Chapter 258: Torture and Filming Suburbs, rocky beach. Zorro parked the Wrangler on the side of the road. Zhang Ailun got out of the car and looked at the scenery. Zorro took out a black box from his pocket, opened it, took out some gun parts, and began to perform meticulous maintenance and assembly. After waiting for a while, they saw a van coming from a distance. Bailey and Melvin got out of the car and greeted her leader, "Boss, the people are here." "Well, thank you for your hard work." Zhang Ailun smiled and looked at the scavengers in the car. The Beggars' Sect disciples also got out of the car immediately, took out some shovels and cloth bags from the trunk, and started digging a hole on the spot. Maggie and his scavenger friends got out of the car in confusion, looking at Zorro who had assembled his pistol and loaded it with bullets, looking like he was not someone to be trifled with, and the Beggar Gang disciple who was digging a hole with a shovel nearby, and they immediately realized that something was wrong. He hurriedly said, "Boss Bailey, didn't we agree to work in the suburbs? What's the point of coming here?" "Ask our boss, don't you admire Mr. Jin very much? My boss is here, this is Mr. Jin." Melvin said, pointing at the chief leader. Zhang Ailun looked at their panicked faces and asked slowly, "I heard that you admire me very much. Do you want to come and hang out with me?" "You're right, Mr. King, I really admire you and want to become a big man like you." Maggie glanced at Zorro, who had a bad look on his face, and felt a chill in his heart, but he still spoke under the pressure.
"Then tell me, what is it that you admire about me?" Zhang Ailun asked. "Because you always care about the homeless people at the bottom of society, teach people to be kind, and never bully others. Not only do you not lead people astray, but you try your best to give everyone the opportunity to make money. Others will only give a tiny bit of profit to their subordinates, but you only take 20%, and often stand up for your younger brothers." Maggie racked his brains to organize his words and pieced together all the rumors he had heard on the streets. "Anything else?" Zhang Ailun asked again. "As long as you have talent, you will make use of it. You are not only wise and brave, but also generous. Mr. Jin's kindness will never be repaid." "What else?" The chief leader asked with great interest. "..." Maggie was really speechless now. "Why did you choose to come with me? If you get into trouble, wouldn't it be better to go to San Francisco or the countryside? You have many choices, why do you want to stay in Los Angeles?" Zhang Ailun asked in a flat tone. Maggie was stunned for a moment, then said with a stiff upper lip: “Mr. Jin, I don’t know what you are talking about.” "Do I need to remind you? The fire at the Parker Recycling Company factory was caused by you guys, right?" Zhang Ailun smiled slightly, and Maggie and his younger brother were also surprised when they heard this. "Everyone knows that the homeless people in District 5 never take the initiative to cause trouble. They just want to concentrate on work and make money. You want to hide from the limelight here with me, use my team as a safe haven, and bring me some trouble, right?" Zhang Ailun restrained his smile. Maji took a deep breath. He didn't expect that his group's whereabouts would be exposed so quickly. However, he still resisted stubbornly and said with a sad and angry look: "Mr. Jin, I don't know what you are talking about." "A tough talk?" Zhang Ailun was not surprised by this. "Well, let me see whether your mouth is hard or the ground is hard." He waved his hand and said, "Bury them alive." The Beggars' Sect disciples immediately rolled up their sleeves and surrounded the few people. Seeing this scene, the group of scavengers instantly panicked. "Boss, we are finished." Maggie was shocked and angry. "Don't come over here. Don't come over here. We really don't know anything." Zorro pointed the gun at his forehead and sneered: "When you lie down in the ground and sleep forever, you will be able to remember everything."
