Chapter 1003

When a person faces death, they are always fearful, even if they are heroes, or those who claim to be fearless.

The young man's trembling body had already betrayed his heart; he was even shaking his legs at this moment.

He tried to use shaking legs to resolve his tension; his gaze subconsciously glanced at the pool of blood on the ground; he seemed to have realized something.

Lanse put the table leg on a table beside him; he walked back to his chair and sat down, lit a cigarette, "Tell me, how should I deal with you?"

He looked at these people, "Undoubtedly, the Peileisi family members think that it is impossible for me to kill all of you here, so they can send you to die unscrupulously."

"I don't like this feeling, as if he has already won."

Lanse took a puff of cigarette; just as he said, these people could unscrupulously come over to destroy his bar, just because they were sure he couldn't kill everyone.

If one or two people were killed, there was a way to hide it, but killing so many people at once, there was definitely no way to hide it.

Maybe now the police, or the Federal Bureau of Investigation, were around, and as long as Lanse and the others transported the corpses out, these people would rush over and catch them red-handed.

The struggle between gangs is not just simple muscle fighting, simple violent means; they will also use their brains at some times.

This kind of small trick of moving the mind sometimes really has some effects.

If people know that the Peileisi family members smashed the Lanse family's bar, but did not receive any severe punishment, then their goal was achieved.

They severely shaved Lanse's face, and also vented their anger for Fu Lan, which was considered revenge for Peiji being beaten into a coma.

The room was very quiet; Lanse glanced at Ma Duoer, "Let people go outside and see if anyone is watching us."

Ma Duoer nodded; he directly let his subordinates go to the roof; a sniper, his observation ability was very detailed, and he could quickly observe some things from the surrounding environment.

During this period, Lanse just smoked his cigarette and didn't speak; he was also waiting, waiting for a result.

Also during this time, for these young people sent by the Peileisi family to smash the bar, they felt extremely heavy pressure, so heavy that everyone couldn't breathe.

Some people's breathing became very rapid, and their faces also slightly flushed.

There were also people who not only wanted to pee now, but also wanted to poop; of course, there were also people who wanted to vomit; these were things that would only happen under highly tense situations.

The fear in their uneasy eyes gradually had more fear; they were afraid, afraid of death, just like their companion who had been dragged in.

Could not face death calmly.

About ten minutes passed; Lanse's cigarette had been smoked; he sat there staring at these people in front of him; at this time, footsteps came from the spiral staircase upstairs.

Through a spiral staircase from the third floor of the bar, one could go directly to the top floor; Ma Duoer's subordinates had already come down after observing on the top floor for a while; his pace was very fast, and before long, he returned to the hall of the bar.

For those young people, this person who they hadn't seen before, who looked to be in his thirties, his footsteps were like the countdown of death.

The leader's face was even flowing with a lot of sweat; unfortunately, he was controlled and couldn't raise his hand to wipe the sweat on his face.

Some sweat beads rolling down the skin would fall on the eyelashes, and then slide into the eyes, stinging him so he had to close his eyes.

"There are indeed people observing this side in the street; there are two cars in an alley, and there are people in the cars; I don't know if they are also part of those who are watching us."

The sniper truthfully reported what he saw above; at this time, it is better to be cautious, and not to be too careless.

Lanse nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

He turned his head to look at these young people, especially the leader, "I am very curious about a question, and I hope you can give me some answers."

The young man being stared at swallowed a mouthful of saliva; he shook his head; the sweat on his face made him feel obviously uncomfortable.

Tension, stomach discomfort, wanting to vomit, fear, various emotions had eroded his resistance will; he was not as strong as he imagined.

He just looked at Lanse, shifted his gaze, and nodded; he agreed to Lanse's question.

"Your family surname is not Peileisi, so did Fu Lan, or other Peileisi family members save your life?"

"So that you are willing to use your current life to repay the kindness of them saving your life?"

He said while looking at others, those young people, "This question is also asked to you; perhaps you know, and it is also possible that you don't know."

"But when you took this task, I believe that in a very large probability, they didn't expect you to be able to leave here alive."

Some of the other young people were stunned for a moment, and then they stared fiercely at the leader; it should be a role like a captain.

The captain who was stared at by people had a somewhat struggling expression, "I... I don't know."

Lanse shook his head, "Change a question; do you want to live, or do you want to follow your friends?"

A death-sending question, but fortunately, there is one in the choice of this death-sending question that can not send life.

The young people looked at me and I looked at you, and soon they had a decision.

If they can not die, who would hope that they would die?

At this time, on the street, another branch member of the Peileisi family stood in the telephone booth with his hands in his pockets.

It was as cold in the telephone booth as it was outside; he was already a bit unable to bear the cold; why haven't these damn people come out yet?

In fact, there is not only one person around him, but also other people; he is responsible for calling the police.

As long as he sees Lanse's motorcade coming out of the embassy, he will call the police immediately, and then there are vehicles prepared at both ends of the road out of the embassy gate.

Once Lanse's car approaches, they will rush out from the alley, collide with Lanse's motorcade, and force them to stop.

