Chapter 239 Talent After finishing the matters at hand, Zhang Ailun kicked Zorro out of the car at the intersection, asked him to deal with his own personal affairs, and then went to meet Old Jack and the others. When we arrived at the streets of Laredo, we saw Old Jack and Blitz from afar on the roadside, so we stopped the car and picked them up. "This is the 25 US dollars I earned from selling virtual currency." Blitz handed the banknotes containing cash to the chief leader. Zhang Ailun just glanced at it and returned it to him, "Donate this money to the Hamburg Foundation as well. You can go out and buy stocks now." "The current stock price is $ and has been fluctuating. It's still a long way from closing." 美股的交易时间是周一至周五的盘前凌晨04:00至9:30，盘中早上9:30开盘与下午16:00收盘，同时还有盘后交易时间，在16:00-20:00。即使是收盘也可以在盘后进行买卖操作。 Large funds should enter the market in the early morning trading period, and the market will rise sharply after opening in the morning. Blitz operated the computer and also activated the zombie machines under his control to carry out buying operations on the stock market from across the ocean. "Where is the jewelry worth half a million?" asked Old Jack.
"Here." Zhang Ailun threw the golden mask to Old Jack. "Wow, look at it, it's so beautiful." Old Jack couldn't let it go and put the diamond and gold mask on his face, which was extremely ugly. "How are you going to deal with it?" Old Jack asked, "What about the killer named Zorro?" "He went to seek a loan from a local tycoon and is also planning to make some money in the stock market. After we return to Los Angeles, we can just consign this thing online and look for a buyer." Zhang Ailun was not worried about not being able to find a buyer. He could first go to George's Pawn Shop and try to sell it to Old George. "This kid is really lucky. He can make a lot of money just by meeting you." Old Jack smiled. That's right, I've never lost money following the chief leader. My life is getting better and better. Zhang Ailun took the two of them on a tour around Laredo, deposited money into their bank account, and also visited the Rainbow Hotel to familiarize themselves with the terrain and environment. After dark, he gathered with the Beggars' Sect disciples in an American restaurant and booked a private room. Boktu and the others were in high spirits, and said with a smile: "Today we arrested a total of seven or eight people, and sent them all to the police station. Each person is worth $8, and the total profit is $!" "Those illegal immigrants will either be deported to Mexico or spend their lives in prison. If no one pays to bail them out, it will be difficult for them to regain their freedom," said a disciple of the Beggar Gang. Zhang Ailun took over the $8, drew $32000 of water, and said contentedly: "Let's eat first. There are still things to do after dinner." After calling the waiter and ordering some signature dishes, the Beggars' Sect disciples immediately began to clean up the place. During the meal, Zhang Ailun also told them about making money in the stock market and arranged a cleanup operation against the White Horse Group. Upon hearing this, several people immediately chose to buy the stock on the exchange. Their funds were at most tens of thousands of dollars, and throwing them in wouldn't even make a splash. As for the White Horse Group, they could not have imagined that the leader would take the initiative and make sure he never returned! After eating and drinking, he called the waiter to pay the bill. This meal, including the tip, cost the leader $300 in total. This was the most money he had ever spent on a meal. After going out, Zhang Allen contacted the professional Zorro, and the other party quickly answered the phone. "Have you finished your business? There is another operation tonight. We will leave Laredo after we finish our business, and it will become less peaceful here." Zhang Ailun said. "There has never been peace here. How chaotic can it get?" Zoro was a little confused. "What are you going to do?"
