Chapter 118 Youth Education Zhang Ailun glanced at his phone and sure enough, an anonymous message appeared. The information shows the detailed identity and social status of those teenagers and minors, as well as their home addresses and even small colored videos. God knows how Blitzcrank got it. "Thanks for your help, Blitzcrank." Zhang Ailun was also full of admiration for his skills. "With this information, we can take the initiative to find trouble for them!" "I think we can just send these videos to that guy. He'll probably be furious after seeing them." Xige laughed, clicked on the video to watch it, and found that they all had different male protagonists. I originally thought that I could develop a relationship with this beautiful woman with a nice figure, but now I have lost this idea in an instant. "I know this guy. He's the leader of those motorcycle gangs. I didn't expect that he was also having an affair with this female internet celebrity named Mickey." Sig quickly recognized the appearance of one of the white boys.
"You can just send it to him directly." Zhang Ailun suggested. Sig sent it directly to SteamCat. Not long after, I received an anonymous call. After the call was connected, the other party yelled angrily: "Fuck you! Where did you get this from? Are you kidding me? Was this done by AI?" It’s already this late, and you’re still thinking about Ai. Can your Ai produce such a realistic piling video? Why doesn't this guy admit that he was cuckolded? "Dude, do you want to die? Do you believe that I can list your crimes right now, report them to the police, and let them arrest you and put you in jail for the rest of your life?" Zhang Ailun took the phone and threatened with words, and took the opportunity to spray out beautiful words starting with F. He firmly held the upper hand, and the Steam Cat was almost overwhelmed at one point. The other party was furious for a while, but soon calmed down, "Did you ask someone to check on me?" "Steamcat, Justin, what do you think?" Without the mysterious veil, hackers pose almost no threat, especially if they are in the same city, just a few blocks away, and are almost like neighbors who see each other every day. Zhang Ailun has now completely grasped the initiative, and said in a low voice: "Dude, you took the initiative to provoke us. If you don't want to be dragged to the suburbs and buried alive by us, I'll give you a chance. At 9 o'clock in the evening, call those motorcycle gangs to in the suburbs. We will wait for you there. If you don't come to the appointment, you will bear the consequences! We will take the initiative to find you! Hanging out on the streets is not playing games! " "That guy slept with my girlfriend, of course I can't cover up for him! Damn it! I worked so hard to make money just for her! I was planning to propose to her, but I didn't expect this bitch to sleep with so many people behind my back!!" Steam Cat was immediately devastated. "You piece of shit. You're pathetic." Zhang Ailun made some sarcastic remarks, left a heart-wrenching remark, and hung up the phone. At the same time, in a building in an apartment community in Los Angeles, a tall and thin boy sitting in front of a computer was furious. He pulled off his headphones, curled up like a red shrimp, jumped up and down, his veins bulged, and screamed to the sky: "Fxxk!!!" But he soon calmed down, thinking that as a small and skinny tech geek, he had no advantage at all in taking revenge on the couple, so he decided to kill them with a borrowed knife and called them. Was quickly connected. "Hello, man, what can I do for you?" Steam Cat was about to say something when he suddenly heard a familiar voice and smiled coldly: "Why is there a sound of water there?"
"Dude, is there any need to ask? Of course I'm doing something big! Hiss...what do you want from me?" Steam Cat's face instantly turned red. He cursed them secretly, and said, suppressing his anger, "It's quite interesting. Do you still remember the homeless guy who molested my girlfriend? You said you would stand up for me and avenge him. I've already made an appointment with him tonight in the suburbs. Isn't that guy very good at fighting? You'd better bring a few more people this time, and some cash." "Hey! My dad only gave me $3000 in pocket money this month!" A dissatisfied voice came from the other side, "You only give me a few dozen or a few hundred dollars each time, which is not enough for me to win. You should also give me more, right?" “I brought $2500!” Steam Cat lied, "Isn't your father an executive at an advertising company? Ask him to give you some extra money, and we'll see who wins tonight!" "2500 US dollars? How come you are suddenly so rich? Didn't your girlfriend say that you had no money?" The other party was a little surprised. "Because this is the money I use to buy a diamond ring to propose. But it's still not enough, and now I want to make a bigger fortune!" replied the Steam Cat. "Ok. I'll be there tonight, man!" After hanging up the phone, Steam Cat's eyes turned red. He rummaged through the drawers and found a pistol. He loaded the gun like a madman, posed as if he was about to pull the trigger while facing the glass, then threw his head back and laughed. "I want you to die!!!" "This idiot actually wants to marry you." At the motel on the other side, the white guy hung up the phone a little depressed. "Isn't this a good thing? This way I can divorce him and get child support every month!" The woman said happily, "But the person I love the most is actually you! His endurance and size can't be compared to yours! You are really too strong, and you are willing to spend money on me." "My dad gave you $2000 last time. Did you sleep with him?" The white guy was a little suspicious. "Why else would he suddenly transfer $5000 to me last month? He never wanted to admit that he had a son like me." "How is that possible!" the woman immediately assured, "I don't love anyone else except you." "Okay, I'm tired. I'm going to take a shower and have a nap first. Remember to call me when you're ready." The white guy didn't doubt anything. The woman breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took out her cell phone and started looking through her address book, chatting with another person. The beginning input method is dear. The time soon came to evening. Zhang Ailun and his men were waiting in the suburbs early, sitting on the hood of a pickup truck, admiring the sunset. "It's a dark and windy night for murder." Sig also arrived on time. He contacted his friend yesterday and spent the $3000 budget to buy a batch of equipment. The goods were assembled and transported before the evening, and he arrived very timely. The scattered gun parts were quickly assembled into a CZ Scorpion EVO3 submachine gun, two Victor submachine guns, and two sets of obsolete security equipment, assault tactical bulletproof vests, which became level armor after replacing the new ceramic plates. Not long after, accompanied by the roar of motorcycles and the flashing lights, a dozen lawless motorcyclists were seen arriving at the scene, and they did a tailspin and stopped at the side of the road. It was a pretty cool scene, but as soon as I got out of the car, I suddenly had several guns pointed at my head. I was stunned for a moment. "Hey! Guys! Why did you come just now?" Zhang Ailun walked over with a smile, playing with a fashionable revolver, and checked their messages one by one with his mobile phone.
