Chapter 674: Chapter 304 Clover_2
"They sure are making a big show of it. To invite so many people over, aren’t they afraid of being wiped out in one fell swoop?" Madison chuckled disdainfully, "What’s the strength of their security team? I heard that Priyan guy is really scared of dying, hired more than 200 mercenaries and desperadoes, obtaining intelligence and video tapes seems easy when said, but infiltrating the auction is not an easy task. If we can’t control the situation and let them escape, messing this up would be a huge loss, and both you and I will face their insane retaliation."
"Just some bugs that only conduct dirty deals in the shadows, you are taking them too seriously! Before the blazing sun and the bullets aimed at their foreheads, they hide behind the scenes and darkness, more arrogant than anyone else, looking down on those outside their circles, thinking themselves superior. But when you hold the Truth or even explosives in front of them, they turn cowardly, polite than anyone else. Whatever you ask him to do, he’ll comply obediently!"
"If all else fails, my lab has also developed a few new products, which can let them experience the taste of chemical agents."
Allen Zhang, with an unchanged expression, sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, undid the button on his shirt collar, and crossed his legs. The feeling of a glass of bark water warming his belly, causing him to sweat from his forehead.
After finishing a glass of ice water, suppressing the fiery sensation in his lower abdomen, he laughed and said, "Do you think their security team can withstand a Black Hawk Helicopter? Or can their willpower endure ’Dusk Lover’? They can’t even quit drugs and leaves, let alone women, they definitely can’t resist chemical agents."
"Priyan’s security team wasn’t brought over altogether, still on the island, waged at hundreds of dollars a day, during a tight spot, no one would die for them, rest assured, I’ll arrange reliable people to blend in as waiters, and once they are all seated, after they have taken their drugs and are in state, we’ll directly parachute onto their ranch, controlling everyone. Absolutely no problem!!"
The General Sect Leader was already very experienced in kidnapping and shooting.
No one knows pest control better than him!
Such bugs should be sprayed with insecticide. The earth the General Sect Leader lives on is dirtied by them.
"I almost forgot. Colonel Wood... no, General Wood, although he’s on a mission outside and can’t come to help us, but aren’t you an arms dealer with dealings with the military districts, with plenty of firearms and manpower at your disposal? You took over the Heaven’s Gate lab and still retain their researchers?" Madison asked.
"Don’t get me wrong, the main research work I have them do is to mitigate the negative effects of neurotoxin and to treat the complications stemming from drug addiction symptoms. Although there isn’t much progress at the moment, just robbing Peter to pay Paul, but sooner or later there will be a mature product that can help people successfully quit drugs," Allen Zhang smiled.
Dr. Jerry’s team’s little gadgets do have effects when used on humans, but the side effects are still a bit severe.
Actually, quitting drugs is not difficult, but why would pharmaceutical companies do that?
You invest a lot of money into research and produce a drug addiction treatment, you only make money for one cycle; as addicts reduce, you make less and less money. You also offend drug dealers and many interests behind the scenes.
On the contrary, selling addictive drugs, you have a standard template, just invest a little money to buy equipment, you can synthesize and produce easily, you’ll only make more and more money! Others will also protect you.
Even a fool knows what to choose.
Pharmaceutical companies targeting cancer patients had related research a long time ago, but many results disappeared eventually. The main reason is not because it’s not profitable, but also very easy to offend people.
A shot that cures cancer, what would pharmaceutical companies and hospitals do? Who would they sell the equipment to? Whose drugs will be sold? How will they harvest money from the poor?
It’s always humans themselves that hinder human progress. Having a conscience can make money, but being unscrupulous makes even more.
Madison was reassured.
After having a deep conversation with the General Sect Leader, discussing cooperation, he also got up smilingly, packing the Picasso painting into a box, shaking hands, "Mr. Jin, working with you is truly a pleasure. I’ll go arrange the manpower now, to coordinate with your people’s action after dark. Oh, and the drugs you mentioned, it’s best to bring a few more over, I think I’ll need them!"
