Chapter 112 The Cake of Capital
The bald black man standing next to Chevrolet also perked up and reached into his tactical chest bag.
"Don't move!" Zhang Ailun pulled out another pistol from his waist and pointed it at him. "Take your cotton-picking hands out of that damn bag! Throw that bag away from me!"
The black man immediately raised his hands and behaved himself.
He slowly took off his tactical chest bag, and asked incredulously, "How did you know I have a gun?"
"Are you an idiot? Everyone else is chatting happily here, but you are standing there looking miserable and resentful like a mourner. Is this your first time working here?" Zhang Ailun cursed.
"It's indeed my first time..." Lao Hei looked uncomfortable. He didn't expect to be preempted.
"Mr. Jin! We are here for the purpose of friendly cooperation. That person is Jayden, a security guard hired by our company. He has a professional gun license."
The white lawyer tried to appease them gently, but he was already cursing in his heart. If he had known that these homeless people were so difficult to deal with and had such bad tempers, he should have sent people to destroy their territory! Take the money back! What cooperation is there?
That RV looks pretty valuable too!
"Maybe you can let your guard down and we can have a good chat!"
"That guy is so stupid that he can be a security guard? His quality is worrying. He must have asked someone to get his certificate for him, right?" Zhang Ailun laughed.
Lao Hei's face turned purple. He was so angry that he was shocked. How did you know that?
"I'm sorry, there are two things I don't touch: copper smelting and drugs."
Zhang Ailun smiled slightly: "Isn't your boss just trying to recover the financial losses? Unfortunately, I have already spent that money. You can't get a single cent back!"
"That's 9000 US dollars!" The white lawyer looked a little unhappy when he heard that.
The black people were even more resentful.
"9000? I only got 5000. If you have any questions, maybe you can go visit Jon in prison." Zhang Ailun answered without hesitation.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while. Jennifer sat nearby and watched the atmosphere become tense. She was a little at a loss, until the chief handed her a gun, and she instantly became excited.
"Madam, can you use a gun? I suggest you don't play with it easily. It's not a toy." Lao Hei was almost scared to death when the gun was pointed at him.
The key is that Jennifer's hands are shaking a little.
"Fxxk you! The guns I've played with are longer than your life!!" Jennifer cursed him.
You guys have come to this day too.
Zhang Ailun said, "There is nothing to discuss between us. If your partner has problems, that is his own business. You have to bear your losses yourself. If you want to make trouble for me, I promise to let your batch of pork rot in the warehouse! I will turn you into pork too!"
The white lawyer looked unhappy and said angrily: "We came here with sincerity, but you insisted on not cooperating with us and didn't want to pay the money. Then don't blame us for causing trouble for you in the future. Be careful on the road next time!!"
"Threatening me? Couldn't you have said that earlier? You're all gangsters, do you really think you have a clean record and are a legal company?" Zhang Ailun sneered.
"Even if I gave you that money, you wouldn't be satisfied. You would just think that we homeless people are easy to bully. Whatever falls into my hands, it's mine! Even if Jesus comes, I won't take it away. I say! Since you want to make trouble for me, you should be prepared to have your whole family go to the crematorium!!"
Just then, Xige also brought his men back. Seeing the tense situation, he blocked their way.
After asking the reason, the hot-tempered Beggar Gang disciple directly picked up a stool and smashed the Chevrolet's car window.
Lao Hei, who was in charge of security, wanted to resist, but Sig pointed a gun at his head, so he squatted down obediently with his head in his hands. However, he was still hit by three punches and two kicks, and was pinned to the ground and beaten with a swollen nose and face.
"Hey! You are abusing violence!!"
Seeing Siger coming towards him aggressively, the white lawyer panicked instantly and took out his cell phone to warn, "Don't come over, or I'll call the police now. If the police come over, none of you will end up well!"
Sig punched him in the face, breaking his nose. His nose was bleeding profusely and he yelled, "Call the police!" He stepped on the screen of his mobile phone and smashed it to pieces with a stool.
Grabbing his collar, "What I despise most is people like you who have no conscience! Your poisonous pork food processing factory has a huge industrial chain and supply chain, right? It has cooperation with multiple street gangs, ha? Then I will go and destroy your entire factory someday!!"
The lawyer covered his nose, knelt on the ground and begged, "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"
He advised kindly: "It's useless even if you report us! You need evidence! This is a society ruled by law! Young man, don't touch the capital's cake!"
Sig angrily punched him again, leaving him with a black eye. "Fuck you!!"
