I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Everyone knows the hazards of staying up late.

Premature aging, hair loss — these are unbearable burdens for women.

Natural beauty isn't capital to squander.

Boss Jiang raised his hand to cover his nose; he couldn't help it, the sensation was too strong.

Blood.

It definitely had a smell.

The floor lit up, then descended into complete silence.

No surprises there, the whole army should be obliterated.

No, wait.

That description seems inaccurate.

Sounds like somebody expected them to come.

"Catch."

Jiang Chen reached into his pocket and then tossed something towards Tanki Liuli.

Tanki Liuli caught it with one hand while holding a knife in the other.

She opened her palm.

Dove.

Smooth as silk.

"Boost your energy."

Jiang Chen walked past her.

The young Taoist nun, who had become a saint through killing tonight, barely pouted.

All the gang members had been physically exorcised by Taoist Duanmu, and there was no more danger.

Jiang Chen easily entered the room with the open door.

Inside, there were two bedrooms.

Both doors were shut tight.

"Left or right?"

Jiang Chen asked without turning his head.

Behind him, Tanki Liuli stood at the door, not responding; she seemed not very good at these logic puzzles.

Without any direction from Taoist Duanmu, Jiang Chen had to handle it himself, wasting no time, he lifted his foot and headed for the right bedroom.

"Bang!"

Lifted his leg and kicked.

However, the thrilling scene from the movies didn't appear; the door didn't open but was kicked to a hole, causing Boss Jiang's leg to get stuck in it. It felt somewhat embarrassing.

Blame it on the poor quality of the door.

After painfully extracting his leg, another kick finally swung the door open.

Inside the room.

A woman with a devilish curve curled up on the bed, tied hand and foot, staring fearfully at the door.

Seems like his luck wasn't bad.

Two choices, picked the right one.

"Mmm mmm mmm..."

After the initial fear, upon seeing the person at the door, the woman on the bed began to struggle violently, mouth covered with tape, eyes sparking brilliantly, mixed with tears.

Who else would it be if not Teacher Xiang Tian?

Jiang Chen stepped into the room; perhaps finding the person took the urgency away, slowing his pace. He didn't untie Koda Kaoru immediately but scanned her as if assessing her basic condition.

Clothes intact, no sign of insult.

Apparently, regular gangs and amateur groups differ; they have certain professional ethics.

Of course.

There could be another reason.

No time.

After a thorough check, Jiang Chen finally bent down to untie her.

"Mmm mmm mmm..."

The tape on her mouth hadn't yet come off when the rope on her wrist was undone. Koda Kaoru, losing emotional control, flung herself into Jiang Chen's arms, gripping his neck tightly as if to squeeze herself into his body.

Not exaggerated.

Her actions perfectly fit the character logic of the scene.

Though not physically harmed, the mental ordeal was torturous; seeing Jiang Chen descend like a divine soldier, how could she restrain her emotions?

Jiang Chen was almost pulled to sit on the bed, instinctively glancing at the bedroom door.

No sign of the Taoist nun sister.

"Mmm mmm mmm..."

Alright.

To express gratitude or emotion, shouldn't she at least remove the tape?

Heroically rescuing a beauty from the Dragon's Den and Tiger's Lair—such a moving, soul-stirring tale, clearly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, yet Boss Jiang was uncharacteristically mute, seemingly at a loss for words.

Finally realizing her mouth was still taped shut, Koda Kaoru tore it off, eyes welling with tears and voice quivering, beautifully calling out.

"Mr. Jiang Chen."

As if crying and lamenting, melting the heart.

Then.

Someone responded with a mere "Hmm."

Indeed.

Just a mere "Hmm."

Big Brother.

Isn't this not the time for pretending?

But the truly impressive never need to pretend; Koda Kaoru couldn't hold back, rising to hug Jiang Chen again, head resting on his shoulder, body trembling, ears brushing against his.

After clearing the challenge, indeed, there should be rewards.

Koda Kaoru's charm is undeniable; even the Imperial Family Prince isn't exempt, but Boss Jiang, after all, having experienced bubble bath, remains clear-eyed, saying flatly,

"Are you trying to strangle me?"

The tone calm, unchanging, not sounding like a joke.

"Pfft."

Koda Kaoru burst into laughter, finally letting go, wiping the corners of her eyes, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Jiang Chen's lips curled slight, the arc barely visible, "Then why did you call me?"

"I didn't know who else to call; you were the only one on my mind."

If it were any other man, he'd likely be enchanted by now, but Jiang Chen thought clearly, "Call 110."

Kidnapped by gangsters, isn't it first logical to seek help from the police?

Or does the Dongying underworld indeed overshadow everything else, leaving public authority in the minds of the people virtually nonexistent?

Jiang Chen's lack of romanticism left Koda Kaoru frozen there, somewhat bewildered.

"Let's go, there are others waiting."

If, just hypothetically, Boss Jiang were a cad, taking the chance to pounce on Koda Kaoru, she'd likely not refuse. Yet, Boss Jiang's character stood validated once again.

He rose, Koda Kaoru hurried to follow off the bed, forgetting her feet were still bound, nearly falling onto it.

Jiang Chen stood by the bed watching, without intent to help, letting her struggle to unbind her ankles.

She wasn't wearing stockings today, barefoot, soles pinkish, insteps like jade, toes like bamboo shoots, even more enticing than when wearing stockings.

Really wondering, when she was tied up, did those gangsters take advantage?

"Mr. Jiang Chen, how did you get in?"

As she got off the bed, Koda Kaoru asked, finally recalling this crucial question.

"Walked in."

"..."

Koda Kaoru's tone caught, then cautiously glanced outside the door, "The... gangsters?"

"Outside."

Koda Kaoru was stunned.

As the two emerged from the bedroom, Tanki Liuli stood aside by the shattered doorway, a chocolate wrapper on the ground.

"Miss Duanmu."

Koda Kaoru spoke in astonishment, seemingly surprised Jiang Chen had brought a woman to rescue her, yet politely greeted.

Facing tonight's rescue target, Tanki Liuli's response was unremarkable, merely looking at her calmly.

Koda Kaoru hardly had time to be embarrassed; the inexplicable strong smell in the air uncontrollably drew her brows together, instinctively covering her mouth and nose.

Then.

She sensed something, looking outside the door, quickly realizing what Jiang Chen's earlier "outside" meant.

"Ugh..."

She covered her mouth, hurried to the wall, bending over, hand pressing against her ample chest, emitting intense bouts of dry retching.

Jiang Chen watched on calmly, his gaze tranquil.