Chapter 211 Recycling "Boss, aren't you going?" Seeing that the chief leader had no intention of getting on the bus, Xige felt a little strange. In the past, hadn't the chief leader always actively participated in such things? Why didn't he go this time? Did he start to work behind the scenes? "I won't go this time. If you get caught by patrolling police officers, I'll pay to find someone outside to rescue you." Zhang Ailun joked. Sig: “……?” You just said there is no risk. "Just kidding, why are you so nervous?" Zhang Ailun patted him on the shoulder and took the military tablet off the Wrangler. "I am a millionaire and the head of the team. How can I be asked to personally handle a small business worth $200,000? People will think we have no one to use." Zhang Ailun waved his hand after he finished speaking. "You guys train a lot in the army, so you should know how to connect to the private channel, right? The frequency is #***, and the password is very simple, a six-digit number with one zero and five eights. Remember to wear headphones and keep in touch in real time." After saying that, he turned around and left with the tablet.
Sig looked at him speechlessly, but didn't say anything. He fastened his seat belt, started the car, turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, drove out of the backyard, and headed to his destination alone. Zhang Ailun found the Beggar Gang technical director of the auto repair shop and told him not to disturb him unless necessary. He went straight to the second floor, closed the door, turned on the military tablet, and clicked on the voice channel. Both Sig and Qiao Sen had put on headsets, connected to the central control channel, and were concentrating on driving. Zhang Ailun put on his headphones, looked at the location coordinates of the network card system, and searched for the navigation position. The Wrangler was driving towards the wealthy apartment area at No. 167 Tianlong Avenue, and the van was also leaving the city and heading for a storage warehouse in the suburbs. As technological equipment is updated, the execution of missions must also keep pace with the times. "Can you hear it?" Zhang Ailun asked in the channel. Sig replied, "Boss, I can hear you. I'm on my way to Tianlong Avenue now, and it's estimated that there are still three more traffic lights to reach my destination." Qiao Sen and Melvin said: "We are on our way to the suburbs. There is still a traffic jam." Zhang Ailun took a look at the real-time positioning map and simply switched the channel to Xige's channel: "Xige, wear the hidden camera." "I have arrived at Tianlong Avenue." Sig took out the hidden camera of the security equipment and wore it on his chest. The military tablet computer soon showed the first-person perspective. Sig turned the steering wheel and parked the car in a roadside parking lot. After getting out of the car, he met an old white man who stretched out his hand to ask for money. "Sir, it costs $ per hour to park here." "Why is it so expensive?" Sig was a little surprised. Other places charge only $5 for half a day. Is the pavement of your parking lot made of gold? "Because this is a relatively busy neighborhood, the parking fee has always been the same. If you don't want to pay, you can choose not to park here." said the white old man. "Ok, here's 5 dollars. Take it and keep an eye on my boss's car! I'll be back to pick it up soon!" Sig took out 5 dollars unhappily. "I knew someone like you couldn't afford such a luxury car." The old man laughed and said, "Could it be stolen?" After hearing this, Sig's fists stiffened. Who are you looking down on, old man? He immediately scolded: "You are insulting a veteran." "A soldier? Me too. I used to go in and out of the Imperial Cemetery when I was still very healthy. Look at my arms. After I retire, I will still have to sweep the streets and watch the parking lots here." Not to be outdone, the old man rolled up his sleeves and revealed his bare elbows.
"..." Sig was speechless. "Damn it, how did this country become like this? Destroy it!!" Sig cursed and carried the tools used in the crime, but he couldn't beat the old man and left the parking lot in shame. Soon, he arrived at the target apartment, bought some snacks and drinks at a convenience store, pretended to be a passerby taking a break, sat on a bench and started to stake out. "Boss, there are a lot of home cameras nearby..." Sig took a closer look and found that there were cameras at the entrance of the apartment and the parking lot next to it. "Why don't you just decipher it? No one is home during the day anyway." Zhang Ailun watched the first-person perspective with great interest, as if he was playing an online game. Sig immediately took out the software provided by Blitz, operated it easily, searched for nearby electromagnetic signal sources, and deciphered the codes of those cameras step by step. After taking a quick look and seeing that there was no one around, he immediately sneaked into the underground garage with his bag on his back. After spending some time, I finally found the silver Bentley parked in the corner. After checking the vehicle information and confirming that it was correct, he took out the small tool made by Blitz from his backpack again, imitated the vehicle key unlocking, tuned it to the same frequency, and stuck it on the handlebar. The next second, there were two beeps, and not only the Bentley was unlocked, but the two cars next to it were also unlocked. “……”Is the signal so powerful? Sig did not look at the private cars next to him. He felt a little guilty about acting alone. The two cars were not within the target unit. He opened the door and sat directly in the Bentley. He familiarized himself with the center console and gear position, and started the car. He backed out of the parking garage with skillful driving skills and stepped on the accelerator to drive out of the garage. "Boss, which street should I go to avoid the cameras?" Sig began to ask for help from the backstage. Zhang Ailun pulled up the map route