Chapter 201 Unlucky guy
"Pour a basin of water on our people to wake them up, move the other victims out and put them on the two pickup trucks. When they wake up tomorrow, they will drive the two trucks back to the city. Then set fire to this place and destroy all the bodies."
After Zhang Ailun finished speaking, he asked the others to go into the house and search it first, not leaving a penny behind, otherwise they would not be able to cover the cost of today's bullets and gun maintenance.
The Beggars' Sect disciples immediately launched the Three Lights Operation and dug deep inside the factory. They soon found a small safe, but since they didn't know the password, they had no way to unlock it and could only use brute force to pry the lock open.
After opening it, there was an account book list and several rolls of 50-yuan banknotes in cash.
"Boss, these are all we have. The rest are some leftover drinks, six unnumbered ghost guns, and a Remington shotgun." The Beggar Gang disciples handed over the looted supplies to Zhang Ailun.
Zhang Ailun counted the bills and found that there were only 4000 US dollars. He hesitated a little, wondering if these guys were too poor.
He simply waved his hand and distributed all the money to the Beggars' Sect disciples, asking them to divide it equally so that everyone would have a share. After all, this was their first mission and they needed to get a generous reward. Seeing the generosity of the chief leader.
I opened the transaction notebook and took a look at the list. It recorded all the human trafficking activities and some of the expenses.
A healthy young man can be sold at Heaven's Gate for $2000-8000, which is too cheap.
"Put this thing on them too. Then they will take the evidence and report to the police. The rest is not our business."
Zhang Ailun thought that those police officers would most likely not do anything drastic and could not be relied upon at all.
The Beggars' Sect disciples moved the kidnapped people to the pickup truck outside and poured cold water on two of their own people. The two shuddered and woke up instantly.
"Don't kill me! Please!"
"Oh my God! Help! I don't have much money! I'm a beggar!!"
As soon as they opened their eyes, they burst into tears.
Zhang Ailun said unhappily, "Forget about it. They won't let you go even if you beg for mercy. You might as well use your energy to figure out how to get back to the city from the suburbs."
The two were stunned for a moment, and recognized that the person standing in front of them was the chief leader. They looked at the body of Lao Hei next to them, and instantly became excited and burst into tears of gratitude.
"Boss, you came to save us! Thank God! These damn niggers actually dared to kidnap us and said they would sell us out!"
"We are poor people, and they even spared beggars. They are simply not human beings."
She was crying so hard that she felt so wronged.
"If anyone dares to touch my people, I will make them pay the price! Don't tell anyone else about this matter after you go back, otherwise it will easily cause trouble for me."
Zhang Ailun warned: "Otherwise, don't even think about following me anymore!"
"Don't worry, Boss! You saved our lives. From now on, we will do whatever you ask us to do. We will never cause any trouble for you." The Beggar Gang disciple immediately raised his hand to guarantee.
Loyalty +1!
Zhang Ailun couldn't help but complain that these two guys really have no cultural accomplishment at all. At least they can say something like "going through mountains of swords and diving into seas of fire". They tell you to go east instead of west, and to chase dogs instead of chickens. But what you say doesn't make any sense at all.
Waving his hands, the chief leader said nonchalantly: "Okay, let's end this matter here. You can find a way to get back to the city. Go straight along the road outside and you will reach the highway. Go another kilometer and there will be a suburban service station. You can get a taxi for a little money. We still have things to do next."
The two hurriedly left this place of trouble and prepared to hire a ride-hailing car online to return to the city. This suburban area was really damn scary.
After cleaning up the scene, they piled up all of Lao Hei's bodies in the house ready to be carried away. The other victims were driven to the nearby woods with their cars. Zhang Ailun also led his men to continue waiting, with the armed escort vehicle hidden in the darkness.
Sitting in the car, I took out Lao Hei's mobile phone, flipped through the contacts and saw a message notification about a group chat.
Spurs: There are no suitable targets in the suburbs.
Aaron: We just finished one order and are working on the second one now.
Spurs: Haha! We got two young guys! We're on our way back now.
Not long after, Sig saw a silver-gray Highlander with its lights on through the sniper rifle's scope.
Zhang Ailun was also sitting in the escort vehicle, and the Beggar Gang disciples had their guns ready nearby.
"Hey! We're back! WTF? Why is there no one here? Where's the car? Did they leave us to find some fun on their own?"
The Highlander stopped outside the factory. The two black men who got out of the car looked at the empty factory yard, feeling a little puzzled and confused.
But he didn't think too much about it. He just cursed these guys for eating alone without waiting for them, and quickly opened the car door with others and pulled the two young men out.
Looking at the young man who looked like a dead pig, Zhang Ailun fell into deep thought.
I couldn't help but complain: "Damn it. Are these two people so unlucky?"
I recognized that the two men were disciples of the Beggars' Sect.
