2: Chapter 2: The Free Shopping Spree Sweeps Across America, and Wealth Points Soar!

Nightfall gradually shrouded Los Santos.

Inside a chain supermarket on the edge of Beverly Hills, the lights were blazing.

The cashier, Jessica, was boredly trimming her nails.

Due to that bizarre California law, the famous "theft and robbery under $950 is exempt from felony punishment."

The supermarket would welcome a few opportunistic drug addicts or homeless people every day.

Everyone was long used to it.

Just then.

The supermarket's automatic sliding doors opened to both sides.

Ten burly men in different clothes, with expressionless faces, walked in.

They all carried oversized black duffel bags in their hands, their steps in unison.

Their entire bodies exuded a suffocating, cold aura.

Jessica's eyelids twitched; she instinctively felt something was wrong.

These people were nothing like the skinny drug addicts on the street.

Instead, they looked like a group of killing machines fresh from the battlefield.

The ten fierce bandits ignored the gazes of the people around them.

They headed straight for the supermarket's premium food section and the checkout counters.

Without any nonsense, they unzipped their duffel bags, their movements precise and brutal.

Top-tier tomahawk steaks, expensive deep-sea caviar, and boxes of premium mineral water were swept into their bags as if by an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves.

The two fierce bandits in charge of the checkout counters were even more direct and brutal.

They shoved the stunned Jessica aside and smashed open the cash register directly.

They stuffed all the bundles of Franklin greenbacks inside into their waist bags.

"Hey! What are you doing! Security, stop them, they're a bunch of robbers!"

A bloated, middle-aged white woman pushing a shopping cart pointed at them and screamed.

A Latin-American fierce bandit turned his head abruptly.

The next second, the fierce bandit swung a slap without any warning!

"Slap!"

With a crisp sound, the two-hundred-plus-pound white woman spun half a circle on the spot, crashed heavily into a shelf, and passed out on the spot.

Hiss—!

The whole place was dead silent!

The black security guard, who had originally wanted to reach for the taser at his waist, shuddered in fear and silently turned around to organize the shopping carts.

Are you kidding? Working for a two-thousand-dollar monthly salary, who the hell is going to risk their life against this bunch of killers!

In just three minutes, each of the ten fierce bandits filled their bags with over $900 worth of supplies and cash, then swaggered out of the supermarket.

The same scene was happening right now, not just in Los Santos.

It was also playing out crazily in every corner of hundreds of cities across the fifty states of the USA!

Convenience stores in New York, gas stations in Texas, small shops in Florida...

The hundred thousand fierce bandits broke into smaller units, turning into tens of thousands of squads.

They didn't kill, they didn't set fires; they just looted food and cash, taking what they could and leaving immediately, never dragging things out.

Even if police arrived after receiving reports, facing this group of "petty criminals" whose individual case values were all under one thousand dollars, under the USA's bizarre legal system, they didn't even qualify for a formal investigation.

...

Downtown Los Santos.

Inside a luxury suite at the Hilton Hotel.

Chu Feng leaned against the wide headboard, and in his mind, the system notification sounds exploded crazily.

[Ding! Your subordinate fierce bandit has completed one "Zero-Dollar Shopping" spree, obtaining cash and supplies with a total value of $910!]

[Ding! Your subordinate fierce bandit has completed one "Zero-Dollar Shopping" spree, obtaining cash and supplies with a total value of $895!]

[Ding! Your subordinate fierce bandit has completed one "Zero-Dollar Shopping" spree, obtaining cash and supplies with a total value of $940!]

...

Accompanied by the dense stream of notification sounds.

The [Wealth Points] on the system panel were skyrocketing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

According to the rules of the [Infinite Fierce Bandit System].

For every $10,000 in actual value of wealth plundered by the host's forces, it could be automatically converted into 1 Wealth Point.

This conversion was direct.

Even if the fierce bandits consumed or used the supplies themselves, the system would still calculate their value.

Wealth Points were the core currency in the system!

They could be used to purchase various incredible items, powerful abilities, and even special bloodlines and high-tier units in the daily-refreshing black market mall!

In just half an hour.

The first wave of trial robberies by the hundred thousand fierce bandits brought terrifying gains for Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked at the final numbers fixed on the panel, his eyes lighting up suddenly.

[Wealth Points: 8850]

Nearly $90 million worth of supplies and cash!

This meant that those hundred thousand hungry fierce bandits had not only completely solved their food problems tonight but also contributed over eight thousand Wealth Points to him.

The best part was that the hundred thousand people were scattered all over the USA.

With each person stealing $900, spread across the vast territory of the USA, it wouldn't even cause a ripple.

Even if the police felt that the "Zero-Dollar Shopping" cases had increased abnormally tonight.

They would only assume it was a carnival event initiated by some underground forum.

For the grand game Chu Feng wanted to play, which was on the scale of a million-word novel.

This was just a negligible amount of startup capital.

After all, the fierce bandits didn't even have legal identification documents right now.

If they wanted to pull off something big, like robbing a bank or defrauding Wall Street, they weren't equipped for it yet.

"Master..."

A coquettish, bone-deep murmur interrupted Chu Feng's train of thought.

Alice, lying beside him, had woken up.

The girl was like a docile Persian cat.

Carefully wriggling her soft, burning-hot body.

She pressed her exquisite, flawless face against Chu Feng's firm abdominal muscles.

In this world where the weak are prey to the strong.

Power and wealth were the best aphrodisiacs.

He didn't speak, just reached out roughly.

He grabbed Alice's long golden hair, forcing her to lift her head.

Alice didn't resist; instead, she obediently closed her eyes.

Chu Feng chuckled, ignoring this lustful siren, and turned his gaze back to the semi-transparent system panel.

With money, one naturally had to spend it.

Only by converting Wealth Points into solid combat power and trump cards could he truly become lawless in the USA!

"System, open the daily black market mall."

Chu Feng issued the command in his mind.

A flash of light appeared before his eyes.

A virtual store interface emerged.

[Daily Black Market Mall (Refreshed today, free refresh attempts: 3)]

In the center of the interface, three items emitting alluring light lay quietly!