Chapter 172 Ranch Jewels The people in the Silver Fox team beat up Lao Hei and searched everywhere, but they didn't find the Maserati, which made them even more angry. They asked the two Lao Hei, "Where is the car? Where is my car?" "I don't know what you are talking about." Lao Hei, with a bruised face and nose, lay on the ground with his head in his hands. "I'm talking about that Maserati Quattroporte!!" the gang leader was furious. Soon the engineers in the team discovered the clues and found the locator on the roadside. They were shocked and said, "Oh no, boss, we have been tricked. Someone deliberately threw the locator here." "What? Damn it, who did this?" The team leader also reacted and felt uneasy, but he just beat them up as he had almost vented his anger. The two black men suffered a great loss and quickly sounded the alarm to call for help. Four or five black men had already heard the shouting and ran over from the Skid Row community with pistols, baseball bats and fruit knives. When the team leader saw that the other party came out to retaliate, he turned around and rode on his motorcycle, and the group left without looking back. Lao Hei chased after them, cursing and throwing his weapon at the motorcycle. "Hey! Don't leave if you can!" "Fuck you! You have the guts to do it but not the guts to admit it! I know who you are! You are definitely dead!" “They’re the Silver Fox team in the garage area.”
An old black man recognized them and couldn't help cursing: "Damn it, they came here to beat my people, they must be because of that car, someone must have leaked the news." "Chase them, we can't let them get away! Otherwise, people will definitely think we are easy to bully!" The black boss, wearing a big gold chain, was furious. He took out a handful of truth from his pocket, asked someone to drive an old Honda Civic, got in, stepped on the accelerator and chased after them. Zhang Ailun and his companions only heard the sound of gunfire coming from two streets outside. A fight had broken out. All the old blacks in the warehouse area chased after them, knowing that this was a good opportunity! They immediately started the Wrangler, came to the door of the warehouse, got out of the car and took out the lock picking tools. After some operation on the warehouse door, he unlocked it with a click. When he walked in, he saw the Chevrolet Bumblebee parked inside. The car keys were still in the office, so he didn't have to decipher the key to unlock it. Having Bailey get in the car and follow behind the Wrangler, Sig took out the spray and scribbled on the wall, leaving graffiti of other street gangs, then quickly got in the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away. A few minutes later, the large group of Lao Hei who had chased out turned back and looked at the scene in front of them. Their mentality instantly collapsed. "WTF!! Who the hell did this? Who! Who on earth?" A short, sturdy black man with a crew cut pulled at the big gold chain around his neck, his eyes bloodshot and veins bulging. She pulled so hard that the jewelry broke, and it fell to the ground, where it was stepped on twice, leaving a red mark on her neck. "Hey, boss, come and take a look. There are people from other gangs staying here. Fuck! They are definitely deliberately provoking us!" A black man noticed the graffiti on the wall and reported it immediately. "They shouldn't be that stupid to commit the crime secretly and leave behind tools and clues." The black boss said unhappily. "Those white guys must have been fooled. I heard they recently got a big order, but they were targeted and fooled." A black guy said, "But since we've already started a fight, let's fight them to the end!" Lao Hei cursed and swore, feeling extremely unlucky. "Shit! If my cousin knew that I went out on my own and messed up this business, he would definitely call me a pig! He was the one who introduced me to this information, and I promised to give him a share of the money, but now I don't have a cent left!" "Boss, I think we need to ask people to pay more attention to the nearest black market car dealerships to see if there are similar car models for sale!" said the black man next to him. "There are at least a dozen vehicles of the same model sold in the market every day, and many of them are sold by people from other teams. We can't check every single car, right? We can't afford to offend so many people! If they choose to hoard them for half a month without selling them, or smuggle them to other states, or even simply dismantle them into parts and sell them, how can we find them?" an old black man retorted. "What's the use of you, nigger! Is your mouth only used to lick those women? Can you use your brain! Think of a solution!" The old black man was furious and spewed shit. The old black man who was in charge of the chase also came back, driving a Ford car with a broken motorcycle and a bruised white man on it. It turned out to be an engineer from the Silver Fox team. Lao Hei was so angry that he laughed, "Fuck you! Tell me why you came to provoke us. If your answer satisfies me, I may not destroy your back door!" "I'm telling you, I'm telling you, don't do anything to me." The engineer immediately gave in. Zhang Ailun was completely unaware of the conflict between Lao Hei and Lao Bai, and was not interested in it. He drove away quietly, drove around, and drove through the city. He brought the Chevrolet Bumblebee back to Lao Pick's Auto Repair Shop and delivered the vehicle.
