Chapter 122 Delivery of Vehicles After waiting for a few minutes, the roar of cars came from outside. Zhang Ailun looked out the window and saw several cars parked in front of the apartment downstairs. None of them cost less than $10,000, and they were all modified cars! Explosive performance. Then a big white man wearing a turban, a riveted black leather jacket, Martin boots, a skull pendant, and a face full of tattoos got off the lead car. You can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person. The strong white man got out of the car, walked to the door of the apartment aggressively, and started banging on the door. "Hey! I'm here! Is anyone there? Open the door for me quickly." "Hey, man, you dare to mess with people like this? They look like they are gang members, right?" Zhang Ailun looked back at the black guys in surprise, thinking that their end would probably be miserable. He cast a sympathetic look at Lao Hei and nodded to Xige, "Go open the door for them." "Hey! Your favorite Tommy is here! Can you open the door?" The strong white men outside gathered at the door, shouting and yelling, looking lawless. "What's it called?" Sig opened the door for them and put the muzzle of the submachine gun directly to their foreheads. Several people turned off the fire instantly.
Sig didn't look at them kindly at all, and said unkindly: "If you lead the police here, can you bear the responsibility?" The white man at the door had a stiff expression, but soon he smiled and spread his hands enthusiastically, "Hello, man, you are the Burger King, right? I have to say you did a great job on this! I admire people like you! We must have a couple of drinks when this is over!" "Burger King is my boss, you got the wrong person." After saying that, Sig turned around and went into the house. "Come in, don't make noise outside. The neighbors also need quiet. You really have no manners at all." The white man at the door looked at the others and shrugged his shoulders. "Ok! You are the boss, you have the final say, let's settle this account!" After stretching his muscles, he lined up to enter the house and slammed the door shut. The originally spacious living room of the apartment suddenly seemed much more crowded with the addition of a few strong men with well-developed biceps. Several old black men were trembling and dared not even breathe loudly. "Are you Mr. Hacksaw?" Zhang Ailun looked at the burly man leading them and asked. "Burger King!! Hahahaha..." Mr. Hacksaw laughed, walked over and shook his hand. He wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but Zhang Ailun changed the tone of the question. Suddenly, his scalp went numb and he pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted. Become honest instantly. "Hacksaw is me! My name is Tommy. Does it sound familiar? Yes! But I'm not that Tommy. I'm a rapper from the West Coast. Have you heard my songs?" "No." Zhang Ailun just thought he was noisy. Maybe he thought he was cool. If you were my old friend Tommy, you'd be in Miami, Sin City, not the City of Angels. Floral shirt, jeans, I look my coolest on the streets of Sin City. Tommy smiled bitterly. "It's normal that you haven't heard of me. I'm not very famous. I just released a few records that didn't sell well. I'm in the business of selling pirated rap CDs and I've also made movies." "Hamburger Juan King." Zhang Allen calmly shook hands with him and handed him the car keys. "Tommy, your car is in the parking garage downstairs. You can have someone check the situation now and then come back to pay."