Zhang Ailun sent him the location coordinates. "Gather here. I'll assign you a task that's suitable for you." "Ok." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ailun asked Boktu to take people to fly the helicopter and be ready to respond at any time. Blitz said: "From morning till now, Boro's boys have not left the two streets of the high-rise helipad." "Don't worry about him. I'll find someone to take care of it." Zhang Ailun smiled. Soon Zorro drove a Chevrolet to the street and got out to meet them. Looking at the several armed men next to him, he was stunned and asked, "What are you going to do?" "Are you Zorro the Death Gunner?" Old Jack looked at him for a few seconds, but didn't see anything special about him. But Zorro could tell at a glance that he was no ordinary person, "Just call me Xiao Luo." Zhang Ailun returned his tools to him and showed him some photos. "Go and help me deal with these guys. Our helicopter gunship is over there. After that, our debt will be settled." "Are you sure? Wait, you still have an armed helicopter?" Zorro was a little confused. The next second, his expression changed at the speed of light, "Sir, Boss! You saved my life, I am not someone who does not know how to repay a favor, this is what I should do, there is no such thing as clearing the difference! I will work with you from now on!" Those who know the current affairs are handsome. "..." Zhang Ailun said unhappily: "I don't intend to keep a thorn by my side. As you can see, I am not short of manpower. They are all professional veterans." "I am a professional killer after all." Zorro wanted to prove his worth. "Then prove it to me. Go and get rid of these little Karamis. There is also a Mexican restaurant with a batch of goods. You can choose to destroy it or take it away and dispose of it. Then come to the airport at the junction of the countryside and the city. I'll be waiting for you there." Zhang Ailun patted his shoulder. "Okay." Zoro took a deep breath. He turned around, got into the car with his equipment, stepped on the accelerator and left the street. Boro's call also came at the right time, and Zhang Ailun chose to answer it. "Hey! Mr. Jin, the client has arrived with his people. They are waiting for you in Room 207 on the second floor of the Rainbow Hotel. Don't worry, irrelevant people in the hotel have been expelled. No one will come here, not even the police on the street. I guarantee that no one will disturb our transaction!" Meaning, no one will care if someone dies? That’s right, you were originally planning to murder the chief leader there! It's not far from the port area, so after killing a person, you can throw the body into the river and use it as waste to feed the fish. "Ok, I'll take someone there right away. Are you sure the room number is 207?" Zhang Ailun said. "Yes, there will be someone to meet you at the door." Boro said confidently. "Then you'd better open all the windows. I don't like closed indoor environments." Zhang Ailun said again. "Okay. I'll arrange it." Boro replied without question. "Ok, I'll be there right away." Zhang Ailun said a few perfunctory words and hung up the phone. He turned around and took out the ammunition box from the trunk and handed Old Jack a VSS sniper rifle and an RPG rocket launcher.
"Here you go. I hope you don't need it." "Don't worry, I'll make sure his head explodes." Old Jack grinned, took the weapon box and drove off the street with a Beggar Gang disciple to the Rainbow Hotel. He also reported the news in real time through the headset. Zhang Ailun, Blitz and the remaining two Beggars' Sect disciples took a taxi on the road and headed to the airport at the junction of the countryside and the city. They arrived at the airport soon. Several people got off the car on the roadside, entered the airport to board the plane and waited for news. Old Jack reported: "We are now at a high point opposite the Rainbow Hotel." "Turn on your camera." Zhang Ailun ordered through the headset intercom. Old Jack turned on the camera and saw from the first-person perspective that he and the Beggar Gang disciples, carrying their equipment, climbed up the tower across the street. The situation on the opposite side was clearly visible. The box with the open windows on the second floor was 207. The Beggars' Sect disciples loaded the RPG rocket launcher and placed it beside them, helping Old Jack to debug the sniper aiming system. Old Jack held the gun and saw several people in the window through the scope. "Is the fat, big-eared guy holding a woman the leader of the White Horse Group?" Old Jack asked. "Are there a few Thai guys with buzz cuts who look like they can fight?" "That's him." Zhang Ailun checked the character information and nodded, "Kill them!" At the command, Old Jack started working! Pulling the trigger, the subsonic bullet shot out with a snap. Mr. Bangkok, who was hugging a woman and exploring her in the restaurant's private room, laughed loudly, and his head exploded with a snap, and he fell backwards to the ground. Laugh, why don't you laugh? Is it because I was born not to like to laugh? Old Jack laughed. "Oh! Shit!!" The security guards were stunned for a moment. The woman next to him was splashed with blood, and she panicked immediately when she saw Mr. Bangkok, who was confused. "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!" clap clap clap! ! Old Jack fired his gun continuously, and the bullets flowed into the room unimpeded, smashing the vase, piercing the table, breaking a man's leg, and whipping Mr. Bangkok's body. The room was instantly in chaos. The bodyguard outside pushed the door open and was unfortunately shot the next second. He immediately fell to the ground, sweating profusely, and ran out, rolling and crawling, shouting and yelling. Poor Mr. Bangkok was lying on the ground like a dead pig and being trampled on. Old Jack finished firing one volley of bullets and then fired another. Soon a lot of people gathered at the restaurant entrance. "The gunfire is coming from the opposite tower!" "It's a sniper rifle with a silencer!" "Hide! Hide!!" Old Jack changed the magazine, shifted his target, and aimed at a group of people gathered at the entrance of the restaurant. He continued to shoot without restraint. After firing one magazine, he replaced the bullets with another. "F**k! What's going on? Why were we attacked? You traitor! Did you report it?" In the restaurant, a bearded Mexican with a ferocious face and a bleeding head found Boro, grabbed him by the collar, and cursed him wildly in Spanish while he looked confused.