The Beggars' Sect disciples rushed forward and pinned several people to the ground. As there were guns pointed at them, they did not dare to struggle. They were soon tied up, a cloth bag was put on their heads, and they were pushed into a grave that had been dug nearby. "Damn it! I demand a duel with you! If you are still a man, come and fight me one on one!" Maggie was a little overwhelmed, and barked at Zorro and the Beggar Gang disciples present. "I have never heard such an unreasonable request in my life. Are you living in the last century?" Zhang Ailun was amused. He sat on the front of the car and took out a revolver to play with it. "Bury him directly." The Beggars' Sect disciple kicked Maggie into the pit, cursing, "Young man, are you worthy enough to fight us in a one-on-one duel? Do you think this is a street in Texas? A cowboy showdown? Remember this in your next life!!" After saying that, he picked up the shovel and started to bury the soil. Feeling the coldness of the mud splashing on his face, his skin hurt and turned red. Maggie was completely panicked. Seeing that they were serious, he shouted, "Wait! I was wrong! I remember! I remember everything! This is what happened!" Zhang Ailun winked at Melvin, who took out a camera and set it up nearby. He pulled the man out of the pit, untied the ropes on his body, fixed his makeup, and moved a stool for him to sit on. He was also given a box lunch and a bottle of original Dr. Pepper. "..." Maggie sat there in bewilderment, unable to react for a moment. The difference between before and after was too great. Just a moment ago he was lying in the pit screaming and crying, and the next second everything was ready for him. "If you had done this earlier, wouldn't we have been so violent towards you? People are just mean. They always want to suffer a little before they are willing to compromise." Melvin adjusted the camera and complained. Maggie took a look at the lunch box in his hand. There was a green shelter logo on it. It was a standard Beggar Gang newbie meal, with three dishes and a soup. You're doing pretty well. Zhang Ailun also sat on the chair, crossed his hands, and asked with a serious expression: "Start confessing." Maji looked at the younger brother who was pulled out of the pit by the Beggar Gang disciples. He sat on the ground with his legs limp, panting and gasping for breath. They were all scared. They were almost buried alive. How can this be called a scavenger team? This is simply a black... what is that! At this point, even if Maggie was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to compromise. He put his fingers on the lunch box and said in a tangled manner: "The story started a week ago. My friends and I formed a group to pick up trash on the streets of District 7..." "Stop!" Zhang Ailun, Zorro and a group of Beggar Gang disciples were listening to his story with great interest when Melvin next to them suddenly called for a stop. "What's wrong?" Zhang Ailun asked. "Boss, my camera is out of focus. This position is not good. I should move it to the side, otherwise it will easily be blown out." Melvin said embarrassedly. "Okay." Zhang Allen nodded and immediately signaled the Beggars' Sect disciples to move the other party to another place. Maggie sat on the bench with a confused look on his face and was carried directly to the shade of the tree. "Okay, now we can continue." Melvin glanced at the camera and nodded with satisfaction. "..." Maggie felt that he was not being interrogated, but rather like he was filming a documentary, with himself as the protagonist. Fortunately, he had worked on a film set before, and although he was not chosen by the porn film director because of his small size, he knew how to appear relaxed in front of the camera. He suppressed his resentment and humiliation, took a deep breath, and continued, "A week ago, my friends and I were picking up cans on the streets of District 7. It was around 10 o'clock in the evening, and my friends and I were about to leave to find some fun on the streets. We had just bought some expired beer and fried chicken from a convenience store and were preparing to have a midnight snack. A middle-aged white man in a Cadillac got out of the car and approached us. He said he would find something for us to do..." "Stop!" Melvin called for a stop again. "What's wrong?" Maggie asked puzzledly.
"Can you show some emotion? Some street sense? Do you usually just recite lines with a blank expression? I'm telling you! This video is for the judges of the court to watch! It's not just for us to keep! You have to show some relaxation." Melvin shouted angrily: "You burned millions and more than a dozen lives. You are a murderous demon. You should still feel guilty!!" Zhang Ailun took a look at the video and saw that the other party's hands were shaking like a sieve. It was obvious that he was coerced. This thing cannot be used as evidence in court. "There's nothing loose about me. I'm about to pull it out..." Maggie was a little overwhelmed and couldn't stand this humiliation. You can say that I am not good enough for anything else and have accomplished nothing. I am still picking up trash on the streets to make a living in my thirties. I am indeed a complete loser. But you said my acting skills are not good, I don’t agree! ! "Go on." Zhang Ailun said expressionlessly. When Maggie saw that the leader had spoken, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, take a few deep breaths, and start to perform seriously. However, he had just said a few lines when he was stopped by Melvin again. "Can you use some body language? Can you talk while eating? Are the lunch