When we walked in, we found that the Maserati had been lifted up, the tires and fenders had been removed, and the paint had been prepared for spray painting. Zhang Ailun was very satisfied with their progress and praised them. He then asked Bailey to park the car in the waiting area and queue up for modification. "There's another Corvette sitting in the repair shop waiting for us to recycle it." Sig kept in touch with Melvin, who was in charge of surveillance, and learned that the Mexicans in the repair shop had gone off work. The jammer made by Blitz worked, and the other party successfully got the car. Zhang Ailun was also a little surprised at this kid's ability to act. He actually completed the task on his own without their help. This was incredible. He had to give him a raise and simply let them drive to pick him up. Soon the Wrangler returned to the modification shop with a black Corvette. Zhang Allen asked, "Are you sure no one has found any traces?" "Boss, don't worry, we are always very rigorous in our work." After visiting the car, Zhang Allen also asked Blitz to contact those who wanted to buy the car in the black market. The other party has the ability to find people who want to buy the car, preferably outsiders. Seeing that the work had been done, Zhang Allen simply let Bailey and the others go off work, and drove to the suburbs with Sig and Blitz to retrieve the jewelry worth $200,000. What with the black boots and white gloves? How can anything that has been targeted by the chief leader be better than yours? On the way to the rural ranch in the suburbs, Sig couldn't help but ask, "Can it be done with just the three of us?" "We are just going to pick up some goods, not to fight. The more people we have, the easier it is to cause trouble. What we need to do is to secretly move the jewels away." Zhang Ailun drove the vehicle steadily and asked Blitzcrank to prepare to interfere with the camera in advance. It took dozens of minutes to reach the ranch in the town, parked the car on the side of the road, and walked to the local dairy ranch. He found that the scale of this private ranch was not very large. There were only simple fences and barbed wire around it. It was rarely visited by people and the lights in the meat container were turned off. Blitz found out the information of the owner of the house and discovered that they were an elderly white couple. "This house was built in 1988. The owner, John Deere, was an ordinary white family that migrated from Texas. He married a wife locally and has a son and two daughters. The son is a department manager in an advertising company in downtown Los Angeles. The daughter is married and has lived here for years. The only social connections she has are the neighbors in this small town." Blitz added, "It's not an ordinary family, but it's not that ordinary. John Deere once had another identity, called Valdy. He accidentally killed someone in Texas and fled here to settle down. But technology was not very developed thirty years ago, and it was difficult to use video surveillance equipment and collect evidence. He also ran so far away. In the end, even though the police confirmed that he was the murderer thirty years ago, because it had been too long and it was difficult to enforce the law across states, he only served a week in prison and paid tens of thousands of dollars before being acquitted by the court." I don't understand why those guys hid the handbag here, but the ranch owner must be involved. It must be his daughter or his son, otherwise the black boots people would not hide things here for no reason. But this has nothing to do with them, and no one will know that they did it. The unsolved mystery of Los Angeles. "Since they are elderly, we should not disturb their rest." Zhang Ailun simply asked the agile Sig to go and get the things out, and he and Blitzkrieg helped him keep watch. "Why me?" Sig was a little puzzled. "Do you want us to go?" Zhang Ailun spread his hands and said, "Look, there is a sick technician, a leader who is responsible for planning this plan, and a person who is responsible for executing the plan. Which of these three people do you think should take action?" "Hurry up! Remember, it's a black handbag, and it's in the stall of a fold-eared spotted cow." After explaining the details to Sig, although he was very puzzled, he still secretly climbed over the wall, sneaked into the ranch, and entered the stable. About ten minutes later, Sig came running out, covered in dust and mud, holding a black handbag in his hand, and emitting a foul odor. "Fxxk! Those guys hid this thing under the haystack, and it took me a long time to find it! I accidentally fell and kissed a cow's butt! Fortunately, the cows didn't want to attack me! I fed them some of their favorite grass." Sig's face was full of gloom, and he raised his hand to hand the handbag to the chief. Zhang Ailun took a step back without changing his expression. "Go find a place to take a shower first. I'm not in a hurry, man."
