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PRI Chapter 49: One Million Dollars and New System Features
🕑 Added 2025-08-20 08:03:11 +0000 UTCAlvaro drove the car, carrying Gian to the gang's safe house.
At this moment, a large signal transmitter was strapped to his skin under his clothes, just like in the movie "No Country for Old Men."
While he tried to slow down the car speed as much as possible, he kept glancing at the rearview mirror to look outside.
"Alvaro, what are you looking at?"
Suddenly Gian's voice sounded like a ghost from behind him, startling Alvaro.
He answered somewhat frantically, "Boss, nothing, I'm just a bit scared."
Gian snorted coldly, "Scared of what?"
"Does the government already know what we've been doing..." Alvaro explained, "Otherwise why would they send special forces?"
"Could it be that they've already surrounded the gang? Planning to close the net..."
"Bullshit!" Gian interrupted Alvaro, "Want to catch us all in one net? What a joke! Don't they want to make money anymore?"
"They?"
"Who else could it be, of course those son-of-a-bitch politicians." Gian sneered, "The DEA, the prosecutor's office, even within the state government there are people who support us."
"The big piles of money they spend on elections every year, do you think it's all clean?"
Alvaro nodded, reluctantly cooperating with Gian to show a smile, "I see."
"And so what if it's special forces? I've prepared plenty of 'good stuff' in the gang!" Gian's eyes showed ruthlessness, "If they push me too far, nobody will have a good time."
"Yes."
Alvaro agreed, thinking to himself why James and the others hadn't arrived yet. Could something unexpected have happened at the Violet Club?
Damn, he had already slowed the car down to almost a go-kart pace. If they didn't come soon, Gian's lackeys would catch up!
And Gian seemed to have noticed something wrong with the speed, secretly pointing his gun at Alvaro while casually asking, "Hmm? Why are you driving so slowly?"
"Uh, boss, my foot is injured, and it's a bit difficult when stepping on the gas." Alvaro made up an excuse, glanced at the rearview mirror, and immediately saw the dark gun muzzle.
Fuck!
He quickly accelerated, trying to make Gian lower his guard.
But after staring at him for a few seconds, Gian said, "Lift up your shirt, Alvaro."
"What lift up, boss?" Alvaro tried to play dumb.
"Lift up your shirt!" Gian repeated.
"Which shirt?"
"Lift up all your shirts!"
"Why lift up shirts?"
"I'm saying this for the last time! Lift up your shirt! Otherwise I'll shoot you dead!"
Gian, annoyed by the repeated questioning, roared and then pressed the gun against Alvaro's head.
"Okay, okay, I'll lift up my shirt right now!" Alvaro stretched out one hand to slowly pull his shirt out from his pants.
Then, his other hand suddenly jerked the steering wheel.
Accompanied by the sharp sound of brakes, Gian was instantly thrown to the other side by centrifugal force.
"Fuck!" He had just climbed up from under the back seat sofa when he heard the sound of the driver's door opening.
It was Alvaro leaving the car.
"Fuck you, Alvaro, you traitor!"
Gian angrily raised his gun to kill this lackey, but the next second gunfire rang out.
"Bang!" The shotgun shattered the glass into pieces, and even the car door was embedded with many bullet holes.
Gian quickly crouched down to dodge the bullets.
However, the attacker didn't continue shooting, but instead spoke, "Gian Fraser, Border Prison Warden Lind Edward sends his regards."
"What?" Gian in the car was stunned, thinking he had heard wrong.
Warden Young Edward?
He sent people to hunt him down?
Fuck!
What kind of April Fool's joke was this!
"You must be hired guns he paid for!" Gian shouted loudly, "As long as you spare me, I can give you double, no, triple the money! If you're willing to kill that Young Edward, I'm willing to give you $200,000!"
The attacker outside didn't continue talking.
Gian thought his money offensive was working and continued shouting, "If you think the price is low, I can add more money! How about $250,000?"
Silence.
If Gian hadn't smelled the gunpowder, he would have thought the attacker had already left.
