Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 705 - 703: May God Bless You

"Hiss... White, how much did you rob from the blonde chick?"

Master Fuli felt his scalp itch a bit and asked White.

"Awoo..." White flipped through the transaction records, glanced at Mellie, and noticed she transferred ninety thousand dollars to him.

Oh, that's not right... The commander took out a mortgage loan of two hundred thousand dollars and lent it to her to prevent her from selling her mansion, totaling two hundred and ninety thousand.

"Unbelievable! Toss that commander into the sea! I rob everyone equally, and you have the money but won't pay me, still have the leisure to lend it to others, huh?"

"Are you planning to get it back later?" Master Fuli gestured to the monkey gang, signaling them to toss the human-like commander into the sea for the gray dolphins.

The commander, pointed at with guns by the monkey gang, looked pale as he gazed at the dolphins on the sea surface and gulped nervously.

Previously, someone under his command, a tough guy, chose to jump into the sea rather than pay up the Dollar.

However.

Not three minutes later, he came back, covering his rear, trembling, even willing to take a nude loan.

"Squeak—" The monkey grinned twistedly and kicked the commander into the sea.

"Commander! Remember to bring the elf trap—" The deputy felt his pocket, took out a box, and threw it down.

"...... Whew. Now, listen to me, those proven to be in family hardship, come over, I'll refund you the money, so you can pay back the loan."

"Then... inform other research ships that I have them targeted with missiles, get them to gather around the destroyer, I need to borrow some sonar." Master Fuli said through gritted teeth to the deputy.

Everyone being poor is one thing, but you all are pitifully poor, the Dollar is all bloody.

"It's not possible, the borrowed money can't be paid back early, the bank won't agree." The deputy seemed in a good mood and explained to Master Fuli.

When they borrowed just now, because the amount was too large, they opted to repay it over several years.

Because the average interest rate is around 21%~25%.

Even if Master Fuli paid back the money, they'd still owe the bank 25% interest.

The deputy borrowed fifty thousand dollars in student loans, repaid for four years, and still owed the bank sixty thousand; she wanted to pay it early, but the bank didn't accept it and recommended a 4% mortgage for her to buy a house.

But the bank didn't tell her, the mortgage is based on a floating interest calculation, her mortgage interest rate has now risen to about 9.5% annually and is likely to break ten.

"If it doesn't work, here's a phone number, go ask them if they are hiring!"

Master Fuli's mouth twitched as he listened to the crew's family situations: bachelors living freely, drinking away, but those with families or ambition owe tens of thousands each.

The deputy's student loans are not much, just several thousand.

If not mistaken, a medical student by Chen Nian borrowed hundreds of thousands, constantly having issues, needing contraction surgery every few years.

The morning doctor seems specialized in something, while at night, works as a post-traumatic stress massage therapist.

Oh dear, just bullying the honest and dutiful!

"White, when you get back to the Spirit Beast Gang, help me find the biggest impact drill you can."

"I want to fiercely retaliate against those landlords." Master Fuli refunded the deputy and gave her Chen Nian's contact, and whispered to White secretively.

"Thank you, sir, for your kindness." The deputy sincerely praised Master Fuli's benevolence: "May God and the people love you..."

"...." Master Fuli's mouth twitched. On any other day, he'd have laughed out loud, teasing the deputy: I rob them, and they still have to thank me! Master Fuli is famously reputable!

But now he doesn't dare laugh.

It's too hellish, no wonder foreigners are religious, in such a harsh environment, without some faith, it's hard to survive.

"Awoo!" White glanced at Master Fuli, pointing to someone in line, a shameless dude, whose family is not in hard times, even keeping a lover outside.

"Throw him in the sea! Just throw him!" Master Fuli shouted to White.

Scraping fourteen million dollars from the soldiers, Master Fuli returned three million, averaging out over forty thousand per person, on a three-hundred-person destroyer.

