The Collection Video

At that time, Disney treated Tom and Jerry as a high-end product.

This complete collection of Tom and Jerry only could be found in the noble families of various countries.

Furthermore, the number of copies released was limited.

Even the tape box was made of gold and crystal.

Therefore, putting aside the retro value of the videotape and the complete collection of 'Tom and Jerry', just the box alone was worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Later, because of the disc, the advanced computer, the USB, it was cycled out .

The internet. All sorts of technological impacts.

The videotape was left forgotten in history.

Therefore, many recycling stations treated these videotapes like trash.

As a result, this kind of videotape was very rare.

By 2021, the price had risen to $200,000 per set.

And the market was priceless.

Very few people could preserve such a complete set of tapes.

Even if there was, it was only a single videotape.

Or the box was damaged.

In that case, its value would be greatly reduced.

Moreover, the internet was filled with complete sets of US $200,000 for sale.

But they were all old and worn.

What about Ron? He only needed 1,000 US dollars to buy this from the Dimensional Merchant City. It was brand new, and there were three sets up for grabs.

There were a total of three sets. If he sold them at 200,000 dollars per set, that would be a net profit of 600,000 USD…

Ron gasped and bought the tapes from the Dimensional Merchant City without hesitation.

Ten cassettes per set, a total of thirty cassettes

He picked up the tapes and touched the crystal box.

Ron did a rough calculation. Even at current prices, it was worth it to sell a box like this for $88,000.

If one were to look at it this way, this tape could not be sold many times its actual value.

If anyone else heard this, they would strangle Ron.

After buying this,

Ron did not let go.

The other items in his stall were too trashy.

I can throw them all away. But shouldn't I place some of them in the Dimensional Merchant City?

Some things were not expensive, but there was still room for profit.

Just like that Mickey Mouse coffee cup…

When they were first listed, one of them was sold for ten dollars.

However, the purchase price in the System Shop was only one USD. It should not be a problem to sell it for fifteen USD.

And surfboards.

Decker's surfboard, at the time of the sale, was only $100. It was a beautiful and inexpensive item, and it was well liked by many surfers.

However, due to the company's poor operation, it closed down, causing the surfboard to go extinct.

This kind of thing was not worth much, but it had a good reputation.

So Ron joined in.

There was even an extremely new bikini.

It was just a popular model from a few years ago.

The fashion world took turns. Perhaps one day, there will be a retro style month again.

So Ron was getting some in too.

As he continued to choose, almost all his goods were thrown into the trash bin.

After sorting out the goods, he packed his bag and left.

Riding on his rickshaw, he headed straight for the beach in Hawaii.

This time, he took the shortcut, which was the one that was robbed last night.

He could not believe it himself, but why did his courage suddenly increase?

Could it be a change in his body?

Just as he was thinking…

Suddenly, the men in black from yesterday rushed out again. There were three in front and two behind.

"Hey, brother, where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"You better let me go."

"Hmph—"

The blonde said, "Brother, are you still counting on that woman to save you yesterday?"

"Look, what is this?"

The blonde took something black from her pocket and waved it in front of Ron.

Ron's adrenaline was pumping, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

At the same time, he felt some regret.

He didn't expect these black people to be so bold. It was broad daylight.

"Are you that brave? Aren't you afraid that I'll call the police?"

Ron growled.

"Kid, call the police—you can report to them. We already know where your home is.

If you call the police, just wait. I'll take revenge on you and your family. "

Ron's heart sank, and his killing intent soared.

"Okay, okay. Don't hurt me. I'll give you whatever you want."

The five black men forced Ron into a corner.

One of the blacks went straight to check Ron's package, as he had done the day before.

"Ah, Boss, this guy's goods are pretty good. They're different from yesterday. Looks like they're all very valuable."

The man picked up a pair of bikinis.

He picked up another surfboard and said.

The black men's eyes lit up.

"Take it all, take it all."

The boss did not let down his guard. Pointing at Ron, he said, "Boy, if that woman comes to save you today, I'll show you a live 'execution''. If you resist, I'll kill you."

Ron gathered his strength because he did not know how much power he had gained.

Therefore, he wanted to kill with one strike.

"What are you guys doing?"

Suddenly, an old lady leaned on her walking stick and looked at the group.

The blonde man did not hesitate at all. He raised his gun and aimed it at the old lady.

Two shots.

The poor old lady collapsed into a pool of blood before she knew what was happening.

"Cade, hurry up."

The blonde said anxiously.

He obviously knew that the gunshot would attract the police.

Pfft!

The moment the yellow-haired man finished his sentence, he felt like he had lost all his strength. All he heard was a strange sound.

It was like a knife cutting through a leather bag.

He looked down and widened his eyes.

"You—"

The leader could not believe that a hand had stabbed into his chest like a knife and half of his arm was exposed.

"Scum like you should die!"

Ron grimaced.

His hand obviously touched something that was jumping, and he suddenly grabbed it.

The yellow-haired African boss opened his eyes wide and let out a puffing sound.

Who knew where his cruelty suddenly came from, Ron did not back down at all.

Since he did it, he had to be fast.

He exerted a little force and crushed the other person's heart.

"Boss, this thing is a little—"

The black man who was packing Ron's stuff turned around and saw the scary look in Ron's eyes.

Before he could speak, Ron waved his arm.

A black head flew up.

The others were scared out of their wits. They had never seen anything so strange.

Time seemed to slow, and in Ron's eyes, the rest of them seemed to slow down.

The next moment, Ron disappeared and reappeared in front of the black men.

With just one hit, he damaged all their vitals and they fell to the floor, motionless.