Chapter 344
"My legs are completely numb; how much longer do we have to wait?"
Chuanzi patted his shoulder, "Just a bit longer, wait a bit."
The snow kept falling. A glint of light flashed around the corner of the street as someone entered the alley. Zheng Ergou’s heart tightened. The light stopped in front of a door; the gate was opened from the inside, probably by someone returning home late. A burst of noise followed, then silence once more. Seeing this, Zheng Ergou finally let down his guard toward Chuanzi, thinking the man did have some skills. He’s truly a disciple of the Thief King.
Now, Chuanzi was beginning to regret taking on this job. At the start, he was merely blinded by Zheng Ergou’s one hundred thousand, not contemplating the disaster lurking behind this affair. First and foremost was the accuracy of the information—Zheng Ergou’s words were all "I believe the money’s definitely hidden there," "ninety percent sure," "highly probable," phrases seeming confident but actually utterly unreliable. This was a cardinal sin for carrying out a job. Next, he had underestimated the opponent—none other than Zheng Dazhi, a prominent figure in both legal and illegal circles, not necessarily as famous as a worldly society elder, but definitely not someone simple. After pulling off this heist, it would be impossible for him to remain here. Lastly, there’s Zheng Ergou himself, dumb as a pig, and to make matters worse, completely insubordinate. It’s not the tiger-like opponents to be feared but pig-like teammates.
Neither timing, geographical, nor human conditions were in their favor.
"Chuan, it’s past twenty past twelve, shouldn’t it be about time? Once we get the money, we won’t have to freeze our asses off here!"
The thought of money reignited Chuanzi’s resolve, "Let’s do this!"
Hearing this, Zheng Ergou perked up, shaking off the snow and started to get moving.