Dr. Jerry readily agreed, "Then I may need to prepare some more potions, otherwise it might not be enough."
"Leave it to you, you are the professional." The General Sect Leader did not care how Dr. Jerry proceeded, as long as the final result was satisfactory.
After dealing with the private car, Zorro also arrived at the mountain camp. Allen Zhang walked out of the institute, called him over, and gave him a list.
"These are members of the Lightning Board. How many contacts do you have in Texas who are involved in the assassination business? I need you to find someone to teach them a lesson. I don’t care how much it costs, I want them taken care of cleanly and without affecting us," said Allen Zhang.
"Should we kidnap them all here? Or just create a natural death scene so they die by suicide?" Zorro glanced at the list and asked.
Look, talking about being professional.
Allen Zhang pondered, "There’s no need for them to die; turning them into idiots who lie in bed eating liquid food is the best outcome. You can get some potions from Dr. Jerry, find an opportunity to inject them. We don’t need to worry about public opinion. Blitz Oil’s competitors will definitely not miss this chance to swallow it up, I’ve already instructed Blitz to handle it."
"Why don’t we buy its assets? You now have hundreds of millions of dollars available to acquire its industries," Zorro asked.
"I don’t have many contacts in Texas. I also need to manage the affairs of Pike Recycling Company, I don’t have that much time to deal with those things, and other oil companies may not be happy to see me carve into their share." Allen Zhang said, "Those Texans are all more ruthless than the next, let’s just stick to our core recycling tasks. How much does hiring an assassin cost?"
"I know a few excellent colleagues, but they’ve been retired for several years now, but they should be willing to do it if the price is right."
Zorro said, "The price isn’t too expensive, it’s not an assassination, just trying to inject them with the potion is quite easy and straightforward as they are not major players and don’t have much security around, $20,000 per head should do. Even the president doesn’t bring dozens of guards when it’s not an electoral period, and even with guards, it doesn’t really help much."
Basically, they’re all freeloaders, who can’t stop assassins, and surviving is all down to luck.
"I will have Blitz provide you with intelligence support." Allen Zhang said.
"With accurate intelligence, I can get this done within 48 hours," Zorro assured.
"Then I’ll leave it to you to handle, and don’t let me down." Allen Zhang patted his shoulder and immediately transferred $50,000 for expenses to him. Whether for plane tickets, accommodation, buying tools for the job, or renting a car, the General Sect Leader took care of everything. There would also be a bonus reward afterward.
"Don’t worry! I’m a professional!" Zorro chuckled as he took the money and turned to find Dr. Jerry to pick up the goods. About twenty minutes later, he came out with a small black box containing a large dose of Dusk Lover.
One needle causes seizures, two needles to see the ancestors.
He got into a car and drove away from the mountain camp, heading to Texas as fast as possible.
Meanwhile, Allen Zhang stayed at the mountain camp, waiting until nightfall to have dinner here.
Dr. Jerry was in a great mood, having already injected several people in the lab with the potion, "Done! Their conditions are very well controlled."
"Sit down to eat." Allen Zhang smiled, motioned him to sit at the table, took out his phone, and showed him a few downloaded photos, "Those cellmates you mentioned yesterday, are these them?"
"That’s them, where did you get this? Your intelligence network is really fast," Dr. Jerry looked at the photos, somewhat surprised.
"You don’t need to ask about that, apart from one of them who is still begging on the streets of Little Rock, the others are all doing pretty well. One is the chief surgeon at a clandestine Black Heart Clinic in the suburbs, two are doing chemical research in the cannabis greenhouses of the Bai Ge Motorcycle Gang in the suburbs. I’ll bring people to invite them over in a bit," Allen Zhang said.
"That’s really great!" Dr. Jerry laughed heartily.