagination.

As the group entered the treasure vault, the "silver carpet" on the ground immediately produced a series of "clattering" metallic scraping sounds, which were quite oppressive!

Lu Ci bent down and grabbed a handful of silver dollars, watching them slip through his fingers like water without expression: "What a landlord! He really made his fortune by exploiting the land. No wonder Senior Brother Zhang wanted to take him down!"

Master Tang Jiaren maintained his smiling expression, but for a moment his cloudy, lifeless eyes flickered, and he coldly uttered two words: "A sin!"

Behind these two simple words lies a complex feeling of being terrified even when one is used to seeing death and death.

Xu Xin instinctively covered his mouth, his eyes filled with horror. Although he was young, he had carried out many dangerous missions, but he had never been so shocked by a scene that was not a life-or-death crisis, but one that was even more shocking to his soul.

Even Yang Lie was astonished. His family was one of the wealthiest in Tongxian County, Chongqing, but compared to this man, they were nothing. Moreover, this was only what Liu Cai had in the basement; he also had many other properties and assets in the bank.

However, there were a few extraordinary people in the escort team who came from poor families and had never seen much money. They were already shocked when they went to collect the money earlier, and now, seeing this scene, their legs went weak and their eyes were dazzled by the glittering gold and silver.

Lu Ci said, "When the master drove his family crazy before, I thought he went a bit too far. After all, I promised Liu Mang that I wouldn't kill them. Cutting off a hand and a leg would have been enough. But now that I see it, it was still too lenient."

Hearing this, everyone looked at him speechlessly, especially Liu Mang's personal guards, who couldn't help but complain in their hearts. They had just heard Lü Ci say that the master had gone too far and thought he was a good person, but now he wanted to cut off one of his hands and one foot. In this day and age, if you have no property and no hands and feet, you might as well be dead!
“I also think that professional matters should be handled by professionals!” Yu Huizhong said, “Sir, please let me handle such matters in the future.”

Tang Jiaren glanced at Yu Huizhong but didn't say anything. Although he had made Liu Cai's family mentally impaired, he had done it cleanly and efficiently, which was in line with what he had discussed with Liu Mang. If Yu Huizhong had come, it would have been considered deliberate torture, and he would have been somewhat in the wrong.

As assassins from the Tang Clan, it didn't matter if they were in the wrong when facing a warlord who wasn't exactly a saint. But what if Liu Mang used this as an excuse to demand more money?
He is an absolutely rational person and would not let trivial matters affect his business profits.

Tang Jiaren said, "Instead of worrying about these things, we should worry about how to take so much stuff with us. A few years ago, during the war between the two Lius, when Liu Cai was forced to leave Yicheng, he took 4,500 boxes of treasure with him in 20 ships. Most of it should be here."

“I brought a food pouch, but it might not be big enough to hold it all!” Lu Ci said.

“We don’t have any of that stuff!” Liu Mang’s confidant glanced at the team members, who were covered in packages, and said, “We can’t carry too much. Each person can only carry one or two more bags at most. Any more and we won’t be able to fight.”

“You guys are really something!” Lu Ci said, “I know that Senior Brother Zhang has a large spatial device, which was given to him by a British wizard. It can definitely hold all of these. Should we ask Senior Brother Zhang for help again?”

"No!" Tang Jiaren waved his hand and said, "One operation, two requests for help, we can't afford to lose face. During the operation, the sect leader gave me a Devouring Pouch, and I have another one in my personal possession. With three Devouring Pouches and a few more on my back, I should be able to take them all with me!"

"Then let's do as the master says!" Lu Ci said. If he could, he didn't want to trouble Senior Brother Zhang for such a small matter.

Afterwards, everyone began to move the treasure. Because the space in the treasure pouch was limited, they could not absorb it all at once. They had to organize it first and reuse the space.

While they were packing up, they found a secure safe with a combination lock. A member of the mission tried to break it open several times but failed.

"Get out of the way and let me come!"

Lu Ci walked over with the Dongfeng Greatsword in hand. With a flash of sword light, the incredibly sturdy safe was easily cleaved open, revealing bundles of land deeds and IOUs wrapped in oiled paper.

Lu Ci picked up a few bills and looked at them: "Can we take these with us to collect debts?"

“If Young Master Lü has the refined taste, he may wish to give it a try!” Xu Xin said.

"Then forget it!" Lü Ci casually threw these things down. The land deeds in the safe didn't record how many acres of land there were, but rather the blood and flesh of countless tenants and farmers.

"Everyone hurry up! Warlords should be arriving with their men soon. Although this is Liu Mang's territory, he didn't give them any notice before the operation. If things really start, they won't hold back!"

On the other side, Rongcheng's response was actually quite swift. The army had arrived near the Liu family manor quite early, and even the guards who had been lured away by Lü Ci to provide cover had rushed back to the scene.

But before they even reached the Liu family manor, they ran into the guards who were fleeing the manor in a panic. They learned some information about the situation inside the manor from the guards and then decided to turn back.

"Hey boss, these bandits named Zhang Mazi seem pretty tough. Should we go for them?" a soldier asked.

The officer immediately retorted irritably, "Go to hell! There are over three thousand men stationed at Master Liu's manor. Even after some were lured away, there are still over a thousand of them."

"These Japanese have over a thousand men, guns and cannons, better equipment than us, and even bunkers. How could they be breached and suffer such a crushing defeat? Are we just going to rush up there and be asking for death?"

The adjutant chimed in, "That's right, that's right. I just heard that the ones attacking the manor are paper figures. Damn, that sounds really weird. How are they going to attack? I guess it's because Master Liu has done too many wicked things that he's attracted so many evil spirits. This is his business, so we shouldn't get involved."