It seems that this idiot just ran out and found an online car-hailing service, but was then taken away by someone. This is really bad luck. In the suburbs in the middle of the night, you dare to take a black man's car? You have a short memory.
This old black man is too arrogant!
Unbearable, no need to endure.
Zhang Allen directly asked Sig to take action.
There was a gunshot, and the old black man who was carrying the things suddenly had a bang on his forehead, and fell to the ground. The old black man who was lazily smoking leaves next to him saw this scene and couldn't help but be stunned, but soon the gunshot rang again.
Lao Hei was so frightened that he lost his mind, and began to move around frantically, rolling on the ground, and even lost his shoes. He was extremely lucky to avoid two sniper bullets!
Hidden in the darkness, panting.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that the tree he was leaning against was so hard and cold.
Then I heard the sound of bullets being loaded overhead.
When he looked up, he saw a hand reaching out from the pitch-black bushes, with the black muzzle of a gun pressed against his forehead, and next to it was the ear of a vehicle's rearview mirror.
Lao Hei was horrified, and before he could do anything, the owner of the hand pulled the trigger.
With a bang, Lao Hei fell to the ground.
Zhang Ailun couldn't help but complain when he saw Lao Hei's account being cancelled, "If this guy hadn't run over here, he would probably have lived a few more seconds."
Then he asked people to quickly clean up the traces of the body, throw it into a room in the factory, and wake up the two unlucky old guys.
The two of them woke up slowly, leaned against the dark sky, and took another look at the familiar scene. The chief helmsman put one hand in his pocket, looked at the two of them, and said speechlessly, "Tell me, how did you get kidnapped back here?"
The two felt very aggrieved, hugged their thighs and cried bitterly, "Boss, I'm so sorry!!"
"..."
"We ran to the highway and wanted to take an online taxi, but it was too far from the city and too late, so there was no taxi at all. We ran for a kilometer before we got a taxi, but we didn't expect that the driver was a black man! They tied us up without saying a word!"
The two of them wanted to cry but had no tears.
"You can drive back now."
Zhang Ailun was speechless.
I checked the license plate number of the Highlander again. It's not a cloned car. It's a regular second-hand car, made in 06. It's a bit old, but it has no record of violations. The driver is in trouble now. It's ownerless, so it won't cost much to ask a scalper to register its qualifications information.
He waved his hand and gave it to them as a means of transportation. "This can be considered a blessing in disguise for you."
"Thank you, boss!" The two were grateful and quickly got into the Highlander and drove back to the city in a hurry.
Hopefully they won't get stopped by the state troopers along the way.
Zhang Ailun watched them leave and could only wish them well. He then took out Lao Hei's cell phone and sent a message to the van.
Dark Box: The kidnapping activity is over now. We are going to find a dozen hot girls to have a party in the camp.
Aaron: Really? Boss?
Dark Box: When have I ever lied to you? Inform everyone outside to gather at the camp for a party. We have kidnapped a very beautiful girl. I am in a good mood today! I will treat you! Here are the best cocoa and leaves! After the party, we will go to the sauna.
Aaron: We are the only ones outside! We will be back soon!!
Wouldn’t this turn the black bass into a black carp?
Zhang Ailun laughed and asked the Beggars' Sect disciples to continue their fishing enforcement. In order to save bullets, he simply placed a few pull-ring grenade triggers on the road they had to pass through, which was guaranteed to make them black and blue.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the van came back, speeding at full speed with the accelerator pressed to the bottom. There was also a ghostly rap sound coming from the car, and it did a drift and drove outside the yard of the camp factory.
"Bro! We're back!!"
The old blacks screamed and scratched their ears and cheeks like baboons in heat.
"Go to hell and party. Satan has everything."
Zhang Ailun watched them take a step forward in a hurry.
Lao Hei kicked the steel wire away, and the next second, with a bang, the grenade exploded, with flames shooting up into the sky and dirt flying! The Lao Hei who were gathered together were blown away in an instant. Smoke filled the air.
A piece of green, a piece of purple. A piece of east, a piece of west.
The area was cleared immediately.
It has to be Jimmy's efficient working style!
Zhang Ailun sighed, and immediately got out of the car and took people to check. He also had Lao Hei, who was still catching his breath, dragged away and cleaned up. He lit a fire and threw it into the factory, and a raging fire broke out with a bang.
"Go, go, go. Get out of here quickly."
Seeing the fire being ignited, Zhang Ailun immediately took his men and drove away from this dangerous place. He sat in the bulletproof escort vehicle, while the others drove the van, which was also given for free.
After receiving the news, Sig rubbed his sore shoulders, disassembled the sniper rifle and put it in the ammunition box, and sighed: "I'm really old. I can't stand it after lying on the ground for half an hour. The black man was not killed with one shot. Several subsonic bullets were wasted."
The Beggar Gang disciple next to him comforted him, "That's good enough."
Back in the escort vehicle, Zhang Ailun praised Sig's sharp shooting skills and gave him some of the money he had found in the factory, which made Sig flattered.
