Chapter 227 Simple folk customs "It's too slow. Just make sure they regain consciousness and can communicate. The rest is none of my business. I'm not their family," said Zhang Ailun. "It will take them two weeks to regain consciousness and use a wheelchair. After another half a month of recuperation in the hospital, they can walk again. After another month, they will be able to move like normal people." Dr. Jerry confessed: "But in the future, you may become addicted to dopamine and more susceptible to sex addiction, leaves and addictive drugs." "Ok. If you can really save those people, then I will give you a chance to go to prison to atone your sins! Otherwise, I will kill you now and make your death ugly!" Zhang Ailun nodded. "Sir! I can help you make money! As long as you don't kill me!" Dr. Jerry hurriedly said loudly: "I have been sentenced to death. I can't survive in prison. I will die." "That's your own business. California prisons have abolished the death penalty long ago." Zhang Ailun waved his hand and left the laboratory directly. Let the Beggar Gang disciples stay here to guard the camp. The camp has sufficient supplies, plenty of food and drinking water, so there is no need to worry about food and drink. The camp purchases supplies once a week, which is basically enough to sustain a hundred people for a week. There are only a few people in the mountain camp now, and the canned food supplies can last for two months. Zhang Allen also asked several Beggars' Sect disciples to escort the guns back to the Armed Nation overnight, leaving only the guns for daily consumption at the camp. Blitz restored the camp's signal, host, and monitoring facilities, and prepared to stay here overnight.
The camp uses solar and wind power generation facilities, as well as two backup diesel generators. It is equipped with two signal receivers, commonly known as "satellite dishes", which can remotely receive satellite channels and signals. It is very useful for use on the top of the mountain. There is no shortage of energy, and everything you need is available. If it were in the last century, this place would be called a steel fortress, a natural black wind village on the west coast. If you didn't send out hundreds of people, equipped with armed helicopters, fighter jets and howitzers, it would be impossible to take it down! There would also be heavy casualties. But now, I can only say, sir, times have changed! The terrain home field advantage has been completely destroyed by the suicide drone explosion! "Except for the human traffickers, no one would come to this kind of hellhole on weekdays. There are wild beasts in the mountains. The rich have also attacked the Heaven Gate. At least on the surface they have shown the right attitude, but they must also know that this place has become a ruin and they will not come here again. This place has become a treasure land isolated from the world." Old Jack praised, "If you consider building a small workshop here to make ice and leaves and be self-sufficient, no one will bother you." "Go to bed early. We still have business to do tomorrow." Zhang Ailun waved his hand. He asked the Beggar Gang disciples to be on duty at the watchtower and guard the hostages, while he found a room and lay on the bed to rest. Silent all night. The next day. The chief leader woke up feeling refreshed and had a rare and leisurely sleep. I got dressed, washed my face, and just went out when I heard a noise coming from outside. When I walked over, I saw an old Ford pickup truck parked outside the dilapidated gate. There were also a few young men with colorful hair and nose rings arguing with the disciples of the Beggars' Sect. "What happened?" Zhang Ailun was a little confused. Why were they still arguing so early in the morning? Looking at those young men, he asked the Beggars' Sect disciples, "What are they here for?" "Boss, they are here to sell people." The Beggars' Sect disciples were speechless and explained, "They must have come here before to trade with the people from Heaven's Gate and made some money. This time they want to make extra money again! We controlled them immediately. There was a kidnapped woman in his car." Zhang Ailun was also so angry that he laughed. Damn, I met someone who was sending his head thousands of miles away early in the morning. Looking at those young men, he walked over and questioned, "Are you the ones who come here to traffic in people? Hey, man, how old are you? You're really brave!" "Hey! I'm sorry, I really didn't know that there was a change of people here. Can I leave now?" The young man who was leading the group was a little scared. “You want to leave after offending the chief leader?” Zhang Ailun smiled coldly and gave an order, asking the Beggar Gang disciples to restrain several people and pin them down.
