Chapter 826 - Underground Gladiatorial Match (2/2)
The labor camp 1319 was located more than a dozen kilometers southeast of Bat Yam. It covered a large area and looked like a strong castle from the outside.
Early in the morning, Tang Xiu and his men checked in their lodging at the highest-rated hotel in Bat Yam city. Mo Awu, who had been here before, was very familiar with this small town.
On the fifth floor of the hotel.
Tang Xiu was standing before the window, looking toward the southeast, and asked, “Tell me what you think, Awu.”
“The current top official of the labor camp 1319 is not the one we met that time, Boss,” said Mo Awu. “I’ve contacted my former business partner on the way here. He’s a powerful underworld gang leader in Tel Aviv, Gus Gilles. He told me that the new top dog in the labor camp 1319, Augustino, is a particularly greedy man. This guy has been involved in some shady dealings to make some money recently, so it will be harder than in the past if we want to buy a large number of inmates from the labor camp.”
“He’s using the inmates in the prison to amass money? How did he do it?” asked Tang Xiu, surprised.
“The gladiatorial fights to the death,” answered Mo Awu.
Tang Xiu frowned. He suddenly remembered the trailer he had seen at the movies. The inmates from many prisons were gathered together for the underground ‘fight to the death’ tournaments, in which many rich people secretly came to the match arena through shady channels to have some unrestrained gambling.
If the situation was like in the movies, Tang Xiu realized that it would be tough to buy the world’s top hitman, Spectre, with just 100 million USD.
“Tell me your idea, then,” said Tang Xiu calmly and then lit up a cigarette.
“I think you should first meet our former partner, this Gus Gilles,” said Mo Awu. “He’s one of the best in doing a deal like buying inmates. But this guy is also a greedy man, so it’s going to cost more if we don’t want to expose our identity.”
Tang Xiu pondered for a short while before he nodded and said, “It does inconvenience for us to act openly on this issue. You’re right. Let’s use the local scoundrels to do things for us. It will only cost us a bit more at most, yet will save us the trouble of getting exposed and implicated later. Where’s this Gus Gilles now?”
“He’s in Tel Aviv.”
“Can you make him come over?” asked Tang Xiu. “Make arrangements to meet him.”
“No problem.” Mo Awu said with a smile, “Gus Gilles doesn’t know about our true identity, but he does understand our strength. He won’t dare offend us.”
Tang Xiu nodded and motioned for Mo Awu to contact Gus Gilles before he mulled over the issue silently. He brought 1 billion USD this time, but he had no idea how many inmates he could buy. He also had to consider some other issues as well. He’d have to implement another plan if 1 billion USD couldn’t do the job. But the plan was dangerous; even the slightest mistake could lead to suppression from the army of Tel Aviv’s authority.
There was also another issue. He must see these inmates before he purchased them. He decided to enter the prison as a prisoner first if possible while he waited for the designated inmates to be purchased. Then, he would negotiate with the prison’s top dog, Augustino.
As the afternoon came, four black SUVs roared as they came to the hotel that Tang Xiu was residing in. Several big, strong men protected a middle-aged man in a white suit and sunglasses who got off from the third black SUV. The middle-aged Caucasian man had a shaved head with a tattoo on his left cheek and neck.
After Mo Awu appeared with the other two bodyguards at the hotel’s entrance, Gus Gilles grinned and strode toward him.
“I’m so glad I can meet you again here in Bat Yam, buddy! You’re still as robust as in the past, even after so many years.”
Mo Awu smiled back and hugged him, then smilingly said, “You also look a lot younger, Gus. You’ve been in control of a mafia that dominates Tel Aviv’s underworld; does that make your life more comfortable or something?”
“Bah, ignore that nonsensical shit people have been spitting out, Wu.” Gus Gilles shook his head and smiled. “I’d wake up laughing if I really could rule the entire underworld of Tel Aviv. It’s a pity that today’s youngsters are getting more powerful—even I got done in quite badly by a bunch of those brat bastards.”
“Tell me something, is there anything I can help you with?” asked Mo Awu with a curious yet quaint smile.
Gus Gilles squinted his eyes and observed the two men behind Mo Awu. Then he immediately said with a smile, “Take it easy, buddy. It’s just that I’m quite curious. What kind of bigshot can make you his subordinate? By the way, I’ve got another question too. Where’s your dear little brother, Wen? Why don’t I see him with you?”
“That younger brother of mine is carrying out another mission, so he didn’t come with me,” said Mo Awu with a smile. “As for our Boss. You better act respectfully when you meet him, man. It’s not only because he has a lot of more powerful men than me, but he’s also a powerful terror himself.”
“No kidding, man.” Gus Gilles was astounded. “Can you tell me again where you hail from, Wu?”
The smile on Mo Awu’s face receded a lot. He approached Gu Gilles and whispered in his ear, “If you have the force comparable to the Stygian Club’s, it’s fine for me to tell you, else it might as well harm you instead.”