But just as he was about to quietly raise his head, a clanging sound approached from far to near, as if something had rolled from the ground to under the vehicle.
Then the attacker spoke again, "Oh, by the way, the warden also had something else to say."
"Fraser, good night!"
"Boom!"
The M26 hand grenade emitted dazzling light at the vehicle's chassis, then violent flames engulfed everything, blowing the car to smithereens.
"Let's go." James patted Alvaro's shoulder.
Alvaro looked at the wreckage with complex emotions, then at the pistol at his waist, gradually gripping it tighter.
He looked at James, "What should I do next?"
James said, "Actually, the boss gave you two choices."
"Either return to the prison and become part of the prison, but you can't leave the prison casually in the future."
"Or go to the Grande Gang and continue undercover work."
"You choose."
Alvaro was stunned, thought for a moment, and finally said, "I don't want to keep hiding in prison. I want to try."
James looked at him appreciatively, "Be careful. If anything unexpected happens, you can always return to the prison to hide."
"Thank the boss for me."
...
"Didn't expect him to be quite brave." In the prison office, after hearing James's report, Lind couldn't help but applaud for Alvaro.
Although Gian Fraser was dead, this didn't mean the Grande Gang would collapse.
At most, there would be chaos for a while but under Osiel's orders, they would quickly recover.
By then they'd change leaders, change police contacts, and continue drug trafficking to make money.
Therefore, Alvaro's undercover operation was still very important, allowing Lind to receive gang information in real time.
Additionally, although this mission wasn't enough to severely damage the Grande Gang.
For Lind, his gains were quite substantial.
First were the weapons seized from the Grande Gang: 12 AK-47s, 16 Mac-10 submachine guns, and various bulletproof vests.
Second were the assets hidden in the Violet Club.
After James controlled Gian's mistress, he took over $500,000 in cash from the safe, plus 50 kilograms of gold and various jewelry!
However, gold prices were still at historic lows at this time, so 50 kilograms converted to only about $400,000.
But looking at this pile of golden stuff, Lind still felt great!
Calculating everything together, they had harvested over one million dollars this time, more bountiful than the last Iron Riders haul!
But Lind still felt regretful.
Because the Violet Club was just one of Gian Fraser's residences.
In fact, Gian had multiple properties in Laredo, all hiding large amounts of stolen money but he was particularly cautious and normally didn't let other lackeys know.
The only one who might have known was Luis, who followed closely by his side.
Too bad he died too quickly.
However, compared to what he had invested, Lind was still a big winner this time.
A double win.
Because a mission completion prompt appeared before his eyes.
[Sudden Challenge: Your conflict with the drug organization under the Gulf Cartel is about to erupt. This is both an opportunity and a crisis.]
[Use any method to resolve their threat until they become corpses. Reward: Unlock prison facility functions]
[Challenge Completed]
[Prison facility functions have been unlocked]
Perhaps because Gian Fraser was the one who had been targeting Border Prison all along, after his death, the system defaulted that the Grande Gang no longer posed a threat to the prison.
Lind opened the panel and indeed found the [Facilities] function below the deterrence value.
After clicking it, he saw a two-dimensional floor plan, which was the prison's blueprint.
It contained the names, effects, and production efficiency of all prison facilities.
Most importantly, Lind discovered he could assign a manager to each facility.
However, the manager's loyalty must reach maximum value.
After he tried assigning James as the manager of the cell block:
[Cell Block (James): Probability of arguments and fights -10%, Fear value increase rate +10%]
If he assigned the cell block to Cohen, the effect became:
[Cell Block (Cohen): Probability of arguments and fights +5%, Fear value increase rate +5%]
"This is great."
Lind was very happy. This was equivalent to providing different additional bonuses for various areas and facilities in the prison.
The higher the level, the stronger the effect.
Thinking of this, he looked at the deterrence value again and found that after accumulating during this period, the deterrence value was enough for 15 consecutive draws.
"Draw!"
Lind's hands itched for a moment. Unable to resist, he directly clicked extract.