He walked over and slapped him with a big bag, "Tell me! How many deals have you done?" "We only did the second order once, and the last time was two sheep. The people from Heaven's Gate only gave us 200 US dollars. We thought it would be better to kidnap someone on the roadside than to go to the ranch and steal sheep." The young man said aggrievedly, covering his face. "You've embarked on the road of crime at such a young age? In that case, since you're here, you might as well stay. I'm still short of a few experimental subjects. As long as you are willing to be my guinea pigs, I can pay you $200 a day. How about it?" Zhang Ailun said generously. The chief leader is kind-hearted. He even paid the person's salary after kidnapping him. "What human experiments? Are you doing human experiments here?" Several young men were frightened when they heard this and begged, "I don't want money, I don't want anything, please, let us go!" "It's not up to you, man! How can you just come and go as you please? I'm not negotiating with you. I'm giving you two choices. Either I let my men throw you under the mountain to feed the coyotes, or you stay and get a daily wage of $200!" Zhang Ailun didn't give him any chance to resist. He waved his hand and ordered the Beggar Gang disciples to drag the man into the camp, tie him up, and throw him into the cellar to stay with the believers of Heaven's Gate. Just when I was worrying about how to find the mice, they came to my door. Well done, more to come! The will of the New Heaven's Gate will be inherited by me. "Boss, what should we do with this woman in the car?" asked a Beggar Gang disciple. The chief leader walked over to take a look. The girl's face was covered with white collagen. She was no more than 20 years old. She was unconscious and smelled of alcohol. She must have been drunk and drugged by them and brought here. Young people nowadays are really careless. He answered casually, "Drive her to the bottom of the mountain and leave her and her car at a roadside motel. When she wakes up, she will call the police or go home." The NPCs on the west coast have very fragile vitality and health bars, and they can die inexplicably. The chief leader has seen a lot of this. "okay." The Beggar Gang disciple immediately did as he was told, got in the car, started the vehicle, stepped on the accelerator and drove to the foot of the mountain. Zhang Ailun returned to the camp and asked the Beggar Gang disciples to repair the gate. It was not good to keep the gate open all the time as it would be easy for coyotes and wild beasts to run in. I returned to the room and took out my phone to check the daily intelligence. [Daily Intelligence: An incident occurred at the ranch on the 426 Rocky Beach Road in the suburbs. A traveler who was staying there discovered the crime scene and called the police. The state police who arrived at the scene found out that the deceased was a member of the Hagen family, the owner of the suburban ranch, and Johnny Team, a private arms dealer who sold arms without a license. The ranch has now been confiscated by the police and is being auctioned off at the local court. You can go to the court auction or purchase the assets online.] Rocky Road Ranch? Zhang Ailun pondered for a moment. Wasn't that the place where the 200,000 yuan worth of arms was stolen for free? Why did passers-by only find out and call the police now? The body must have stank. But there was no point in him buying this land asset, as he didn't raise cattle and there was no oil underground. [Daily Intelligence: Your Laopik Auto Repair Shop has completed the modification of a Bentley worth $15 and three luxury cars worth $5. The employer has paid the deposit and submitted the transaction location, and they need to be delivered to the designated location in batches. ] [Daily Intelligence: The news that the Heaven Gate gang was wanted was on the hot search list. Many media issued joint reports and criticisms. Under the deliberate influence of some people, this incident did not trigger public opinion. The gossip about the black star of the Los Angeles Lakers cheating with the politician's wife, the news about rap singers smoking tobacco at a party, and the news about famous actors playing big shots replaced the hot search list.] Great. You can play with the media and public opinion, who can beat you? [Daily Intelligence: The South American imports worth $40 in your assets have found a buyer and need to be transported to Laredo, a border city between Texas and Mexico. Look for a Mexican named Boro in a local Tex-Mex restaurant. He is a local celebrity and his main business is soliciting customers, climbing over walls, cheating on other gangs, and processing fake certificates.] [Details: There are many local gangs and drug lords, as well as criminals, perverted killers, and corrupt policemen who accept bribes. Currently, there are 50000 wanted criminals with a bounty of more than $40 wandering around Laredo, and more than 2 private cars cross the border every day. Vehicles carrying illegal private weapons account for more than %. ] Good guy.