"I don't know what's going on..." Boro was completely confused. He had no idea what was going on. He was also shocked when he learned that Mr. Bangkok had such a wild idea. He asked tentatively, "Could it be someone else who did it?" "Do you think we are fools? Where is the guest? Why didn't he come?" The bearded man became angry and embarrassed. "I'll call him now..." Boro took a breath, suddenly had an ominous premonition, and dialed the number tremblingly. Zhang Ailun answered the phone and started praising him. "You did a good job, Bo Luo. That stinky pig has been dealt with. It was killed in one blow. I will also send the money as promised. Hahahaha! Happy cooperation!" After saying that, he hung up the phone. Boro's expression was stiff. The Mexican drug dealer next to him heard the speakerphone ringing, stared at him intently, and laughed out of anger: "What the hell do you have to say!?" The bearded Mexican man gnashed his teeth and said, "I'm going to fucking kill you!" "Wait! I didn't do this! This is of no benefit to me at all! I got another phone call!" Boro saw that one of his younger brothers had called, and after answering the call, he hurriedly asked about the situation. The younger brother replied: "Boss, our place has been raided! A drunk lunatic, he attacks everyone he sees! We can't stand it anymore!" "What!? WTF!! Where is that batch of goods?" Boro was also furious. "Goods? The goods are in your grandfather's hands. You will never get them! Idiot!" Several gunshots were heard from the other end of the phone, along with strange curses. Boro was so angry that he was shaking. "Fuck! Who are you? Tell me your name if you dare!" "Damn it." Zorro said and then shot the phone into pieces. Boro's face turned pale when he heard the busy tone on the phone. "No matter what you say now, we can't let you live!" The bearded man also cursed at Boro. "Fuck! I'm not a vegetarian either." At this point, even a cornered rabbit will bite. Boro was also furious. Without saying a word, he pulled out his gun and shot the other person. The bearded man widened his eyes and fell to the ground in disbelief. The Mexican man next to them was frightened when he saw this and immediately pulled out his gun, and the two groups started fighting right in the hall. Old Jack felt that there were fewer and fewer people at the door. Instead of running outside, they crowded into the house and even started fighting among themselves in the street. It also feels a bit confusing. "What's going on? Internal strife? I'm ready to fire a rocket at them!" "They are biting each other, so find a chance to leave. Someone will take the blame for them," said Zhang Ailun. "That's it?" Old Jack put down the RPG on his shoulder with some regret. A humming sound came from above his head, and Boktu drove the bird helicopter directly to the top of his head and lowered the ladder. The Beggars' Sect disciples put away their equipment and climbed up the ladder directly, while Old Jack went downstairs, got on the Hanrada on the side of the road, and drove away in a flash. After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ailun and the others waited at the airport for a while. Ten minutes later, they saw Old Jack coming to the airport, and the Hanrada was returned to the car rental company intact.
Got on the plane and was ready to start. "hold on." Zhang Ailun glanced at the time and waited patiently. A few minutes later, a battered Chevrolet was seen running rampantly into the public airport. It was full of holes and its tires were scrapped. Sparks and lightning flew all the way. "Start it. Go slowly." Zhang Ailun nodded. Old Jack immediately drove the Cirrus SF50 Fathead slowly onto the runway. Zhang Ailun opened the cabin door and prepared to take the other party on board. The Chevrolet followed the car directly to the side of the plane and drove side by side. Boro opened the car door, jumped up, grabbed the cabin door directly, and squeezed in with force. The unmanned Chevrolet turned a corner and crashed to a stop on the side of the runway. When the staff saw this, they immediately ran out and cursed at him for his immoral behavior. "The car is yours!" Zorro shouted. The staff member's expression changed quickly, and he waved his hand with a smile, "Oh, guest, have a good trip." The business jet accelerated, raised its nose, and lifted off the ground. No, you are here to show off your skills! ? "Good driving skills." Zhang Ailun exclaimed in admiration. "I almost died, burp." Zorro burped. "What about that batch of goods?" Zhang Ailun asked. "Those people chased me and I threw them directly into the river." Zorro said unhappily, "They are probably still fishing for them in the river now." "Okay." Zhang Ailun nodded and stopped paying attention to it. Zoro breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed into his seat and fell into a deep sleep. "What a talented person." Old Jack also sighed. (End of this chapter)