The sky was gradually darkening. Soon it was time to get off work. Allen Zhang shut down the office computer, stretched lazily, and walked down from the upstairs.
Jennifer had just finished cleaning on the first floor and was ready to close the door.
Bailey was still tallying up, they had only made six sales for the day. Starting the count again, they managed to make two more deliveries, still far from the ten that Jennifer mentioned, but working overtime today was out of the question.
"Honey, want to head back together?" Jennifer changed into another outfit, slinging her newly purchased LV bag over her shoulder, looking expectantly at the General Sect Leader.
No need to wonder, her LV bag was certainly obtained through Black, after all, what’s on display in stores can’t beat the value for money of stall goods, right?
"You go with Bailey, I still have some things to handle tonight."
Allen Zhang handed the Jeep’s keys to Jennifer, told Bailey to get the armored car ready at the door, and picked a few handy weapons and explosive devices to put on the armored car, just in case.
"Then can I drive your Lamborghini?" Jennifer inquired tentatively.
"Of course." Allen Zhang smiled.
"Can I take people with me?" Jennifer asked again.
"Men are not okay." Allen Zhang replied.
"Oh, of course, it’s not going to be a man, are you doubting me? They’re some of the sisters I know."
Jennifer happily agreed, after embracing and kissing the General Sect Leader goodbye, she drove with Bailey to Old Pick’s garage, ready to borrow the General Sect Leader’s Lamborghini to take her sisters shopping.
Allen Zhang closed the shop, sat in the armored car, took out his phone to notify Sieg to meet up on Y1 Street, and asked about the status of their preparations.
Sieg: Everything is ready, I also got a sand truck from that guy, Kim Rachel. When do we move?
Allen Zhang: We haven’t received a notification from Red yet, let’s first take care of those Black Panthers engaged in human trafficking.
Sieg: Ok, I will bring some guys over immediately.
Allen Zhang put away his phone, drove the armored car to Y1 street, parked by the roadside, got off and bought a fast-food meal from the convenience store across the street for a quick bite.
Streetlights one by one lit up, but only near the traffic lights at intersections, everywhere else remained pitch black. The number of pedestrians thinned out, only convenience stores and some storefronts shining with neon lights.
Soon Sieg arrived with his people. Allen Zhang waved them over to get into the car to talk. Several burly men sat in the back of the armored car, picked up the weapons and equipment, waiting patiently.
Sieg, seated in the front passenger seat, buckled his seatbelt and asked, "Boss, do we need to notify Eddie? Isn’t he responsible for the begging operation on nearby streets?"
Allen Zhang pondered for a moment: "No need, just keep things normal. Otherwise, those guys might not have the guts to abduct here."
The time was around 10:40 PM, and there weren’t many people on the street anymore. After work, Beggar Gang Disciples were still wandering in the streets, moving in groups, gathering, holding cheap beers bought earlier, chattering and laughing.
"Guess what? I met a lady today who was especially generous. I complimented her figure as perfect, resembling a female celebrity, and she was delighted, directly giving me 5 US dollars!"
"Why is it that I also complimented someone last time, and that guy gave me a punch right away?"
"Buddy, if you want to beg and get money from passersby, you have to learn to observe more. If it’s someone in a hurry, you better not bother them. If it’s someone carrying a lot of daily necessities, they usually have some change and don’t mind giving you a few cents. You have to sweet-talk them, that’s how you can get the chance to get money!"
A group of Beggar Gang Disciples in grubby clothes huddled under the street lamp, sharing their Internal Cultivation Methods, the old-timers talking eloquently, holding their bottles and shooting the breeze.
Even at night, there was no worry at all because this was the Beggar Gang’s turf. The graffiti on the walls all depicted little yellow ducks, Sunkist Bar was just down the next street, thanks to the General Sect Leader, there were hardly any Black homeless or hoodlums wandering here, the public order had significantly improved.
Police enforcement here was much tighter than other blocks, not suitable for Zero-Dollar Purchase at all.
Not long after, a silver-gray van with license plate LS-46G-8A passed by the street, wandering around for quite a while, catching attention.
Eventually, the van parked in front of a few Beggar Gang Disciples, and the doors were opened from the inside out. Suddenly, several Blacks with covered faces ran down from the van.
The Beggar Gang Disciples sensed something was wrong and quickly threw down their beer bottles and ran off.
But these Blacks were clearly prepared, targeting two younger-looking Beggar Gang Disciples, they pounced and caught two of them, yanking and dragging them, lifting and stuffing them into the van.
"Oh! Shit! Who are you guys?" The Beggar Gang Disciples nearly panicked, screaming in terror.
"Behave, okay? Otherwise, I’ll break your head!" Black threatened.
Sieg and Qibatu, seeing this from the armored car, wanted to get out and stop them, but Allen Zhang stopped them, letting those two Beggar Gang Disciples be taken by Black.
They were tied up, and towels were stuffed into their mouths. The men hurriedly tied the victims onto the van, and the Black driving hit the gas and drove off the street.