Chapter 262 Death Star "What's going on? What on earth is going on?" Martini, a shareholder of Lightning Oil Company, was tied up and pinned to the ground by the Beggars' Sect disciples. He looked confused and shouted, "Is there some misunderstanding here? We are family!" "Who says we are one? Just behave yourself!" The Beggar Gang disciple slapped him in the face. Martini instantly became much more honest, with clear eyes. "Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding here. Didn't you hire someone to kidnap me and force the sale of my ranch?" Zhang Ailun got out of the car and walked up to the other party. He said with a fake smile, "I'm in front of you now. Tell me what you want to do to me." Martini looked at Zhang Ailun, his expression changed slightly. He was not a fool and he quickly realized that it was his people who messed up everything. "Did you instigate my people to rebel? Or did you kill them? You even have your own private army." He took a look at the fully armed Beggars' Sect disciples, each holding an AR or M4 rifle, and instantly panicked. He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. He couldn't help but curse, "Damn private detectives, they are so useless. They can't do the job even after taking the money. We trusted these people's abilities too much! And those killers! They are also useless!" "Are all the board of directors of your Lightning Oil Company idiots? You let someone do this, investigate me, kidnap and blackmail me, and you just give them $3? And $5? You want to do a business worth hundreds of millions with such a small amount of money? Who gave you the face?" Zhang Ailun questioned. One dollar for one dollar's work. If you give someone tens of thousands of dollars and they don't take the money and run away, or don't do the work for you, that's already pretty decent. What's more, their opponent is the chief leader who has cheats.
"What? I clearly took a budget of $50 and asked my people to hire people. How could there be less than $?" Martini was also a little confused. "Of course your people took kickbacks." Zhang Ailun sneered, "So you haven't taken the initiative to pay attention to or contact the people you hired?" "Of course not. Who am I? What's their status? Do I need to do this kind of thing myself?" Martini's face flushed, and he couldn't help but say, "Okay, now I'm in trouble. Let's talk about a deal. How much money do you need to let me go?" "Do you think I'm someone who needs money? Do you think I'm sending away beggars? Can I solve any problem by giving money?" Seeing that he refused to repent, Zhang Ailun was also amused. He was pinned to the ground, but he still looked so high and mighty. He must have been used to a good life, right? He really deserved a beating! He rolled up his sleeves and slapped him twice. The man was stunned and his nose was bleeding. He couldn't help but wail, "How can you be so barbaric! Shouldn't we be more civilized? I have money! I can give you money to buy my life!" "It's too late, my friend. Your money is not everything. How much money do you have?" "Lightning Oil is a company with a market value of tens of billions of dollars. Everyone on the board of directors is a billionaire and we are not short of money at all. As long as you let me go, I can certainly give you tens of millions of dollars!" Martini said hurriedly. Zhang Ailun smiled coldly: "I believe there will be many people interested in your company. I don't need to make any move. Just keep your money and confiscate it to feed the politicians' pockets." He immediately called on the Beggars' Sect disciples to take the people to the mountain camp of the Kiliya Mountains. A group of people tried to shout and scream, but they were blocked. "What should we do with this car?" Zorro pointed to the private car they drove when they came. It was not very eye-catching, just an ordinary BMW 3 Series. He also searched the car and found two mobile phones. "Find a way to deal with it." Zhang Ailun took the phone, connected it to the Terminator system, cracked the password, and took a look at the contacts on it. They were all the shareholders of the Lightning Board of Directors, and there were also the contact information of high-end call girls, models, and female stars. I looked through another phone and found basically no unnecessary software or contacts, but there were more than a dozen encrypted short videos in the storage directory. I tried to decipher them and when I opened them, I found that they were some very fancy selfie videos. Zhang Ailun was secretly shocked, but he was not surprised by this. He copied the videos and sent them to Blitz. Zhang Ailun: Send this anonymously to the media and relevant departments, and let them solve the problem. Lightning Oil must have offended a lot of people, right? Send the video to them, one copy for each person, and let them accuse Lightning Oil and attack and acquire their industry. This is a rare opportunity, I believe they will be interested. Blitz: After all, Flash Oil is a multi-billion dollar industry. Their headquarters is in Texas, and their board of directors has connections with many local politicians. They are very rich and influential. If their major shareholders are not dealt with, the impact of this video will not be enough to bring them down. They only need to spend money to deal with it, and at most they will lose some money. Zhang Ailun: I will arrange for people to retaliate against them. If they become idiots, I don't believe those politicians will continue to protect them. The people on this list are all people who have connections with them and have maintained interest transfers. You can check their black materials and make them behave. We only target the members of the Lightning Board of Directors. We are not interested in others. Blitzcrank: Ok, I'll take care of it. Zhang Ailun put away his phone and took a car to the mountain camp. After arriving at the camp, the Beggars' Sect disciples carried the tied-up bodyguard and Martini to the laboratory. Dr. Jerry, who had already prepared the chemical reagents, came over wearing a white coat and a mask. "Haha, there are new workers? Wait, I seem to have seen you somewhere. Aren't you an executive shareholder of Lightning Oil Company?" Dr. Jerry was surprised to find that this was actually a big fish.
