Sander's eyes sparkled while he held his mobile phone . He knew what Gus Gilles's identity was, and he didn't have much trust in the ruthless gang leader, but Gus Gilles's words piqued his interest nonetheless .
He did love money, but he liked being the highest-ranking official of labor camp 1319 more . He was sure that being the top dog in the prison was equivalent to a steady stream of fortune that would enter his pocket .
"I'll go . " After careful consideration, Sander finally gave Gus Gilles his answer .
Noon of the next day .
In a remote neighborhood in Bat Yam, there was an inconspicuous café where Sander met Gus Gilles, who arrived ahead of him . After dismissing the two trusted aides who had been following him for years, Sander sat alone across from Gus Gilles . He lit up a cigarette and asked, "Mr . Gilles, I'm a candid man and l love to have dealings with similar people . What matter do you want to meet me about?"
"Don't worry, Warden Sander . I was looking for you for a good reason," replied Gus Gilles with a smile . "Though it's not me who wants to meet you today, as I'm just a middleman between you and the said person . "
"And this said person is?" asked Sander with slightly creased brows .
"It doesn't matter much who is, honestly . What matters is that he can give you what you want . " Gus Gilles shook his head and said, "For instance, power and fortune . "
Sander fell into silence, but his curiosity was piqued even more . Who was that person; what was his purpose and objective? He had already prepared for danger when he went out this time . He decided to only agree with the opposite party temporarily if their demand was too excessive . If the worst came to the worst, he would just leave the café and go back on his words later .
"I'm not late, am I?" Tang Xiu greeted in fluent English after he arrived soon after .
Gus Gilles immediately stood up and introduced him, "You're not late, Mr . Tang . Let me introduce you to the Vice-Warden of labor camp 1319, Mr . Sander . Mr . Sander, this is Mr . Tang, the person who plans to cooperate with you . "
Tang Xiu reached out and shook hands with Sander, then gestured for them to sit down . He took a seat next to Gus Gilles and smilingly said, "I'm sure Warden Sander must be very curious as to why I want to meet you . It's very simple . I want to make a deal with you . "
Sander looked at the Oriental young man with gleaming eyes as he asked, "What deal, exactly?"
Tang Xiu didn't hurry to answer, but instead raised his arm to quickly make a gesture to Mo Awu who came from the distance carrying a briefcase . When he put the briefcase on the table, he opened it, showing it full of stacks of US bills .
"There are one million dollars here, Warden Sander . It's all yours, no matter if we can agree or not today . Just consider it a gift upon our first meeting . "
Sander's expression changed . One million dollars was not a large sum of money to him as he had more than 10 million USD himself, but he was impressed by Tang Xiu's move nonetheless . As he was about to speak, his eyes inadvertently glanced over at Mo Awu's face .
"Impossible!" Sander abruptly got up from the sofa with eyes gleaming . He was flustered and horrified as he stared at Mo Awu .
"It's been a long time since we last met . Isn't that right, Warden Sander?" said Mo Awu with a smile . "Have your injuries been all right? I thought the Death God liked you and would take you away, though . "
Sander glared at Mo Awu and chilling killing intent oozed out of his teeth, "That was the wrong guess . The Death God never likes me and with my good luck, I can still live up till now . But I still clearly remember the dagger you used to leave the stab wounds to the left of my chest back then . If it wasn't for my heart being positioned slightly different from other people's, I would've probably died by your hands . "
"We were also trying to survive, scraping along the line of life in those years, and you were our enemies . " Mo Awu smiled and said, "But now, my Boss wants to make a deal with you, so we are enemies no longer! I, for one, love the saying that all hustles and bustles in the world are nothing if not for profits . There's no eternal enemy in the world, only perpetual interests, don't you think so?"
"What I currently want to know the most is, how big is this reward?" replied Sander in a deep voice .
Tang Xiu waved to Mo Awu, motioning him to wait while speaking with a smile, "I didn't expect that Awu and Warden Sander would share some history together . Well, with no fists exchanged, none would get acquainted, right? As for the benefits and how much you'll get, I must say that it will depend on how much courage you have . "
"Speak clearly, please," asked Sander after taking a seat again .
"No . What I can tell you now is that as long as you have enough courage, our deal can reach the hundreds of millions, then add dollars after the millions . " Tang Xiu shook his head .
Hundreds of millions in US dollars?
Sander's heart beat faster, and the anger on his face gradually dissipated . After more than five seconds, he was widely grinning as he spoke, "Mr . Tang, isn't it? Tell me more about our cooperation . "
"I want to buy inmates from labor camp 1319 . Quite a lot of them, in fact," said Tang Xiu . "The number… well, the minimum number of inmates I wanna buy will be in the three digit range . "
"Hundreds of people?"