box and Dr. Pepper in your hand props? They are for you to eat! You are hungry, we gave you food and asked you something, so you are willing to tell the truth! Do you understand?" Maggie nodded numbly. "understood." "A man got off the Cadillac and said he wanted to give me something to do, a big job. He gave us $60,000 and asked us to process it and sell it to Parker Resource Recycling Company. We bribed the truck driver, bah, bah..." "Speak!" "Words?" Maggie asked doubtfully. "Fxxk you!" Melvin cursed. "..." Zhang Ailun looked speechlessly at the filming scenes that were constantly stopped midway. It was the first time he felt that making a documentary was so difficult. But people cannot see that they are being coerced and must tell the truth voluntarily. Otherwise, unless the defendant's defense lawyer is Mr. Dave, there will definitely be ten thousand ways to argue. "If you didn't point the gun at me and gave me a leaf, I think I would tell the truth. They gave me 60,000 US dollars, and you just treated me to a meal, and I confessed? This is unreasonable!!" Maggie said unconvinced. "What he said makes sense!" Melvin suddenly realized. Zhang Ailun looked at him and said, "Don't even think about it, Ye Zi. No one here smokes that stuff, but we have wine and regular cigarettes." Glancing at Zorro. "..." Zorro's mouth twitched, and he took out his Zero lighter and a box of Marlboro, threw them to them, and cursed: "Smoke sparingly, damn it, this box of Marlboro is 36 dollars." "That's fine too." Maggie agreed reluctantly. Zhang Ailun also asked the Beggar Gang disciples to release several of his good brothers. Several of them sat on the ground with their lunch boxes and drank half a bottle of vodka. In an instant, they felt relaxed and Melvin continued filming. "A middle-aged white man driving a Cadillac got out and approached us. He was dressed in a suit and looked like an upper-class elite. But we were just inconspicuous sewer rats in the streets. We had to divide the land and be bullied when picking up cans. We could only make money by fighting with others. This arrogant guy came up and said he would find something for us to do. He would pay us $60,000!!" Maggie sat in a chair smoking a cigarette, cursing, with a full sense of streetness. "That's $60,000! We can't collect that much money even if we collect cans for a year."
The guy next to him drank wine and smoked cigarettes one after another, saying, "That guy also gave us a batch of flammable and explosive frozen white phosphorus and asked us to process it in cans and sell it to Parker. We took the money and didn't plan to do anything right away. Because it was too late, we decided to go find some fun." "I'm very familiar with Manny. Oh, Manny is a street prostitute who has been out since she was 16. I've played dozens of friendly games with her. She's very aggressive and sexy. She has special skills, such as being able to squeeze a fist and blowing smoke rings. But later she got sick and took drugs, so I didn't contact her anymore. Later I heard that she went to Las Vegas with a black man, but was dumped by him and was not doing well. She contacted me and asked me to help her get back together." “Please stay focused,” Melvin reminded. Who the hell cares if your ex-girlfriend can stuff a fist. You're blowing smoke rings, are you showing off? Hiss...this thing is indeed a bit difficult. Maggie was silent for a moment, then said with emotion: "We are very familiar with the truck driver outsourced by Parker Company. We paid for his meal and helped him load some goods. By the way, we also delivered the batch of cans to the factory. It was that simple and we did it easily. But we didn't expect this to happen! We were so scared! If we had known that someone would die, we would never agree to that guy! They are the murderers! We just want to make some money. I also want to save money to go to Las Vegas to find Manny." "Is that person from Azure Company?" Melvin asked. "Yes, he seemed to be a senior executive in some department, but we were not interested in this and did not pay much attention to it. Afterwards, he told us to stay out of the spotlight, so we left District 7. The outsourced truck driver could also testify that it was he who delivered the batch of goods to the factory," said Magee. "Ok, shooting completed." Melvin turned off the camera. Maggie admitted everything and asked, "We won't go to jail for this, will we? What if the people from Azure Company retaliate against us?" Zhang Ailun watched the whole thing, looking at the confused look on the group's face, and said, "As long as you cooperate with me, even if the people from Weilan Company try to retaliate against you, I can solve it for you. Your incident caused tens of millions of losses and people died. It is impossible not to go to jail. I can only ensure that you live a more comfortable life in there. Don't worry, if you behave well, you can be released in a few years after a few reductions in sentence." "I will also give your Manny a sum of money every month, arrange drug rehabilitation for her, and provide her with a house and a job to ensure her quality of life. You can go find her after you get out." Zhang Ailun showed his righteousness. As the chief leader, he was a gangster, and he would give others respect if they respected him. "Then I feel relieved." Maggie heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that his group was no longer in danger of death. Just go to jail, it's better than being retaliated against, robbed and beaten to death outside. It's his own fault that he did a bad thing and was used as a pawn by others for money. (End of this chapter)