With a wave of their hands, Richie and his men began to search them, and found rolls of cash and two loaded pistols from them. "So much money?" "But it's not enough to buy your lives!" Zhang Ailun smiled wryly, "You haven't even grown all your hair yet, and you're still imitating others to play with guns." Just one sentence scared the group of teenagers. "Who are you? Guys, don't be impulsive! There may be some misunderstanding between us." The leader of the motorcycle gang was a little weak in the knees. The other motorcycle gangs didn't expect that they would provoke gang members just by coming here to watch the boxing match. "Look at me, do you think there is still misunderstanding?" Sig walked out with a serious expression. "It's you? Are you looking for someone to stop me?" The white guy recognized Sig and his face turned red instantly. Sig ignored the white guy with red hair and pointed his gun directly at the sky and pulled the trigger. Hearing the loud gunshot, the crowd immediately let out a shriek, and all of them squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands. "Sarilang!!!" Although they are lawless and like to bully others in their daily lives, they will still be scared when someone points a gun at them or even shoots them. Some of them are even scared to the point of peeing their urine and becoming incontinent. After all, they are still a group of minors. The white guy who was leading the group was also scared silly. He had been in the city of Hammerfall for so long and had never seen such a scene. Terrorists!! These people are definitely terrorists!! "That steam cat didn't come?" Zhang Ailun took a quick look and found that there was no sign of the other party, so he immediately signaled Xige to call the other party. Sig called Steamcat and asked, "Where are you? Why didn't you come? Are you scared?" "I'll be right there." Steam Cat replied coldly: "Wait until I finish the work at hand! I will be there!" "You are not running away, are you? With all the bad things you have done, you will be wanted by the FBI even if you run to other states." Sig warned. "Humph! Have you ever seen a murderer have a good ending? I don't plan to live anymore!!" "Murderer? Who did you kill? Your girlfriend?" Sig asked, "I advise you to calm down, because killing someone for a small matter will completely ruin your life." "Fxxk you! None of your business!" Steam Cat hung up the phone directly. Sig looked at Zhang Ailan and said helplessly: "This guy seems to have some problems with his brain. He said he is going to become a murderer." Zhang Ailun counted the banknotes carefully and found that there were a total of 4260 US dollars. These teenagers are quite wealthy. "Then call the police! Let the police deal with that guy. What does this have to do with me? If he wants to go to jail, let him go. A tech geek who can only sit behind a computer and spy on other people's privacy to make money, even if he is given more courage, he would not dare to kill people in the street." Most likely he had an impulsive idea after the red temperature rose, so he rode his motorcycle around the street twice, and then calmed down when the wind blew.
