Hardy Empire 1945

Sanders drove home and was very excited all the way. When he signed the contract, he didn't spend a penny, and just relying on his mouth, he fooled those girls into signing a prostitution contract with him.

In just one or two years, each person sold more than 6,000 US dollars. This kind of transaction can be said to be profitable.

As for the life and death of those girls in the future.

He won't care.

Back at the brokerage company, when he got out of the car, he looked at the dilapidated two-story building. Sanders pondered that he should rent a better place next year and make it like a big company, so that it would be better to trick girls into taking the bait.

You can also recruit a few more subordinates, spread them out, and let them go around looking for people. If you can sign 30 contracts a year, it will be hundreds of thousands of dollars. If you can fool 50, it will be 300,000 dollars. If Fudge 100, that's $500,000 or $600,000....

Hahaha,

It's time to get rich.

He walked upstairs with brisk steps, opened the office door with the key, turned around and slammed his butt, the door closed with a bang, and turned around to plug it in.

Putting the purse on the table, he came to the small bar to pour himself a glass of wine, turned on the gramophone, and suddenly the wonderful music flowed out.

After taking a sip of wine, he briskly turned two slides along with the music.

He came to the desk, took out the banknotes, and looked at the thick stack of money on the table, Sanders lay on it and sniffed hard.

Money smells so good.

Open the bottom drawer of the desk, find a long key from it, walk to the painting on the wall, push the painting aside, revealing a small safe behind.

Insert the key, turn the combination lock, and the safe opens with a click.

There are some more important materials in it, as well as a stack of banknotes, which is estimated to be four or five thousand yuan.

Sanders put the money he earned today neatly in it and admired the thick stack of bills. He felt a sense of accomplishment.

Bangbangbang~!

Just then there was a knock on the office door.

Saunders was startled, and quickly closed the safe door, took out the key and put it in his pocket, fumbled the code, and pushed the painting back to its original position.

Who?

Sanders asked as he walked towards the door.

Check the water meter.

A male voice came from outside the door.

Sanders was puzzled.

Check the water meter, do I have a water meter here?

Said to open the door.

Did you make a mistake...

Before Sanders could finish speaking, a black muzzle was directly pressed against his face, and Sanders was so frightened that he did not dare to make any sound.

It was only then that Sanders realized that he had suffered a burglary.

Henry put a gun against Sanders' head and let him enter the room. Sanders stepped back in, and just after closing the door, Matthew punched Sanders in the stomach.

Bang~ Oh!

Sanders let out a groan.

This punch made him feel his appetite and intestines are mixed together.

He fell to the ground in pain.

Curl up into shrimp.

After Sanders was knocked down, Matthew didn't let him go, took a rope from his pocket and tied Sanders' arms behind his back.

Henry searched the house, focusing on Sanders' purse, which contained only some documents and no money.

Henry came to Sanders, squatted down and searched him, except for the wallet, there was only one safe key.

Tell me, where is the safe? Henry asked.

I don't have a safe, that's the key to my house, Sanders said painfully.

Matthew grabbed Sanders and punched him again in the stomach.

Ah~!

Sanders couldn't help screaming in pain.

Henry held up the safe key and sneered, Do you think we are fools? This is clearly the safe key, and the brand is Diebold's.

Saying that, he shook the key in front of Sanders.

There is a logo on the key handle.

No no no, I have no money, you can't take my money. Sanders cried.

Bang~!

He was greeted with another savage punch.

Behind the painting, Henry found the safe, put the key in it and turned to ask Sanders, Tell me the password.

09-15-21.

Turn the combination lock and the safe pops open.

Exposing the banknotes inside.

Sanders was heartbroken at the moment.

He had just made a lot of money, and he was about to be snatched away before he was hot, and his heart was bleeding.

Henry glanced at Matthew, Matthew understood, and slapped Sanders on the back of the neck.

Ga~!

Sanders fainted.

Henry took out all the money in the safe and put it in Sanders' purse.

The other items did not move, the safe was locked again, the code was messed up, the key was pulled out, and the oil painting was reset.

