Chapter 190: Arms Dealer from Entry to Death
After exchanging places with Melvin, Zhang Alan sent people to the Sanji Bar. He did not choose to go in to supervise the work of Mary and Gus, but drove directly to the Armed Nation on West Street.
When I arrived here, I saw Sig had already parked the escort vehicle in front of the gun store, loaded with equipment from the Firefox PMC Security Company, and ready to go.
Zhang Ailun parked the car in the backyard of the gun store, got out and called Sig to come over for help, unloaded all the equipment, and then put them on the counter and marked the prices for sale.
Sig came over and opened the ammunition box to take a look. He checked the gun serial numbers and several paper lists. He was a little surprised. "Boss, where did you get these ammunition from? The weapon serial numbers are still from the factory, and they are all legal. Did you really not spend a penny? There must be at least $200,000 worth of ammunition here!"
Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "These are all left to me by my good friend whom I have never met before."
He immediately informed Sig of what had happened at the suburban ranch.
After hearing this, Sig was also extremely shocked. "What kind of arms dealer could destroy my entire army just to take revenge? And he even killed so many animals? He is really talented!"
The key is that the chief leader can always accurately pick up bargains, your life must be so special!
Zhang Ailun told him to stop talking and start working quickly. He also lent a hand and helped hang the guns on the wall and in the cabinet and drew up prices.
Sig took the list of gun numbers upstairs, logged into the official website, listed the legal guns one by one, and registered them by number.
In this way, buyers can select and order guns online, or they can choose to come to the nearest store to view and purchase guns.
"Boss, we have a store and guns, but I feel like we're still short of manpower. Should we go out and recruit a few female shop assistants?"
Sig went downstairs to consult the chief leader, wondering whether they should imitate the configuration of the boss of another Armed Nation. It would be best if the clerks had fair skin, long legs, and spoke nicely.
"Don't bother yourself. Aren't there plenty of beauties among us?"
Zhang Allen immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Jennifer.
Zhang Ailun: Would you like to take a proper job if I gave you one? No physical labor, no running around, you can just sit all day and earn decent money.
Jennifer: You want me to go out and perform? Do you dislike me?
Zhang Ailun: Stop kidding. Sig and I opened a gun store, and we are short of sales staff. I would like to invite you to come and help. I can pay you $35 an hour, plus additional sales dividends.
By the way, I took some photos of the interior of the gun store and the guns hanging on the wall.
Jennifer: That's so cool! I love this job, but I don't know much about gun robbing. Do I need to learn more?
Zhang Ailun: You just need to write down the gun model and price. The process is not complicated. All you need to do is introduce the gun model and advantages to the customer and find someone to sell the gun. Offline sales must be qualified, and guns cannot be sold to unqualified people.
Jennifer: Don't worry, dear, I'm a professional at this! I'll sell all these weapons just like I sell myself!
Zhang Ailun: …
Oh no, I almost forgot Jennifer's specialty. She is a professional at deceiving and cheating others.
Zhang Ailun: You'd better not do too many tricks. No one knows what those people who buy guns will do.
Jennifer: I understand! Can I go to work now? I can't wait!
Zhang Ailun: [Location coordinates] Come on.
After taking care of the sales staff, Zhang Allen also sent a message to Bailey, asking him to come over to help look after the store. After waiting in the store for a while, the two came over.
Zhang Allen had also put on his security gear and explained to the two men, "We are going to do some business outside now. You should get familiar with the environment of the store first, and then open the store for business. If someone places an order online, first find out whether he is an individual or a store, and verify the authenticity. Only legal and compliant products can be sold to him. If it is near downtown Los Angeles, we can deliver it to your door for free. If it is outside Los Angeles, you can send it to the post office for a small quantity. For large-caliber weapons worth more than $10,000, we will escort them personally, but we will charge additional escort and delivery fees based on the number of kilometers and risks."
Bailey was familiar with the requirements of this line of work and made an OK gesture to indicate that there were no problems.
Jennifer also began to read the employee code of conduct carefully. Zhang Ailan glanced at the written packaging, "Learning to be an Arms Dealer from Scratch, from Entry to Graveyard".
No, I asked you to sell a gun at home, but you wanted to get involved in international transactions?
Zhang Ailun felt a little numb.
I suppressed my thoughts, thinking that Jennifer might just be acting on a whim and she would be fine in a couple of days.
I also told them how to run a gun shop, and that they don't need to be too enthusiastic towards ordinary customers. Gun enthusiasts must have understood this in advance, so they just need to do their job well, introduce guns, investigate their background, and complete the transaction.
