Sander held the phone in his hand, and his eyes flashed with a gleam, he knew the identity of Gusgille, and he didn't trust this ruthless gang leader very much. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info, however, Gusgille's words still aroused his interest.

As for money, Sander did like it, but his favorite was the position of the supreme governor of Concentration Camp 1319, because he was like a mirror in his heart, as long as he could sit in the first position in the prison, it was equivalent to a large amount of money flowing into his pocket.

"Go. ”

After much deliberation, Sander gave Gusgille the most reply.

The next day at noon.

In a nondescript café somewhere in the middle of nowhere, in a remote neighborhood in Batyam, Sander meets Gusgil, who has arrived early. With two of his henchmen who had been with him for many years separated, Sander sat down alone across from Gusgille, lit a cigarette and smoked it and asked, "Monsieur Gusgille, I like people who are happy, and I prefer to deal with people who are upright." What the hell is going on with me?"

Gusgille smiled lightly: "Don't worry, Warden Sander, it's naturally a good thing for me to find you." It's just that the protagonist who needs to meet you today is not me. I'll just thread the needle for him. ”

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

Gusgille shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter who he is, what matters is that he can give you what you want." Like power and money. ”

Sander fell silent, he became more and more curious, who is the other party? What is the purpose of the other party? And he came out this time, he was ready to encounter danger, even if the other party's request was very excessive, he had to agree to it temporarily, and it was a big deal to leave the door of this café and refuse to admit it.

"I'm not late, am I?"

Tang Xiu arrived soon and said in fluent English.

Gusgille immediately stood up and introduced, "Mr. Tang, you are not late. Let me introduce you to Mr. Sander, the deputy warden of Concentration Camp 1319. This is Mr. Tang, and he is also the protagonist who intends to cooperate with you this time. ”

Tang Xiu stretched out his hand and shook Sander's hand, then motioned for the other party to take a seat, then sat down beside Gusgil, and said with a smile: "I believe that Warden Sander must be very curious, the purpose of my search for you." It's actually quite simple, I want to make a deal with you. ”

Sander looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes flashed one after another, and asked, "What deal?"

Tang Xiu didn't rush to answer, but raised his arm and made a quick gesture, and suddenly Mo Awu in the distance walked over from a distance with a suitcase, and when he put the suitcase on the table, when he opened it, it was full of dollars.

"Warden Sander, here's a million dollars, whether we can negotiate a cooperation today or not, the money is yours. Sort of, a greeting gift for you. ”

Sander's expression moved, a million dollars is not a lot of money for him, and his net worth is not more than ten million dollars. It's just that he has a good impression of 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 couch, his eyes flashing with horror, and he stared at Mo Awu.

Mo Awu said with a smile: "Prison Commander Sandian, I haven't seen you for many years, and your injuries are all healed? I thought that the Grim Reaper liked you and would take you away." ”

Sander glared at Mo Awu angrily, and Sen Han's murderous intent oozed from between his teeth: "You are wrong, the Grim Reaper doesn't like me, so I have good luck and have lived until now." I still remember vividly that it was you who stabbed me in the left chest with a dagger, and if it weren't for the deviation between the position of my heart and the position of ordinary people's hearts, I am afraid that I would have died in your hands. ”

Mo Awu smiled: "Back then, we were also here to live, and you were our enemies. Now, my boss wants to make a deal with you, and we're no longer enemies. I like a saying very much, called: The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. There are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests, don't you think?"

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

Tang Xiu waved his hand at Mo Awu and motioned for him to wait aside, then said with a smile: "I didn't expect Ah Wu to have some relationship with Warden Sandian, it should be regarded as not knowing each other, right? ”

Sander sat back down and asked, "Be clear." ”

Tang Xiu shook his head and said, "What I can tell you now is that as long as you are bold enough, the currency unit of our transaction should be in billions, and the word US dollar should be added after billion." ”

Hundred million?

Dollar?

