Chapter 214 Motorbike Lao Hei did not dare to be stubborn. Under his guidance, several people quickly found a small silver safe in the room. They did not expect that this guy was so cautious and hid it in a small compartment with a secret door on the second floor. Zhang Ailun asked Lao Hei to enter the password, and the other party had no choice but to do it obediently. After opening the safe, they found a USB drive and a bunch of erotic photos. "Is this the thing?" Zhang Ailun asked Rip to come over and identify it. "That's it! This is my USB drive!!" Rip took the USB drive with a smile on his face. "Thank God, they really did hide this thing in the city! This will save me a lot of trouble!" "Shit! Isn't this a photo of Maggie, the host of the midnight radio station?" Tommy was shocked when he saw the erotic photo. He looked at Lao Hei angrily, "I pursued her for a week and didn't even have dinner with her. I didn't expect that she had an affair with you. You even took nude photos of her!" He immediately put it in his pocket indignantly and prepared to go back and study it in the evening. Lao Hei didn't even dare to breathe.
"So, those data in the suburbs are all copies of music? Now that we have the original chip, do we still need to go to the suburbs to look for those black motorcycle gangs?" Sig asked. "Of course! I just took back something that originally belonged to me! But those shameless guys secretly made a lot of copies. As long as the copies are still in their hands, the record sales plan is not safe. Only the unique chip data will be valuable!" Rip said angrily: "Just like this guy said, they can just produce a lot of low-quality records to seize the market! Register a patent, so that even if I release a new record, it will be affected, and I may even have to sue them." "So the safest way is still to destroy those copies?" Sig nodded and agreed with his statement. "What should we do with this guy? Leave him here alone? What if he calls the police if we leave?" Tommy asked, pointing at Lao Hei. He rubbed the bruises on his face, looking unhappy, "Damn nigger, he's as strong as a bull. He's really good at picking cotton." "Hey! You are racist!" the black man immediately complained. "You're the one I'm discriminating against!" Tommy yelled and kicked him. Old Black curled up on the ground and wailed with his head in his hands in pain. There was no way to stop that momentum. He would kill gods and Buddhas. He wouldn't listen to Zhang Ailun's attempt to stop the fight. Finally, he could only put away the truth and said unhappily, "How about you go downstairs and have a one-on-one duel with your love rival? That place is more spacious. If it doesn't work, you can imitate the cowboy duel in the West. We'll talk about it after you decide the winner." Tommy calmed down immediately after hearing this and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive! Go on, don't treat me as a human being." Sig also wanted to ask the chief leader's opinion and looked at Zhang Ailan. Zhang Ailun thought, "Let's go to the apartment's warehouse and find a hemp rope to tie this guy up and lock him in a cabinet. He can't sue us without evidence anyway. When the time comes, the people in his company will notice something is wrong and will definitely come looking for him. He won't die." "Ok." After hearing this, Sig turned around and went downstairs to find tools. "In fact, the safest way is to take this guy to the suburbs and deal with him." After Xige left, the chief leader made a suggestion in front of Lao Hei, "This is the only way to avoid trouble. My people can serve on your behalf and will never involve you. Don't worry, our people are all professionals. We will make sure that he disappears from the face of the earth without leaving any trace!" He held the pistol in his hand and stroked his beloved gun. The light cast a half shadow on his face. He looked serious and didn't seem to be lying. Lao Hei was a little scared for a moment, and Rip was also a little shocked. Lao Hei begged, "Please don't! Please let me go! I promise I won't call the police! Even if someone from the company asks me, I will just say that I was robbed. But the house was too dark and the lights were broken, so I didn't see anything! Those robbers were even darker than me."