Jennifer also promised to give customers a home-like experience. Bailey also felt that with a strong man like him here, no one else would dare to cause trouble.
Only then did Zhang Ailun feel relieved and went out, sitting in the escort vehicle.
He took a look at the goods in the back, which were large and small green boxes of military equipment, but did not find the sealed paper document. He asked, "Where is the document worth thirty thousand dollars?"
"The security company only allowed me to take away this batch of arms and equipment. I need to go to the street cafe of the post office to meet with someone to pick up the encrypted documents." Sig replied.
"Ok."
After the leader fastened his seat belt, Sig started the car, turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the post office on North Street.
They soon arrived at the post office on North Street and stopped next to the intersection. Sig took out his cell phone and sent a message to a contact. Half a minute later, a mysterious man wearing a hood, sweatshirt, and sneakers came out of the coffee shop across the street.
He came to the armed escort vehicle, knocked on the window, took out the document from his arms and handed it to Sig who was in the driver's seat, and instructed: "This document needs to be escorted to Palm Valley and handed over to Harry, the manager of Interstellar Insurance Company. Do not try to open it during the process, otherwise it will be invalid and the employer will not pay you the money. You will also need to pay an additional expensive penalty!"
Sig took the document and said, "Don't worry, we are professionals."
He rolled up the window again, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
Zhang Ailun glanced at the man on the street through the rearview mirror. After handing over the envelope, the other party turned around and left, acting very mysterious. If he hadn't known the contents of the document in advance, he would have thought it contained some confidential arms documents, F35 design drawings or something like that.
Sig drove the armed escort vehicle steadily to Palm Valley. He had a similar experience a few days ago, so he was familiar with the escort this time.
Zhang Ailun picked up the paper document and took a look at it. There were signs of a one-time packaging on it. If he did not follow the rules and agreements to open it, the escort mission would fail.
You may be satisfied with the job, but the employer will not only not pay you, but you will also fall into the Shura field and get into trouble. At the same time, you will offend several partners, pay expensive liquidated damages, and your reputation will be ruined.
Seeing that the chief leader was very curious about the document, Sig advised: "Boss, you'd better not be too interested in the contents here. It will only bring endless trouble to our work. Our mission is to escort the arms and deliver the envelope to the employer. There is no need to cause trouble."
"Don't worry. Do you think I'm the kind of person who would lose the big picture for the sake of the small? I'm a very disciplined person! I already know the content of this document." Zhang Ailun remained calm and stuffed the document into the safe box.
Sig was skeptical of the chief's words. You knew what it was just after you got it. Do you think you have X-ray vision? "Drive carefully. There shouldn't be any time events on the way. I need to take a rest."
Zhang Ailun put on his goggles, sat in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest.
Sig also drove the vehicle attentively. There were no convoys passing by, and he planned a stable route in advance. He specifically chose those main roads to drive. There was no traffic jam on the highway this time, and the speed was more than 100 yards throughout the journey, and the speed was very fast.
More than an hour later, the navigation system also issued a reminder: "It is expected to arrive in Palm Valley in ten minutes. The road ahead will soon be congested, so slow down."
When I reached the suburbs of Xige, I saw the state police checking cars ahead. I waited for a few minutes but still didn't see any, so I simply turned the car around and headed for another road. After a detour of ten minutes, I finally got back to the original route.
"We are about to enter the city of Palmdale. There is a traffic light ahead. Vehicle accidents are frequent here. Please slow down."
Xige's expression relaxed, he smiled, and woke up Zhang Ailun who was resting with his eyes closed, "Boss, wake up, we are almost there."
Zhang Ailun slept all the way. He stretched and took a look at the surroundings. He had no impression of it. It was not the same route as the last time he took the state police car.
I took out my phone and searched the map. I was already close to the city. I was now on a road in the suburbs of Palmdale and there were not many vehicles nearby.
Looking at the reminder of the accident-prone area, Zhang Ailun became alert, "Do traffic accidents often happen on this road? Don't be too happy too soon. As long as the goods are not delivered to the employer, this mission will not be considered a success."
"I understand. I just wanted to wake you up to help monitor the surroundings," Sig explained.
As the two were talking, a black Buick pulled up from behind, driving side by side. From the outside, the color of the solar film was too dark, making it impossible to see who was sitting inside.
Zhang Ailun was a little curious about the person in the car. He took out his weapon, held it in his hand, turned on the safety, and asked Sig to pay attention to the other party's movements.
"Do you see this car? If the owner does anything unusual, lower the window and crash into it without hesitation." Zhang Ailun decided to take the initiative. As long as the other party dared to pull out a gun, he would just open fire!
