Chapter 828 - Friendship Grows from the Exchange of Blows (1/2)

Chapter 828: Friendship Grows from the Exchange of Blows

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

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?”