Sander held the phone in his hand, his eyes flashing with gleams. He knew the identity of Gus Giller, and he did not trust this ruthless gang leader very much. However, Gus Giller's words still aroused his interest.
Sander really likes money, but what he likes most is the position of the supreme commander of Concentration Camp No. 1319, because in his heart he is like a mirror. As long as he can sit at the top of the prison, it will mean a huge flow of money. Into pocket.
"go."
After careful consideration, Sander finally gave Gus Giller the answer.
Noon the next day.
In a remote neighborhood of Bat Yam, in an inconspicuous coffee shop, Sander met Gus Giller who had arrived early. As the two henchmen who had been with him for many years were dismissed by him, Sander sat alone opposite Gus Giller, lit a cigarette and smoked while asking: "Mr. Gus Giller, I like people who are happy, even more so. I like to deal with upright people. What do you want to do with me?"
Gus Giller smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, Warden Sander. It's a good thing that I'm looking for you. However, the protagonist who needs to meet you today is not me. If I find you here, I will just pull the strings for him. .”
Xander frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who is he?"
Gus Giller shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter who he is, what matters is that he can give you what you want. Such as power and money."
Sander fell silent, and he became more and more curious, who is the other party? What is the other party's purpose? And when I came out this time, I was already prepared to encounter danger. Even if the other party's request was too excessive, I had to agree temporarily. The worst I could do was leave the door of the cafe without admitting it.
"I'm not late, am I?"
Tang Xiu arrived quickly and spoke in fluent English.
Gus Giller immediately stood up and introduced: "Mr. Tang, you are not late. Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Sander, the deputy warden of Concentration Camp No. 1319. This is Mr. Tang, and this time The protagonist who plans to work with you.”
Tang Xiu stretched out his hand to shake Sander's hand, then motioned for the other party to sit down, then sat down next to Gus Giller, and said with a smile: "I believe Warden Sander must be very curious about the reason why I came to you. It's actually very simple. , I want to make a deal with you."
Sander looked at the Eastern young man in front of him, his eyes flickering, and asked: "What deal?"
Tang Xiu did not answer in a hurry, but raised his arm and made a quick gesture. Suddenly, Mo Awu came from a distance carrying a suitcase. When he put the suitcase on the table, he opened it and there was A box full of US dollars.
"Warden Sander, here is one million US dollars. No matter whether we can negotiate a cooperation today or not, the money will be yours. It is a meeting gift for you."
Xander's expression changed. One million U.S. dollars was not a lot of money to him. His net worth was more than ten million U.S. dollars. However, he had a slight liking for Tang Xiu's behavior. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes inadvertently glanced across Moawu's face.
"impossible!"
Sander suddenly stood up from the sofa, eyes flashing with horror, staring at Moawu.
Mo Awu said with a smile but not a smile: "Warden Sander, I haven't seen you for many years. Your original injuries have all healed? I thought the God of Death liked you and would take you away."
Sander glared at Mo Awu, with cold murderous intent oozing from his teeth: "You are wrong, the God of Death does not like me, so I am very lucky and have been alive until now. I still clearly remember that it was you who stabbed me with a dagger. Enter the left side of my chest. If the position of my heart were not slightly different from that of ordinary people, I would have died in your hands."
Mo Awu smiled and said: "We were trying to survive back then, and you were our enemies. Now! My boss wants to make a deal with you, and we will no longer be enemies. There is a saying I like very much, called: All the prosperity in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit. There are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests, what do you think?"
Sander said in a deep voice: "What I want to know most now is how big the benefit can be?"
Tang Xiu waved to Mo Awu and motioned for him to wait aside. Then he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Awu had some connection with Warden Sander. They should be considered acquaintances without fighting, right? As for the interests you want to know, How big it is depends on your courage."
Xander sat down again and asked, "Speak more clearly."
Tang Xiu shook his head and said: "What I can tell you now is that as long as you are brave enough, the currency unit of our transactions should be in hundreds of millions, and the word US dollar should be added after billions."
100 million
Dollar
Sander's heart beat rapidly, and the scowl on his face gradually dissipated. In just five or six seconds, a smile spread across his face and he said, "Mr. Tang, right? Tell us about the cooperation."
Tang Xiu said: "I want to buy prisoners from Concentration Camp No. 1319, and the number is very large. The number of people... at least the number of prisoners purchased will be in three digits."
"Hundreds of people?"
