America, starting as a trainee police officer

"I don't see how complicated it is," Memphis shook his head.

"I have four days to deliver fifty cars, but I don't have any!"

Calitley looked at Memphis, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"That's a different matter." Memphis shook his head again, indicating that Calitley's inability to hand over the car was his own problem and had nothing to do with his brother Chip.

"Something else? Really?"

Calitelli abruptly stood up, confronting Memphis: "This concerns my promise of 50 top-of-the-line cars. If I can't deliver, my South American friends will never contact me again!"

"This is not good! This is a disgrace!"

"Because I'm the idiot who says I can handle things! Do I look like an idiot?" Calitley glared at Memphis with a ferocious expression.

It was as if if he said yes, he would order his henchmen to kill Memphis.

Despite seeing how foolish Kaliteri looked, Memphis felt no fear whatsoever.

His criminal career six years ago made him understand the true nature of these criminals.

"picture."

Upon hearing this, Calitley grabbed the ten thousand dollars from the table and smashed it into Memphis's face.

Green US dollars were scattered all over the ground.

"I need those cars," Calitley repeated his demand coldly.

Memphis shook his head again: "I'm retired. Where the hell is my brother?"

Upon hearing Memphis mention Chip, Calitley remained silent and walked to a magnificent coffin to the side.

Uncover the red cloth covering the coffin.

"I made this myself. The first one I ever made." With that, Calitelli opened the coffin.

There was nothing inside except for pillows and cushions.

Seeing this, Memphis breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Calitley with a bad feeling.

Calitley said nothing, and after showing the empty coffin, he put down the lid and walked out without a word.

Memphis glanced at Ettri beside him, and Ettri shrugged.

Calitley is an unpredictable person.

Or perhaps he is a neurotic person.

...

Outside the scrap metal recycling plant.

Calitelli led Mendes and his group.

We arrived at a metal briquetting machine.

"It takes 80,000 pounds of pressure to flatten a car."

As he finished speaking, the surrounding industrial lights came on.

The blinding light illuminated the metal briquetting machine.

A forklift has just delivered a car up.

After the lights came on, Memphis could see clearly that there was a person sitting in the car; it was his brother, Chip.

"Chip?"

Under the blinding light, Chip, sitting in the car, could barely open his eyes. Hearing someone call his name, he instinctively asked, "Who are you?"

Memphis.

"Oh shit!" Chip didn't expect Calitley to bring his own brother.

"Are you alright?" Memphis asked, quite worried about Chip's condition.

Just then, one of Calitley's henchmen pulled out a gun, cocked it, and pointed it at Memphis. Calitley then nodded to the mechanic standing next to him.

The machine operator pulled the power switch.

The briquetting machine started operating, and the huge metal briquetting blocks began to apply downward pressure.

The creaking of the deformed vehicle, the sound of shattering glass, and Chip's frightened cries for help from inside the vehicle.

Memphis panicked immediately.

"Turn it off!" He turned and punched Calitley's henchman in the face, snatching the gun from his hand.

The gun was pointed at Calitley.

Unfortunately, this was Calitley's territory. As he pointed a gun at Calitley, several of his henchmen pulled out guns and pointed them at Memphis.

You have 30 seconds to consider.

Calitley remained calm, certain that Memphis wouldn't dare fire.

"Turn it off!" Memphis was extremely anxious at this moment.

"First! If you kill me, they will kill you too! Your brother is doomed as well."

"I said! I told you to turn it off!"

"Secondly, you tricked me into taking the job and then ran away with your brother. I will find you, kill you and your brother, and I will also kill your mother to vent my anger."

By this time, the briquetting machine had reached the height of the dashboard, and Chip was huddled in a tiny space, fear spreading through him.

"Third! You take the job! Steal some cars, make some money. That way you can protect your brother."

Inside the van.

Although there was no visual of Levi and Veronica, it was clear from listening to Calitley's ability to present three solutions to Memphis in such a chaotic situation.

The two exchanged a glance, both reading from each other's eyes that Calitley was not someone to be trifled with.

In the end, Memphis threw down his gun.

He raised his hands.

Seeing this, Calitelli gave the machine operator a look, and the operator stopped the briquetting machine.

"Friday, 8 a.m. Either you hand over the car, or your brother is in his coffin." With that, Calitley left with his men.

Memphis stared into deep thought as Chip, who was still shouting for him to be released from the briquetting machine.

...

Watching Memphis leave with Chip, Atreus and Steve parted ways.

Li Wei then took off his headset.

"It seems we'll have to start with Memphis."

"Hmm, not bad. Keep an eye on him for now. The day they make their move and deliver the car to Pier 14 in Long Beach will be the day Calitley is caught."

At that moment, the car door opened, and Steve got in.

"Can you arrange a safe house for me now? Once Kalitley suspects me, I'll be dead."

Steve was more afraid of Calitley than the FBI and LAPD.

"Not now. We need you to infiltrate Memphis's team and get firsthand information about their operations." Levi immediately rejected Steve's request.

"What? This isn't what we agreed on! I'll die!"

Steve looked at Levi in ​​disbelief, unable to believe that he had gone back on his word.

"First of all, I didn't promise you anything. Secondly, you're a criminal. Or do you want to spend the rest of your life in jail? Spend the rest of your life in a prison cell?"

Levi didn't care what Steve thought. Even if Calitley threw him into a briquetting machine and crushed him into pieces, he wouldn't be emotionally affected at all.

A car thief deserves to die.

"No, no, no! This isn't what we agreed on!" Steve was frantic and felt like he wanted to die.

"Listen, Jimmy Leishman. Memphis isn't as brutal as Kallitley, and your personal safety isn't threatened. We don't need you to do anything too dangerous either."

Veronica paused for a moment, then continued, "We just need to follow Memphis and wait until all fifty cars are assembled before wiping them out. You don't need to face off against Calitley's men."

After hearing Veronica's words, Steve calmed down a bit.

"What will I get in return?"