"Ok." Sig also noticed the car. He drove the car carefully, but after a few minutes of driving together, he did not see any abnormal behavior from the other party. When passing a car repair shop, the other party turned the steering wheel and turned directly in.
"This guy may just happen to be traveling with us." Sig said in surprise.
But the leader's intuition told him that it was not that simple. How could there be so many coincidences in the world?
He glanced at the black Buick sedan parked in the repair shop and said, "Can't catch up? Then just speed up. It will be much better once we enter the city."
Sig stepped on the accelerator and sped up. He soon left the other car behind. The black Buick behind him disappeared. He smiled and said, "Boss, I said it's impossible for so many dangerous accidents to happen."
Zhang Ailun also felt puzzled, but it was good that no sudden accident happened. He nodded and said, "They are lucky to have saved their lives. I have opened the safety of my gun."
But he was still not reassured, so he simply took out his cell phone and sent the license plate number to Blitz.
Zhang Ailun: Please help me check the information of this car.
Blitzcrank: ok.
Car repair shop.
The black Buick stopped on the side of the road. Three or four white people in the car got out, their waist bags bulging. They watched the armed escort vehicle leave, unwilling to accept it. They looked down at their punctured tires and couldn't help cursing: "Fxxk! Which bastard spread the nails on the road? My tire was punctured!"
"Hey guys, do you want to get your car repaired?" The black clerk of the repair shop came out, took a look at their punctured tires, and couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh, you have really bad luck. You can run over a nail on such a wide road."
"How much does it cost to change the tire? We still have things to do!" said the Buick owner.
"What's going on? Are you going to rob the escort truck that just passed by?" The black clerk said half-jokingly, "Replacing the tires and wheels will cost $400."
"What!? Why don't you just go and rob?" The bearded man wearing a knitted hat couldn't help but curse: "When I bought this car, it was only $1400. The four wheels together are not worth that much."
"I'm talking about changing all four tires! I only offer package services here. If you don't want to change them, forget it. Drive another ten minutes to the city. The price there is higher."
Seeing that they were reluctant to pay, the black clerk said sternly, "If the police see your flat tire, they might force you to call a tow truck and send you to a fixed repair shop. By then, it will cost more than $400."
"You're right! Change it for us quickly. Here's $400!" The other person didn't want to argue too much and directly took out $400 in cash.
The black man looked at his wallet in surprise. So much money?
"Ok, I'll go and help you solve the problem."
As soon as Lao Hei entered the house, he picked up the phone and started to tip off his good buddy, "Hey! Bro, I have a business deal here. There are a few soft protein guys carrying at least 2000 US dollars, and their tires were punctured by our nails. Ok, come here quickly!"
The people waiting outside were getting a little impatient. It had been several minutes and the tire still hadn't been changed?
This nigger is so slow in doing things! I really want to give him a whip!
"In ten minutes, the escort trucks will be in the city, and the plane will reach San Francisco." One gang member complained: "This deal will definitely not be done."
"As long as they haven't sent the documents to the insurance company's employer, our business won't be considered a failure!" said the bearded man wearing a knitted hat, "We still have a chance! Let's do it right in the city!"
"Hey, man, ten thousand dollars isn't that worth it? We'll be dead if we get caught by the police." The other man was a little reluctant.
"If the police find out about your affairs, you will also have to spend fifty years in prison!"
The bearded man said angrily: "We are in this business to do things for customers for money. If we can't get things done, how are we going to make money in the future?"
"Well, you're the boss, you have the final say."
After waiting for a few minutes, the black man finally came out, and several people couldn't help but urge him to fix the car quickly. But the black man seemed to be dawdling, making various excuses to delay time, which completely aroused the dissatisfaction of several people.
"Fuck you! Do you want to rob us? Do you think we are easy to bully?" The bearded man could no longer bear it and directly took out the truth and slammed it on the black man's forehead, "Now! Immediately! Fix my car!!"
"Hey! What are you doing?"
Two pickup trucks drove over and stopped on the side of the road. Several black men ran out of the trucks, holding black boxes in their hands, and yelled, "Put down all your weapons!"
"Fxxk you!" the bearded man yelled angrily and fired directly, killing the black man with a bang.
The old blacks around were also frightened. They didn't expect the other party to dare to shoot directly! Where did this psychopath come from? They also immediately squatted behind the bunker and fired back.
The two sides started firing gunshots! !
We celebrated the New Year in advance on the road in the suburbs.
(End of this chapter)
