Chapter 255 - 162 Women Are Like Fine Wine, The Older The More Fragrant_3
Allen Zhang: You’re way more of an expert in this area than I am, so what do you think is the more reliable option? Those Black people are engaged in illegal business, they wouldn’t dare to go to the police.
Blitz: Then I can rest assured and hack into their back-end network to make every slot machine pay out with the push of a button. This way, he can lose tens of thousands of US Dollars in a day and wouldn’t dare open for business again for at least a while.
Allen Zhang: Ok! I’ll wait for your good news.
For an amateur this might seem as hard as scaling the heavens, but for Blitz, it was as easy as snapping his fingers - after all, he could remotely control bank ATMs to dispense Gold Coins, let alone a few slot machines.
After neatly dealing with Black’s issue, Allen Zhang simply called up a Beggar Gang Disciple who was free, one of the five elders of Kunlun, the Navy Sergeant Melvin.
Using the map to search and locate, each person took a car and drove to a small town in the countryside to purchase a batch of alcoholic goods.
It took a while to reach the small town. Allen Zhang also contacted those white hoodlums selling the alcohol goods via mobile phone, who were quite surprised to receive the call; they hadn’t expected someone to place an order just after listing it online and even offering to collect it in person.
Allen Zhang brought his people to assemble at a factory on the western side of the town, and the town’s youth quickly rode over on their motorcycles.
The leader got off his motorcycle, showing off a bit with his leather jacket, a cigarette dangling from his lips, hair dyed in colorful streaks, and his hand wrapped in a bandage.
But when he spotted the familiar Jeep, the white guy suddenly seemed to have a brain freeze, his expression a bit stiff, and he turned to leave.