Chapter 207 Return of the Dragon King
[Daily Intelligence: The shipwreck area in the southern port of Los Angeles is open for free fishing and treasure hunting. Alpha Company and the port area have rented fishing boats. You only need to pay a $100 ticket to participate. The event is limited to three days, and the participation time is from 8:00 am to 23:59 am every day. ]
【详细：运输货物的MMS-5800美森快船沉没在加州洛南部65区海域的236-549-54b区域附近，货船上储藏着大量有价值的物品，序列号N-296的蓝色集装箱货物内储藏着来自古董银行的6块重达8000克的沉船金砖，总价值56万美金。】
Shipwreck gold bricks?
Zhang Ailun became interested and searched the daily gold price. Today's market price is US$1 per gram, which is slightly more volatile than the gold price a while ago.
This is 16 kilograms of gold!
Good, good. If you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences.
[Daily Intelligence: Your old Pickup Auto Repair Shop has opened up new business and refreshed the vehicle recovery mission activity. A silver Bentley zombie car worth $167 is stored in the underground parking lot of the wealthy apartment area at No. 15 Tianlong Avenue. The owner was sentenced to 19 years in prison by the court for molesting a minor. He needs to pay a bail of $37 to be released from prison and be detained for 15 days. ]
[Details: The Silver Fox team in the seventh block clashed with the black team in the warehouse area, which benefited the Eagle team. However, due to their expansion of business, they offended the black theft gangs in other blocks, and they had a fight with each other. The patrolling police took advantage of them and arrested them and put them in jail. Three stolen vehicles worth 5 US dollars in the suburban warehouse area have not been claimed. You may encounter some peers who take advantage of the situation to rob.]
Are there any more vehicles that can be recycled?
That guy's case must not have been tried by Dave, otherwise he would not have had a chance to get out.
Are you a colleague? Some stinky car thieves are trying to steal the business from the leader. Can you beat them? Do you have an AK? Do you have an RPG?
[Daily Intelligence: Your old friend Tommy is going to introduce you to a lucrative commission. His partner Rip is a well-known DJ music producer in the West Coast circle. He jumped to form the New Great White Shark Rap Company, but his behavior caused dissatisfaction among his old boss, who hired a group of suburban Motorband members to steal the 280T chip USB drive worth $8 million that stored a large number of pornographic music rubbing templates. He needs a reliable person to help him destroy the music copies or take them back from Motorband. They expect to pay you $80 or a higher sales dividend! ]
Tommy? This guy is really good at dealing with things, and he has a lot of friends.
But an $80 reward, just to get that copy of the music back?
He is really generous!
Zhang Ailun immediately considered taking on this task commission. He didn't know how the Dongwu sisters' operations were going. It was estimated that they had signed a contract with the new Great White Shark Entertainment Company.
[Daily Intelligence: Wells Fargo Bank in Palmdale was recently hit by a debt crisis. A bank executive was killed by a homeless man on his way back to his apartment. The man claimed that his $6 deposit was entrusted to Wells Fargo for regular deposit, but was secretly misappropriated by employees to buy junk stock funds, resulting in heavy losses! He went bankrupt and wandered the streets. The bank refused to compensate him and said that this was the employee's personal behavior and he had been fired. The bank's head and shareholders held a press conference and claimed that this was a false rumor.]
[Details: Some shareholders of Wells Fargo secretly transferred and sold their shares, and colluded with the China Securities Regulatory Commission to set up a trap, buy low and sell high, commit financial fraud, and embezzle funds to other bank accounts. Wells Fargo is heavily in debt and is about to go bankrupt. Bank executives decided to find a well-known team in the circle to provide account settlement services. The Bowhead Whale Organization and other teams are also considered for contact. ]
Good guy.
I told you this thing wouldn't last long!
The incident of a homeless man killing a bank executive only ignited the fuse of the bank's bankruptcy in advance. It is not uncommon for banks to secretly embezzle customer assets for stock speculation. If the behavior is too ugly, bankruptcy is a matter of time.
If you want to swallow the money safely, you have to find someone to settle the account.
Zhang Ailun put away his phone, and Irene put on her clothes and came out.
Chestnut curly hair, a printed white T-shirt, a cool bag, jeans, and white sneakers exude youthful purity and look very good.
"I'll take you to work first, and then Jennifer will tell you what to do." Zhang Ailun withdrew his admiring gaze. It's good to be young, and you have the capital to be proud of.
"Yes, thank you, sir," Irene replied.
"Call me boss," said Zhang Ailun.
"Boss." Irene said.
Zhang Ailun nodded with satisfaction, took Irene out of the sea view villa, sat in the driving seat of the Wrangler, waited for the other party to fasten the seat belt, started the car and headed for West Street.