The lawyer fell to the ground with a cry, "F**K!! My glasses are broken!! I can't leave here without $200! I'm going to sue you for malicious injury!!"
Zhang Allen stopped the furious Sig, patted him on the shoulder to calm him down, and looked at the white lawyer with a smile.
Just when the lawyer thought he wanted to make peace, the chief said with a sweet smile: "You stupid bastard, are you looking for death? I'll help you. Come on! I'm going to take out your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys today! Jennifer, go get my knife! These people dare to threaten me with words today, and they will hire gunmen to assassinate me tomorrow. So I'll just kill them all! Take them all to the suburbs and chop them into pieces and bury them alive!"
"You like to talk about evidence? The person is dead. What evidence do you have to prove that I did it? Rely on God's revelation?"
Zhang Ailun took the knife, tore open the buttons of his clothes, put the tip of the knife against his chest, and scared the white lawyer to death.
I was a bit confused. "Do you think I should draw horizontally or vertically?"
Sig threatened with a wry smile: "Just chop it up. I'll have someone prepare a meat grinder. Throw it in and everything will be gone."
The cold blade directly stimulated the other person's scalp and made it numb! It felt like his head was about to explode.
"I was wrong! Please! Don't do this!! Let's go now and pretend nothing happened." The lawyer hugged his thigh and cried bitterly.
"Get away from me and drive your car away. You are so careless. You drank a little and took some drugs, but you could actually crash the car like this!" Zhang Ailun scolded.
"You're right, Mr. Jin. We must be careful next time. I'll tell our boss about this."
The lawyer was in tears and full of gratitude. He helped a few old black men limp into the car.
Zhang Ailun picked up the tactical chest bag, unloaded the magazine of the gun, unloaded the bullets, and threw it to the black man, "I don't accept guns with numbers, get lost. Don't come to me to sell guns and ammunition in the future!"
Lao Hei also jogged into the car, and when he turned around, he accidentally smashed the taillight of the car.
"They will never let it go like this." Watching the vehicle leave, Sig was thinking about how to nip the risk in the bud.
"If you want me to go to jail, just say so."
Zhang Ailun glanced at him and said, "Officer Miguel is in charge of the Economic Crime Investigation Division, not the Anti-gang Division. Did he take all the money?"
"Yeah." Sig nodded.
"Let's see if we can make some noise. Don't the police need evidence to arrest them? Let's find some clues to their smuggling crimes and knock out all those pork sellers!" Zhang Ailun wanted to root them out completely.
"It's impossible to get relevant intelligence and evidence so easily. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to do this for so long. The police didn't have any evidence against them and didn't even notice the business they were doing."
Sig felt that this was not an easy task. "But after seeing our firepower and attitude, they probably won't dare to provoke us easily. At most, they will entrust other small gangs on the street to harass us." Zhang Ailun smiled. The mountain people have their own tricks. Hasn't Officer Mig already got the account book?
However, it is difficult to overthrow them based on this estimate alone; more actual evidence is needed.
Time soon came to evening, and the Beggar Gang disciples and friends who were fighting outside also returned.
Dominic took out a sum of money from his handbag, counted it carefully, and reported to the chief leader, "Today, I picked up more than 5,000 cans, plus the 4,000 cans from yesterday. I sold them through the can recycling machine and made a profit of more than 400 US dollars! In addition to begging and other valuable recycling items, I made a profit of more than 200 US dollars, a total of 700 US dollars!"
As usual, Zhang Allen took away $200 in dividends and let them distribute the rest among themselves. Today's expenditure was $5012, and the total assets on hand were already $11666.
Simone and Little Lori also came back. Seeing their rosy faces, Zhang Allen greeted them and asked directly, "How is your discount coupon business going? Have you received the payment?"
Simone took out a handful of bonus coupons and said, "Look, these bonus coupons can be redeemed directly at nearby convenience stores and supermarkets!"
张艾伦看了一眼，发现还有几张大额的50美元奖金券，其他的都是20、10、5、2美元的奖金券。
"The last PS5 and 4090 graphics card have also been sold. With that money, we plan to continue to increase our investment."
Simone said, "In order to make this job bigger and stronger, I rented a house in a motel, where there are computers to use, and asked Blitz to get hundreds of accounts for us to facilitate shopping transactions. Dominic should have told you the news, right? I have to say that you did bring us some surprises. I also saw your RV yesterday, it's pretty good!"