Sander's pupils contracted . He couldn't help but tremble, tempestuous waves ricocheting in his heart and fear filling his eyes as he stared at Tang Xiu . One must know that each convict in labor camp 1319 was a ruthless, wicked, and evil person—a heavy offender who had acted multiple times .
Sander's pupils contracted while his body couldn't help but be stunned . His heart was filled with turbulent waves, and Tang Xiu's eyes were full of fear . It is important to know that the prisoners in labor camp 1319, each of whom is a wicked person, are the villains who have been shot many times . What is it; why would the young man buy so many prisoners? Is he going to form a terrorist organization?
"I…," Sander was at a loss on how to reply—or really, he didn't dare! Money was a good thing, more so that the more than 100 million USD was an astronomical sum for him . Yet, he had to be alive to spend them, didn't he?!
By observing Sander's expression, Tang Xiu could tell what his thoughts were . A charming smile appeared on his handsome face as he said, "I know that you're afraid, Warden Sander . But the selling of inmates would not only not implicate you, but it will also pave the way for you to become the highest-ranking officer of labor camp 1319 . So, what do you think about such an outcome?"
Sander's eyes lit up and he inquired more, "You have a way to achieve that?"
"I'll send someone to kidnap Augustino before we have our deal set in motion," said Tang Xiu with a smile . "Then you can use his name to trade with me . After the transaction is over, immediately report to the government and I'll send my men to evacuate Augustino, change his appearance, and become a runaway fugitive . Augustino then will die in a fierce battle . Dead men tell no tales; they leave no traces nor witness of what has happened . "
"Making Augustino take all the blame—a scapegoat?"
Countless thoughts swirled inside Sander's mind . The more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes were . After a long while, he finally voiced his last concern, "How can I believe that you have this ability? Augustino loves money, but he's also very cautious and prioritizes his life more . He usually brings at least a few experts to protect his safety whenever he goes out . "
Tang Xiu pointed to Mo Awu nearby and smilingly said, "What if I tell you that I brought a group of experts when I came to Bat Yam this time and their strength is similar to Mo Awu's? What do you think? Do you think I can do it?"
"That bastard, huh…" Sander cursed inwardly before he finally nodded and said, "That man of yours is particularly strong . I know his strength since I fought him once . "
"Alright, let's make a good plan of action then…" concluded Tang Xiu with a smile .
****
Time fleeted by and two days had passed in the blink of an eye .
Inside the labor camp 1319, Augustino was resting comfortably on the soft sofa, enjoying the service of a blonde beauty, while Sander took a file and placed it on the table in front of him .
Augustino casually took it and glanced at the file a few times . He grabbed a pen and signed his signature . He then threw the document to Sander and said, "A total of 13 people; you'll handle all of them! Keep in mind to cross-check their situation first . If you find their hands stretched out took sticky, do inform me at once . "
"I'll do it right away . " Sander nodded .
Augustino stopped Sander, then pulled the drawer out took out two stacks of bills . He threw them to Sander and said, "Give these $20,000 dollars to our men as their share and tell them to work well . As for your share, it's already in your account . "
Sander nodded with a smile and headed out of the office . His expression turned cloudy after he came outside . Every time he got his share, it was only $50,000 at the most . Comparing to Augustino, who received hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, it couldn't even be compared .
Such an amount of money… isn't it just a sum given to a fucking beggar?
Sander cursed inwardly and glanced around . There was no one in the corridor at this time, so he took a pen out of his pocket and quickly added a name to the list of 13 prisoners—Richard .
10 minutes later, he appeared in the room where the 14 prisoners had just been sent . He watched the 14 of them being tortured on the iron fence . His eyes finally fell on Tang Xiu, and then said to the guard next to him, "Take this Richard out and put him in room number 18 . The rest should go in the back cell . "
The prison guards immediately released Tang Xiu's handcuffs and took him out of the room .
A young black man among the 13 inmates shouted, "Hey, dude! Why did you put him in cell 18? Do you want to make fucking money out of him? How much? $10,000 dollars, $100,000 dollars? I got money too . Just put me with him in cell 00018 . "
"Shut the fuck up, damn blacky!" Sander angrily shouted back with a change in complexion . "The inmates in cell 18 are those who got sentenced for at least 200 years . I can kick you there if you wanna die quickly . "
"Hiss…" the young black man gasped and instantly shrunk .
Tang Xiu stopped and turned to look at the black young man and suddenly asked, "What crime have you committed, buddy?"
"Mind your fucking business . " The black youth stood ramrod and cursed .
"Tell me what his crimes are," Tang Xiu looked at Sander .
Sander lifted the document and read it, "Saptanshu, set fire to destroy 16 stores and burnt nine people alive . Robbed jewelry stores, killed three people and severely injured four more in the process… broke out from prison twice, separately from…"
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