Chapter 829

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Sander held the phone in his hand, his eyes gleamed brightly. He knew Gusjiller's identity, and he didn't trust this ruthless gang leader very much. ???·????Books?·However, Gusjiller's words still aroused his interest.

Sander really likes money, but what he likes most is the position of the highest officer of concentration camp No. 1319, because he is like a mirror in his heart, as long as he can sit on the top spot in the prison, it is equivalent to a large amount of money flow Put it in your pocket.

"go."

After careful consideration, Sander finally gave Gusjiller an answer.

Noon the next day.

In a remote neighborhood in Bat Yam, in an inconspicuous coffee shop, Sander saw Gusjill who had arrived in advance. With the two confidantes who had followed him for many years being dismissed by him, Sander sat alone opposite Gusjiller, lit a cigarette and asked while smoking: "Mr. Gusjiller, I like happy people, more I like dealing with upright people. What do you want me to do?"

Gusjille said with a light smile: "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. I just brought you here, and I just threaded the needle for him .”

Sander frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is he?"

Gusjiller 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 rights 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 much, I had to agree to it temporarily. At worst, I would leave the door of this coffee shop and I would die if I refused to accept it.

"I'm not late, am I?"

Tang Xiu arrived soon and spoke in fluent English.

Gusjille immediately stood up and introduced: "Mr. Tang, you are not late. Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Sander, the deputy warden of concentration camp No. 1319. This is Mr. Tang, and this time The protagonist who intends to cooperate with you."

Tang Xiu stretched out his hand to shake Sander's hand, then motioned for him to sit down, then sat down beside Gusjiller, and said with a smile, "I believe Warden Sander must be very curious. The purpose of my coming here is actually very simple." , I want to make a deal with you."

Sander looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes flickered, and asked, "What deal?"

Tang Xiu didn't 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, when he opened it, there was A box full of dollars. ?·????·

"Warden Sander, here is a million dollars. Regardless of whether we can negotiate a cooperation today, the money is yours. It is a gift for you."

Sander's expression changed, one million dollars is not a lot of money to him, his net worth is more than ten million dollars. It's just that he had a slight liking for Tang Xiu's behavior. Just as he was about to speak, his gaze inadvertently swept over Mo Awu's face.

"impossible!"

Sander suddenly stood up from the sofa, with horror in his eyes, staring at Mo Awu.

Mo Awu said with a half-smile: "Prisoner Sander, I haven't seen you for many years. Your injuries are all healed? I thought Death liked you and would take you away."

Sander glared at Mo Awu, with a murderous intent oozing between his teeth: "You are wrong, the god of death doesn't like me, so I am very lucky, and I have lived until now. I still remember clearly that you stabbed me with a dagger back then. It entered my left chest, if it wasn’t for the fact that my heart’s position is slightly different from that of ordinary people, I’m afraid I would have died in your hands.”

Mo Awu said with a smile: "Back then we also wanted to survive,

You are our enemies. now! My boss wants to make a deal with you, and we will no longer be enemies. I like a saying very much, it is called: The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the chaos of the world is for profit. There are no permanent enemies in this world, only permanent interests, what do you think? "

Sand said in a deep voice: "What I want to know most now is, how big is this benefit?"

Tang Xiu waved at Mo Awu, motioned him to wait aside, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Awu would have some relationship with Warden Sang De, so it should be regarded as mutual acquaintance, right? As for the interests you want to know How big it is depends on your courage."

Sander sat down again and asked, "Be clear."

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 we trade should be in units of 100 million, and the word "dollar" should be added after 100 million."

100 million?

Dollar?

Sander's heart beat faster, and the anger on his face gradually dissipated. In only five or six seconds, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Mr. Tang, right? Tell me about the cooperation."

Tang Xiu said: "I want to buy prisoners from concentration camp No. 1319, and the number is very large. The number... at least the number of prisoners to buy will be in three digits."

"Hundreds of people?"