“Good advice.” Seeing how sensible he was, Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "But even if you tell the people in the company, it's useless, because after today, those motorcycle gangs entrenched in the suburbs will be eliminated. Go back and tell the people in your company not to get involved in this muddy water on the street! Since you are in the record business, do it properly and formally. Why not imitate the West Coast gangs?" Do you have this ability? Lao Hei nodded repeatedly, not daring to say a word in the face of the truth. But when the chief turned around to talk to Rip and the other two, his eyes started to dart around, and when the three were not paying attention, he ran out the door. "He ran away!!" Hei Mei immediately shouted. Hearing this, Lao Hei turned around and glared at her fiercely. Just now she was still calling him "baby" and now she is turning her face against him? You just wait! "Wait a moment..." Zhang Ailun turned around and saw Lao Hei running out the door without looking back. He couldn't stop him. The next second, I heard the sound of the pull ring being activated, bang! ! It's really hard to persuade that damn Brother Ni with kind words. Accompanied by a sharp roar and flying wood chips, Lao Hei fell to the ground with a roar, covering his ears and howling like a pig being slaughtered. He rolled directly from the stairs to the first floor, collapsed to the ground, twitching all over and groaning. Sig had just walked out of the warehouse holding a hemp rope, and was stunned when he saw this scene. Blitzcrank, who was sitting on the sofa on the first floor and writing a program on his laptop, was also stunned. He was caught off guard by the explosion and turned to look towards the hall. What the hell is this? How come there is suddenly a big black rat on the ground? Look how scary it is. "What are you doing?" Sig felt that Lao Hei looked a bit miserable and puzzled. This is the first time I see you stepping onto a stun bomb. Couldn't you have been more careful without us reminding you? When I went upstairs, I was a little more cautious and kept some things to myself. Wasn't it because I was afraid that you would use your racial talent to run away? Who would have thought that you would dare to do that? The chief leader was also soft-hearted. He only gave you a stun grenade indoors, but didn't give you a fragmentation grenade. Otherwise it would definitely be like the last time in the suburbs, with a bloody scene, and several black men who were involved in human trafficking were covered in bruises and patches, unable to be put together. In order to prevent Lao Hei from continuing to hum and disturb the neighbors' sleep with his noisy voice, Xige immediately stepped forward, put down the hemp rope, and punched him hard on the jawbone. Lao Hei rolled his eyes and fainted immediately. Zhang Ailun took Rip and Tommy downstairs and saw Old Black who was tied up. Now he could be said to be very cooperative and had no complaints at all. Tommy was so frightened by the explosion that he dared not even breathe. Looking at the black man lying motionless, like a dead pig waiting to be slaughtered, he lowered his voice and said in fear, "Is he dead?" "No, he was just knocked unconscious. The bombs installed in the room were just stun bombs, which won't kill anyone." Sig explained. "That's good..." Rip and Tommy breathed a sigh of relief. As long as no one died, no one wanted to lose a life for no reason. Now that they had gotten what they wanted, they had also vented their anger and were ready to let the other party go. Although they kept saying that they wanted to kill Lao Hei, it was just a mouthful at best. If they really did it indoors, they would find it hard to do it. Adhering to the principle of giving in to the happy, the other party is dead, and they are so rich and have a bright future, they don't want to ruin their future for this. I didn't expect the leader to be so cautious. Maybe he is a professional! This kind of thing still needs to be left to a professional team.
"Tommy, go and lend a hand and carry the person upstairs." Zhang Ailun put away the short gun and directed Tommy to work with Sig. Tommy had no choice but to do it. He cooperated with Sig to carry the man upstairs and cleaned up the wood debris on the stairs. The furniture was scattered and the wall paint was falling off. The stun bomb was still powerful at close range. People with weak hearts could be easily killed. After dealing with Blackie's affairs and sorting out the situation inside, Zhang Allen led his men out of the apartment. Rip and Tommy took Blackie, who had done a great job, to the Hellcat, while the chief took Sig and Blitz to the city to start work. "Wait for our good news." Zhang Ailun said hello to a few people, asked Sig to start the car, raised the windows, stepped on the accelerator and drove off the street. Watching the leader leave, Rip started the car in a panic, left the apartment, and lit a leaf to calm himself. "I'm scared to death... This is so exciting! Man, I have new creative inspiration again!!" Rip said excitedly. Tommy was speechless and said, "Congratulations. If you need more inspiration, you can tell me and I can beat you up for free." "Fxxk you! You know that's not what I'm talking about!" Two people came up together and were beaten by Lao Hei. How dare you mention such a shameful thing? Two men stacked together are still not as brave as the black girl. "Fxxk you! to!" Tommy also raised his middle finger fiercely. The black girl sat in the back seat of the car with her legs crossed, just wanting to laugh. She almost took out her phone to write a text message to her sister: Who in the family understands... The escort vehicle left the city and headed for the suburbs. Blitz also received a notification from the Beggars' Sect disciples. He glanced at the message and said, "Bailey and his team have already arrived in the suburbs. They have parked