"Ok." Tommy immediately waved his hand and asked his younger brother and Sig behind him to go over and check the vehicle. He looked at the black men again, clenched his fists, and chuckled, smiling with his face but not his heart, "Hey, guys, you are really brave! You even dare to steal my car?" "Sorry, we were wrong." The three old black men were in tears. "Boss, can you leave this guy to me?" A bald white man looked at the thin black man and licked his lips. Lao Hei was so scared that he almost peed his pants. Tommy looked at Zhang Allen to ask for his opinion. "We are only responsible for recovering vehicles. As for how you deal with these theft gangs, that is your business. They were the ones who provoked you first. Even if they are handed over to the police, the responsibility is theirs, which is legal and compliant." Zhang Ailun didn't care about it. "Go! Fury, go and reward our Mr. Thief." Tommy encouraged his younger brothers to love these old black men. Amidst a series of howling sounds like a pig being slaughtered, Lao Hei was picked up and dragged into the house. He struggled in vain, and soon even more exciting and tragic wails spread. The remaining two black men were immediately defeated. "We were wrong! Sir! Please let us go." "We'll settle our accounts later." Tommy ignored the two black men and warmly invited Zhang Allen to sit down and talk. "Are there only three of them?" "Five. You have to deal with the other two by yourselves. I don't want to get involved." Zhang Ailun replied. "Ok, then may I ask, what do you do for a living?" Tommy looked at the Victor submachine gun in Zhang Allen's hand and began to daydream. "Gangsters? Terrorists? How did you find out about the vehicle? I previously commissioned six professional teams but none of them could find my car." "We are not as mysterious as you think. The name Juanjin is quite useful in the Fifth District, but we are just a small team engaged in can recycling." Zhang Ailun said: "As for how we found the missing vehicle, of course we have our own professional intelligence network channels." "Well, I think we will have a chance to cooperate in the future." Seeing that Zhang Ailun didn't want to say more, Tommy tactfully didn't ask any more questions. Someone who has this kind of intelligence network is definitely not easy to deal with, and it is definitely not as simple as he said. Sig and Tommy's brother returned to the living room of the apartment. The white sturdy man handed the car keys to Tommy, "Boss, no problem. Although the paint and wheels have been changed, the engine and frame number match. It's our car!" Tommy nodded, waved for another younger brother to come over, took out rolls of plastic-wrapped banknotes from his handbag, and placed them in front of him. "Please count it, Mr. King. This is the reward I promised to give you, a total of 5000 US dollars! I, Tommy, have always been honest and trustworthy in doing things!" Zhang Allen handed the money to Sig, who began to count it skillfully. Soon he had counted enough and nodded, "The amount is correct." "Mission accomplished, happy cooperation, have fun." Zhang Ailun handed the submachine gun to Sig to put away, packed the US dollars into the bag, said hello, stood up and prepared to leave. "You're leaving so soon? Aren't you going to stay and watch the special show?" Tommy stood up in surprise and tried to persuade him to stay. "We have other things to do," Zhang Ailun refused. "Okay, here's my business card. I hope you can have time to come to my place for a drink in the future. I will definitely treat you well, with passionate music and exciting programs!" Tommy felt a little regretful and took out his business card and handed it to Zhang Allen. Zhang Allen looked at the information on the business card. It was a record company called White Shark, which was not even located on Skid Row, but in the western part of Los Angeles. The entertainment facilities there are more developed, and West Hollywood is built there. I didn't expect these people to have their own business, and they weren't just gang members. Did they make so much money selling pirated records and CDs? Or were there other projects mixed in? For example, pornographic videos? All money-making projects on the West Coast cannot escape pornography, gambling, and drugs. The work these people do is certainly not that formal. No wonder everyone can afford a car worth more than $10,000.
Zhang Ailun did not envy them, because they would definitely be able to have such a scale in the future. He waved his hand and left the apartment through the side door with Sig. After seeing off Zhang Ailan and the other man, Tommy asked his men to look up information about Mr. Jin, but the information they got was just as he said, he was just a street homeless man in the Fifth Block who was engaged in the can recycling business and was not even a gang member. "It's strange. There's no reason for ordinary homeless people to have such a strong intelligence network. They are definitely not that simple." Tommy felt more and more that the other party was not simple. