Chapter 46 The King's Car This software is actually nothing special. Its most common uses are information positioning and purchasing of open source Fullz data packages. It has limited influence and can basically only be used in Los Angeles. It doesn’t work outside. Fullz means complete identity package. Fullz typically contains name, date of birth, home address, phone number, Social Security number, driver's license number, family member information, financial details and other relevant personal information. The price of an identity package on the dark web is approximately between $5 and $25, depending on the value of the information. If it is just ordinary vehicle information, it only costs 5-10 cents to get it, and hundreds of dollars can be used to buy the backend information of a unit of the DMV Traffic Administration, which contains vehicle update information for an ordinary community within 3-5 years. If it is a wealthy area, you will have to pay a relatively expensive price because it is full of private luxury cars. This software is also built on the basis of information utilization and software function stitching. Any programmer team that knows some computer technology can basically handle it. It is also a common software in gray transactions. The administrator of the vt software is still very lazy, and a lot of information updates are delayed. Information from a few years ago is still in use and is not accurate. The coverage is limited to ordinary communities in Los Angeles. It has also been infiltrated by police officers, who have started fishing enforcement. If you don't turn on stealth mode, you might be caught by the police as soon as you go online. If you turn on the stealth mode, you need to pay by the hour, which is 60 cents a minute, dollars an hour, and 24 dollars a day for hours. Zhang Ailun seriously suspected that the police officers were also involved, so he forced you to turn on the stealth mode.
Go to you offline and ask you why you want to log in to this software? Where did you download it from? What is your purpose? Where is your friend? Lock you in a small dark room and reward you heavily. Zhang Ailun operated a few more times and heard the sound of brakes coming from outside. He looked up and saw two black and white guys on bicycles entering the alley. The other party greeted a few people first, and then immediately complained: "What's wrong with you? Why do you want us to come back? We are almost at an agreement on the price. The other party is willing to pay $69 for the bicycle!" As soon as Zhang Ailun saw the delivery had been made, he immediately stood up, pushed a few people aside, walked over, and braked the bicycle to prevent the other party from riding away. After taking a closer look, I found that the bicycle was not damaged except for the anti-theft lock. Looking at the slightly dazed Xiao Heizi, Zhang Ailun put his hand on his shoulder and said calmly, "Your lock picking skills are pretty good, Bro." "WTF! Where are you from...Ah! Shit!! It hurts, it hurts..." The black boy was about to yell, but the next second he felt as if his shoulder was being tightly gripped by an iron clamp, and he instantly stopped and wailed. Zhang Ailun held the bicycle with one hand and grasped the man's shoulder with the other hand, pressing him to the ground. He said with a fake smile, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Could you please repeat it carefully again?" The other person next to them was stunned. After seeing his accomplices being indifferent, he soon realized something was wrong and quickly got out of the car, "Hey! Stop fighting! That car is yours!" "It was originally mine!!" Zhang Ailun glared at him viciously, then took another look at the bicycle with butterfly stickers and became interested. "Did you steal this bicycle too?" "I bought this." The white guy wanted to be stubborn, but under the intimidation of Zhang Ailun's eyes, he felt his hair tingling and could only admit the truth: "Well, I bought it from a cycling store for free, but I have been riding it for two weeks and basically nothing has happened." "Are you a plainclothes police officer from the Southern Branch?" Xiao Heizi asked timidly, and instantly suspected that his side was being stung by a sting operation. "This bike is mine." Zhang Ailun ignored the black guy and decisively requisitioned the white guy's bicycle. He was just worried about not having a means of transportation, and now someone is delivering the goods to his door. He let go of the little black guy he had subdued, pushed him aside, sat on his new vehicle and test-drove it around the alley for a short while. It felt pretty good. Zhang Ailun was very satisfied. He turned to the others and said, "This street is now my territory. From now on, without my permission, you cannot commit crimes nearby, and you are not allowed to pick up cans. My people will come here to take over. Do you understand?" "As long as you are still nearby, I can always find your location through VT bounty, so don't take chances. It's best to stay away from you! The farther the better!" The black guy and the white guy looked back at their companions, and seeing that they couldn't say a word for a long time, they realized that they had hit a wall this time, and were beaten by the opponent alone in their own territory!
He didn't even have the face to ask for the territory back, so he could only leave the alley in disgrace. Watching them leave, Zhang Ailun also rode his butterfly sticker bicycle, holding Simone's bicycle with one hand, took a photo and sent it to the other party. Zhang Ailun: The King's Car! Simone: Where did you get the TREK butterfly? Zhang Ailun: Trek Butterfly? My bike is indeed Trek's road brand, but it's not a butterfly, it's just a random cover. He thought he knew a lot about bicycle brands. Trek Butterfly was famous mostly because of marketing hype. In 09, Armstrong rode a Trek bicycle with real butterfly specimens in a competition and was reported by an animal protection organization. Later, the bicycle was auctioned for charity for US$50. If you spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a bicycle, unless you are extremely wealthy or simply want to launder money for tax deduction, you will definitely be considered mentally retarded. Simone: The pirated TREK is also a mid-to-high-end brand, much better than my Target-branded bike. Zhang Ailun: I got this bike from some homeless people on the street. They gave it to me. Simone was instantly silenced by him. Was it given to you? Did you steal it? Why didn't they give it to me? Simone: Your bicycle is indeed not expensive. I checked and it is only worth 200 US dollars. Zhang Ailun: You call this low value? Your bike was only offered for $69. Simone: What do you mean, you sold my Target folding bike? Zhang Ailun immediately explained what happened on his side and took credit for it. Zhang Ailun: If my fist wasn't so strong, you would never get your bike back! Simone: You did a great job! Honey! I hope you won’t park your bike on the roadside next time you go out, especially in crowded places without cameras. This is a stupid thing to do. Allen Zhang: So where do I stop? In your heart? The black girl stopped talking instantly. I don’t know if I was attracted by the high-end rhetoric such as the cheesy love words. Zhang Ailun then sent the current coordinates to Dominic, briefly informing him of what was happening there, and asked him to bring people here to buy goods later, and asked him whether he was open for business now. This news really scared Dominic. Dominic: Man! You're so efficient, aren't you? You took over another street? If this continues, we might not have enough manpower! I'm on Rio's side of the street now. Rio also brought a female companion, saying that she wanted to join us. Zhang Ailun: Just do whatever you want. After all, you are the second in command of our team. You don't need to tell me everything about personnel transfers. When the territory becomes bigger and stronger and there are enough people, you don't have to run around outside anymore. You just need to sit and collect money! Dominic: I don’t think there’s any need to rest. I still need to do something solid! Zhang Ailun: It’s up to you. I asked about Sig again and learned that it was his first day on the job and he was doing quite well, having picked up more than 200 bottles. I praised him and then stopped chatting. As long as the disciples of the Beggars' Sect are willing to work hard, the life of the leader will get better and better in the future. After packing up Simone's bike and folding it, Zhang Alan hit the road on his Trek Butterfly. (End of this chapter)