Chapter 93 Rope Art Are these old black men animals? Three thousand dollars worth of leaves were finished so quickly? Zhang Ailun was extremely dissatisfied with them. The black guys knelt on the ground and grimaced. But they didn't dare to resist at all, and hurriedly said, "That 18-hand pickup truck can also be worth two thousand dollars." "Do you think I'm an idiot? That old, beat-up Ford pickup truck has broken windows, rusted wheels and paint, and you only dare to drive it out on the street at night. It's worth no more than a thousand dollars!" Jason came over and said aggressively, "In my opinion, we should just cut off their kidneys. The internal organs and corneas are worth some money. I used to move corpses, and I know a few doctors in black hospitals who run skin banks. They often perform autopsies on the bodies of homeless people, especially the organs of black people, which are very valuable in the black market. Black people who have grown up naturally for 18 years without AIDS, given anesthesia, without feeling pain but still conscious, can take their eyeballs, hearts, kidneys, and livers. Take them alive!" Jason became more and more creepy as he spoke. Lao Hei was so scared that he peed his pants. It seems that you are the biggest evil force! She burst into tears, "Don't do this! Please! At most, we only extort money, help people collect debts, and threaten and beat people up. We have never killed anyone!" "I like to smoke leaves! I'm sick in the brain!"
“I have AIDS!!” "Shit! There's nothing wrong with me..." Lao Hei had a sad face. "Hahahaha." Jason was amused. How could he possibly do such illegal organ trafficking? I did work as a corpse porter before, and at that time there were countless homeless people who died on the streets. Many homeless people are taken away by black vans when they sleep on the streets at night, or are lured into unscrupulous hospitals through free medical check-ups, where they are unfortunately found to be brain dead and die after the results of the check-ups. So here, try to have a physical examination as little as possible. It is best if the physical examination results show some problems, such as smoking, drinking, kidney deficiency and physical weakness. Otherwise, look at the option of organ donation on the driver's license. This hospital is really a disaster for you, my good brother. "Okay, stop scaring them." Zhang Ailun saw that Lao Hei, who was almost paralyzed by his kick, finally woke up, but fainted again when he heard about the organ trafficking. He also stopped Jason from threatening Bie Song in time, and asked Lao Hei about the detailed plan and identity information of his employer. The few black men spoke fluently and sold out their employer completely. They were responsible for kidnapping people, while the employer Matt Spencer was waiting in the abandoned factory for the goods to be delivered. The coordinates of the abandoned factory in the suburbs were also obtained: . There is basically no difference between the identity information and the intelligence. "Since that son of a bitch dared to mess with me, I'm going to squeeze out his balls, crush them and feed them to the dogs today!" Jennifer was furious and wanted to find her employer to confront him face to face and teach him a lesson he would never forget. Others also agreed with her idea, and no one liked to suffer losses. Zhang Ailun advised rationally, "After all, you can't blame the other party entirely. If you didn't participate in the honey trap and blackmail the other party in the beginning, you wouldn't get yourself into trouble. We'd better not make a big fuss." "You want to persuade me to just let this matter go? Alan? If I don't teach him a lesson, he will definitely hire someone to cause trouble for me next time!" Jennifer said angrily. "I mean, you better not actually squeeze his balls out and feed them to the dog." Zhang Ailun said tactfully: "But I didn't say to let him go so easily. At least I should warn him not to break the law knowingly." "So what are we waiting for? Get in the car!"
Jason directly requisitioned a few black men's Ford pickup trucks. Even though he said he was disgusted, he got into the car faster than anyone else! "Where are the keys? Nigger! Give me the keys!" Jason wanted to start the car but couldn't find the keys, so he immediately scolded Nigger in a domineering manner. The black guys were obedient and handed over the car keys. Fitz went up and slapped them, "Nigger?" Jason let out a wail and screamed, holding the back of his head with a look of grievance, "I'm not talking about you, I've said a lot to you every day!" "Not outside!!" Fitz scolded. Little Lori's eyes can kill people. "From now on, this car will be the means of transportation for our camp!" Jason started the car, experienced the driving pleasure, and was filled with joy. Although the accelerator pedal feels soft and weak, and the brakes are intermittent, and the car is basically on the verge of being scrapped, but overall it is worth the price. The pickup truck can accommodate several people and is very convenient for transporting goods. I am very satisfied with it. "You'd better ask them about the origin of this car." Xige advised calmly, "If it was purchased through a normal transaction, it's easy to deal with. But if it was stolen, or even used as a tool for committing a crime, I suggest you take it to the suburbs and sell it to a modification shop for dismantling." "I didn't expect that a veteran like you would become a bad person." Jason looked at Sig in surprise. "This is just a suggestion from me!" Sig corrected immediately. No matter whether it is good or not, it all serves the purpose of survival. His bottom line is that no innocent good person should be harmed and no bad person should be let off. "What should we do? Can we leave now?" Several black men asked in a low voice. Who could have thought that they would run into a tough guy here, their business would fail, their car would be lost, and their boss would be kicked badly. If you don’t go to a black hospital to treat your broken bone, I don’t know how long it will take to heal. "What are you thinking? I'd let you leave before the matter is over? Of course, I'll lead the way! Go and inform your employer that the person has been kidnapped and will be sent back soon." Zhang Ailun patted his shoulder and exerted force with his five fingers. Lao Hei immediately felt like dying in pain, wailing continuously, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to send a message. "He said he wanted us to take a picture of the victim being tied up." Lao Hei looked at Zhang Allen and Jennifer eagerly. "Is this guy so cautious?" Zhang Ailun was surprised. "I just think he's a pervert!!" Jennifer rolled her eyes, but still turned around cursing and put her hands behind her back, "Come tie me up!" Zhang Ailun was willing to help. He took the nylon rope prepared by Lao Hei from the car and showed off his rope skills! Show off a little bit of your skills. Jennifer blushed, knelt on the ground, posed, and bit her lip, "How is it?" Lao Hei didn't dare to look at it any more, "Okay, okay." After sending the photos to the employer, Zhang Ailun took their mobile phones and took a look at the chat history. Mr. Shancha: Ok! I like this one! Send this little bitch over here! Zhang Ailun: Go prepare another 5000 US dollars, otherwise we will have this girl for ourselves. Mr. Shancha: What? You are blackmailing me! I have already paid you $3000!
Zhang Ailun: Love or not. 5000 US dollars can let us enjoy the ultimate happiness. If we can sleep with her, we would rather die. Mr. Shancha: You have no credibility! If you dare to do anything to her! I will make you pay the price! ! Mr. Shancha: Answer me! Speak! Damn you greedy niggers! Leave her alone! Mr. Shancha: OK! I will give you another 3000 dollars at most! I can’t give you more than that, send her here quickly. Send me two more photos, I want her to kneel and look up at me. "..." (End of this chapter)