"On the way here just now, there was a faucet for watering flowers in the yard of the neighboring resident. But you'd better not make too much noise, otherwise you'll wake up the owner of the house, and if he comes out and shoots you, you'll have nowhere to complain." Blitz said. Sig stared at the two men with disgust and sighed, "Well, I was born to be a laborer. Boss, are you sure you will help me invest in a gun store, right?" "Let's talk about it later." Zhang Ailun said. "what?" "Go take a shower first!" "ok..." Sig went into the yard with his bag, turned on the faucet and started to scrub himself, until the homeowner heard the sound of running water outside and felt something was wrong. Then he looked through the window and saw someone taking a bath in the yard. "WTF! Where did this homeless person come from?" The homeowner was a little hesitant. He quickly rummaged through the boxes in the house and found a gun. He pushed the door open and walked out, shouting, "Hey! Sir, do you need help?" Seeing that things were going badly, Sig hurriedly ran away with his clothes picked up, leaving his butt naked. Without saying a word, he just ran away. "You better not be guilty of anything, man!" Seeing the other party running away with a guilty conscience, the owner of the house felt relieved. Looking at the reflecting buttocks through the moonlight, he couldn't help but mutter, "The buttocks are quite white..." He closed the door, holding the gun and returned to the yard. Zhang Allen and Blitz were chatting in the car, looking for customers, when they heard a knock on the door and window. They turned their heads and saw Sig with wet hair, knocking on the door anxiously, "Open the door! Open the door quickly!" Zhang Ailun pressed the unlock button of the RV, and Sig got into the car like a loach and let out a long sigh. The chief leader asked in surprise: "Why are you in such a hurry? Have you been discovered?" "It was all your idea!! I was almost mistaken for a burglar." Sig said unhappily, throwing the bag to the two men, "There's no cow dung on it this time!" Zhang Ailun took the handbag, unzipped it and took a look. It was full of gold and silver jewelry, diamond rings, gold necklaces, and pearls as big as little fingers. "This pearl necklace alone should be worth a lot of money!" Sig also exclaimed: "I'm rich!" "We must find someone to dispose of these goods quickly. Gold is easy to deal with, but for pearls, diamonds and the like, we need to find reliable people to sell them." Zhang Ailun simply handed these things to Blitz and asked him to deal with them through dealers in the black market. He took three gold necklaces weighing about 16 grams each and put them in his pocket. Anyway, this thing is not worth much, only about a thousand dollars, and he has sold it before. "This thing is useful to me, you should have no objection, right?" Zhang Ailun asked. Blitzcrank and Sig nodded, "No objection." Zhang Allen collected it with satisfaction. He took out his mobile phone, took a photo, and sent it to Rena, Olivia, and Jennifer. Zhang Ailun: Do you like it? Reina: For me? Zhang Ailun: To the most beautiful woman in the world.
Rena: You have such a sweet mouth! Honey! Do you have time now? I miss you! Zhang Ailun: Not as sweet as you. Rena: Hate it!! Are you missing that taste? Zhang Ailun: Can I come over now? Rena: Maybe some other day? I have to work. Can't stay up too late. :) Zhang Ailun: OK. He opened Olivia's chat box again, and the other party also enthusiastically invited the leader to have a friendly match. Olivia: Honey! When are you going to give it to me? Can I have it tonight? Zhang Ailun: Are you sure you have time now? Olivia: [Picture], when I'm alone and bored, all I can do is play with small toys. I hope you keep your word! She directly sent a welfare picture, showing a girl enjoying herself in a steamy bathroom, covered in foam. Who can bear this? Zhang Ailun saved and downloaded it without hesitation. (End of this chapter)