Henry tidyed up the office again, and no one who came here would find that there had been a robbery here.

Okay, let's go.

The two went out with Sanders, the door was locked, and soon they got downstairs. A car was parked at the main entrance of the brokerage company. Neil, who had been waiting in the car, got out of the car and opened the back door. Henry and Matthew were fighting. He quickly got into the car with Sanders.

The doors closed and the car drove away from the brokerage for a few seconds before anyone noticed what was going on.

The car drove out of downtown Los Angeles and came to the edge of a wilderness forest. At this time, a car was parked here, and a dirt pit that could accommodate one person was dug in the wild.

The car stopped.

Henry got into the car with a leather bag.

After seeing Hardy, he said with a smile: Boss, you got your money back, a lot of money, and more than 4,000 more. It should be the kid's own.

Hardy nodded in satisfaction.

I only get my money back, how many of the more than 4,000 should be shared by you. Hadi said.

The few people next to them all laughed happily. They didn't expect to make money doing such a small job. The eight of them could get five hundred dollars each.

Boss, what should I do with this guy? Henry asked.

Isn't the hole already dug. Hardy said.

Sanders was dragged out of the car, and the icy rain hit him in the face, which woke him up. Before he could react, he was thrown into the dirt pit.

He reacted immediately.

An endless sense of fear hit his heart.

Aah, don't, don't kill me!

Sanders struggled hard and kept twisting his body, but how could he be free from the strong binding.

Whoa~!

Whoa~!

Leo and Nick filled the soil with shovels.

Sanders was even more terrified.

Who are you and why do you want to kill me? I'm from the Spanish gang. If you kill me, Red Dani will not let you go. Sanders shouted heart-rendingly.

The few people buried in the soil stopped and turned to look in the direction of the car.

Hardy naturally heard Sanders shouting.

He really didn't expect,

This Sanders turned out to be a member of the Spanish gang.

But think about it.

What this guy does is to defraud, trick girls into signing contracts, and organize them to sell their bodies. If resistance is either intimidation or threat, it is no different from a crime.

If there was no gang support behind him, this guy probably wouldn't be able to do so much.

Henry, go and ask him what else he knows. Hardy told Henry next to him.

Henry walked over and started asking.

Sanders now just wants to live and answer Henry's words.

How much do you know about the Spanish gang?

I don't know much. I'm only in charge of that brokerage company, and I don't participate in others.

Your brokerage company is also a Spanish gang?

I account for 40% and the gang accounts for 60%.

How many brokerage companies are there in the Spanish Gang?

I know of three. Then the names of the other two were revealed.

What do you do with the people you sign?

Some were sold, some went to Jiyuan, some ran away, and some were sent to film companies to make movies.

What movie company.

Chengren Film Company, the Spanish Gang has its own Chengren Film Company, called 'Mei Ji' Films, which specializes in making this kind of film.

Hardy has read a lot of information about Hollywood in the past few days, and he has really seen the name of the 'Miki' film company.

In addition to more than 1,000 formal film companies in Hollywood, there are nearly 300 Chengren film companies, which also produce a large number of films every year. The performance of many Chengren film companies is often higher than that of regular film companies.

However, the government is also aware of the dangers involved, so it seldom issues licenses to Chengren Films. There are only more than 20 Chengren Films with legal licenses in the entire Hollywood, but this includes the 'Meiji' movie.

Unexpectedly, it is the industry of the Spanish Gang.

Deceiving a contract, forcing him to sell his body, and finally either entering the Jiyuan or filming a sincere film, it's really a one-stop service.

Lying on the girls and sucking blood is not enough, but also knocking on the bones to suck the marrow.

If it weren't for Marisa's escape.

It was definitely what he said.

Incredibly miserable.

Hardy glanced at the guy in the pit from a distance, and said coldly, Bury it!.

Help me~!

Don't~ Don't!

Let me go, please let me go~~~

In a wailing and screaming, Sanders was buried in the ground.

After filling in, Matthew and the others stepped on the soil again before leaving.

The grass here should be one person tall next year.