I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

The Indian girl was stunned. Looking at the stack of hundreds of dollars in shredded bills, it would be a lie to say she wasn't tempted.

But to Li Ang's surprise, she shook her head, pushed the banknotes back to him, and smiled earnestly:

"Sir, thank you very much for recognizing my professionalism, but I cannot accept this money. We have our own rules. We are not allowed to accept payment from customers without authorization. The agreed price is the agreed price. What I earn, my boss will naturally pay me my salary."

Upon hearing this, Li Ang asked in surprise:

"Hey, ma'am, relax. This is just a small gift between friends. Besides, even if you accept the money, your boss won't know, right?"

The Indian girl smiled and insisted:

"I'm sorry, sir. Although the boss didn't know, I did. Please understand that I have my professional ethics."

Having said that, Li Ang had no choice but to give up, and in his heart, he secretly raised his opinion of the Indian girl even higher.

It seems there are good people among the Indians after all!

Upon closer inspection, this Indian woman has a small, straight nose and full, sensual lips.

Her thick, dark chestnut hair was neatly tied into a low bun at the back of her head, revealing her gracefully curved neck and a pair of small pearl earrings.

Although her bust size isn't particularly large, it's still considered excellent from an Asian perspective.

Even though Li Ang doesn't usually like people of Indian descent, he can't bring himself to dislike this girl at all.

On the contrary, I find it more and more pleasing to the eye the more I look at it.

Li Ang stopped hesitating, deftly put the stack of loose change into his handbag, and zipped it up.

He picked up his bag, turned around, and waved casually to the Indian girl with his back to her, saying:

"Okay, that's settled then. Thanks."

Just then, Li Ang heard the Indian girl's urgent voice from behind him:

"Sir, please wait a moment!"

Li Ang paused slightly, then turned around and saw the Indian girl had already run around the counter and come to stand in front of him.

She held a business card in her hand, respectfully presented it to Li Ang with both hands, and bowed slightly, saying:

"Sir, thank you for your patronage. This is my business card. If you need any items appraised or traded in the future, please feel free to contact me. I assure you that I will provide you with the most professional and fair service."

Li Ang accepted the business card.

The business card has a very thick and substantial feel.

The name of the Indian girl, "Salia Sharma," is printed on it in an elegant font.

Below it is written Tribeca Precious Metals & Jewelry Recycling Store and a mobile phone number.

Li Ang smiled and simply gave his name:

"Li Ang".

At the same time, he extended his right hand as a courtesy to the Indian girl, Salia.

Salia paused for a moment, then generously extended her hand to shake hands with Leon:

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Li Ang. I look forward to your next visit."

Just as their hands clasped, the system notification sounded in Li Ang's mind again:

[Ding! Mid-grade furnace cauldron detected - Career Beauty!]

[Characteristics of a Career Woman: Professional, capable, responsible, principled, respectful of superiors' authority, and a staunch supporter of workplace order. If the host becomes her superior or employer, they can easily break through her psychological defenses by leveraging their leadership position.]

[Difficulty Level: Relatively Difficult]

[System notification: Please subdue this furnace as soon as possible.]

[Reward for a Mid-Grade Furnace: Treasure Chest x1]

Li Ang was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the capable Indian girl in front of him was also a mid-grade furnace cauldron, just like Officer Karen and Sister Fiona.

Unfortunately, subduing this Indian girl is far too difficult for Li Ang, who currently only has a little over a thousand knives.

He's just a poor student right now. If he wants to become someone's boss, he'd probably have to win the lottery first. At least for the time being, that's not going to happen.

Right now, I should focus my energy on the beautiful policewoman, Karen.

Leon nodded to Salia again, picked up the handbag containing the money, and turned to walk out of the jewelry store.

The cool air outside the door helped clear his mind.

Li Ang did not return directly to the South Bronx.

Instead, they took the subway to a China Merchants Bank branch located on Madison Avenue in Manhattan, New York.

The bank had already closed for the day and shut its shutters.

Li Ang deposited most of his cash into an ATM outside the bank.

He only had five hundred-yuan bills and some change on him.

After all, it's not wise to wander around the Bronx with more than a thousand dollars in cash on you.

Especially the handbag she's carrying, it's just too eye-catching.

After depositing the money, Li Ang threw his handbag on the side of the road.

After going around in circles, he returned to the South Bronx.

Stepping into Alice Bar, the familiar smells of sweat, marijuana, and alcohol enveloped Li Ang once again.

"Hey! Look who's here!"

As soon as Kevin saw Li Ang, he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Our South District Casanova is back! Hopefully, you didn't run back with a shotgun pointed at your butt by that girl's dad."

The other drinkers immediately burst into laughter.

The bar was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Li Ang gave Kevin the middle finger and made up a story:

"Borsett! Kevin, you're just plain jealous! You know what? That girl's dad is really nice; he even bought us condoms and lubricant. He really helped us out."

As he spoke, he walked familiarly to the bar.

Take the Margherita pizza, which had already been torn off a piece, out of the oven.

To keep Li Ang warm, Kevin spared no expense on electricity, keeping the oven at 50 degrees Celsius for a long time.

By this time, the cheese on the pizza had completely melted and mixed with the toppings on the dough into a sticky mess.

Although it doesn't look very appealing, the taste remains excellent.

Seeing that Li Ang was choking a bit while eating, Kevin considerately brought him a large glass of chilled, cheap beer, and chuckled as he teased:

"Come on, you? That girl is obviously from a good family. It's like a good cabbage being eaten by a pig for her to hang out with a poor kid like you from the South District."

Li Ang took the beer, gulped down a big mouthful, and chuckled:

"There's no way around it, I'm just too charming. These girls always like to throw themselves at me."

"Fuck you, you're still pretending!"

Kevin raised two middle fingers at Li Ang.

But after he finished cursing, he thought about it carefully and found that it seemed to be true.

Ever since Li Ang's parents died, this kid seems to have suffered some kind of trauma. Every now and then, he would avoid Fiona and bring different girls to Alice's Bar to have some fun.

He changes girls faster than Kevin changes clothes.

These girls come in all sorts of types.

There are innocent and naive white high school girls.

There are sexy Latina girls who look like they've been through a lot.

There were even professional women who were significantly older than Li Ang.

Kevin was so envious he was practically drooling.

Every time Li Ang brings a girl over, he asks Kevin to help out and act as his wingman, just like he did today.

After several attempts, Kevin had become thoroughly familiar with the script's process.

Now, without Li Ang even having to ask, as soon as Kevin sees Li Ang bringing a girl over, he will reflexively take the initiative to protect Li Ang during the upcoming artillery battle.

He even learned to add his own lines, adapting them to the different female companions Li Ang brought.

However, all the happiness belonged to Li Ang.

He could only fight the flying chickens alone.

Thinking about this, Kevin felt a pang of sadness for no apparent reason.

Then look at Li Ang, that kid, holding a pizza and beer, with a smug grin on his face.

I just can't stand the sight of it.

Kevin impatiently waved the greasy rag in his hand, shooing Li Ang away like he was swatting flies:

"Get out! Take your shitty pizza and go eat it in a corner! Don't fucking hang around in front of me, it's annoying to even look at you!"

Li Ang and Kevin had a very good relationship, so he wasn't angry when he heard this. He just laughed and gave Kevin the middle finger before walking away gracefully.