The officer nodded and said, "That makes sense. We'll fire a few shots at the manor as a token gesture."

The other soldiers thought the same way; after all, they only earned a few dollars a month, why risk their lives?

Therefore, even after Zhang Mazi and his men had finished packing up the money shop, no reinforcements arrived at the entire manor.

The three sacs were filled to the brim. The ones that couldn't fit inside were put in large woven bags, which they carried on their shoulders as they emerged from the other side of the tunnel.

Another tunnel is located in a very dense forest. Beyond the forest is a three-way road that leads to various destinations.

"This old guy was quite thoughtful when he built this tunnel. The exit is located in the dense forest, making it difficult to be discovered. Not long after you walk, there's a fork in the road. Even if someone discovers his whereabouts later, it will be difficult to determine which road he took," Xu Xin said.

"What's the use of that? Intrigues and schemes are no match for extraordinary abilities!" Lü Ci laughed.

"This place is the territory of the Qingcheng Sect and the Yuanhuang Sect. It is not advisable to stay here for long. Put on the talisman and return to Yucheng immediately!" the master said.

To avoid revealing their whereabouts, they came here without traveling by car or horse, using Zhang Zhiwei's Swift-Moving Armor. Now that they are going back, they will naturally use the same armor.

The group of people affixed talismans to their legs, and even though they were carrying heavy loads, they still moved like the wind.

However, when Lü Ci was on his way, he remembered Master Zhang's talisman horse, which they had relied on back in the Northeast.

This item is as fast as the Divine Horse, but it is not as agile as the Divine Horse when tied to the legs. However, you don't have to run on your own. Most importantly, if you encounter a situation where you can't carry everything, you can use the Divine Horse to carry the goods.

The distance between Chongqing and Chengdu is about 200 kilometers. With the ability of the "Divine Speed ​​Horse" to travel a thousand miles a day and not be picky about terrain, it can be reached in half a day.

By the time the sects around Chengdu, such as the Qingcheng Sect and the Emei Sect, received the news and arrived at the Liu Family Manor, Zhang Mazi and his men had already returned to Chongqing.

Upon learning that the action team had returned, Liu Mang hurriedly led his men to greet them. After all, they had robbed the money of his beloved relatives, friends, and brothers, and he owned 70% of it, so he naturally had to count it carefully.

Zhang Zhiwei ignored the matter, but Wang Ai had already rushed over.

Besides, the Tang Clan's patriarch is there, sporting a Shelby hairstyle and always dressed in custom-made suits, looking like a mafia boss. He's clearly a "respectable person," and a "respectable person" wouldn't let himself be taken advantage of.

He continued to oversee things at the construction site, occasionally practicing his cultivation, occasionally helping out, occasionally chatting with everyone, and occasionally channeling the primordial energy of heaven and earth to help everyone recover quickly...

The division of the spoils was quickly settled. Before the robbery, they estimated that Liu Caiyou had about 15 million silver dollars, which was equivalent to about 3 million US dollars. However, the actual gains far exceeded their expectations, with gold and silver alone totaling 3.6 million US dollars.

Because they robbed Liu Mang's beloved relatives, friends, and brothers, Liu Mang took 70%, receiving 2.5 million knives. Zhang Zhiwei received 1.1 million knives, and Wang Ai originally intended to give 100,000 knives to the Tang Clan.

But the master refused, saying that he was a businessman who valued fairness and would not engage in dishonest business. He said those people's lives were cheap and not worth 100,000 dollars. He would give each person a few dozen dollars as a reward for their trouble.

Since the big boss had said so, Wang Ai naturally didn't insist. She just felt that the Tang Clan was generous and that they could deepen their cooperation in the future.

After the gold and silver jewelry were distributed, some antiques, calligraphy and paintings and other precious collectibles remained.

As the saying goes, antiques are valued in prosperous times, and gold is valued in chaotic times. In the current state of war and turmoil, not many people have spare money to play with these things, so they are not easy to liquidate. As for their specific value, everyone says they are priceless, but no one has a certain number of questions about how much they can actually sell for. It all depends on who the buyer is.

For example, Liu Mang wasn't very interested in these things. When Wang Ai asked him to discuss how to divide them, he waved his hand and said bluntly that collecting such a bunch of junk was simply a waste of time. He even asked Wang Ai if he wanted them. If not, he would hang them on the wall of the provincial academy. The academy had been built for more than three years and was still dilapidated. He would put up some artwork to create a better atmosphere.

The provincial college that Liu Mang mentioned is not well-known at the time, and few people would recognize it. However, it was later renamed Southwest University and became a 211 university.

In addition to the provincial college, Liu Mang also founded Chongqing University, a 985 university, and several industrial colleges.

Liu Mang was willing to let these antique paintings and calligraphy hang in the academy, but Wang Ai was reluctant. These were all money; if he managed to sell them, he could build several more schools. So he asked Liu Mang for them.

After everything was divided and the money was in his pocket, Liu Mang remembered to ask about his fifth uncle's family.

The old man told him that his life was not in danger, but he had gone mad from the sudden loss of so much money!
"He's gone mad! He's gone mad..." Liu Mang muttered these words to himself several times. His relationship with his fifth uncle was not good. When he fought with his youngest uncle, his fifth uncle did not try to make peace and even sent people to assassinate him. Hearing that he had gone mad, he was not really affected.

"So what if he's crazy? Perfect, I'll take him in and get others to donate money to avenge him!" (End of Chapter)