Benjamin Franklin, the founding father of the United States of America, once said that there are only two things in the world that can never be escaped: paying taxes and dying.

When Fitz's desiccated body was hung on the top floor of the church bell tower, all the nearby Underworld residents within the territory came to this nondescript health club to pay their respects to the new lord who ruled the area, and to pay the month's taxes.

Due to the dispatch of the nest, hundreds of people lined up at the door in the blink of an eye.

There is no doubt that they were frightened, for fear of accidentally annoying Zhang Cheng and making themselves the second "chicken" to be used for Liwei.

You must know that Fitz is the acting lord appointed by the New York Council, although she does not have the right to kill and kill like a legitimate lord, and she also cannot use taxes, but no matter what, she has suppressed this area for many years through her strong strength.

But today, the woman and her corpse are hung high in the bell tower of the church, as humble as a poultry or livestock to be slaughtered.

Strength!

Powerful and unmatched!

There's nothing like this in the underworld that visualizes human relationships like this!

As long as he is strong enough, he can be respected, and if he is strong enough, he can get power, even if he is a money-hungry and lustful fool.

Looking at the faces full of awe and fear, Zhang Cheng suddenly smiled without warning, and teased while laughing: "It seems that being a lord is much easier than I imagined, at least the subjects in my territory are very docile, aren't they?"

"Meek? Ah, anyone who sees the corpse of a former ruler hanging in a conspicuous place will immediately become docile. But I'm curious, what are you going to do with these bills of unknown origin?" asked Patty, gesturing to several cardboard boxes filled with bundles of dollars behind her.

After all, not everyone who lives in the underworld can afford to earn gold dinars, so the US dollar has become an important part of taxes.

According to the ledger records, there are a total of six gang forces in this area, all of which are firmly controlled by the able, plus the close proximity to the docks, various smuggling channels are rampant against the party, and this alone brings tens of millions of dollars in tax revenue every year.

Generally speaking, they will be sent to a designated investment and wealth management company first, and a professional accountant will be responsible for investing all the black money into the stock and securities markets around the world, and even roadside chain supermarkets, hotels, and gas stations through invisible nets, and pay taxes to the government by making false accounts, so that illegal black money can become legitimate income.

At least in the eyes of the U.S. government, any citizen who pays his taxes on time is a great good citizen, and politicians don't care at all about whether the business is completely legal.

In addition, some of the political donations in each election come from laundered black money, and the "donation bundlers" who help the candidates raise funds have been exposed to huge scandals on more than one occasion, such as the notorious K-Street super lobbyist in Washington - Jack Abramoff, the former CEO of the bankrupt energy company Enron, Kenneth Lay, and so on.

Although this method of money laundering can cost some money for no reason, it is undoubtedly much better than being watched by law enforcement all day long.

But the trouble now is that the person who used to master these special channels was Fitz, and she is now a lifeless dry corpse.

Zhang Cheng touched his chin and thought about it for a moment, then quickly picked up the mobile phone and dialed a number, and about a few seconds later, a girl's nervous voice came from the microphone: "What happened?

"Didn't you say a few days ago that you want me to give you a job? I just have one here, I wonder if you're interested?" Zhang Cheng had a smile on his face.

"What work?" the girl's tone revealed strong doubt.

"It's very simple, it's a very "lucrative" job, and you'll know it when you come. With that, Zhang Cheng hung up the phone directly, continued to sit on the chair and watched the residents in the territory step forward and bow one by one, and then threw either gold dinars or banknotes into cardboard boxes.

After the last "taxpayer" left the health club with an early closure sign in awe, Tracy, dressed in jeans and a black T-shirt, finally hurried over.

When she saw the cardboard boxes piled up on the ground, the whole person was instantly stunned in place, and her mouth opened wide and she didn't know what to say.

Because less than forty minutes ago, she was still working hard for eight dollars an hour, and even had to endure the petty actions of ugly middle-aged men just to get a pitiful extra tip.

But now!

Now there are thousands of dollars in cash in front of him, piled up like garbage, as if they were just ordinary household garbage.

The huge gap between the rich and the poor made this young girl suddenly have a strong anger and unwillingness!

Why?

Why is it that some people who are also human beings can possess powerful supernatural powers and easily obtain wealth that they could never have dreamed of?

Why do you have to live at the bottom of society like an ugly duckling?

Eating junk food abandoned by high society all day long, wearing second-hand shabby clothes in a dollar store!

On top of that, her beloved sister was killed by a monster and became a prey in the eyes of the devil herself!

As the saying goes, there is no harm without contrast.

The strongest driving force for human progress has never been poverty and hunger, but the dissatisfaction that comes from the depths of the heart.

Zhang Cheng, who has always been observant, undoubtedly saw this valuable potential from the other party, grabbed a bundle of 100 yuan bills and threw it to the girl, and then asked playfully: "Do you like it?"

"Yes, who in the world doesn't love dollars?" Tracy clutched $10,000 in her palm, as if it were the most precious thing in her life.

"Hehe, if you like it. Listen, I've given you a job of handling cash and accounts. No matter what method you use, turn all the taxes from unknown sources into legal income, and by the way, check the accounts of these places regularly to make sure they don't make small moves in private, understand?"

As the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng suddenly came to the girl and hinted meaningfully in the other person's ear: "Don't let me down, dear Tracy." Remember, this is an opportunity, and it's also a trial, and if you can do it well, I don't mind giving you some strength to protect yourself. But if you fail, sorry, I'm not going to waste too much time and energy on a waste. ”

"Rest assured, Mr. Wizard, I won't let you down. Tracy looked up and gave reassurance without hesitation.

Having seen the cruelty of the underworld with her own eyes, she finally made up her mind to live no matter what, even if it came at the cost of taking someone else's life......

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