The American kill line? I, a demon hunter, don't eat beef.

Matthew rushed over and saw a group of people surrounding container number six.

They looked shocked and kept repeating things like, "This newcomer is so lucky."

This gave Matthew a bad feeling, so he used his hands to forcefully push through the crowd and get to the front.

Zhou Feng was standing next to a black tin box, holding a crowbar and chainsaw he had borrowed from the staff, gesturing as he spoke.

When Matthew saw the tin box clearly, he instantly regretted it.

FUCK!!!

That's clearly a safe!

At this moment, Zhou Feng gripped the chainsaw, his smile gradually turning sinister.

He cosplayed as the serial killer from Saw, holding a chainsaw and gradually approaching the center of the safe.

Buzz

With the help of a chainsaw, a piercing metallic cutting sound rang out, accompanied by sparks flying, and finally a small piece of the sturdy safety device was cut open.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Feng immediately replaced the chainsaw in his hand with a crowbar, inserted it into the safe, and then pressed it down with all his might.

With a loud bang, Zhou Feng finally pried open the box, revealing the treasured items inside—$3000 in cash and an expensive mechanical watch.

The crowd erupted in gasps once again.

"Oh my god! Lucky boy!"

"Damn it! This newbie got a huge windfall!"

"Hahaha, I'm so curious how Matthew feels right now, having just missed out on such a fortune."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Matthew with schadenfreude.

At this moment, Matthew ignored everyone's gaze. His eyes were red as he stared intently at Zhou Feng, his fists clenched tightly, like a maddened beast.

The thought that I not only missed out on container number six, but also spent 1,800 yuan to buy a pile of garbage made me very sad.

He was so angry he almost vomited blood.

It's all that damn Asian's fault!

If it weren't for him, container number six should have belonged to me!

It's all his fault!!

Thinking of this, Matthew's gaze toward Zhou Feng turned venomous, and he immediately turned and left.

after a while.

Zhou Feng finally finished taking inventory of all the items, keeping only the watch and cash.

As for the lawnmower and other miscellaneous items, they were sold directly to the auction company.

They have dedicated recycling channels, and although the price is slightly lower than the market price, it saves a lot of trouble.

We can't exactly make him push a lawnmower back home, can we?

After leaving the port, Zhou Feng did not rush back to Skid Row, but instead went to the [Goblin Shop].

Ding-a-ling~

The bell rang, and Zhou Feng pushed open the door and entered.

"Boss, I have a big order coming in!"

He was met with a barrage of insults from Winston.

"You despicable brat, get out! You're not welcome here!"

Zhou Feng chuckled twice, not caring about Winston's attitude.

Instead, he magically pulled the mechanical watch from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

He raised an eyebrow at Winston.

"See, boss? I wasn't lying to you. This is high-end stuff. If it weren't for our close friendship, I wouldn't bother selling it to just anyone."

Winston denied it with a dark expression.

"I don't think we have any real relationship whatsoever."

That being said...

He put on white gloves and began to carefully examine the mechanical watch.

Seeing this, Zhou Feng couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

So this old man is just a stubborn tsundere, all talk and no action?

Winston completed the test quickly.

He looked at Zhou Feng with suspicion.

"You despicable brat, tell me honestly, where did you steal this genuine watch from? If you turn yourself in now, you might get leniency."

As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to pick up the phone next to him.

Zhou Feng quickly grabbed Winston's hand, trying to stop him.

Unexpectedly, despite his frail appearance, the old man possessed astonishing strength.

Even with her 1.1-meter physique, she couldn't suppress him.

Zhou Feng quickly spoke up: "Boss, don't worry, it's like this..."

Five minutes later.

Zhou Feng recounted the entire process of his auction to Winston.

Winston then reluctantly abandoned the idea of ​​calling the police.

Zhou Feng breathed a sigh of relief, then lightly tapped the counter with his fingers.

"Boss, after listening to your story for so long, it's time for you to make an offer."

"I'm warning you, I know the market price perfectly well, so don't try to fool me like you did last time."

Winston was annoyed when Zhou Feng exposed his plan.

"You despicable brat! Do you think I'm like you? Making up baseless news to fool this old man!"

Seeing that he had been exposed, Zhou Feng scratched his head awkwardly and coughed lightly.

"Ahem, let's get down to business, boss. Give me a price."

Winston snorted coldly when he saw him change the subject.

"Twenty-three thousand US dollars, no bargaining."

"make a deal."

So, Zhou Feng, clutching a thick wad of US dollars, stormed out of the store.

From now on.

He, Zhou Feng, is no longer Zhou Feng, but Zhou Niu Gulu Feng, who is now carrying a huge sum of money.

At the same time, a system notification sound rang out.

[Congratulations to the Witcher for surpassing 20,000 gold coins in wealth for the first time, achieving the achievement "Rich and Powerful," and now the achievement reward is being distributed.]

[Reward 1: Title - Wealthy and Generous. When wearing this title, those around you with lower wealth will be impressed by your wealthy and generous aura, increasing their favorability, trust, obedience, and loyalty by 30%—in the world of Witcher, money makes the world go round.]

［奖励2：体质属性+0.2，传说级技能碎片+1（目前进度3/5）］

Zhou Feng's eyes lit up; he hadn't expected there to be a reward for this.

He opened the system interface and saw that a title column had been added next to his name column.

The four large, golden characters, "[Wealthy and Powerful]", lay there quietly.

"Wow~ the stats this title gives are a bit overpowered."

Zhou Feng looked at the long list of attribute boosts following the title.

Without thinking, he clicked to wear it, then used his peripheral vision to observe the changes in passersby.

Sure enough, after he put on the title, the three white girls next to him kept glancing at him intentionally or unintentionally, their eyes practically drooling.

There was even a man...

Tsk tsk, isn't this just a pure humanoid succubus?

Evening

Zhou Feng walked along the bustling city streets.

A gentle, salty sea breeze was blowing, and tall buildings stood in the distance, their neon lights reflecting off the landscape.

"America is truly half heaven and half hell."

Having spent so much time in Skid Row, Zhou Feng was somewhat unaccustomed to seeing such a prosperous side of Los Angeles after finally getting out.

At the same time, Zhou Feng also began to plan his future path.

I've always said I wanted to start a company and build my own empire; now it's time to get started.

Starting a company in Los Angeles is simply a matter of two steps.

1. Establish the company's business and development direction.

2. Recruit labor and build your own team.

Zhou Feng had already planned for the labor force, so he naturally chose the talent market—Skid Row, which was full of hidden talents.

If you spend some time choosing, you'll always find someone you're satisfied with.

However... the company's business direction posed a challenge for Zhou Feng.

There are three main difficulties facing him.

1. With limited funds, it is necessary to choose an industry with low costs and small upfront investment.

2. A tall tree catches the wind. The old powers in Los Angeles are deeply entrenched, and if a company has huge profits, it is bound to be hit by unexpected disasters.

3. It's the same old story: he's an unregistered resident, and this status restricts his ideas in too many ways.

There is only one industry that can simultaneously meet the following criteria: low cost, no fear of trouble, and a high degree of alignment with one's own capabilities: security company.

Low cost: No need to purchase other equipment, just pay employees' wages on time.

Security: Who would be stupid enough to blackmail a security company?

In conclusion, the outline of a company was becoming increasingly clear in his mind.

"Let's do it! Let's get security under control!"

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