"Ok, you better prepare a few large memory video tapes and 4k cameras as well, I’m afraid the memory won’t be enough when the time comes and we’ll miss the exciting footage. I can give you some chemical agents for free."
Allen Zhang also smiled and shook hands with him, chatting a few more words, then saw the other party to the car and leaving.
Wave goodbye, watching as Madison’s luxury car left until the tail lights disappeared at the end of the road, he then turned around to take out his phone, calling the Beggar Gang Disciples at Qiliye Mountain.
After the other party picked up, he also commanded, "Have Dr. Jerry prepare a few high-purity Dusk Lover chemical agents and deliver them to my villa here, I have great use for them."
After giving instructions to the Beggar Gang Disciples, he hung up the phone and located Zorro’s mobile number, making a call to him.
The background music was a bit noisy when the call connected, likely from a casino or a bar. Allen Zhang didn’t care much about that and said directly, "Find a place without people, without surveillance, then call me back."
After saying that, he hung up and, within a minute, Zorro had called him back.
He asked, "Boss, you looking for me?"
"There is an undercover mission that I need you guys to take on. It’s at Clover Ranch, owned by Jehovah Plian..." Allen Zhang informed him of the situation and the task.
After hearing this, Zorro also understood the details of the mission and said, "This job is suited for Violet; she’s professional in this area. I’ll go and get everyone together now, make preparations."
"Ok."
After hanging up, Allen Zhang called Sieg over as well, telling him to go back to Armed Nation and prepare some weapons and equipment, bring a few more people over.
Sieg immediately agreed and drove away from New Port Villa.
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The night deepened.
The pedestrians and vehicles on the suburban highways dwindled, but the Clover Ranch, located in undeveloped areas close to the mountains, was brightly lit at this moment.
Several light private planes silently landed on the ranch’s airstrip, and from them descended people in suits and leather shoes, adorned with luxury accessories, expensive clothes, and jewelry—a glance made it clear they were wealthy.
Among the crowd, there were no shortage of celebrities who appeared on the big screen and philanthropists who had been interviewed by the media, judges, and others who had wealth, power, and influence. There were even several gang members with ponytails and guns holstered at their lower backs.
Clover Ranch was established in the nineteenth century, purchased by a white Californian rancher to raise cattle. Even as it moved into the twentieth century, the family’s livestock industry did not decline but instead grew larger through several fluctuations, even supplying decent meat and canned food to the front-line troops in World War II.
It was not until the mid-to-late twentieth century, entering the eighties and nineties, due to certain land and food safety reforms in California, that the ranch’s meat companies were exposed for safety hazards and gradually declined. The land was then bought at a low price by a businessman who continued to operate the livestock business.
But somehow, it became a den of iniquity where grand parties were held every so often.
Here, ranching was the trade by day, and by night, it still was.
Violet boarded a bus, looking in a mirror to apply makeup and lipstick. The driver took the bus to the ranch, parking in the villa’s backyard.
After receiving the ’boss’s’ task, she relied on her team’s hacker, Mouse, to manipulate an online application, replacing an internal slot meant for a Call Girl with a $2,000 salary for only one night’s work and signed a confidentiality agreement. Her fake ID was also entered into the ’company’s’ information database. She needed to bring her own contraceptives.
When she went out on missions, she obviously couldn’t use her real identity. She had done these kinds of meat-selling infiltration jobs many times before and was used to it.
Off the bus, work staff soon came over, assigning them tasks, and Violet followed the other female waitresses into the villa’s dressing room to change into some revealing work clothes.
They say clothes, but they were more like a few strips of fabric and crotchless panties.
The girls, holding the crotchless panties, chatted amongst themselves.
Unable to hold back, they mocked, "I stopped wearing this thing when I was three. Never thought I’d have to wear it again for work."