and checked the nearby camera facilities. It was pitch black and all were small roads. He pointed out the direction directly and said, "Turn left at the next intersection. Drive into Mugen Street, pass Route 24, and head towards the Kakin Bridge. Follow the railway facilities in the warehouse area. After a -minute detour through the alley, you can get back to the auto repair shop." Sig received the navigation route and immediately began to concentrate on driving. Seeing that he was on the right track, Zhang Ailun simply locked the camera screen and switched to another dialogue sub-channel again. The dialog box that popped up was pitch black. "Qiao Sen, put on your cameras and turn them on so that I can see what you are doing." Zhang Ailun reminded. As soon as the chief leader finished speaking, accompanied by crackling sounds, the light quickly became brighter and a synchronized image appeared on the display. "Boss, we have reached the suburbs and will be able to reach the storage warehouse soon." Zhang Ailun took a look, and Melvin held up the camera and looked around. In addition to Qiao Sen who was driving the vehicle, there were two other Beggar Gang disciples. The vehicle also turned into a bumpy road, drove for a distance, and soon arrived at the door of a warehouse. Unexpectedly, there was a group of people gathered here. Several white guys were holding lock picking tools and tinkering with the warehouse door. Turning around and seeing the van coming here, several people suddenly became a little panicked. "Boss, there's someone here!" Qiao Sen and Melvin were also a little surprised. Zhang Ailun glanced at the bikers. The intelligence had already given a hint, so he replied, "Why are you panicking? Didn't you see they were picking the lock? They must be from the same industry! Facing these shameless car thieves, we just need to be tougher than them! They must be more panicked than you are right now, and they don't know what you are doing." "Ok!"
After receiving the command from the chief, Qiao Sen looked at the guilty group and immediately lowered the window to ask, "Hey! What do you do?" "Hey man, is this your territory? If so, we'll leave right away." The white guy pretended to be calm and replied: "We are just a group tourist here. Our car broke down and we want to borrow some tools to fix it." "This is indeed our territory, you'd better leave here quickly." Qiao Sen urged. "Ok." The white guy suspiciously led his men on a motorcycle and left. Back on the road, they also felt a little strange. The white guy angrily scolded his companion next to him: "Fuck you, didn't you say those people went in? Why are there still people coming?" "I don't know why anyone would come." My companion felt a little unhappy because he was scolded for no reason. He took out his cell phone and made a series of calls. "Hey! Didn't you tell me that there was no one guarding this place? You also told me about the three cars worth hundreds of thousands of dollars and the related information. Are you kidding us? What? Are you sure that everyone here has gone in? Ok, let me confirm it again." After hanging up the phone, he said to the white guy in confusion, "Vulture said he saw those people in prison. All of them were sent to prison. The best outcome would be repatriation. This warehouse is ownerless, and the cars inside are even less likely to be claimed by anyone, so those people just now could not be the owners. They should be in the same business!" "Fxxk! I knew those people came here with bad intentions. Since we are in the same industry, there is no need to be polite to them! We were here first!" The white guy instantly gained confidence after hearing that, and led his men to fight back again. Qiao Sen and Melvin had just gotten out of the car and were about to find a way to open the warehouse door when they turned around and saw those people coming back on motorcycles. The white guy got out of the car aggressively, took out a gun and walked up to them, cursing: "What are you doing? Where are you from? Do you know the rules? This is the business we saw first!" Qiao Sen was so angry that he laughed. He said with a straight face: "I don't understand what you are saying. Don't mess with us, okay? This is our territory!" "This is clearly the Eagle Team's territory. They were arrested long ago for fighting with the blacks in the city. Are you Mexicans?" The white guy said unhappily, "Look around! Man! There are six of us, and there are only four of you. Since we are all in the same business, in order to avoid conflicts and unnecessary troubles, we have to split the three cars in half! Otherwise, I will call the police! Let me tell you, I am a member of the Razer Motorcycle Gang!" Seeing their arrogant attitude, Qiao Sen wanted to pull out his gun and shoot them, but when Zhang Ailun heard about the Razer Motorcycle Gang, he immediately stopped their actions. "Ask that guy his name. If he's really from Razer, then it will be much easier. I know their boss." Qiao Sen heard the chief's instructions and felt that the chief's network of contacts was really wide and he knew everyone. He immediately asked for the names of several people. "My name is Pusen. How come you have also heard of our Motobang?" the white guy asked suspiciously. "Our boss knows your boss. Wait aside for now." Qiao Sen pulled out a submachine gun from his tactical chest bag and shouted angrily, "Stand aside! Don't block the road! Don't you want to try Victor's taste!" "Oh! Shit!" When the motorcycle gang members saw him pull out a gun, which was thicker and bigger than theirs, they instantly lost their temper. "I should have brought two shotguns with me when I went out." The white guy felt unlucky. Zhang Ailun looked at the first-person camera image and took out his cell phone to contact Sadie. Zhang Ailun: Is there a white guy named Pusen in your team? He is short, has a nose stud, and has blue hair. He said he is from Razer. Sadie: What? Did my people offend you? I'll go ask someone. Less than two minutes later, Sadie responded.