"Congratulations! I knew you were an ambitious girl, so have you ever thought about coming and living with us in the RV? At least you can save some rent money." Zhang Ailun asked.
"I'm not someone who likes to rely on others." Simone shrugged her shoulders, implying, "I want to make money with my own abilities and buy a house and a car by myself."
"Hey! Do you have something against me?" Jennifer was immediately unhappy. They had a fight last night because she had teased Zhang Ailun.
He came over and took Zhang Allen's arm, saying dissatisfiedly: "I do like to rely on others, but that's because he is a real man with responsibility. Simone, you have such a good relationship with Allen, you should have helped him masturbate, and know his strengths and weaknesses, right?"
"..."
Zhang Ailun was speechless for a moment.
When the others saw this, they tactfully moved away.
"Fuck! At least I'm not so slutty as to just pull down a man's pants wherever I want!"
Simone was so frustrated by her close attack that she got a little mad. Why are you hitting me here?
"I didn't!" Jennifer answered confidently, "I can count the number of boyfriends I've had on one hand. What about you, Simone? Are you jealous of me? It was obviously you who came first, but in the end, I was the one who slept in the same bed with him."
Simone smiled coldly: "Alan and I are just very good friends, but you think that playing with men can give you the pleasure of conquest and enjoy it. But I have to say that you have messed with the wrong person!"
"You are so stubborn. You obviously want it very much, but you keep it to yourself. Would Alan run to your bed by himself? Last time I accidentally passed by your tent, I accidentally heard some noises that I shouldn't have heard." Jennifer answered provocatively.
Simone's face instantly became a little hot, and she glared at Zhang Allen viciously, "At least he has already seen me! I just didn't let him take responsibility!"
"You're responsible just because you've seen it? That's ridiculous. When did the West Coast become so conservative? I've done everything a girlfriend should do for him, so does that mean he can marry me?"
The two men were at loggerheads with each other, eager to come to blows.
Zhang Ailun tiptoed out of the battlefield and winked at Sig and others who were watching the show.
The chief leader admitted that he needed a tactical retreat.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Boss, as someone who has been through this, I suggest you deal with them as soon as possible, otherwise it will be detrimental to the unity of the camp." Sig suggested, trying to suppress his smile. We are trained in professional troops and generally don't laugh.
Unless you can't help it.
"Experienced person? What kind of experienced person are you? You are a private who has carried a gun in the army for several years and has never left the army base except for vacation time. How many girlfriends can you have had? Are they your right-hand man? Or boyfriends?" Zhang Ailun immediately responded with dissatisfaction.
Xige's defense was broken instantly, "I have never had a boyfriend!!"
"I do not believe."
Zhang Ailun was killing like crazy, calling out the names of all the Beggar Gang disciples present one by one.
In the end, everyone was furious and decided to go to the No. 9 Bridge Tunnel Camp to settle the score with Modern Brothers.
Just then, Jason came back in a pickup truck. He stopped by the roadside after a tailgate swing. He leaned out of the window and greeted them, "Hey guys! Look who's back? It's me! Your good friend Jason! The West Coast's Tomorrow's Millionaire is back!"
Ha ha.
Several people ignored him completely.
Cold violence!!
Fitz, who was sitting in the passenger seat, keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere and quietly got out of the car.
"You'd better not be too ostentatious, otherwise you will definitely suffer the consequences."
Jason was confused.
Zhang Ailun came over and criticized, "Jason, why did you use the car for so long? Can you drive dozens of kilometers in a day? We have been waiting here for you to deliver the car for half a year."
Jason was surprised and asked, "Really? Why didn't anyone send me a message?"
"Get your damn seeds off the truck and plant your damn fields! Do you need a hand?"
Zhang Ailun saw a few bags of seeds on the pickup truck, so he climbed onto the truck helpfully and carried them down in no time.
Jason was shocked. "Hey, are you guys on drugs?"
"Yeah! I'm really angry now!"
Zhang Ailun waved to Sig and the others to come over and drive, and he sat in the passenger seat, "I'm going to find someone to vent my anger!!"
"How much?" Jason answered automatically, "Which strip club? Can I go?"
Fitz smelled the smell and came over, grabbed his ear and walked inside, threatening: "If you dare to go! I will cut you into pieces!!"
Jason screamed and covered his ears as he was dragged away. "No, no, no."
There were continuous screams, it was terribly miserable.
Sig drove the car and drove out of the camp, and the group headed straight for the Modern Brothers' Bridge Cave Camp next door.
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