Before they had walked two blocks, while waiting for the traffic light, Irene's phone rang. The other party took a look and hurriedly hung up the call, but it rang again a few seconds later.
Zhang Ailun took a look at the other party's distressed expression and thought it must be her ex-boyfriend calling.
I immediately persuaded her, "Why did you hang up? Was it your ex-boyfriend calling? He might be worried about you now. Even if you hang up, he will continue to call. I am your boss now, and he is just your ex-boyfriend. What's so shameful about this?"
At least the chief leader dares to do it and admit it.
Irene was encouraged and answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Where are you? Why don't you answer my call?" An indignant voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I found a high-paying job through a friend's connection. I passed the interview, and my new boss and I are preparing to go to work," Irene replied.
"What kind of job requires you to stay out all night? You're at the sea view villa in Santa Monica? You must know the cost of living there, right? Did you find this job relying on your talent? It must be a one-time job!" the other party said sarcastically.
"Fuck you! You checked me? You don't trust me?" Irene was a little annoyed. "I don't remember that I promised to get back together with you! Did you block me at my place?"
"I'm a pig for trusting you. If you have the guts, just look back." The other person said angrily, "I remembered your birthday and bought you a birthday present. I'm so stupid!"
Zhang Ailun glanced through the rearview mirror and saw a white guy riding a bicycle with the wheels and pedals almost broken. He was holding a rose in one hand and raising his middle finger at the Wrangler.
She was immediately amused and turned around to tease, "It seems your boyfriend-to-be is quite concerned. Do you want to get off the car and explain to him first?"
Irene was a little flustered and said quickly: "Boss, I'm sorry, I will take care of this matter. He is not my boyfriend now."
Then he immediately said to the phone: "Can you be more mature? There will be no good result if we are together. You can only make $3000 a month. When can we afford to buy a house?"
"You are too materialistic! I've said it before, it's not easy to survive in a big city. It's better to go back to the countryside. At least life there is more stable. We can take care of your mother together." said the boyfriend.
"The economy in the countryside is too backward. I don't want to stay there forever. I also don't want my future children to receive the same environment and education as me." Irene said dissatisfiedly: "You don't understand what I want. If I don't make money, how will my mother get medicine and see a doctor?"
"In that case, then we have no choice but to break up completely! I don't want to suffer here! Hey! Is the one driving your boss? Can you ask him to roll down the window so I can see? Do you like old men?" The other party continued to mock him.
Zhang Ailun lowered the window and raised his middle finger. "Okay, as you wish. Boy, can you leave now? Don't interfere with my work."
The other party took a few glances and found that the owner of the car was so young. There was no harm without comparison. The muscles exposed by rolling up his sleeves could blow his head off with one punch! Only then did he ride away in anger.
It was just a small episode in life, and Zhang Ailun didn't take it seriously. He drove to the Armed Nation and parked at the door.
Turning his head to look at the frustrated and unhappy Irene, he comforted her, "It's just a small thing. Who hasn't experienced emotional trauma since childhood? What you need to do now is to work hard and don't let these things affect you."
"Thank you, boss." Irene cheered herself up, got out of the car and waved goodbye.
Zhang Ailun turned the car around and left. He took out his cell phone to search for the paparazzi and, in the spirit of helping others, immediately drove to the location coordinates of West Hollywood.
When we arrived here, we found that it was a relatively remote film set and also a construction site of an unfinished building. There were few people around and not even a camera. Zhang Ailun parked the Wrangler on the side of the road and saw that there were several paparazzi with long guns and short guns and black people on motorcycles wandering around the filming site, which seriously affected the progress of the filming.
The producer and director were arguing with the paparazzi and trying to drive them away, but those black men were not going to tolerate them. They just went over and snatched their cell phones, pinned them to the ground and beat them up, leaving them with bruises and swollen faces. They also smashed a lot of road facilities.
The male protagonist, with a slicked-back hair and a suit as a prop, quickly stepped forward and wanted to argue something.
But the black motorcycle gang leader took out the Truth he carried with him, put it on his forehead, and said angrily: "Really? Are you trying to provoke us? Come on! Boy, are you sure you want to fight us? We are street fighters!"
"Are you the Dragon King?"
Lao Hei flipped through the script, "The Double Life of My Rich Husband", and recited it verbatim: "So what? I'm the CEO! I'm the king of the underground. With just one word from me, I can cause the financial market in Los Angeles to collapse! All economies to shut down! Trigger a financial crisis! Enter a great depression. Anyone who dares to touch you will be an enemy of our Cross family. I'm willing to do anything for you, marry me. You are the love of my life."
Damn... This line gave the black guys goosebumps.