Sadie: That young man named Pusen is indeed a member of our Razer Motorcycle Club. But strictly speaking, he is not a core member of our Motorcycle Club and has not participated in the escort mission or other tasks. How did you know him? Did he offend you or your people? Although he is young and hot-tempered, he should not be stupid enough to rob the escort vehicle, right? Zhang Ailun: My people are doing vehicle recycling business outside, and there was some misunderstanding with them. I think you need to resolve this matter. Sadie: Ok! I'll take care of it. I hope this little thing won't affect our relationship! You owe me another favor this time! Think about how to compensate me when the time comes! How else can I compensate? Anyway, the leader has so many lice now that he is not afraid of being bitten. At worst, I'll just let you take a bite. Sadie quickly went to find someone to deal with it. The white guy was waiting obediently on the roadside. When his cell phone rang, he immediately answered the call, "Boss, let me explain..." He was scolded as soon as he finished his sentence. After hanging up the phone, he said helplessly: "Ok, these things are yours. I was thinking of doing a business deal to impress the boss, but I didn't expect to run into an acquaintance. I don't want to be expelled from the organization." After saying that, he took his men away on a motorcycle. Qiao Sen watched them leave and asked the chief leader curiously: "Boss, how did you solve this matter?" Zhang Ailun: "It's a deal between bosses, you don't need to meddle in it, just drive the car back safely." "Ok." Qiao Sen put away his gun and asked Melvin to pick the lock. Soon they opened the door of the warehouse, and three private cars were parked neatly inside. "Boss, we have to drive back now." Melvin informed the chief. "I'll plan a driving route for you." Zhang Ailun screened the routes on the navigation map. He did not choose the main roads where the state police patrolled on a daily basis. He specifically took the mountain and secluded roads. When he returned to the city, he had to take a detour from the poor street to get back to the auto repair shop. Seeing that they had started the vehicle, Zhang Ailun switched back to Sig's channel on the way back to the city. The other party has now driven the car back to the street where Old Pick's Auto Repair Shop is located, flexibly moving through the alleys, and finally driving into the backyard, completing the mission. Zhang Ailun went downstairs and met Sig. There were no customers in the auto repair shop now. He went to the backyard and took a look at the silver-gray Bentley. He was very satisfied. The technical director was called immediately to modify the private car. The technical director of the Beggars' Gang had the car driven to the workshop, checked the condition of the car, and made some suggestions. "Boss, nothing else needs to be modified. Bentley cars are luxury cars that pursue comfort, unlike Maserati. My suggestion is to spray paint and make minor adjustments first, then put it online and wait for customers with needs to order it. After the deposit is paid, we can modify it according to the customer's needs. This is more cost-effective." "Ok, let's do as you say. You are the professionals in this area." Zhang Ailun nodded and accepted his suggestion. After taking a look at the sales list, he found that only his Lamborghini Evo had been viewed by hundreds of people, but the leader had no plans to sell it for the time being. Sig went out to the parking lot to drive the leader's Wrangler. Half an hour later, Qiaosen and Melvin also drove the car back to the auto repair shop from the suburbs. The Beggars' Gang staff took over the vehicle, drove it to the modification workshop, removed the license plate, and began to make minor adjustments to the vehicle by spraying paint to give it a new look. After Sig came back driving the Wrangler, Zhang Ailan took them back to the office and talked to them about the big deal. After hearing this, Xige and his companions were a little confused. This was a commissioned business worth hundreds of thousands of dollars! It was second only to the big move in Little Rock last time. Where on earth did the chief leader get so many task channels? I have to sigh at the connections of the chief leader. He can take any private job. It is useless to have a good reputation on the streets. You need to make more friends and get more business through introductions! A friend of a friend is a friend.
Of course, there is no objection to this. The disciples of the Beggars' Sect are bricks, and they can be moved wherever the chief leader needs them! Time soon came to the evening. Tommy sent a message to the chief again to inquire about the situation. Tommy: What are you thinking about? Burger King: I have asked someone to prepare the equipment and will meet you later. Tommy: Hahaha! I knew I was right! You help me, I help you, and only in this way can we all grow bigger and stronger! As long as New Great White Shark Entertainment can get through this difficult time, your two girlfriends will sign a contract with our company and become famous figures! When you play games with famous figures that countless people like, the sense of accomplishment will be different, right? Burger King: You know so much! You better do what you say and satisfy me, or I will destroy you. Tommy: ...ok. Why is this person still so fierce? (End of this chapter)