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. It was better not to get involved. The water on the streets of Los Angeles is too deep. He turned around and looked at the two black men, and instantly got angry. "Fuck you! Niggers! How dare you steal my car? I'll make sure you don't see the sun tomorrow! Beat them up!" The strong white men surrounded him and started beating and kicking him, and the black man screamed in pain. After leaving the apartment building, Zhang Ailun and Sig waited in the parking lot with their handbags. They each bought a cup of iced Coke and admired the beautiful scenery and the long-legged blonde beauties on the roadside. "My opinion is that it's not as good as Seattle," said Zhang Ailun while drinking an iced Kola. "It's a tropical area over there, and people rarely wear thick clothes all year round. If you want to see bikini beauties in Los Angeles, you have to go to Santa Monica Beach." Sig also spoke in a refreshed tone. It wasn't long before Air Force Bailey came over. After throwing the Coke bottle into the trash can and getting in the car, Zhang Ailun began to distribute dividends to everyone. "This mission was done perfectly, but I was the one who accepted the mission, I was the one who pried the door open, and I was the one who beat Lao Hei. You two were just running errands. I'll take 4000 and you'll each get 500. Is there a problem?" The chief asked the two men, holding a few rolls of US dollars in one hand. "Boss, I only need 200." Air Force Bailey said tactfully, "After all, I didn't do anything. I just squatted on the side of the road and waited for minutes." Zhang Ailun smiled with relief. You are so sensible. I will look for you again if there is such a job in the future. Sig also said: "I didn't do anything either. After all, you paid me to buy the gun, and I didn't waste any bullets this time. When I went upstairs, you had already dealt with all three of them by yourself. 300 is enough for me!" "That being said, I can't treat you unfairly. After all, if something happened in the apartment, both of us would bear the blame." Zhang Allen generously distributed a thousand-dollar bill to the two of them, patted their shoulders, and said, "Drive, go back!" "Thank you, Boss!!" The two did not refuse any more. Sig took $700 and Bailey took $300. The total net worth of the chief reached $19033. He started the car and headed back the way he came, ready to return to his own territory. While in the car, Olivia sent him a message. Zhang Allen clicked it and saw that the other party became very excited and exploded directly. Olivia: WTF!! Where did you get these chat messages? Craig is having an affair with that rich client! She also lives in the Crown District. Zhang Ailun: The situation is a bit complicated. I happened to take this job when I was looking for a job on the Los Angeles 58 black market app. I searched the information and found these chat contents. The male protagonist is your boyfriend. Olivia: I'm going to throw up! Not only did he go behind my back and have sex with a rich woman, but he even dragged me into it. I introduced him to several clients before. Zhang Ailun: Is this all you care about? Olivia: What else? I had expected this kind of thing. Our relationship was complicated. We were more like partners living together than those who would get married after a normal relationship. Zhang Ailun: … Olivia: I just hate that he didn't think of me after he got his life together! He didn't even mention that I had a girlfriend.
Zhang Ailun: If you look at it this way, this guy is indeed not very moral. Were you sleeping before? Olivia: Yes, I just woke up and was planning to go out for dinner and embrace my wonderful new life, but I saw the bad news you brought me. Thank you so much, Hamburger!! Zhang Ailun: It feels like you are mad at me. Olivia: No, I just feel so mad!! I’m so sad. Zhang Ailun: Since you don't care if your boyfriend cheated on you, I sent these chat messages to my employer. He promised to give me a guaranteed salary of $2500, as well as a nice bonus! He was also sure to get $200 million in divorce settlement. Olivia: So much? Wait! Don't worry, I'm going to call Craig now and ask him about the situation! If he wants to break up with me, I'll ask him for $200 in breakup fee! After all, if I threaten him with his current girlfriend's husband, he will definitely not be happy to see the tragedy happen. Let his current girlfriend lose $ million! Zhang Ailun: Isn’t this a bit bad? Olivia: I'll give you $5000. Zhang Ailun: That's great! I support you! This is how you deal with a scumbag. What employer? Which employer? You only offered a guaranteed fee of $2500, and there's a lawsuit that's going to take who knows when, and you have to go through the divorce process. Others are offering $5000, in cash! It's all business, and it's difficult for me to handle it. Olivia: [Location sharing] Do you have time now? Come to my house. I'm worried that Craig will get angry and even abuse me. Zhang Ailun: If he dares to do that, I swear, I will beat the shit out of him and beat him back into the shit!! Make him lose his reputation! He won’t get a penny from that rich woman!! Olivia: It's wild, but I like your dominance. Come on, baby! After receiving the address information sent by Olivia, Zhang Ailan immediately asked Sig to turn the car around and take him to that community. Xige was surprised and asked, "Another new address that I haven't been to? Who are you going to meet again?" Zhang Ailun rolled his eyes and said, "It's none of your business. Just drive your car. Do you want to publicize my privacy to the world?" "I'm just concerned about you. I'm worried that you'll get involved with a bad girl with a messy private life and get infected with some disease. You'll definitely be in pain for the rest of your life!" Sig explained. "Thank you for your concern, Sig. But can you shut up now? Drive carefully! Watch the traffic lights in front of you!!" said Zhang Ailun. "Okay." Sig shut up immediately. Zhang Ailun was busy playing with his mobile phone, and took the opportunity to ask about the situation on Dominic's side and whether the black man had been found. Dominic: Not yet, but our people have already started an active carpet search, and we will definitely notify you as soon as there is any situation. Zhang Ailun: OK. (End of this chapter)