Idle Money System

"Quite the fighter are you, huh? Are you still not satisfied," the cultivator asked, narrowing his gaze.

Shanks did not say anything. He knew that he had lost, and he could accept that. But if he did not stand up now, they would experience something worse than death.

When he was about to stand up from Valentine's arms, he puked up some blood as it dirtied the ground.

"Uncle Shanks, please don't move, or you'll just make it worse," Valentine sobbed as she placed her face in his chest.

Hearing her cries, he really wanted to fight, even if he could just buy them time to escape, but he couldn't move after using his ultimate technique, and he was in his weakest state now.

Jonathan was absolutely delighted to see this. Earlier, they were going to lose, and now they are winning, talk about luck.

He could not help but fathom that apart from warriors, there are actually much scarier people known as cultivators.

"I must not offend this person," Jonathan swore in his heart.

Walking towards the man, he bowed slightly, not lifting his head up, "Master, thank you very much for helping us solve this problem," he said respectfully.

The cultivator, seeing this, was amused, as he had a good impression of this short man.

"He really knows how to bootlick, and I liked it very much," he said, licking his lips.

"You can stand straight. I'm only bored for a moment. Since my junior is hurt, how can I, a senior, stand by?" the cultivator said proudly.

Jonathan, where Ethan was already beside him, nodded their head vigorously as they accepted his words.

"Can I ask what this esteemed master's name is?" he said, cupping his hands with a bow to act very respectfully.

The man just stood there, knowing that someone would say it, and that someone was none other than Viper Ronin, who stood up.

"If you want to know the identity of my senior brother, then open your eyes," Ronin bellowed as he darted both arms to point at the cultivator.

"His name is Ronaldo, also known as the Raging Bull. If you want to know, my senior brother is famous when it comes to doing missions, and he is also ranked 42 in the sect, which had thousands of disciples. Now be grateful that your eyes had it's moment to bask in the sight of the legendary Raging bull,"

"If you want to know the full strength of my senior brother, he can even stop a full speed heavy truck with just a punch. When he was fighting that guy, my senior brother was not even taking him seriously at all," Viper Ronin explained with pride since he was the junior.

Hearing that a heavy-duty truck could be stopped, all of them were shocked. Even Shanks was in awe.

He knew that this was not a boast since the man named Ronaldo was just playing with him.

Even with his full strength, he is not confident if he can stop it; receiving injuries was just a small guess.

"Wow! Master Ronaldo is actually a god-like existence. It is really an honor for myself to talk to an amazing person like you," Jonathan said, cupping both hands and bowing.

This made Ronaldo happy, of course, as he stood tall in the center, basking in the spotlight.

"So, master, what are we going to do with them?" Jonathan asked, humblely, for his opinion.

Ronaldo, being asked, looked at the three who were on the ground, and his eyes lit up.

The woman was actually a beauty, making his eyes glisten. "Well, you can do anything you want to the other two, but do you also need this woman?" Ronaldo spoke as he sideglanced at Jonathan.

Hearing what he said, Jonathan knows the meaning of his words. He replied with a smile, knowing that this master was interested in Valentine.

Benjamin, who was beside Shanks, was in a dilemma. The master in front of him was taking a liking to her daughter.

Even Valentine was afraid, since if he really did that to her, she could do nothing but watch.

"No, no, we don't need him, Master Ronaldo. If you are interested in her, then you can have her if you want," Jonathan replied with a smile.

Ronaldo, hearing this, was starting to like this ant in front of him. He then glanced at Valentine, filled with endless ideas about what kind of position he could do with her.

Valentine, feeling the strong gaze, began to sweat like crazy as she stood up in front of the two to cover them.

"If you want to do it with me, can you please let my father and uncle go!" Valentine cried out loud as she decided.

She stood, her back facing the two. Her hand was squeezed into a fist, and her nail pierced her palms.