Sander's pupils shrank, and his body couldn't help but tremble. There was a turmoil in his heart, and his eyes looking at Tang Xiu were full of fear. You must know that every prisoner in Concentration Camp No. 1319 is an extremely vicious person, and they are all villains who deserve to be shot countless times. What is the purpose of the young man in front of me buying so many prisoners? Is he going to form a terrorist organization
"I… "
Sander didn't know how to reply, because he didn't dare! Although money is a good thing, hundreds of millions of dollars is an astronomical figure to him, but no matter how much money you have, you have to spend it wisely!
By observing Sander's expression, Tang Xiu guessed what he was thinking in his heart. A smile appeared on his handsome face. Tang Xiu said: "Warden Sander, I know you don't dare, but if you are charged with selling prisoners, Not only did it not affect you, but it also allowed you to become the top commander of Concentration Camp 1319. What do you think of this result?"
Xander's eyes lit up and he asked, "Do you have any idea?"
Tang Xiu smiled and said: "Before we trade, I will send someone to kidnap Ogutendo, and you will use his name to trade with me. After the transaction is completed, you report it to the government immediately, and I will send someone to take Ogutendo with him." Evacuate and pretend to be fleeing. If Ogutendo is killed in a fierce battle, he will eventually die without evidence."
"Let Oguto take more of the blame?"
Countless thoughts were swirling in Xander's mind, and the more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. After a while, he asked his last concern: "How can I believe that you really have this ability? Although Ogutendo regards wealth as his life, he is also very concerned about his own safety. Every time he When he goes out, he will bring at least several experts with him to protect his safety."
Tang Xiu pointed at Mo Awu not far away, and said with a half-smile: "If I told you that when I came to Bat Yam this time, I brought a group of masters with similar strength to Awu, do you think it can be done? arrive?"
"That bastard..."
Xander cursed secretly in his heart, and finally nodded and said: "That subordinate of yours is very powerful. I have fought against him before and know his strength."
Tang Xiu smiled and said: "Then let's formulate an implementation plan..."
time flies.
Two more days passed in the blink of an eye.
In Concentration Camp No. 1319, Ogutendo was comfortably nestled on a soft sofa, enjoying the service of a beautiful blonde. In front of him, Sander held the file and placed it on the table.
Ogu Tendo picked it up casually, glanced at it a few times, then grabbed a pen and signed it, then threw it to Sander and said: "There are thirteen people in total, it is up to you to arrange them all! Remember, find out their situation , if you find a guy who is more powerful at reaching out, remember to tell me."
Xander nodded and said, "I'll do it right away."
Ogutendo stopped the prepared Sander, opened the drawer, took out two stacks of banknotes, threw them to Sander and said: "Take these 20,000 US dollars and give them to the brothers below, so that they can work hard. As for your dividends , has been credited to your account."
Xander smiled and nodded, and after turning around and leaving the office, his expression immediately darkened. His dividends each time were only 50,000 U.S. dollars at most. Compared with Ogutendo, who could get at least hundreds of thousands or millions of U.S. dollars, the difference was not even a little bit worse.
That little money...
Are you sending beggars away
Sander cursed in his mind. Seeing that there was no one in the corridor, he took out a pen from his pocket and quickly added a name to the list of thirteen prisoners: Richard.
Ten minutes later.
Sander appeared in the room where the fourteen prisoners who had just been brought in were kept. Seeing that all fourteen of them were handcuffed to the iron bars, his eyes finally fell on Tang Xiu, and then he said to the prison guard beside him. : "Bring Richard out and put him in room No. 000018. The others will be put in the cells at the back."
Suddenly.
Two prison guards opened Tang Xiu's handcuffs and led him out of the room.
A black young man from the other thirteen races shouted loudly: "Hey... man, why did you put him in cell 000018? Is it possible that you took his benefits? How much? Ten thousand dollars? Or ten Ten thousand US dollars? I also have money, and I also request to go to cell number 000018."
Sander's expression changed and he yelled angrily: "Damn nigger, shut up. The prisoners in Cell No. 000018 have been sentenced for at least two hundred years. If you want to die quickly, I can promise you."
"Hiss..."
The black young man took a deep breath and fainted for a moment.
Tang Xiu stopped, turned his head and looked at the black young man, and suddenly asked: "Brother, what did you commit?"
The young black man puffed up his chest and cursed, "It's none of your business?"
Tang Xiu looked at Sander and asked, "Tell me about his crimes."
Sander held up the document and read: "Stetanqiu, an Indian, set fire to sixteen stores and burned nine people to death. He robbed a jewelry store, killed three people and seriously injured four people... He escaped from prison twice. …”