Hearing this, Lu Yang spread his hands and said, "If you don't want money that's delivered to your doorstep, then so be it!"
"I want it, I want it! I'll believe you just this once and take a gamble!"
The driver thought for a moment and made up his mind.
He picked up Lu Yang to find a car. The loss would only be a few hundred yuan, but if they actually found it, it could be anywhere from fifty thousand to a million. For the driver, this was an incredibly generous reward.
Why wouldn't he try to win big with a small stake?
"Alright, let's head to the nearest used car market first!"
After they finished speaking, the driver quickly took Lu Yang to a nearby used car market. However, they searched for a long time without finding anything. As it was getting dark and it wouldn't be easy to continue searching, Lu Yang was at a loss.
For such a small matter, he didn't want to mobilize the power of Haitong Group.
Just as Lu Yang was feeling helpless, a large truck parked by the roadside caught his attention. This truck was much taller and wider than ordinary trucks, and its license plate was the same as Tang Yuan's car. It was clearly a cloned plate.
Moreover, the four people standing beside the truck looked nervous, smoking cigarettes and looking around.
"There's definitely something wrong with this truck!"
Lu Yang said directly, then quietly walked up to the large truck to examine it closely.
The entire truck was sealed, and it was impossible to see inside with the naked eye.
Lu Yang directly took out his car keys and lightly pressed the unlock button. To his surprise, two "beeps" came from inside the large truck.
"Damn, it's really inside!"
Lu Yang thought to himself.
Hearing the sound, the four people became even more nervous and soon discovered Lu Yang.
"What are you doing?"
One of the men, with a fierce look, shouted at Lu Yang.
"Just picking up junk!"
Lu Yang said, casually stomping on a nearby soda bottle, flattening it, and putting it in his pocket.
"Get lost!"
The man saw that Lu Yang's attire was indeed not remarkable and didn't think much of it. He cursed and told Lu Yang to leave.
Lu Yang also cooperated and left the large truck, returning to the taxi.
"Sir, did you not find it? Never mind, I won't charge you for the car ride. You can get out, I need to pick up more fares!"
The driver said after glancing at Lu Yang.
Unexpectedly, Lu Yang directly took out his keys and said calmly, "Your million yuan is probably secured!"
"What do you mean?"
The driver's eyes lit up instantly when he heard Lu Yang's words, and he asked excitedly.
"My car is in that large truck. If we follow that truck, we can find the car thieves and catch them all!"
Lu Yang said with a smile.
"Really?"
"That's great, sir, you're truly my lucky star!"
The driver was so excited he was practically dancing.
"Don't get too excited. That truck is moving. Hurry up and follow it!"
Lu Yang saw the people next to the truck get in and start driving the truck towards the east.
"Don't worry, I've been driving a taxi for over ten years. No car can escape from under my nose. Just watch!"
The driver's lips curled up. With a flurry of impressive maneuvers, Lu Yang felt a strong push in his back as the taxi shot out like a sharp sword.
Half an hour later, the truck turned into a disused factory in the suburbs. To avoid alerting them, Lu Yang got out of the car from a considerable distance, asked the driver to call the police, and then snuck into the disused factory in the darkness.
Inside the disused factory, there were more than ten large trucks parked. Without exception, all the trucks were carrying luxury cars. Lu Yang's car was already considered the oldest.
In the yard, dozens of people were densely gathered, conducting transactions of luxury cars.
"Old Ghost, your methods are truly impressive. You've managed to get so many cars in just half a month!"
A middle-aged fat man patted the shoulder of a hunched-over old man opposite him and said with a smile.
"You're too kind. Cash on delivery!"
"The quality of this batch is better than the last. Six hundred thousand each, a total of six million!"
The old man, called Old Ghost, said directly to the middle-aged fat man.
"Oh, Old Ghost, don't be so rigid. I'll take them all for five million!"
The middle-aged fat man chuckled and knocked off a million.
"No, I won't sell a single cent less!"
The old man, called Old Ghost, continued.
"Old Ghost, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! Five million is already very generous. What do you think you are? Just a rat running across the street, hiding from everyone!"
"What 'Death God Killer' member are you talking about? Do you think I care about you?"
"One million, and I'll take all these cars. Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
Seeing Old Ghost's firm stance, the middle-aged fat man's face instantly turned hostile. He glared at Old Ghost and roared menacingly.
The dozen or so subordinates behind him also stepped forward, their faces filled with ferocity.
"It looks like you plan to take them by force?"
Old Ghost narrowed his eyes slightly and asked the middle-aged fat man.
"That's right, by force!"
"You refused a kind offer, and you really think you're something special?"
"In front of me, Liu Fatty, I do as I please!"
"Here's one million. Take the money and leave, otherwise, you won't get a single cent!"
The middle-aged fat man was extremely arrogant and smug. A subordinate behind him quickly handed him a cigarette and produced a lighter to ignite it. However, before the lighter could even light the cigarette, Old Ghost, with incredibly ghostly movements, appeared beside him and grabbed the fat man by the neck.
"It's been many years since someone dared to speak to me like that!"
"I admire your courage!"
Old Ghost said coldly. His hunched back instantly straightened, and with one hand, he lifted the fat man, who weighed over two hundred pounds.
Seeing this, the fat man's eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. The dozen or so subordinates behind him all instinctively retreated several steps, their faces ashen with fear.
"You... who... are... you... exactly?"
The middle-aged fat man, his throat constricted, could barely breathe. He forced out this sentence from his throat.
"Didn't I tell you?"
"I am a gold-medal assassin from the Death God Killer organization. So many people met their end at my hands back then. I ended up in this predicament because I made a mistake, but do you think you're qualified to be so arrogant in front of me?"
Old Ghost sneered and exerted a slight force. The middle-aged fat man was directly choked to death by Old Ghost.
Seeing this, all the people who had followed the middle-aged fat man instantly knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"Grandpa Old Ghost, spare our lives! It was Fatty Hu who offended you; it has nothing to do with us!"
"Grandpa Old Ghost, don't kill me! I'll do anything you want, even be your dog!"
"Grandpa Old Ghost, be magnanimous and let us go!"
"..."
Old Ghost looked at these fawning individuals and let out a hearty laugh.