Martini didn't know this minor character at all and had no impression of him. He thought for a long time but couldn't remember where he had seen Dr. Jerry. But when he was stripped naked by the Beggar Gang disciples and sent to the laboratory, where he lay on the experimental bed, the freezing cold feeling instantly made him shiver, and his spirit collapsed, and he began to cry and scream. Dr. Jerry kindly helped him take the food out of his mouth. Martini was really scared. He never thought that he would end up like this one day. He cried and snotted, "What are you doing! Don't do this! This is against the law!" "Don't shout or scream, keep quiet, my friend. Whether you are a billionaire or a poor homeless person, as long as you lie on this bed, I will treat you equally!" Dr. Jerry was very professional. He took out a needle and a syringe from the side and comforted her: "I will make you very quiet! Just like the priest next to you, his IQ is only that of a three-year-old now." The priest's eyes were dazed and his face looked dull, huh? Zhang Allen first went to see the private detective who was sent here, and the scavenger Maggie team. The former had already changed into work clothes and was responsible for construction work in the mountain camp, while the latter stayed well. Bailey and Melvin had also found and persuaded the truck driver, who was willing to testify in court. Everything was settled, but he just didn't send him here. After Zhang Ailun comforted them, he also came to the laboratory, pushed the door and brought people in to watch the process. The last time he came here was to watch the entire process of the priest being injected with drugs. This time it's a higher level, a billionaire came. Martini saw someone coming in and begged, "You can't do this to me! You are committing a crime! Our board of directors will definitely not let you go! You don't even know who you have offended! You have touched the capital's cake! You will definitely die miserably! As long as you let me go, I will pretend that this incident never happened! Otherwise, I will suddenly disappear from the face of the earth, and the board of directors and the FBI will definitely investigate thoroughly!" "What are you talking about? Your board of directors is already in a difficult situation!" "Do you think that you rich people can unscrupulously engage in malicious competition, kidnapping, extortion, murder, and be cruel to passers-by, and then just spend some money to settle it and become lawless madmen? Ordinary people should consider the issue of laws and means when they rise up to resist?" "Poor people must behave like good kids and be bullied by you. Even if you whip them until they are covered with bruises, you must be punished by the justice of the law. Otherwise, you are bad people with distorted values! Even if I try my best to expose your true colors, in the end I can only watch you eat, drink and play with women in a private prison, and then spend some money to be bailed out in two years. Is this the right thing to do? Right?" Zhang Ailun smiled coldly: "Now my fist is bigger than yours, so what I did is right. I am the capital! I don't care about the consequences! Even God can't save you, I said!" "Give him five shots!!" The chief leader just can't stand this kind of shark arm. Damn it, you’ve come to my territory, and you’re still acting so arrogantly and threatening me? Don't I have anyone behind me? How can I let you bully me? Do you really think that the leader who started from scratch is a good person? The moment you have a greedy thought, your death star starts flashing red. "Okay." Dr. Jerry looked at the chief in astonishment, hesitated for a moment, and did not say that the consequence of five injections could easily lead to death. After all, the chief was in high spirits, and maybe the passing dog would have to get two injections! The bodyguard next to him said quickly: "I'm just a security guard, I don't know anything, please let me go. My thigh is injured and I need treatment!" "You are helping the evildoers. You are not a good person either. You are the one who is enjoying the most on the woman in the short video!" Zhang Ailun pointed at his nose and cursed, "Give him 8 injections!" "Eight injections are very likely to cause death, brain death." Dr. Jerry hesitated. "The brain is dead, but the body is alive. If the body is not dead, then it is not considered dead." Zhang Ailun retorted: "The body is weak, but the spirit is immortal. Don't you believe in God?" "What you said makes so much sense that I am speechless." Dr. Jerry was speechless for a moment. "I didn't do anything..." The driver wanted to cry but had no tears, and wanted to beg for mercy. "You, 10 stitches!!" "..." Dr. Jerry was shocked. Even if it was a donkey, he couldn't beat it like that. Zhang Ailun let out a long sigh, calmed down his anger, and waved his hand, "Forget it, this driver doesn't have a big problem. He just paid money to have sex with a minor a few times. It's a matter of mutual consent, and I can't interfere. Just give him two injections and let him be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life."
