Chapter 218 Lifeline They drove to the mountain camp and parked halfway up the mountain. They used several drones to clear the way and quickly locked onto a dozen black people in the camp through the high-altitude perspective. They heard a subtle sound and looked up to see the drones. Before they could do anything, more than a dozen drones fell from the sky and launched a suicidal attack on them. The pickup truck next to them exploded instantly with the sound of the explosion, and the shock wave blew away several black men, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive. Several drones hovered in the camp and scanned with thermal imagers, entering and exiting the factory and buildings, but no traces were found. Blitz reported the situation to the chief leader, and Zhang Ailun was relieved and asked Sig to continue driving to the top of the mountain. When we arrived at the camp on the top of the mountain, we saw a devastated scene. Vehicles were on fire and Lao Hei, who was standing next to them, was already dead. Zhang Ailun got out of the car and asked the Beggar Gang disciples to search for the signal source. Soon, they found the USB data and other discs in the factory. They also found a bag of leaves and a box of light yellow liquid in a container. Zhang Ailun was very impressed by this, "Is this adrenochrome?" Sig also took a look and confirmed, "Yes, it's Adrenochrome! This one is about 20 grams, and one gram is worth one thousand US dollars! There are three Adrenochromes in a box, which is sixty thousand dollars!" Bailey said a little unhappy: "The business scope of these guys is not small. The police station has no idea what they are doing. They must be taking bribes!" "These have nothing to do with us." Zhang Ailun didn't care what impact the disappearance of this motorcycle country would have on the suburbs. There would definitely be an impact, but it would definitely be suppressed like the gate of heaven, and maybe it wouldn't even be reported on the news. The Beggars' Sect disciples also found several corpses in the warehouse, all of whom appeared to be minors.
"Bury it right here." The leader is kind-hearted and cannot tolerate such things, so he can only seek compensation from Lao Hei. After clearing away the drone debris and other traces, more than a dozen old black men were cremated on the spot, and all the ruins at the foot of the mountain had to be cleared away. Zhang Ailun brought the data discs back to the escort vehicle and handed them to Blitz, asking him to decipher and read them. "The CD has been encrypted multiple times, but it doesn't matter to me." Blitz plugged in the USB flash drive and opened the small program he wrote himself. He quickly deciphered the CD data, randomly opened the root directory with the serial number ta1596b1v, and used the player to play the video. Soon, a dozen black people appeared on the screen, and the background seemed to be a villa, smoking leaves and having a silver party. The scene was smoky and chaotic. "This black man seems to be a DJ rap star?" Blitz was a little surprised. After pausing, he zoomed in on the person in the video and compared it with the photo to confirm, "It is indeed him! There are several celebrities in the video, all black DJs from the West Coast! There are also talk show hosts and late-night radio hosts." He also locked his eyes on the white man sitting on the sofa next to him, holding a champagne glass. He was wearing a suit and had a slicked back hair, looking like an upper-class elite. His expression was intriguing. "He seems to be a famous director of Hollywood pornographic movies? His studio has cooperated with the largest pornographic website company and seems to have a stake in it. Vivid Entertainment is the Cadillac of the adult film industry. Its products are also famous pornographic videotapes. VE's revenue in 2004 reached $ million!" "And this person seems to be the head of Victoria's Secret's Los Angeles sales department. Their company's product categories include women's underwear, bras, panties, swimwear, women's casual wear, women's shoes, cosmetics and various matching clothing, luxury shorts, perfumes, cosmetics, and related books. It is one of the most famous sexy underwear brands in the world." I clicked on several data videos in succession to play them, watching them with great gusto. Any one of them would be a big melon, enough to cause a sensation on the Internet. "This seems to be the black Sheriff Elroy of the West Precinct? Last year he was voted the best police officer in the West Precinct in Los Angeles! Who would have thought that he not only accepted bribes, but also raped minors in private!!" "And this one, a famous black Hollywood talk show actor who is also a gang member." Zhang Ailun also laughed: "Fuck, these people's private lives are so messy? It turns out that the upper class people are the most despicable. This is good, we have all their handles in our hands! Blitz, make a copy of these and send them to warn them." "Look at this! No wonder the Simi Valley police didn't react. It turns out that they also have evidence in the hands of MotorBang, and they are also involved in the underground casino business." The video was in the VIP box on the second floor, where several police officers were lying on top of the victim girl and beating her like crazy, while a man next to them was holding a dog leash. The camera was filming from a hidden angle. "Could this person be an agent from the Los Angeles FBI Special Agents Association?" Blitzcrank tutted in amazement.
