Chapter 223 Planning After discussing the details in detail with the bank's shareholders, both parties reached a happy deal. After leaving the hidden underground box, Newman invited the two to visit his collection. To be honest, it was far inferior to the collection on the private island of the great collector Madison. However, most people who have nothing to do would not spend tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars to purchase calligraphy and paintings and antiques for collection. At least the leader's money is used wisely. Although the wealthy Newman is relatively wealthy and is also a billionaire, there is a gap between billionaires. At least he couldn't come up with $1 million in one go, let alone $5000 million. Having assets of over 1 million and having $ million in liquid funds are two completely different things. I stayed in the villa as a guest for half an hour, had a meal, and then chose to leave. Sadie wanted to ride in the leader's car back to the Razer Motobank camp, but was forcibly detained by her wealthy father. In the end, she could only helplessly see the leader off and said goodbye reluctantly. After leaving the villa and getting on the escort vehicle, Old Jack said, "I'm going to prepare some reliable tools for committing the crime. Can you provide me with firearms?"
Zhang Ailun thought, "Yesterday we got some arms and weapons from the Motorbike Nation in the suburbs. They were all unnumbered ghost guns. I was worried about how to deal with them. If you find them useful, you can also go to the Armed Nation to pick them out. We also have channels for clay explosives." Old Jack laughed when he heard this. "Clay dynamite? This is a good thing. Since Wells Fargo wants to make it look like they have suffered a huge loss, we have to give them some stimulation anyway." I rubbed my hands. I was already itching to do it! "Don't go too far. The most important thing is to quickly pry open the door of the bank vault and take out the money inside." Zhang Ailun reminded that although they said they would not pursue the losses, they couldn't just blow up the bank right away, right? The other party had already told them the password to the bank's vault, and had also arranged for the security guards' shift changes and the bank employees' shift changes, but they certainly would not have told the employees the details. The password to the bank vault is in the hands of the supervisor, so they still have to follow the process, get the password from the other party, and coerce them to participate in the robbery. However, the other party is also a vested interest and of course knows that this is also part of the plan. It is impossible for them to really put up any resistance. With the cooperation of senior executives, it can be said that even an idiot can break into Wells Fargo Bank and rob it openly. But the fact is, Palmdale is a wealthy independent city after all, and the water is deep inside. Without the cooperation of the traitor, the ending will be just like those little Karamis in Lancaster City, shot to death and unable to run far. Zhang Ailun sent the message to Blitz, informing him that there would be a big order to be done tomorrow. Blitzcrank: Wells Fargo? Bowhead Whale took on this job event? Zhang Ailun: The employer is very generous and is willing to spend 500 million US dollars to ask us to help settle the account, but we have to bear the 7000 million bad debt! Old Jack will prepare the tools for use. At that time, you will also need to hack into the bank's surveillance equipment and the traffic lights in the city to facilitate our quick retreat and plan a good route. Blitzcrank: Ok, I'll take care of it. The leader discussed the matter in detail with Blitzcrank again before driving out of Palmdale and returning to downtown Los Angeles, where he parked his car in front of the Armed Nation on West Street. The several armed escort vehicles outside the door are no longer there, probably because they have gone out to do transportation business. When I pushed the door open, I saw Jennifer and the clerk Irene introducing guns to the customers, and the Beggar Gang disciples next to them were maintaining and disassembling the guns. The chief leader did not disturb them. He just said hello to a few people and took Old Mike to the second floor. After closing the door and locking it, Zhang Ailun entered a password into the secret door safe in the office. When it opened, the weapons and equipment inside were revealed. Old Jack took a look and his eyes lit up instantly, "Your weapons here are pretty good!" "You can pick whatever you want. We can't keep these guns after they are used up." Zhang Ailun answered casually. He sat in his office chair again, turned on his computer, logged into the bidding website, and looked at the background data. Recent sales have reached $12 in profit from the sale of guns alone.