Sander's heart beat faster, the anger on his face gradually dissipated, and in only five or six seconds, a smile crawled on his face, and he said, "Mr. Tang, right? ”

Tang Xiu said: "I want to buy prisoners from Concentration Camp 1319, and there are a lot of them. Number...... The minimum number of prisoners purchased will be in the triple digits. ”

"Hundred?"

Sander's pupils contracted, his body couldn't help but tremble, his heart was almost turbulent, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Tang Xiu. You must know that every prisoner in Concentration Camp 1319 is a vicious person, and they are all thugs who should 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 reply, because he didn't dare! Although money is a good thing, hundreds of millions of dollars are astronomical to him, but no matter how much money there is, he has to spend it!

Tang Xiu guessed what he was thinking by observing Sander's expression, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and Tang Xiu said: "Warden Sander, I know you don't dare, but if the crime of selling prisoners not only does not affect you, but can also make you the supreme commander of Concentration Camp 1319, what do you think of the result?"

Tander's eyes lit up and he asked, "Do you have a way?"

Tang Xiu smiled and said, "Before we trade, I will send someone to kidnap Ogu Tengdo, and you will use his name to trade with me." After the transaction is completed. You immediately report to the government, and I will send someone to evacuate with Okutendo, disguised as a fugitive, and if Okutendo is killed in the fierce battle, he will eventually die without proof. ”

"Let Okutendo carry the black cauldron?"

Countless thoughts were churning in Tander's mind, and the more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. After a while, he asked his last worries: "How can I believe that you really have this ability?" Although Okutendo regards wealth as his life, he is also very concerned about his own safety, and every time he goes out, he will bring at least a few masters to protect his safety. ”

Tang Xiu pointed to Mo Awu not far away, and said with a smile: "If I tell you that this time I came to Bat Yam, I brought a group of masters with similar strength to Ah Wu, do you think you can do it?"

"...... that bastard"

Sander cursed in his heart, and finally nodded and said, "That subordinate of yours is very strong, I have fought against him before, and I know his strength." ”

Tang Xiu smiled: "Then let's make an implementation plan......

Time passes.

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In Camp 1319, Okuto snuggled comfortably on a soft sofa and enjoyed the services of a blonde beauty. In front of him, Sander took the file of documents and placed them on the table.

Okoto picked it up casually, glanced at it a few times, then grabbed the pen and signed his face, then threw it to Sander and said, "There are thirteen people in total, all of them are arranged by you! Remember, find out their situation, and if you find a guy who has a strong hand, remember to tell me." ”

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

Okotendo stopped Sand, who was very prepared, opened the drawer and took out two stacks of bills, threw them to Sander and said, "Take the 20,000 dollars and give a point to the brothers below, so that they can do things well." As for your dividends, they have already been credited to your account. ”

Sander smiled and nodded, and when he turned to leave the office, his expression immediately darkened. His dividends every time are only 50,000 US dollars at most, which is not half a star compared to the fact that Ogu Tengduo can get at least hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars.

That little money......

Is it sending beggars?

Sander cursed in his heart, and seeing that there was no one in the hallway, 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 brought in were held, and seeing that the fourteen were all honestly handchained to the iron bar, his eyes finally fell on Tang Xiu, and then said to the prison guards beside him: "Take Richard out and put him in the numbered 000018 room." The others were held in the back cells. ”

Suddenly.

Two prison guards opened the handcuffs for Tang Xiu and led him out of the room.

A young black man of the other thirteen races shouted, "Hey...... Man, why did you put him in cell 000018? Could it be that you took a favor from him? how much? 10,000 dollars? or 100,000 dollars? I have money, and I asked to go to cell 000018. ”

Tander's face changed, and he shouted angrily, "Damn niggers, shut up for me." The prisoners in Cell 000018 have been sentenced to more than two hundred years in prison for at least, and if you want to die quickly, I can promise you. ”

"Hiss......"

The young black man gasped and wilted for a moment.

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

The young black man straightened his chest and scolded, "What's your business?"

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

Sander held up the document and read, "Stetam, Indian, set fire to sixteen shops, burned nine to death. Robbery of a jewelry store, killing three people and seriously injuring four...... The two jailbreaks are ......"