He imdiately changed his tune, "I think waiting at ho for your good news isn’t bad either, but can I go to the apartnt in the city center? You guys wouldn’t go shooting and making a scene in the city, would you?"
"This is okay." Allen Zhang nodded his head.
Sieg’s expression also softened. No fight? What a pity, I was planning to warm up with the employer.
After so more conversation, they laid out a detailed deploynt plan. Rip finally eased up, raised his champagne flute, "Fellas! Whether we can make this money is all up to you!"
"Don’t worry, we are professionals." Allen Zhang lifted his champagne glass, clinked glasses with the others, and took a sip.
After descending the stairs, they saw Beggar Gang Disciples already impatiently standing guard outside.
Upon seeing the employer co downstairs, they imdiately ca forward to greet him, and Allen Zhang instructed: "Divide into three teams. Sieg, Blitz, and I will take one car, take the employer to do so errands in the city first. You guys drive two cars and head to the suburbs first. Blitz will share the coordinates with you, wait for my command later and act according to the situation."
"Understood." Bailey and Boketu nodded, imdiately leading people out the door and driving toward the suburbs.
Allen Zhang and his crew got into the car, with Sieg driving. Rip and Tommy chose to ride in the sa car, pulling out a gray-black Dodge Hellcat from the garage, a jailbreak variant with modified tires and engine, the license plate was brand new, and without a few hundred thousand US dollars, it could not be bought on the market.
They drove away from the affluent neighborhood of West Hollywood, heading towards apartnt number 1689 on Sunset Boulevard.
There were hardly any people on the night streets, apart from groups of holess people and Black folks, very few others were wandering around. It took so ti to reach Sunset Boulevard and find the apartnt number.
Sieg parked the car near a roadside basketball court, and the three got out of the car.
"There are many surveillance caras around, but no lights on. Is the guy already asleep at this ti?" Sieg observed the surrounding environnt and also noticed a private car parked in front of the apartnt and surveillance caras.
This type of detached apartnt building doesn’t belong to a community. It faces the street, with its own garage and independent internet. Even if there’s a water or power outage, it wouldn’t be affected.
"We just need to hack the caras, but first, we need to check out so indoor situation." Allen Zhang handed this task over to Blitz.
Rip and Tommy followed in the Dodge Hellcat, parking it at the basketball court.
After getting out, looking at the pitch-black apartnt, Rip directly took out a baseball bat from the car, "Dammit! The bastard made lose so much money, I’ll make sure he pays!"
Blitz thodically hacked into the caras; these apartnts generally have caras installed inside. After observing the situation on the computer screen, he found no one on the first floor, but there were sounds coming from the second floor room, then he chose to cut off the signal source. The glow from the infrared lights went off.
"No one’s on the first floor. Soone’s resting in the room upstairs," Blitz said.
"That guy probably just ca back from a drunken night at the bar. He’s the kind who indulges in pleasures, just like these Black Devils. I even took him out to eat before, I was so stupid, really." Rip grumbled.
After so deep thought, Allen Zhang had Tommy and Blitz stay outside to keep watch, while he went to the side of the apartnt with Sieg, checking that no one was around before donning gloves, pulling up a mask to only reveal his eyes, and expertly prying open a window to slip in.
They successfully scaled the wall into the interior, moving quietly. Inside, the apartnt’s decor was quite luxurious. There were a few clothes tossed on the first floor’s sofa, empty bottles on the table, and a thick scent of alcohol and weed.
Sieg accidentally stepped on sothing, picking it up and was instantly speechless. It was black lace with a hint of seafood sll on it.
The room isolation wasn’t great; before entering the house, no sound was heard, but upon entering, noises started coming from upstairs, along with strings of words from a pay-per-view program.
Yes, oh no, yes...
Allen Zhang kept his composure, took out a flashlight, and searched the interior, but found nothing except a household handgun inside a locked cabinet.
The General Sect Leader surmised that the USB chip must be carried by Black or stored in an upstairs safe.
He imdiately had Sieg open the door to call everyone in.
Upstairs, Black was sweetly teaming up with a hooked-up chick. Just as Blitz and the rest entered, they heard the noises. Representative Tommy ran straight for the second floor.
He knocked on the indoor room door, finding it unlocked, he chose to kick it open directly, "Fxxk you! Black Devil! Rip sent to give his regards to you!"
"WTF! Who are you!?" Black went limp with fright instantly.
"My na’s Tommy!"
"Hey! I don’t care who you are, but you are trespassing! Get the hell out of my house!" Black cursed loudly.
"You’re the ones who broke the rules first! Black Devil!"
Screams of panic and curses ca from upstairs, Rip also followed running upstairs with a baseball bat.
"Hey, hello there sweetie! Your figure’s really nice!"
But quickly the tone changed, an angry shout: "Black Devil! Where’s my music data USB? Hand it over now!"
"Rip? My good friend, what chip? What USB? I don’t understand what you’re saying! Why are you breaking into my place? If you don’t leave, I’m calling the police!!" Black pushed down his anger with a thick Black accent.
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