However, this batch of goods was obtained for free by the chief leader, so it can be said that there was no cost at all, it was all pure profit. The current inventory level is almost reaching the bottom, and we need to find a new source of supply, or ask Sig to purchase a batch of goods from his friend. If you can pay with cash deposits, pay with cash. If you don’t have enough money, pay from the account. Anyway, Sig doesn't make any money by selling guns honestly. After deducting the cost, the dividend profit from selling one hundred pistols is only 20,000 to 30,000 US dollars. If he wants to get rich from the dividends from selling guns, it will take a long time. Still have to rely on the extra tasks assigned by the chief to get dividends and make a fortune. The price of a transport job for the Armed Nation is $2000 to $4000, depending on the location and type of guns being transported. However, the escort of contraband is the biggest expense, costing about $ more, but it is not possible to clearly mark the price in the income, and it is only marked on the special project list. So far, we have only completed five escort missions, most of which were in the suburbs or offline towns, and very rarely in towns like Little Rock. The quotation for one order is 2 to 3 US dollars, and the chief leader’s net profit from dividends is to US dollars. Two more orders are on the way. Zhang Ailun browsed the arms items on the bidding website again, but didn't find anything to bargain for. Old Jack also picked out several weapons, including a sturdy shotgun, a gas hammer gun, a Chicago typewriter, stun bombs and gas bombs. If it just serves as a deterrent, shotguns and hammer guns would be more effective, especially the pitch-black hammers, which look very ferocious from the outside and have extremely strong lethality. "Hey, buddy, how about working overtime tonight?" Zhang Ailun saw that Old Jack had already prepared his weapons and invited him to participate in the special program. "Is there anything else to do?" Old Jack was a little surprised. Zhang Allen immediately told Old Jack about the Gate of Heaven in the Kiliya Mountains. "Those guys are planning to come to the city again to kidnap homeless people for human trafficking. If I don't teach them a lesson, they really think they can do whatever they want in the city!" After listening to this, Old Jack was not surprised at all. He thought, "I've heard of those guys too. It seems that they have a very powerful boss. They are doing things that are against the will of heaven and earth, but no one has stopped them. In other words, some vested interests can benefit from it. This kind of thing happens everywhere. You didn't think it existed before because you haven't come into contact with it yet." "What would happen if I took them all in one pot?" asked Zhang Ailun. "Nothing will happen. Maybe save some victims from them?" Old Jack shrugged his shoulders. "You don't think those rich people only support such a project camp in private, do you? They just happened to offend you and you caught them. There are many such deals in places you don't know. I heard that the lowest price for kidnapping a person on the dark web is only a few hundred dollars. People in the city are easier to kidnap than pigs." "If you can get rid of them, they won't care at all. It won't affect their human experiments and perverted collections. They would like to completely cut off contact, so why would they rush to clean up their messes? If one base is wiped out, can't they just find another base to trade with?" Old Jack said firmly, "Those rich people value their lives very much! They care a lot about their reputation. You'd better break his claws and let him know that he is not easy to mess with, otherwise he will definitely come to trouble you. After dealing with them, just don't leave any clues." The chief leader thought about it carefully and decided to eliminate this great harm to the Beggars' Sect and the streets. "Heaven's Gate has existed since the last century. It has been able to stand firm in the mountains, so of course it has some strength. Those people are all crazy with not very good brains, and there are also many mercenaries suffering from post-war traumatic stress disorder. How can you, with just these few people, defeat a private armed force of hundreds of people?" Old Jack asked puzzled. "We have already dealt with hundreds of private armed forces. We can blow them to pieces just by relying on drone strikes!" Zhang Ailun was full of confidence, "Work overtime tonight, and I'll treat you to the fireworks." "Ok." As a fierce gangster, Old Jack has never been afraid of confronting others head-on with guns. Time soon came to the evening, and the Beggars' Gang disciples who were responsible for the escort mission also drove back, successfully delivering the employer's goods and private goods, and completing the commissioned task. Zhang Allen asked Jennifer and Irene to clean the store and put away the guns, and then they could go home. He brought the Beggar Gang disciples upstairs to discuss the overall plan and implement it step by step. When the Beggars' Sect disciples heard that the lunatics from Heaven's Gate were kidnapping people again, they were furious and wanted to just pick up their guns and shoot them.