He immediately boasted: "If I was serving in the army before, I could kill people attacked by non-professionals like this with one shot! Now it's far worse. I haven't practiced for a long time, and my skills are rusty."
"Then you'd better pick up those lost skills again. Maybe you'll need them in the future." After saying that, Zhang Ailun stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the crime scene, with the van following behind.
On the way, I also received a message from Reid: I have cleared the site, you can come to pick up the goods now! The address is the No. 26 gravel site in the suburbs. You only have half a day, remember to bring the $7 in cash!
Burger King: ok!
Zhang Ailun asked Qibatu and his team to take a van to the city to change the sand truck, and to bring all the prepared things over and send them the location information.
He turned the car around and took Sig to gravel site No. 26 first.
It took twenty minutes to drive to the gravel field and park in front of the door. Looking at the closed gate, Zhang Ailun also sent a message to the other party.
Director Reid: You came in through the back door, where there's an open blue door.
Zhang Ailun did as he was told, circled the escort vehicle, and indeed saw the opened gate.
Instead of rushing in, in order to leave no trace and act cautiously, Zhang Ailun simply asked Xige to get out of the car, remove all the license plates, pack them up and throw them in the car before driving in.
The site is very large, covering an area as large as a dozen basketball courts. There are also various excavation and mixing facilities parked on the site, as well as piles of clay powder and bungalows.
There was a pickup truck parked nearby. When they arrived, it immediately started the engine and flashed the lights a few times to attract attention.
Zhang Ailun also honked his horn in response.
Supervisor Red got out of the car hesitantly, walked over with a gun in his hand, and shouted, "Hey! Is this Burger King?"
Zhang Allen simply took Sig out of the car and said hello, "Hey man. It's me."
"Did you bring the money?" Supervisor Red looked at them suspiciously, then looked at the armed escort vehicle behind them and asked in surprise: "Are you in the arms business? Are you running an armed nation?"
"You don't need to ask so many questions. Who says only those who own gun shops have escort vehicles? There are plenty of arms dealers out there." Zhang Ailun replied.
"You count it, the money is all in here." Zhang Ailun threw the briefcase containing the cash to him, "The goods I want are all here, right? Why is there no one here at night? Aren't you afraid that someone will steal your things?"
Supervisor Reid took the handbag in a hurry and began to count the items. The number was not wrong and his expression eased a lot.
Then he complained, "Hey, man, if I wasn't really short of money, I would never have secretly sold these raw materials to you. These goods are worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and I only sold them for 70,000 US dollars! I'm losing a lot of money!"
"I drugged him and he was already unconscious. Don't worry!"
"Come on, man, there are so many people in your company who are corrupt, one more or one less won't make much difference."
Zhang Ailun didn't care about his complaints at all. In the resource business, how many people would not embezzle when selling materials by tons?
Take a little from this site today, take a little from that site tomorrow, and no one will find out. The workers take it, the supervisor takes it, and the auditor takes it.
If they don't take it, how can they let their families live a good life? Just relying on that little salary?
Any wool that is taken from the hands of capitalists is not called wool taking.
It's just that those unlucky guys who were knocked unconscious this time are pitiful.
"Believe me, with this money, you can get your life back on track soon! The prerequisite is that you will not throw money into the casino again. Otherwise, no matter how much money you have, it will not be enough to lose." Zhang Ailun saw that he was feeling regretful and also advised him.
"Of course I won't go there again." Supervisor Red didn't care about what he said, but no one knew whether he listened to it or not. The words of gamblers were always unreliable.
He added: "All the materials you need are here. The blue barrel contains aluminum powder, the red barrel contains ammonium nitrate, the black barrel contains softened water, and the bags contain prepared clay powder. The other pits contain excavated clay and rare mineral resources, which are useless to you..."
Zhang Ailun looked at the plastic barrels of different colors, with black skull labels and red exclamation marks on them!
Counting them one by one, they are all dangerous items.
The raw materials in Site 26 alone can be made into clay explosives, enough to blow up all the banks in Los Angeles. No wonder it is strictly controlled.
But most people, even if they have the ingredients in front of them, won’t mix them according to the proportions, and one mistake can easily lead to bad luck!
Zhang Ailun did not dare to act rashly. After all, he did not know the right proportion to mix clay explosives. Sig had only learned how to disassemble and use explosives and was not professional in their production. It was better for him to wait patiently for the professionals from his blasting team to come.
While waiting, I chatted with Supervisor Red for a few more words. He was also a little confused, "How are you going to take the goods away? There is no room for just one escort truck. Is there anyone else coming?"
"If you're scared, you can leave first." Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "I promise I won't take away everything in here."
"I'd better stay here." Supervisor Red felt relieved because he saw that he was trustworthy and his goal was indeed to get the raw materials and he was not inviting a wolf into the house.
(End of this chapter)