Sander's pupils contracted, and his body couldn't help but tremble for a while. His heart was filled with turmoil, and the eyes he looked at Tang Xiu were also full of fear. You must know that every prisoner in concentration camp No. 1319 is a vicious person who deserves to be shot countless times. What is the purpose of this young man buying so many prisoners? Is he going to form a terrorist organization?

"I……"

Sander didn't know how to answer, because he didn't dare! Although money is a good thing, hundreds of millions of dollars is an astronomical figure for him, but no matter how much money there is, it must be spent!

By observing Sander's expression, Tang Xiu guessed what was going on in his heart, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and Tang Xiu said, "Warden Sander, I know you dare not, but if you sell the prisoner's charges, Not only did it not affect you, but it also allowed you to become the supreme commander of concentration camp No. 1319, what do you think of the result?"

Sander's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Do you have a solution?"

Tang Xiu said with a smile: "Before we trade, I will send someone to kidnap Augustendo, and you will use his name to trade with me. After the transaction is completed, you will immediately report to the government, and I will send someone to take Augustendo Evacuate, pretend to be fleeing, if Augustendo is killed in the fierce battle, there will be no proof in the end."

"Let Augustine take the blame?"

Countless thoughts churned in Sander's mind, and the more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. After a while, he asked his last worry: "How can I believe that you really have this ability? Although Augustendo regards money as his life, he is also very concerned about his own safety. Every time he When going out, at least a few masters will be brought to protect his safety."

Tang Xiu pointed to Mo Awu who was not far away, and said with a half-smile: "If I tell you that I have brought a group of masters who are as strong as Ah Wu when I come to Bat Yam this time, do you think it can be done?" arrive?"

"That bastard..."

Sander cursed secretly in his heart, finally nodded and said: "Your subordinate 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.

In the blink of an eye, two more days passed.

In the No. 1319 concentration camp, Ogutendo was comfortably nestled on a soft sofa, enjoying the service of a blonde beauty. In front of him, Sander held the files and placed them on the table.

Ogutendo picked it up casually, glanced at it, then picked up a pen to sign his face, then threw it to Sander and said, "There are thirteen people in total, and you can arrange them all! Remember, find out their situation , if you find a guy who is better at stretching, remember to tell me."

Sander nodded and said, "I'll do it right away."

Augustendo called Sander, who was very prepared, opened the drawer and took out two stacks of banknotes, threw them to Sander and said, "Take the two thousand dollars and give a share to the brothers below, so that they can work hard. As for your dividends , has already entered your account."

Sander nodded with a smile. After turning around and leaving the office, his expression immediately darkened. His dividends each time are only 50,000 U.S. dollars at most, which is not a bit worse than the hundreds of thousands or millions of U.S. dollars that Ogutendo can get at the very least.

That little money...

Are you sending beggars away?

Sand cursed inwardly, 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 sent in were kept. Seeing that the fourteen were all obediently handcuffed to the iron bars, his gaze finally fell on Tang Xiu, and then he said to the prison guards beside him: : "Bring Richard out and lock him into room number 000018. The others are locked in the back cells."

immediately.

Two prison guards uncuffed Tang Xiu and led him out of the room.

A black youth of another thirteenth race shouted: "Hey... man, why did you put him in cell 000018? Could it be that you took his benefits? How much? Ten thousand dollars? Or One hundred thousand dollars? I also have money, and I also want to go to cell number 000018."

Sander's complexion changed, and he shouted angrily: "Damn nigger, shut up. The prisoners in cell 000018 have been sentenced to at least two hundred years. If you want to die quickly, I can promise you."

"hiss……"

The young black man took a deep breath and froze for a moment.

Tang Xiu stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at the black young man, and suddenly asked, "Brother, what did you do?"

The black youth puffed out his chest and cursed, "None of your business?"

Tang Xiu looked at Sander and asked, "Tell me about his crimes."

Sander held up the document and read: "Stetancho, an Indian, set fire to sixteen shops and killed nine people. He robbed a jewelry store, killing three people and seriously injuring four...Escaped from prison twice and separated. yes……"

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