at a tire shop and a car repair shop and are waiting for your notification. They said those shops don't have surveillance equipment, but there are people on duty and there are no passers-by nearby." Zhang Ailun took a look at the on-site photos of the filming location, which were taken using a drone. From a bird's-eye view, there was a shabby store with motorcycles and pickup trucks parked outside. Sure enough, there were several black people on guard duty, each holding a gun, long guns and short cannons, and the scale looked quite realistic. However, this kind of small-caliber weapon is nothing in front of the chief leader. So what if everyone has an AK? In modern warfare, whoever has stronger firepower, better intelligence, and who does crazy things behind the scenes will win. They don't shoot at each other openly, so there are plenty of ways to get rid of these black men! "Let's wait until we get there before we start." Zhang Ailun said. "OK." Blitzcrank sent the message to the other party, asking them to stay put. Sig drove the armed escort vehicle unimpeded on the road. Fifteen minutes later, he turned into another main road. After driving for about ten minutes, he approached the area of tire shops, repair shops, and underground entertainment venues, which was also a fork in the road. "These guys are doing quite a big business in the suburbs, but I don't know how much cash the underground casinos have." Zhang Ailun took out a short spray gun and a Victor submachine gun from his tactical chest bag and raised the tail handle. The chief's words also enlightened the two people in the car, and they recalled the casino robbery in Little Rock. Blitz analyzed, "There is relatively little customer traffic around here, and it's an underground illegal casino. It's nothing like the Star Casino in Little Rock or the casinos in Las Vegas. It's basically the same size as the small casinos in Southeast Asia. They all use temperature control cards and program cards, and they also employ some cheaters." "Those who can come here to participate in the casino must be outsiders who have been deceived. They will definitely lose miserably! In addition to running a tire shop, they also engage in human and organ trafficking. Those who cannot pay their debts will definitely die miserably. There is a police station within ten kilometers nearby, but the strange thing is that they never care about these motorcycle gangs." "Although the assets are not much, the casino's accountant should have hundreds of thousands of dollars in cash!" Blitz estimated. "We are robbing the rich and helping the poor, which is a good thing for these black people, right?" Xige smiled happily, having already found an excuse for himself to take action. "It's a pity that old Jack didn't come, otherwise it would be a perfect match with his expertise." Zhang Ailun felt a little regretful. But it was reasonable that one less person would get one less share of the money. I also chose to go to the auto repair shop and tire shop on the other side to get some appetizers, and leave the underground casino, the mountain base camp and the factory for later. Sig turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator and drove off the highway, heading towards the street with the tire shop.
When I arrived here, I also saw two familiar Armed Nation escort vehicles parked far away on the street, not even approaching the tire shop. About a hundred meters away was a simple motel. Blitz took a look at the motel and said with certainty, "This should also be a property of Motoropia! The graffiti symbols on the walls are the same. It should be their sub-base for changing shifts. But there is no USB copy hidden inside, so it was not shown in the location coordinates before." "So their power is really not small? Isn't there a base camp over at the mountain camp?" Zhang Allen frowned. This is much more difficult than the Black Panther team. He sighed, "There's nothing I can do." All he could do was point to a box of mysterious weapons in the back of the car, "Blitzcrank, get my RPG out in a minute!" "Boss, that's not possible. It's not to the point of blowing up the building!" Sig was shocked. "I'm just kidding. There's only a VSS sniper rifle in there, not an RPG. That's the treasure of the store." Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "It's such a waste of money to use a rocket launcher to deal with these people." The next second, he changed his tone to one of compassion, "We can just bomb them with drones. There are 200 of them anyway. We haven't used them before, so we don't know how powerful they are, and whether they can really blow people to pieces." "..." Be a human being. Seriously. After getting out of the car, he said hello to Bailey, who was in charge of guarding the target person here, and the other party also reported what he had observed. "Boss, this street nearby is all their property! I barely saw any white people, and I saw more than a dozen black people with guns. How many people are there? There must be at least 100 or 200 people in the entire Motobang team!" Bailey was a little scared. Fortunately, they used a drone, otherwise, they would have just driven the car over and it would have been like fat meat was delivered to their mouths. Those black men would definitely have shot at the escort vehicle. "What are you afraid of? If having more people is useful, Africa would have already become the world's hegemon. Now we live in a civilized society. They need large-caliber sniper rifles and rocket launchers. Have you seen them kidnapping people for trading here?" Zhang Ailun asked. "That's not the case. They don't seem to be brave enough to traffic people here," Bailey replied. "Boss, are we going to start now?" The other Beggars' Sect disciples also asked, feeling a little itchy and unable to hold back. Look at you, you're anxious again. Do you think it's whack-a-mole? You just kill them one by one? (End of this chapter)