Chapter 35

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"Everything is ready - all I need is an east wind!"

"And now, I just wait for the good news that Tony has been kidnapped!"

After taking care of selling his house, Zhou Cheng's entire mood improved significantly.

This investment was massive; he had gambled his entire net worth on it.

But he couldn't help it, it was a sure win!

Shedding the identity of a loser and becoming rich - well, becoming rich might be a stretch.

But at least achieving financial freedom was definitely possible.

For Zhou Cheng, this was an immense step forward.

For a long time to come, he could enjoy his life comfortably without running around for a few silver coins.

"Let's tidy up the room!"

After returning home, Zhou Cheng got busy.

He started to clean and organize his "nerd room."

Every nerd who lives alone knows what their room is typically like; it definitely needed a good tidying up.

Moreover, the real estate agent had already told Zhou Cheng that he would bring a client to view the house in the afternoon.

With the agent being so proactive, Zhou Cheng naturally had to put in some effort, right?

So, for the next couple of hours, Zhou Cheng got to experience what it was like to be a housekeeper.

 Although he got a bit grimy, looking at his room's transformation, Zhou Cheng's mood was quite uplifted.

After a quick shower and changing his clothes, Zhou Cheng started comfortably watching TV on the couch.

Waiting for the arrival of the first client.

Ding dong!

Just one and a half episodes into an American TV series, there was a knock at the door.

"Coming!"

Zhou Cheng's spirit perked up a bit. He switched off the TV with a click and quickly went to open the door in his slippers.

However, the face that appeared at the door left Zhou Cheng slightly stunned.

The visitor was not his real estate agent, but another familiar face.

It was the cheeky one, Wade Wilson.

???

What are you doing here again?

"What's with that expression?"

"Too thrilled to see me that you even forgot to invite me in?"

"But no matter, I forgive you."

Wade Wilson never stood on ceremony with Zhou Cheng.

After excusing himself, he slipped into the house.

"Wow, a brand-new look."

Wade Wilson noticed the changes in the room and marveled, "This isn't how a bachelor's room should look."

"Get to the point if you have something to say."

Zhou Cheng couldn't be bothered to play host to Wade Wilson and sat down on the sofa, casually talking to him.

"I just broke a sweat for you, and this is how you repay me?"

"Buddy, that's cold-hearted."

Wade Wilson babbled on again.

After a lot of fuss, he pulled out a camera and placed it in front of Zhou Cheng.

He pressed a few buttons on it.

An image of an old man, stripped of clothes, hands and feet bound, his body covered in bruises, suddenly appeared before Zhou Cheng.

It was none other than that idiotic former boss, Smith.

At this moment, Smith was devoid of his previous charismatic appearance and looked extremely wretched.

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but shake his head and click his tongue, "This is truly miserable."

"Actually... this is nothing."

"I'm sorry, but your request isn't the most twisted one I've taken on."

"It doesn't even rate as medium-twisted; no, it's not even twisted, it's an insult to twisted."

"Last week I took a request from a high school girl, to be precise. A pretty one with a mature figure, kind of like that celebrity...""Whatever, her request is what I'd call truly twisted..."

Wade Wilson eagerly began to regale Zhou Cheng with tales of his exploits.

"Alright, Wade, I'm not interested in your storied history."

Zhou Cheng waved his hand, interrupting, "Anyway, you completed the task from the old lady next door, I'm sure she's very satisfied."

"Is that so, just like that?"

"You just said the old lady next door was satisfied, and then, no follow-up?"

Wade Wilson spread his hands and stared straight at Zhou Cheng with wide eyes.

"So what?"

"You want me to thank you on behalf of the old lady next door?"

"Okay, thank you, Wade. Are we good now?"

Zhou Cheng raised an eyebrow at him.

"Just a thank you?"

"You're not waiting for the old lady next door to pay you, are you?"

Zhou Cheng's face was calm, without even blinking, "Sorry, but the old lady next door fell down the stairs and died not long ago."

"You just said she would be very satisfied."

"Yes, if she knew from the afterlife, she definitely would."

Wade Wilson: "..."

Is it even possible to be more shameless?

When it comes to being shameless, I, the lowly, willingly acknowledge you as the strongest.

"Thanks for the acknowledgment from the old lady next door!"

"That's really touching."

Wade Wilson shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, evidently giving up any unrealistic fantasies about a commission.

"Goodbye, you heartless guy!"

Waving at Zhou Cheng, Wade Wilson stood up, ready to take his leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Wade Wilson seemed to remember something, and started to examine Zhou Cheng closely.

"It's uncanny, you look so much like him!"

"This is great!"

As he scrutinized, Wade Wilson's eyes gleamed brightly, making Zhou Cheng's skin crawl.

What on earth is this guy doing?

"What's with that look?"

"Take it back, or else I'm going to have to take action!"

Zhou Cheng seriously warned Wade Wilson.

"Zhou, I've got an opportunity to make big money, are you interested in a score?"

Wade Wilson suddenly spoke mysteriously.

"Stop, no way, I'm not interested!"

"I don't believe you can come up with any good ideas."

Without thinking twice, Zhou Cheng flat out refused Wade Wilson.

No matter what this lowlife was planning, Zhou Cheng had no intention of getting involved.

"I don't believe anyone could pass up on money."

Wade Wilson was brimming with confidence.

He wasn't polite at all and began looking around Zhou Cheng's room, then directly turned on Zhou Cheng's laptop and started tapping away at it.

"Forget it, stop wasting your time."

"I won't agree, no matter what..."

Zhou Cheng's words were abruptly cut off.

As Wade Wilson operated, images appeared on the screen.

Zhou Cheng took only one glance and was instantly stunned.

It was his own photo!

To be more precise, it was a picture of him wearing a mask and fighting criminals in Hell's Kitchen.

Why the hell was this online?

And why did little Wade Wilson think it could make big money?

Zhou Cheng was completely baffled.

"Who is this person?"

Zhou Cheng, holding back his curiosity, asked Wade Wilson.

"That's the key, nobody knows who he is."

"But on the streets, they call him 'Satan.' Satan, isn't that a bit too much?"

Wade Wilson began to rapidly explain to Zhou Cheng.