Chapter 409 - 214 Motorcycle Gang_3
"These guys are dealing pretty big in the suburbs, just don’t know how much cash is in the underground entertainment venue." Allen Zhang pulled out a short spray and a Victor submachine gun from his tactical chest rig, setting up the rear handle.
The words of the General Sect Leader also enlightened the two in the car, reminding them of the casino robbery in Little Rock.
Blitz analyzed: "The flow of visitors here is quite low, and it’s an illegal underground venue, nowhere close to the Starlight Casino in Little Rock or the gambling cities in Las Vegas. The scale is pretty much on par with the smaller joints in Southeast Asia, using temperature control cards and programmed cards, and they’ve even hired cheaters."
"Those who come here to gamble are definitely tricked outsiders, sure to lose miserably! Apart from running a tire shop, they are also involved in human trafficking and organ trafficking, those who can’t pay their debts are certainly going to die horribly. There’s a police station within ten kilometers, but oddly enough, they never bother with the Motorcycle Gang."
"Although not rich in assets, the cash in the venue’s accounts room could also amount to a few hundred thousand US dollars!" Blitz estimated.
"We’re robbing the rich to aid the poor by targeting these Black people, that’s kind of doing a good deed, right?" Sieg grinned, having already found himself an excuse to act.
"It’s a pity Old Jack didn’t come, otherwise with him here, it would have been his specialty."
Allen Zhang slightly regretted, but fewer people meant less money to split, which seemed more reasonable.
They decided to first hit the other side’s repair shop and tire store, dealing with the appetizers before tackling the underground casino, mountain headquarters, and the factory later.