But I also feel a little excited and my blood is boiling. What's going on?
The Dragon King was a little embarrassed, "We are just filming a skit, it's not real, what do you want to do!"
"We are here to look for the female star named Amanda." The boss said with a stern face, "It has nothing to do with the rest of you, so mind your own business, or I will definitely teach you a painful lesson!!"
When the Dragon King and the producer heard this, they quickly pointed the direction to the old blacks, "She is reading the script in the RV."
The heroine Amanda turned pale. When she saw the black men approaching, she quickly closed the window and screamed in panic, "I have never offended you! Please don't do this! We have called the police!"
"Let us take a few photos and we will leave. Don't let us use force!" Lao Hei smashed the car window glass. The staff at the venue wanted to stop them, but Lao Hei was not polite and chose to shoot directly at the ground!
With a bang, the bullet hit the ground. Although it didn't hit anyone, it still scared them so much that they ran to the corner.
"Aren't you the Dragon King? Why don't you take action?" Zhang Ailun got out of the car and came to the handsome white guy who was squatting in the corner and shivering.
The male protagonist couldn't help but yelled: "Fxxk, I'm just an actor who makes a few hundred dollars for each movie. I'm not risking my life."
Looking back and seeing the fully armed Zhang Ailun, his expression changed quickly and he said quickly: "I'm sorry. I'm not targeting you. Are you from a security company? Or an actor? Can I use the gun on you?"
"I'm just passing by." Zhang Ailun said. He watched as the black men continued to smash the windows, pry open the door locks, and led the paparazzi into the RV. From inside, the heroine Amanda's fierce resistance and shouting could be heard.
"Do you make movies so realistically? Man, what role do you play in it? A traitor?" Zhang Ailun was a little confused and asked even though he knew the answer.
"…I am the Dragon King."
The male protagonist's face darkened, and he said stubbornly: "Well, can't you see the current situation? Those black people are looking for trouble! If you have the ability, you shouldn't say such sarcastic words here, you should help us."
The producer and director also ran over. "Hey! Buddy, are you a police officer? Whoever you are, can you help us? Our cell phones are broken and we have no signal here."
"10000." Zhang Ailun said.
"What?" The director and producer looked confused.
"10000 dollars and I'll help you kill them!" Zhang Allen held out his hand, "I'm a professional bounty hunter and I just got to work today."
"We don't want anyone to get killed..." The director and producer looked at each other.
"5000 US dollars. I'll help you get rid of those people." Zhang Ailun said again.
"Okay, but you have to drive them away first so that we can pay you." The director and producer agreed.
"Ok." Zhang Ailun took the grenade from his belt, pulled the ring, and stuffed it directly into his hand under the confused gaze of the Dragon King. "Take it! Now you are like a mop covered in shit, the God of War is alive. There is no one in the world!!"
"Oh! Shit!!" The Dragon King's face turned pale with fright. He didn't expect this madman to stuff a grenade into his hand. He was struck by lightning and wanted to run away in a panic, but Zhang Ailun held his hand tightly and he couldn't get away at all.
"Don't let go, the grenade will explode! Man, this is not a toy! There are ways to do it with $5000. If you just give me $5000, I will definitely do it myself."
Under the shocked gaze of the producer and director, Zhang Ailun patted the sweaty Dragon King and comforted him: "Don't worry, it's your turn to perform now! You are the protagonist of the set, you are the Dragon King! They will definitely be scared away by your fearlessness, I will help you!"
He pulled out his pistol and pressed it against the Dragon King's lower back, then walked over holding the safety pin of a grenade as if he were holding a hostage.
The Dragon King is so confused, is this what you mean by helping me?
I see you want to kill me?
I feel a little emotionally broken.
"Hey! Nigger! Look what this is?"
A few black people looked back in confusion and saw the Dragon King holding a fragmentation grenade and looking like a suicide maniac, and the mysterious man behind him. They were instantly frightened.
"WTF!! What are you doing, man? Are you trying to kill yourself?"
"Hold it tight! Don't let go!!"
The Dragon King's face turned pale with fear, and he was sweating profusely, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "Leave here quickly! Otherwise, I will explode!!"
"Okok... let's go now." Lao Hei couldn't understand how this guy dared to risk his life. He turned around and rode away on his motorcycle with the paparazzi in an unlucky manner.
"It's much safer now, man." Zhang Ailun said with relief: "You saved the love of your life."
The Dragon King trembled as he handed the grenade back to Zhang Ailun, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him put the pull ring back in.
"Oh my God! I'm so scared."
The blonde heroine Amanda got out of the RV in tears, "Thank you so much, sir! You saved the lives of our entire crew!"
(End of this chapter)