The screen also shows the exchange of interests between the motorcycle gang and the FBI personnel. On the street, several black people are talking to a middle-aged white man and conducting a drug buying and selling transaction. Blitz easily found out the other party's identity. He was an internal employee of the FBI's Los Angeles Special Agents Association. The photo was taken in 2016. At that time, the other party was just an ordinary team leader. Now he is the vice president of the Los Angeles Special Agents Association. I didn't expect that the people in Motobang are so powerful. It seems that they have connections in the upper levels. No wonder they can be so arrogant in the suburbs. "Interesting." Zhang Ailun smiled. But now all the dirty data and evidence are in their hands. Motobang has exploded with gold coins! Blitzcrank also immediately copied the data and sent it to those people. In an instant, many people's phones rang, receiving anonymous messages. After taking a look, many people's faces turned green. Anonymous: Dear sales manager/Dj singer/host/sheriff/detective...you don't want your privacy to be exposed, right? These people immediately began to doubt their lives and quickly asked: Who are you? Why are there these videos? The hot-tempered Lao Hei smashed the table in anger, causing the table and chair to have HP-1! After calming down, I felt even more scared. Anonymous: Don't worry about who we are. You just need to know that I can expose these news on the largest forums or media at any time to ruin your reputation and put you in jail for life! We will come to you for help if we need it in the future. You'd better not refuse! Anonymous: Don't try to find anyone to find our information! I'll only say this once, otherwise you will be arrested by the police the next day and thrown into the sea to feed the sharks! I gave these people a verbal warning, asking them to behave themselves and pretend that nothing had happened. The one who felt the most uncomfortable was the vice president of the Los Angeles Special Agents Association. As an elite member of the FBI, when had he ever been threatened and wronged like this? But after taking a look at the solid evidence, he chose to endure it. After all, this thing is too lethal. Once it is exposed, not only will he be dismissed from his post and investigated, but he will also be imprisoned for life. What is coming will eventually come, but he still has a family, a wife, and children to support. Even if he wants to fight to the death, he doesn't have the courage to do so. I can only curse those damn Motobangs for being unreliable. Something must have gone wrong! Vice President: I think we need to talk. Anonymous: Not free right now. Vice President: ? Then when are you free? Anonymous: Wait until we burn all these damn black people to ashes, and then we can use you. Stop talking nonsense! Are you teaching me how to do things? Vice president:…… Okay, okay, are you guys pointing at me? I was so angry that I shivered. Just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's mouth again. They are simply a group of bullies!! Zhang Ailun also felt that some of them should not be let off easily. In order to give them some advice, he randomly selected a black police officer who had accepted bribes to report him and sent the video message to the local police station. The evidence was conclusive, so he waited for the other party to wake up the next day and be arrested by his colleagues and sent to prison for interrogation, where he spent the rest of his life. While dealing with these matters, the Beggars' Sect disciples had almost cleared up all the traces. Bailey counted the gains and reported with a smile: "Boss, including the 2 US dollars we got from the Koreans, this time we got a total of 49 US dollars from the underground casino. We also seized an additional box of ammunition and weapons and two boxes of fragmentation grenades."