"The camp in the Kiliyad Mountains is located on the mountain peak. The terrain is complex and easy to defend but difficult to attack. We can only adopt the strategy of air strikes to leave them nowhere to hide! But we also need to sneak into their territory first and find the location of the hostages. Only then can we carpet bomb them. Otherwise, the drones may easily injure innocent members inside." Zhang Ailun said: "When the time comes, a group of people will come to the city to kidnap people. We will deal with them directly. Drive their car to the Kiliya Mountains and trade people with the crazy people in Heaven's Gate. The hostages should wear locators and report the situation in real time. Determine the location of the kidnapped hostages and rescue them. Then we can cooperate with the inside and outside to wipe out those perverts in one go!" Therefore, the chief leader needs a few warriors. However, at this moment, most of the Beggars' Sect disciples were warriors. "What I hate most in my life is human traffickers. I'm going to kill them!" "F**k! If I don't blow their eyes out today, Sig will be their son!" "Where are the Sigs?" The group was very angry and after talking for a long time they realized that the real owner was not there. Zhang Ailun took out his cell phone and contacted Xige to ask about his situation. Sig: Chibatu and I were transporting clay explosives to the gravel field in the suburbs, and we were going to transport them to the cabin. Boss, what's up? Zhang Ailun: It’s okay, just keep pulling. Sig: Okay. It was a rare mission when the brave general Xige was absent, and the leader felt a little uncomfortable. However, this time with the presence of the tough gangster Old Jack, their force is no less powerful than those of the human traffickers. "So after all this talk, you finally decided to take me as a hostage?" Old Jack was dumbfounded after hearing the chief leader's arrangement. He protested: "I'm already old!!" "I didn't ask you to be a hostage. I asked you to escort the hostages to make a deal! After all, you look like a gangster who is capable of doing big things! They will definitely not doubt you." The plan goes through! Zhang Ailun made a detailed plan and immediately led his men out. After leaving the Armed Nation, he locked the doors and windows, took a large amount of equipment, and drove to the street to set up an ambush. By the way, let someone drive over to pick up Blitzcrank. The drone can only work at its 100th strength with him. Old Jack was forced into a situation like this and was a little speechless, but he had no choice but to pack his bag, hold his shotgun, and load it with bullets. Goodbye Los Angeles, I'm sailing away tonight. The time soon came to half past ten in the evening, and the flow of people on the streets of Los Angeles had undoubtedly become sparse. After the last lesson, very few Beggar Gang disciples gathered on the streets late at night. However, recently there have been many homeless people from other places on the streets. They don't know the rules of the streets in District 5, and many people can still be seen wandering outside, rummaging through trash cans for treasure chests that have been opened by Beggar Gang disciples. The chief leader parked the car on the side of the road and waited patiently with his men for the fish to take the bait. Not long after, a black van was seen driving down the street. It circled twice in this neighborhood with many homeless people, and only locked onto the target after confirming that there was no risk. The van suddenly accelerated and approached the black homeless man, then it braked suddenly, opened the door, and two or three Mexicans jumped out. With his face covered and a hemp rope and a sack in his hands, he ran towards an old black homeless man on the street with half of his butt exposed and a garbage bag in his hand. The black guy who was picking up garbage immediately realized something was wrong. He turned around and saw three or two big men surrounding him. He was instantly scared. He wanted to run away without even looking back, but the Mexican human trafficker pounced on him and pinned him to the ground.
"No! Don't do this! I haven't done anything wrong! Help! You want money! I'll give it to you!" Lao Hei never expected that he would end up like this. He shouted and begged for mercy, and his shoes even fell off. The homeless people around were so scared when they saw this that they didn't even bother to take care of their carts and tents. They just turned around and ran away without even looking back, without even putting on their shoes. Lao Mo was more ruthless than Lao Hei. He simply grabbed Lao Hei, covered his mouth and pushed him into the car. "Do it." The chief leader couldn't bear to watch it any longer and immediately issued orders. The Beggar Gang disciples who had been unable to contain themselves any longer pushed open the door and filed out. When Lao Mo turned around, he saw a group of people surrounding him and was also shocked. No, wasn't there no one there just now? Where did these people come from? Are they plainclothes police officers? He immediately left Lao Hei behind and tried to run away. But it was too late. The Beggar Gang disciple directly took out the Taser, raised his hand and pulled the trigger. Two hooks flew out and hit the old Mo's body. Full power! As the high voltage current gushed out, Lao Mo instantly felt a burst of physical discomfort, twitching on the spot and collapsing on the ground. When the other old Mosques saw the Beggar Gang disciples taking out their submachine guns, they broke out in cold sweats and quickly raised their hands in surrender. Compared with the black man, the Mexican man's physical fitness and hand-raising proficiency are far behind! ! The Mexican who was driving the van saw that the situation was not right and quickly turned the steering wheel to escape. The chief gang leader stepped on the accelerator and crashed into the van head-on, stopping it violently with a bang, smashing its front bumper and successfully blocking the van's way. "You bastard, you offended the leader and you still want to run away? How dare you kidnap people on my territory? Do you know who I am?" Zhang Ailun pointed at him through the window and cursed. "do not know……" The windows of the van were smashed by the Beggar Gang disciples, and Lao Mo was dragged out of the car and forced to kneel on the ground, feeling panic-stricken. "Then let him know! Drag him into the alley and beat him up! Beat him until he smokes!" Zhang Ailun said viciously. The Beggar Gang disciples immediately picked up the man, dragged him to the alley nearby, picked up a brick, pinned the old Mo to the ground and beat him up! Some even directly picked up a steel pipe, pressed the person against the wall, stuck out their buttocks, pulled down their pants and poked them hard! "Ow!!!" The chief leader could hear the pig-slaughtering wail from half a street away. (End of this chapter)