America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 444 - 227 Simple Folk Customs

"Too slow, just let them regain consciousness, being able to communicate verbally is enough, the rest is not my concern. I’m not their family," Allen Zhang said.

"Two weeks to regain consciousness and be able to sit in a wheelchair, and after recovering in the hospital for half a month, they’ll be able to walk on the ground; and in another month, they’ll be like normal people."

Dr. Jerry confessed, "However, they might develop an addiction to dopamine afterward, more susceptible to sexual addiction, weed and addictive drugs."

"Okay. If you really can cure those people, then I will give you a chance to atone for your sins in prison! Otherwise, I’ll kill you right now, and you’ll have a very ugly death!" Allen Zhang nodded.

"Sir! I can make money for you! Just don’t kill me!" Dr. Jerry quickly said aloud, "I’ve already been sentenced to death, I won’t live if I go back to prison, I only have death ahead of me."

"That’s your problem, California prisons have already abolished the death penalty," Allen Zhang waved his hand and left the lab.

He left some Beggar Gang Disciples behind to guard the camp. Anyway, the camp was well-stocked with plenty of food and drinking water, no worries about eating and drinking.

The camp makes supplies purchase once a week, basically enough to sustain a hundred people for a week’s consumption.

Now there are only a few people in the Mountain Peak Camp, and those canned goods and supplies can last for two months.

Allen Zhang also had a few Beggar Gang Disciples transport those guns back to the Armed Nation overnight, leaving only the daily consumption at the camp. Blitz restored the camp’s signals, mainframe, and monitoring facilities, and also prepared to stay overnight.

The power generation facilities used by the camp are solar and wind power, as well as two standby diesel generators.

There are two signal receivers, commonly known as ’satellite dishes’, capable of remotely receiving satellite channels and signals. It’s not bad to use on the mountaintop; there is no shortage in the energy sector, everything is available.

If this was the last century, this place would be known as the steel fortress, the natural Black Wind Stockade on the West Coast. Without deploying hundreds of people, armed helicopters, fighter jets and howitzers, it would be impossible to take it down! Casualties would be heavy.

But now, all I can say, boss, times have changed! The advantage of terrain as home turf is gone under the suicide drone blasts!

"This godforsaken place, besides those human traffickers, barely anyone wants to come here. There are wild beasts in the mountains, those rich guys have turned their hands on Heaven’s Gate, at least on the surface, they have shown the appropriate attitude, but they surely know this place has become ruins and won’t come here again. Now it has become an isolated paradise."

Old Jack commended, "If we consider setting up a small workshop here, manufacturing ice and weed, self-sustaining, certainly nobody can manage us."

"Get some early rest. We still have business to do tomorrow," Allen Zhang waved his hand.

He had Beggar Gang Disciples responsible for watch duty at the watchtower, guarding hostages, then found a room and lay down on the bed to rest.

A night without words.

The next day.

The General Sect Leader woke up refreshed, having had a rare good sleep.

After getting dressed and washing his face, just as he stepped out, he heard a commotion outside.

Heading over, he saw an old Ford pickup parked outside the broken gate, and a few youths with colored hair and nose rings, arguing with the Beggar Gang Disciples.

"What happened?" Allen Zhang was puzzled, it was too noisy early in the morning?

Looking at those young people, he asked the Beggar Gang Disciples, "What are they here for?"

"Boss, they have come to sell people," the dispirited Beggar Gang Disciples explained, "They must have traded here with Heaven’s Gate before, made some money, and now they want to make some extra cash! We took control of them right away, and there’s a kidnapped woman in his truck."

Allen Zhang laughed out of anger.

Mad, to encounter someone delivering their own head right in the early morning.

Looking at those young people, he walked over and asked, "So, you came here to traffic people? Buddy, how old are you? You’ve got quite some nerve!"

"Hey! Really sorry, I had no idea the place changed hands, can I just leave now?" The leading youth was clearly intimidated.

"Thinking of leaving after offending the General Sect Leader?" Allen Zhang gave a cold smile, and with a command, the Beggar Gang Disciples took control of the few men and pressed them to the ground.

Walking over, he slapped the leader hard, "Speak! How many deals have you done before?"

"Just the second one; we’ve only done it once before, last time it was delivering two sheep. Heaven’s Gate only gave us 200 US dollars. We thought stealing sheep from the ranch, hard and tiring, isn’t worth it compared to kidnapping someone from the roadside." The young man said aggrievedly, covering his face.

"Young and already on the criminal path? Well, since you’re here, you might as well stay. I need a few more experimental subjects; I’ll pay you 200 US dollars a day to be my guinea pigs, how about that?" Allen Zhang said generously.

The General Sect Leader is still kind-hearted, binding people up and still paying them a wage.

"What kind of human experiments? Are you doing human experiments here?" Hearing this, the young lads were terrified and begged, "I don’t want the money, I don’t want anything, please, just let us go!"

"That’s not up to you now, buddy! Who said you can come and go as you please? This isn’t a negotiation, I’m giving you two options: either I have my men throw you down the mountain to feed the wolves, or you stay and receive a daily wage of 200 US dollars!"

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