And a gold Rolex watch. Zhang Ailun took out the Rolex he got from the Korean guy from his pocket and appraised it. It was worth about 15000 US dollars, which was considered to be worth some money, so he accepted it with a smile. Each Beggar Gang disciple who participated in this operation was given 2 US dollars as a reward. The boxes of ammunition and grenades were loaded onto a truck and taken to the Armed Nation for private sale. Adrenaline red was also sold to hospitals through underground channels on the streets, and then the profits were divided equally. Pack up all the rest and take them away. The total assets of the chief leader have basically reached 170 million US dollars! After handling the scene and confirming that no clues were left, Zhang Ailun asked the Beggar Gang disciples to drive to the city and sent the drone bombing video to their employer on the way. Burger King: Mission accomplished. The employer received the message, clicked on the video and took a look, and was instantly stunned. What the hell! Where did you get me? Is this still in the country? Is this a battlefield in the Middle East? Don't tell me it's a mountain in the suburbs! Rip: Man, what's going on? You got all those guys? Burger King: There won’t be any problem, your USB data is also available, and we are on our way back. Rip: Are you kidding me? You've made such a big fuss, what if the FBI investigates this? Burger King: You are too timid. Since I said there is no problem, there will be no problem. Don't worry, I will get it done. The water is too deep. I suggest you do business honestly and don't ask other questions. Rip: ok... I put away my phone and felt a little numb all over. Tommy asked doubtfully, "It's settled, you should be happy, right?" Rip responded: "I just asked them to help me destroy the copies of the music, and they almost turned the suburbs into a Syrian battlefield." "It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Tommy was also shocked, but when he thought about the other party's working style, he was not surprised. After watching the video, he fell into deep thought. "Killing all the people would also achieve the goal, wouldn't it? At least no one will come to mess with you in the future." Rip nodded thankfully, "I just hope that the reward I give them can satisfy them. They'd better be law-abiding people!" "Of course they are law-abiding people. He also expects me to help his girlfriend become famous." Tommy smiled proudly. "I think I need to bring them both with me next time I go on a talk show." Rip suggested, "How about using them as the heroines of my album MV?" "Of course. But I think your MVs are always so erotic and not formal, he might not be satisfied." Tommy said. "That's right." Rip sighed and could only find a way to make up for it somewhere else. Soon, they drove back to the city. Zhang Ailan asked Bailey and the Beggars' Sect disciples to drive to the Armed Nation, while he, Sig and Blitz went to the luxurious villa in West Hollywood. The patrol officers had already changed shifts, and they were not the same group of people. As usual, they went forward to intercept and investigate. Zhang Allen had no choice but to call Tommy and ask him to come out and respond. Soon Tommy and Rip brought their people over and explained to the police officers that they were all acquaintances. After registering, they led people into the villa area. After parking the escort vehicle on the side of the road, Zhang Ailun followed Tommy and Rip into the VIP box on the second floor of the villa. The other party's minions and bikini beauties were already having fun at the party.
"Thank you very much for all you have done for me. Our record sales plan remains unchanged. I would like to toast you a glass!" Rip took out a bottle of treasured red wine directly from the wine cabinet, which cost US$28888 a bottle. He poured a glass of red wine for Zhang Ailun and the others and cheered, “Cheers!” Zhang Ailun tasted the wine and it was sour and astringent with a sweet aftertaste. Rip sat on the sofa and waved to call a few beauties. The chief leader did not refuse them this time. While enjoying the massage service, he reminded them: "The matter has been settled for you. The remuneration we agreed on must be settled." "Of course, man, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't pay back his debts! In fact, I have already agreed with Tommy that not only will I pay you $80, but I will also invite you to join our record sales plan! Later, I may need to go to several other states to participate in offline activities, and I will also need your people to escort me." Rip explained. "Can't you just hire PMC's security personnel?" Zhang Ailun said doubtfully, "Our main business is selling arms, not doing security work." "Those people are not very reliable. I'm going to Miami, which is very chaotic." Rip said that he couldn't trust those outsiders who were paid to do things. When something went wrong, they ran away faster than their employers. How could they be trusted? "Ok, I agree. You can ask someone to contact Sig privately. He is the person in charge of our Armed Nation." Zhang Ailun agreed after thinking about it. Rip also cheered, beckoned someone to bring the prepared cash, and placed it on the table, "Here, buddy! This is all yours! As long as the record sales exceed five million US dollars, I can give you an additional 10% dividend! If it exceeds ten million US dollars, I will give you 20% dividend!" Zhang Ailun took a look at the thick banknotes and was also overwhelmed with emotion. He suppressed his emotions, waved his hand, and asked Sig to go over and count the number. Seeing how generous he was in doing business, he raised his glass and said, "Happy cooperation!" "Happy cooperation!" Another glass of red wine. The blonde girl next to them looked at the cash with eyes wide open, as if she wished she could melt on the spot. "Next is our party program! Let's have fun tonight! No one is allowed to leave!" Rip said proudly, lit a cigarette, and announced that happy hour had begun. The younger brothers in the room also sat on the drum set and keyboard, tinkering with their instruments and playing a song of Shaomai. I don't understand what it means, but it sounds pretty sexy anyway. It was the first time for the chief leader to attend a large gathering, and he was a little uncomfortable with the situation. The loud music made him dizzy, so he just sat there for a while and then went out to get some fresh air. (End of this chapter)