What the hell is Blitzcrank doing to me? You said you were looking for someone to sell goods to, but did you actually go looking for drug lords on the US-Mexico border? However, the leader was not afraid of them, as he had plenty of weapons in his pocket. I flew over to do the deal in a Little Bird helicopter, which was equipped with a 30mm cannon and a machine gun. Could they really pull out a Stinger for me halfway through the journey? There are so many drug trafficking gangs, and not everyone can fly an armed helicopter. At most, they can only use a small AK, which is durable and costs a few hundred dollars. The bullets are not expensive. The better ones may be equipped with a rifle such as AR or M4, and grenades. A transaction of US$40 is unlikely to lead to any conflict between gangs. I really have an RPG and a machine gun helicopter in my equipment column, you better have one too! [Daily Intelligence: Your capable general, Old Jack, contacted a wealthy woman in Palmdale, the daughter of his distant cousin, in the early hours of yesterday morning. Old Jack agreed to let her sleep with you again. The other party will provide you with the tools to commit the crime, as well as a Cirrus SR22 private jet as a means of escape, and will also report on the scene information and dynamics in real time when attending celebrity gatherings.] Zhang Ailun: …? The chief leader was furious. Old Jack, what good things have you done? Using the chief leader to pay off debts again? Do you still have the chief in your heart? Zhang Ailun is a little skeptical about life. Not long after, breakfast was ready. The Beggars' Sect disciple came over and knocked on the door, "Boss, the meal is ready, come out and eat." "I see." Zhang Ailun put away his phone in confusion, went out to the restaurant cafeteria, and when he got there, he saw Old Jack chatting with Ritz smugly. At a table not far away sat Class A war criminal Dr. Jerry and a priest who was eating liquid food. He was like a vegetable yesterday, but now he has learned to make "Aba Aba" sounds. His hands were shaking like Parkinson's disease. He couldn't even hold a spoon and needed disciples of the Beggars' Sect to feed him. It seemed that he had recovered quite well. Zhang Ailun came to the dining table of his capable general, coughed lightly, and sat down. The Beggar Gang disciples quickly brought up the prepared breakfast. Enjoying toast and milk with cheese, bacon rolls, beef, and fried eggs. Blitz also reported in due course: "I carefully screened some reliable customers online. They ordered our South American imports online. Those people are Mexicans who came over the wall from South America and have lived in Texas, USA for more than ten years! There shouldn't be any risks or mistakes in this business. In addition, our luxury cars have also been ordered and need to be delivered." "There's no rush for the vehicles, just let the customers wait. Is that batch of South American imported goods going to be sent to a city on the US-Mexico border?" Zhang Ailun asked. "How do you know?" Blitz was a little surprised, and nodded, "Yes, we are indeed going to airlift it there. The city is called Laredo, and there is a river between it and Mexico. The Mexican city across the river is called Nuevo Laredo. The two are sister cities. Nuevo Laredo is basically the same as America. The customs of the two are also similar, and the people are simple and honest." No, there are wall-climbing guys, drug lords, desperadoes, and wanted criminals everywhere. You tell me that the people there are simple and honest? "I've been to the city over there, and it feels pretty good, but you have to be careful of bullets when walking on the street. There are speculators and drug dealers everywhere, and the streets are full of cocoa and leaf transactions. There are also corrupt police who will come over to extort money from you if you are an outsider. If you don't pay, they will arrest you and lock you up for two days. There are also psychopaths who climb over the wall to get in. They are second only to the artists in Florida." Old Jack gloated: "If Austin, Texas is a cowboy's paradise, then the border city of Laredo is the gateway to the real hell." "You can come with us then." Zhang Ailun said suddenly. “…” Old Jack stiffened instantly, the corners of his mouth twitching. Laugh, why aren't you laughing anymore? The chief leader looked at him with a fake smile, "Are all the tools ready? We will leave for Palm Valley after dinner. The bank will not open until around 9 o'clock. Have you contacted the vault supervisor?" Old Jack said calmly, "Of course, I have taken care of everything. Do you remember my distant cousin's daughter? Her family is very rich. When she heard that we were going to do business in Palmdale this time, she generously lent us a Cirrus SR22 business jet! That thing flies really fast in the sky!" "We have our own Cirrus SF50. If we use their plane, won't it cause trouble for them?" Zhang Ailun said dissatisfiedly. "The plane is parked at least 20 kilometers away from Palm Valley, on a ranch in the countryside. We can drive over there, change our appearance, and fly back on a private plane. Who would know? We can even have a glass of champagne in the villa by then!" Old Jack waved his hand and said, "How do I know you have a Cirrus SF50? I paid a huge price to persuade her to help me."
"What's the price?" Zhang Ailun rolled his eyes. He asked knowingly. "My distant cousin has always admired me. She used to think I was a jerk and had accomplished nothing, but since I confessed to her, she thinks I'm actually a good person and a qualified husband." Old Jack was full of compassion and looked ready to sacrifice himself. "Her husband died early, leaving her daughter and her mother alone. Apart from the two cold luxury houses, a few private jets, a few ranches in the countryside, and $2000 million in her bank account, there is nothing else. She has never felt the care of her family. Perhaps I should take on the responsibility of taking care of them from today!" "Oh, by the way, my cousin's daughter admires you very much. Anyway, you two have already met in the motel last time, so it doesn't matter if you meet again. Aren't you and she both single and not married?" Old Jack said lightly. "..." Damn it, how can you say such cold words with a body temperature of 37 degrees? Are you still a human being? You just sold out the leader like that? You're putting the leader in a difficult position. Zhang Ailun took a bite of bread viciously, "Eat! After dinner, go and do some work!" "Okay." Old Jack immediately started to eat his breakfast. (End of this chapter)