For impoverished families, Master Fuli took out another two million in subsidies for them.

Through the destroyer communication system, coaxing and tricking the research ships to come over, the Spirit Beast Gang boarded and shifted the sonar equipment to one ship.

The Spirit Beast Gang also robbed the researchers.

But this time before robbing, Master Fuli instructed the monkeys under him to keep their eyes open and not give him more hellish news.

They looted fifty million dollars from the research ship, with Master Fuli allocating ten million to support those in need, also promoting Chen Nian's company.

Families, responsibilities, strong pressure resilience, sincere faith, and skills.

Solid steel-like will, handed over to Chen Nian to become desperadoes, guaranteed they could earn enough Dollar to go legit and return to family in three months.

Chen Nian as boss only requires generosity.

His family inherently doesn't lack money, his only wish being to create a successful business and hold his head high.

In terms of money, he maintains a righteous and generous approach; those initially following him, if not wealthy, at least remain debt-free and light-hearted.

"I'm leaving first! If your officer asks, just say it was I, the Polar King, who robbed you. If they're upset, let them send a carrier to bomb me. You follow me on Bluebird, if they dare confiscate the money I gave you, just DM me."

"By the way, don't sail the destroyer, I took apart loads of screws and nuts....."

"If there's grievance, there's payback, take photos of your superior selling himself at sea."

Master Fuli leaped off the ship onto the ground effect vehicle, before leaving, he advised the deputy with a glance.

"Thank God, thank the Polar King....." Mellie clasped her hands in prayer, and Cam wiped away tears, saying: "Thank you, Polar King, you are, after my parents' passing, aside from my wife, another whom I've found love and faith in, may God bless you with health."

On the ship, filled with words of praise, but under the ship, those Master Fuli threw into the sea couldn't utter a word.

"Awoo..."

Driving the ground effect vehicle, White glanced at the social messages with a cheerful face, said to Master Fuli: "The sonar's measured by the pound, Old Feng said there are several deep-sea detection devices worth five million."

"The Security Bureau said they'll wire us thirty million, and our Spirit Beast Gang's account now has funds again!"

From the destroyer, eleven million, from a dozen research ships around forty million dollars, totaling fifty-one million dollars, plus thirty million Xia Country currency from the Security Bureau.

Round that up, within one night nearly four hundred million yuan, without needing to pay individual income tax.

"It's great having money, with money, the Spirit Beast Gang will have confidence to develop any project."

Master Fuli showed a delighted smile, even the dog food money for the home patrol is earned back.

"The only pity is, calling back to the base, those shameless guys, wouldn't misappropriate funds to pay our ransom, didn't get to fleece any capitalists..."

"Don't get your aircraft carrier caught alone, if you do, see if I don't Super Double you."

"Awoo～" White replied, unfazed by the missed earnings, after all, it was all a windfall.

...

From the high seas back to the hotel.

By then, it was four in the morning, Master Fuli looked at Jin Wanlin, asking her to come help with a bath; the sea's salinity was too high, without a good wash, Master Fuli felt fishy all over.

"Ah Qing's embrace is still the warmest..."

"Outside it's like hell on earth, the only paid work we've ever heard of is workers buying their coffee to fuel themselves..."

Master Fuli jumped onto the bed, circling around Ah Qing, stepping on the mattress to make a comfy nest, curling into a fluffy fox ball, head resting on Ah Qing's belly, uttering a stream of banter and sighs.

"Seriously, a WiFi-enabled rifle for nine thousand three, with a network module to pick locks as well?"

Ansheng shook his head, preparing to sleep.

But as soon as Fox Fox closed his eyes, Ah Qing brightened, lifting him up, saying:

"Xiaolan, wake up, time to wash up and head out!"

"Uh... just hang me around your neck! I'm sleeping...."

Ah Qing looked puzzled at the crooked fox in her hands: "Where did you go stealing chickens last night?"