Dr. Jerry readily agreed, "Then I may need to prepare more medicine, otherwise it may not be enough." "I'll leave it to you. You're a professional." The leader didn't care what Dr. Jerry did. He just wanted to see the final result. After Zorro dealt with the private car, he also came to the mountain camp. Zhang Allen came out of the research institute, called him over, and gave him a list. "These people are from the Lightning board of directors. How many people in the assassin industry do you know in Texas? I need you to find someone to teach them a lesson. I don't care how much money it costs, all I want is to get rid of them! And it won't affect us." Zhang Ailun said. "Should we kidnap them all? Or should we just create a natural death scene and let them die by suicide?" Zorro asked after taking a look at the list. Look, it's professional. Zhang Allen thought, "There's no need to let them die. Turning them into idiots lying in bed and eating liquid food is the best outcome. You can ask Dr. Jerry for some medicine and find a chance to inject them. There's no need to worry about public opinion. The competitiveness of Lightning Oil will definitely not let go of the opportunity to swallow it up. I've already asked Blitz to do it." "Why don't we buy its assets? Don't you have hundreds of millions of dollars to acquire its industries now?" Zorro asked. "I don't have many connections in Texas. I also have to run Parker Resource Recovery Company, so I don't have that much time to deal with those things. Other oil companies may not be happy to see me share their cake." Zhang Ailun said, "Those Texans are more evil than each other. Let's just do our own recycling work. How much does it cost to hire a killer?" "I know a few excellent colleagues, but they have all retired for several years. But if the price is right, they should be willing to sell." Zorro said, "The price is not expensive, and it's not an assassination. We just need to find a way to inject drugs into him, which is easy to approach and kill. They are not important characters, so they don't have that many security personnel around them. $2 per head is enough. Even if the president goes out, it is impossible for him to bring dozens of bodyguards if it is not during the election. Even if he has bodyguards, they are actually useless." Basically, they are all just there to do nothing and cannot stop the assassins at all. Whether they can survive depends entirely on luck. "I'll let Blitzcrank provide you with intelligence support." Zhang Ailun said. "With accurate intelligence, I can handle this within 48 hours," Zoro promised. "Then I'll leave it to you. Don't let me down." Zhang Ailun patted his shoulder and immediately transferred him a sum of $5. He was asked to spend it on the road. Whether it was buying air tickets, accommodation, buying tools for committing crimes, or renting a car, the chief leader took care of everything. There would be a bonus afterward. "Don't worry! I'm a professional!" Zorro took the money with a smile and turned to find Dr. Jerry to pick up the goods. Twenty minutes later, he came out with a small black box containing a large dose of Twilight Lover. One injection cures epilepsy, two injections cures ancestor destruction. We got in a car and drove away from the mountain camp, heading to Texas as quickly as possible. Zhang Ailun stayed at the mountain camp, waited until dark, and had dinner here. Dr. Jerry was in a good mood. He had already injected the drug into several people in the laboratory. "It's done! Their condition is under control very well." "Sit down and eat." Zhang Ailun smiled and asked him to sit down. He took out his phone and showed him some downloaded photos. "Are they the cellmates you mentioned yesterday?" "That's them. Where did you get them from? Your intelligence network is really efficient." Dr. Jerry took a look at the photos and was a little surprised that they were indeed his cellmates. "There's no need for you to ask this. Except for one of them who is still begging on the streets of Little Rock, the others are doing well. One is the chief surgeon in an underground black-hearted clinic in the suburbs, and two are doing chemical research in the leaf greenhouse of White Pigeon Motorcycle Company in the suburbs. I will bring people to invite them over later." Zhang Ailun said. "That's great!" Dr. Jerry laughed. (End of this chapter)