"Valentine, you.." Benjamin stuttered as he stood up; filled with unwillingness, he held his arms.

Shanks, not agreeing to her words as, well voiced out as he was lying there, "Young lady, please don't do that. You will ruin your future."

Valentine, hearing her father and uncle's words, bit her lip as she replied with unwillingness.

"Dad, uncle I don't want you guys to die even if its superficial I still want to try.." she said with tears sliding in her cheeks.

Seeing her daughter cry in front of him, Benjamin's heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of needles.

"I should have called for her help; I'm so stupid to go here when my daughter's life is on the line..." Benjamin regretted it, he regretted it very much that he should have called for help to her.

"Young lady, I won't let you do that. I will give you time to.." He did not finish her words as he puked up another blood round of blood.

Shanks felt like passing out, but he was unwilling—very unwilling—to pass out and do nothing in this situation.

He promised her daughter that he would never fail to fulfill her dying wish.

But even with a strong will, if he is weak and can't move, that is only wishful thinking. Ronaldo, hearing what he said, put a hand on his chin.

Hearing her cries, Jonathan began to panic. He was afraid that this master would agree, ruining his plan.

Ronaldo only hummed as he thought about it. Valentine, who was looking at her with trembling eyes, Ronaldo liked this kind of expression.

"Tell me what the purpose of this filming set?" Ronaldo asked, seeing the big couch, carpet, and camera stand.

Jonathan, hearing this, did not lie, afraid that he would make the man displeased.

"Ahh, master Ronaldo, this is actually to film Valentine, that woman, so we can humiliate her and spread the video throughout every business circle," he replied respectfully.
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Hearing that reason, Benjamin's eyes turned blood red as he pulled Valentine to his back, shielding her.

"Jonathan you piece of shit, you are really corrupted. You will die a cruel death for this." Benjamin cursed angrily, but what received him was just a scornful smile.

"My life and death have nothing with you. If I'm you, you should worry more about yourself more than me," Jonathan said, spitting saliva on the ground.

Ronaldo, hearing this reason, finally made up his mind. "That idea of yours is actually good. Let me vent out first and film this beautiful woman so she can cherish this memorable moment. After that, it's up to you what you want to do. But first, she's a virgin, right?" he said with a laugh, asking this.

Jonathan, hearing his answer, was happy since he did not agree to her terms.

"Yes master, we have made lots of investigation that this woman never had any romantic relationship. So, she's still a virgin."

"Then that's good, this will be much more fun," Ronaldo bellowed with a crooked smile.

Valentine trembled, her face was pale. Her last bit of negotiation failed. Benjamin, who was in front, would never move even if he died.

He had to protect her daughter even if it was in his last moment.

"Then hurry up and prepare for the filming. Well, start now. Just looking at her in despair is making me excited," Ronaldo commanded.

Jonathan was about to instruct his men, who were still alive and kicking, but suddenly, his phone rang.

The ring was too loud, reverberating throughout the place. He picked it up in his pocket and ended the call.

"Sorry about that, master. I'll do it right aw..." he did not finish his words since they began to ring in his hands again.

This made him angry, so he ended the call, but it began to ring again, making his blood boil.

Ronaldo looked at him and said, "Just pick up the phone. If he called three times, then that means there's a problem."

"Yes, yes. Master Ronaldo is wise" Jonathan praised as he picked up the call as it began to ring.

When he put it in his ears, he shouted angrily, "Can't you see that we are busy here? Why do you keep calling?"

But what received him was a cry from the phone. "Boss, our headquarters was destroyed. He... he disabled each of our men," the voice behind the call cried out.

This made the black serpent gang members who were behind hearing the voice in boil anger, thinking that some gangs attacked their base when they were out.

"Who was the one causing trouble? Is it from the other gangs?" Jonathan said, feeling angry, since they actually took this chance to attack them.

"Um, boss, it's not a gang, but it's only one person, and it's a kid," he responded to the phone.