If he really did it. That's when I didn't say it. Anyway, this has no impact on the chief leader. I'm responsible for the survival of the Beggars' Sect disciples, the turf fights on the streets, and I also have to take care of juvenile crime and murder? “You guys are pretty rich.” Zhang Ailun took out a folding stool from the pickup truck, sat on it, crossed his legs, and looked at the motorcycle gang that looked like quails. "Do you know who I am?" "I don't know. Should I know?" The white guy answered tremblingly. "I'm Juan Kim from Lori Louis 19. Haven't you bikers on the streets heard of me?" Zhang Ailun wondered if his reputation was only useful in the circle of homeless people in District 5? "I've heard a little bit about it. Those homeless people seem to talk about you all the time." A girl with twin ponytails said timidly, "Are all homeless people like you? You must be gang members." Zhang Allen saw that she was young, ignorant and foolish, and not as mature as David and Gate, so he asked, "How old are you? Why are you hanging out with these people?" “I was 14 and I hung out with them because they were cool,” the girl replied. Zhang Ailun was a little speechless. "Can being cool be a meal? Is there something wrong with your brain? What do you think the streets are? Are you playing house? Come when you want, leave when you want?" It's a shitty educational environment. He looked as if he had never been whipped by Lao Hei. If I dared to ride a motorcycle and hang out with Huangmao when I was 14, I might have to come back with a big belly, and I wouldn’t even know whose father I was. My legs would have been broken by my parents when I got back! It is the beacon of freedom. "You like watching people fight? Bullying the homeless? Very good, there are twelve of you, but this money can only buy the lives of ten people! You need to fight! The winner will leave here alive, and the loser, I will shoot him directly! !" Zhang Ailun pulled the trigger and fired into the air, frightening them all. "If you can survive tonight and still want to hang out on the streets, great! Next time we meet, I will have someone tie you up here, throw you into a blender, grind you up, and then dig a hole and bury you alive!!" "Now, start fighting!!" Zhang Ailun crossed his legs and signaled them to start a fight. Sig looked at the stunned teenagers and fired another warning shot. Everyone was terrified and looked at each other, but except for the leading teenager who was holding down a fat man and beating him hard, everyone else just stood there and didn't dare to do anything. "I don't want to fight. I was wrong. I will never hang out again. I want to quit!" A freckled boy was so scared that he started crying. Zhang Ailun also smiled. "Except for the two who are still fighting, the rest of you can stand aside and wait for the police to come and cooperate with the investigation! As long as you don't talk nonsense, I can guarantee that you won't go to jail." "..."
This sentence instantly made everyone feel relieved. It also allowed Hong Wen, the motorcycle gang leader who was holding down Xiao Pang and beating him up, to get the upper hand. Glaring at him, "Fxxk you!! Are you kidding me?" Zhang Ailun walked over with a fake smile and slapped him so hard that he fell to the ground, dizzy and disoriented. Two of his teeth fell out and his nose was bleeding. "Who the hell are you talking to? Watch your words, you little bastard." "You are really your father's sweetheart, ha? Do you think everyone will pamper you once you leave home?" Every word he speaks is about the beautiful national quintessence. Zhang Ailun reached behind him and said, "Knife!" Under his horrified gaze, she put the knife on his neck and drew blood. "Is it fun to hang out on the streets?" "It's not fun, please let me go." The white guy was so scared that he peed his pants. "Are you scared now? What were you doing before? Don't you know that rich people really like people like you?" Zhang Ailun threatened: "Your cerebrospinal fluid and bone marrow, heart, adrenochrome, are all valuable!!" I cried out loudly. Face your fears. Zhang Ailun just found it boring. These teenagers were not as easy to discipline as Lao Hei. At least when Lao Hei saw the gun barrel pointed at him, he would never go west if you told him to go east. Unlike these guys, they can only cry and think they are so tough. Not long after, someone came over on a motorcycle. Steam Cat's face turned pale. He got off the motorcycle and pulled out a pistol without saying a word. The white guy was so scared that he became incontinent on the spot. "Fxxk you!! You're not dead yet!" Steamcat taunted, "You slept with my girlfriend, do you think I don't know?" "Hey! Put down the gun in your hand!!" Sig stepped forward and warned. "How dare you hold a gun!" Zhang Ailun was also surprised by the other party's decisiveness and ruthlessness. He also saw that the other teenagers were scared to death. "A suburb has become a farm breeding base." "I will turn myself in!" the Steamcat roared, and like a madman he opened the safety and pulled the trigger. Bang! The gun went off. Sig, who was the closest, rushed forward and grabbed the gun with his bare hands. An elbow hit him so hard that his eyes went black. The gun in his hand fell to the ground instantly and he was pinned to the ground. Richie picked up the gun and checked it, and found that the magazine was loaded with rubber bullets. The white guy was so frightened that he almost paralyzed himself. He covered his chest and wailed, "Save me! I'm dying!"
"If you really kill someone, I promise you'll never come out again in your life!!" But it is obvious that this guy does not have enough courage to kill his girlfriend. After two uses of Dabidou's memory awakening technique, the other party confessed that he did not have the courage to commit murder in the city, and only wanted to try to intimidate the white guy here, but now he couldn't even do that completely. Young people nowadays are more crazy than each other. "Pack this kid up and send him to jail. Tell him not to talk nonsense, otherwise the bullet he shoots next time will be real!" Zhang Ailun put on sunglasses and got in the car, leading others to drive away from the crime scene. Of course, the traces of bullet shells had to be cleaned up. Sig took out his cell phone and notified Officer Mig, who also took juvenile crime very seriously. He immediately asked his colleagues on duty to drive here to investigate and notified the parents of the motorcycle gangs. There is nothing that a pair of big brothers can't solve. If there is, it's because they didn't hit hard enough! If you still refuse to change, please call in Lawyer Dave! By then, it will be difficult for you to cry even if you want to. ps: Thank you epicotroll for the 500-coin reward, thank you jitousi for the 100-coin reward, thank you for finding the direction for the 100-coin reward, thank you for continuing to sleep in my dream for the 100-coin reward, and thank you book friend 20230406195439306 for the 100-coin reward. (End of this chapter)