Zhang Hui was cruel in order to recruit Ai Liang into his gang.
Of course he knew that no one would fight with a group of murderous gangs for a mere hundred thousand dollars.
But if you reach an agreement with the Night Demon Gang, you can earn 100,000 yuan by running around in a few hours, which is no different from what you picked up for free.
The purpose of this one hundred thousand yuan is to keep Ai Liang in check, and to infinitely magnify Ai Liang's luck.
As for half of the property, if he has the confidence to use money to deal with the Night Demon Gang, this half of the property will definitely not be much less.
Even if a deal is not reached, most people will give it a try for half of their property and will not turn around immediately.
This is the best solution Zhang Hui could come up with after careful consideration.
Ai Liang didn't speak immediately. He avoided Zhang Hui's eyes and called softly in his heart.
'Can you read the corpse's memory?'
"You call me out when you need me, and lock me in a dark room when you don't need me. That's awesome."
Seeing that Anliang didn't say no, Ai Liang knew that there would be no problem.
In just a few seconds, the memory reading is completed.
'Haha, I've sorted out this guy's recent memories, take your time and take a look.'
Having said that, the desolation fell silent again.
Ai Liang didn't talk nonsense and went straight to retrieve Anthony's memory.
A person's decades of memories are too complicated. No matter how fast Ai Liang reads, it is impossible for him to review every memory one by one in his mind in a short time.
What's more, he has no interest in observing the ordinary life of an ordinary person.
So Ai Liang summed up a set of methods to extract key information, starting from two aspects: professional identity and the most impressive actions in memory.
Soon, Ai Liang got the information he wanted.
Anthony, a native of Winter, a grassroots member of the Night Devil Gang, received instructions from the top to transport a truckload of goods from Qianhua City to the No. 4 transfer station of Runtong Logistics in Neihua City, and waited for the opportunity to hand over the goods to the Night Devil Gang in Neihua.
City leader Kosov.
However, the Night Stalker Gang in Nevada City was currently cleaning up internally, so Kossov sent someone to hide him first, planning to wait until the moles were dealt with before delivering the goods to the Night Stalker Gang's territory.
In Anthony's memory, there are very few memories that can be called impressive.
This job was the only big thing he did within the Night Demon Gang, and he was both nervous and excited about it.
That's right, Anthony is not an important person, he is just a person responsible for transporting goods. He knows nothing except handing over the goods to Kosov.
In other words, what the Night Stalkers really care about is not Anthony, but the shipment he is responsible for transporting.
After learning this, Ai Liang had some confidence in Zhang Hui's ability to deal with the Night Demon Gang.
As long as the goods can be delivered safely to the other party, there is a high probability that Zhang Hui can spend money to deal with an insignificant role like Anthony.
It is said that human life is priceless, but this priceless does not mean a priceless treasure, but refers to the price you can give.
This is especially true for a dark force like the Night Demon Gang.
As long as the price is right, there's nothing we can't negotiate.
"How much is half of your property?" Ai Liang asked tentatively.
There's drama!
Zhang Hui suppressed the fear in his heart and forced out an awkward smile: "I won't list fixed assets and other messy things. If you only want cash, I can guarantee that the final amount will definitely be no less than three million!"
When this number came out, even Ai Liang was surprised.
He didn't think that three million was really half of Zhang Hui's property. The real amount was estimated to be three times or more than this amount.
You must know that Zhang Hui has only been in Nevada City for a few years.
Ai Liang took a deep breath: "Is this how you make money by running illegal cars for others?"
Zhang Hui saw Ai Liang's concerns and took the initiative to explain: "Don't worry, I'm not tricking you. Although the big orders I received are not many, I have an apartment on Jinyang Road that was given to me by others. I estimate it is worth one or two."
One million, and I had a lot of savings before coming to China."
Ai Liang understood and almost forgot that this guy used to be a star racing driver, so it was normal for him to have a little money on hand.
Even with Zhang Hui's generous look, he really doesn't look like a rich man.
Just when Ai Liang was about to agree, Zhang Hao suddenly raised his head: "Your apartment on Jinyang Road was given to you by someone else? Didn't you say you bought it?"
Mouse, you can’t control this nonsense, can you? Why don’t you ask this now?!
Seeing that the deal that was about to be concluded was going to have another setback, Zhang Hui slapped Zhang Hao on the head.
He quickly added: "Don't worry, although I didn't pay for the house, it is only my name on the real estate certificate, and this is already counted as half of my property."
Zhang Hui actually doesn't need to explain so much, because for Ai Liang, it doesn't matter whether the house is his or not, as long as the money given in the end is enough.
But Zhang Hui was obviously worried that Ai Liang would think he had been deceived, so he forced himself to explain.
“A pleasure to work with.”
Ai Liang stretched out his right hand towards Zhang Hui.
“A pleasure to work with!”
Zhang Hui held Ai Liang's right hand with both hands and shook it hard.
"Without further delay, I will contact the people from the Night Demon Gang."
Zhang Hui let go of his hand, took out his cell phone and walked out of the house. At the same time, he kicked Zhang Hao and told him to clean up the house.
Zhang Hao rubbed his butt angrily and led Ai Liang to the inner room.
"This place has been abandoned for a long time, let's make do with it."
Zhang Hao handed the sheets to Ai Liang, then spread the mattress on the ground: "Brother Hui is not with us. There are only Anthony and I in this place. He and I were supposed to take turns sleeping on the folding bed outside. I don't want to sleep to death."
The person's bed has been moved out. If you don't mind, I can move that bed in."
Ai Liang waved his hand: "I won't pick."
Zhang Hao was a little unsure for a moment whether Ai Liang meant not choosing a bed where a dead person had slept or not choosing the environment, until Ai Liang threw the sheets directly onto the mattress.
Looking at Zhang Hao who was stunned, Ai Liang asked casually to pass the time: "You and your brother have a good relationship?"
"Ah... it's quite good. We have known each other since we were children and grew up together."
"It's really good. Most people will have to fly away when disaster strikes."
Ai Liang spread the sheets while chatting with him.
"But I heard that Zhang Hui used to do well in Jitong City. Why did he come to Nevada?"
"...Forget it, I ended up here not because of the stupid thing that idiot did."
"Let's talk? If you can't talk, forget it."
"There's nothing I can't say. Mainly, what he did was too fucked up."
Zhang Hao's facial features twisted together as if he was constipated: "You say so. Since the racing star is also good at coaxing women, there will definitely be a lot of horses around him, but he can't get into the boss's daughter's bed."
"Okay, if he is capable, he became the boss's son-in-law. After a lifetime of hard work, he is about to get engaged. He went out to fool around the day before the engagement. It is known as the final madness."
"Okay, Kuang, it's okay for you to go to other clubs to be crazy, but you actually went to the place where my father-in-law often hangs out and bumped into me. Who can be saved? Just tell me who can be saved!"
"He ran very fast, but the result was that his father-in-law and his men blocked me, and I was beaten for nothing. I even lost my job!"
The more Zhang Hao talked about it, the more he felt aggrieved, as if he had been taken advantage of.