When the police arrive, they will find a large number of corpses; even if Lanse can get rid of the crime himself, his subordinates definitely can't run away, and his bar in the embassy definitely can't open anymore.

With so many casualties, the masters in Congress cannot give Lanse any severe punishment.

? ￠O

This way they not only took revenge, but also severely slapped Lanse's face.

If the people they sent in came out smoothly, the effect would be the same; this could prove that the Lanse family actually had no way to deal with their retaliatory behavior.

The guy in the telephone booth couldn't help but sigh; those few guys in the family who looked very gentle, their brains are really fucking good; of course, people are also really beasts.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud; no one can offend the Peileisi family and be safe!

It's just that he doesn't know why, until now, no one has come out.

Whether it is their people, or Lanse or Lanse's people, he is more curious about what happened inside.

Before long, a car entered the La Pa embassy; the person watching in the telephone booth immediately called Fu Lan.

"They haven't come out until now; just now a car entered the embassy; I don't know who is sitting inside..."

"Okay, I know, okay..."

The plan remains unchanged; he continues to watch here; either see Lanse's motorcade come out, or see their people come out.

It's just that it's too cold in this damn telephone booth, and it's a bit freezing; he had to step on the ground to use vibration and other methods to accelerate the blood circulation of his feet to drive away the cold that he couldn't feel his feet at all.

This damn weather!

The police station chief got out of the car; his expression was ugly to death.

It's not that he is afraid of anything; as the New Jincheng police station chief, he is actually not afraid of these gang members at all, because he knows one thing very clearly.

As long as he still represents the Federation government's control over the order of New Jincheng and represents the face of the Federation government, these gang members dare not kill him.

Once someone kills him, it means these gang members are challenging the Federation government and challenging the big shots in this city.

Senators, congressmen, big capitalists.

Not to mention he came here alone, even if he went to the lair of the Five Great Families alone, he wouldn't be afraid.

It's just that being called here at night, and he has a premonition that he will be used, so he is a bit unhappy. After getting out of the car, he stomped his feet again, turned his head to look at the embassy building, and his expression was slightly solemn.

Attacking the embassy... is indeed a very tricky thing; he cursed the stupid people of the Peileisi family in his heart, and had to find something for him to do.

He lit a cigarette, took two puffs at the door, and then walked into the bar with his head down.

As soon as he entered the bar, he saw Lanse sitting at the table chatting with others; Lanse also saw him, and then stood up with a smile, but didn't move his steps.

The police station chief pursed his lips and walked over, "You made the call to me," he said, looking at a group of people kneeling in the corner, and a few people who were beaten with broken heads and bleeding.

Until he walked to the front, Lanse walked over and shook hands with him, "Yes, I made the call."

"These gangs are too arrogant; they actually publicly attacked the embassy; does this count as a diplomatic incident?"

Ambassador Ka Xi Ya was also at the scene; he seemed to have received some kind of "signal" and said loudly, "I want to complain to the Secretary of State!"

The police station chief's head was very painful at this time; he really didn't want to manage these things, "If Ambassador Ka Xi Ya really complains to the Secretary of State, the one who will be unlucky in the end is him."

The only law enforcement agency in the Federation that can legally strike criminal organizations, that is, gangs, is the Federal Police.

Like the Federal Bureau of Investigation, they are not yet qualified to be responsible for these cases, although the director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation has been active for greater power, and Congress has also completed the submission and voting of the proposal, but it has not been implemented.

It is said that Congress considered factors such as war, and the specific implementation of these needs to wait until the end of the war.

Such a serious crime occurred in New Jincheng; the Secretary of State would definitely think this is the responsibility of the police station, not the responsibility of other departments.

As the police station chief, he must be the first person responsible.

He turned his head to look at Lanse, somewhat impatient and helpless, "If you don't play these ghost tricks with me, what do you want to do?"

Lanse spread his hands, "Your attitude is not friendly, Chief."

"Now in front of you is a victim; you shouldn't talk to me with such an attitude; I will let my lawyer write a letter to complain about you!"

He said and couldn't help but laugh, "As for my request, it's very simple; they have already confessed that this matter was instructed by the Peileisi family; now I hand these criminals to you; I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

The police station chief looked at Lanse somewhat unexpectedly, "Since when do you gang fights need our police to intervene?"

He almost wanted to say "This is not according to the rules"!

The fighting between gangs will not borrow the hands of law enforcement departments; compared to letting others complete their revenge plans, almost all gangs are more willing to take revenge personally.

He can't understand Lanse a bit now; even those street families know what they should do; Lanse actually called the police, and he also wants him to do it.

This point is also not "gang"!

Lanse didn't have much change in expression, "This is slander, Chief; if you don't have solid evidence to prove that I am a gang member, be careful that I let the lawyer add such a clause in the complaint letter!"

"Xie Te!" The chief looked at the young people kneeling together again; he was also a bit headache.

If Lanse handed these people to him, he would definitely need to give an explanation, otherwise the credibility of the police would disappear, but this explanation is not so easy to give.

The Peileisi family can be called "one of the Federation's Five Great Families," which means they are absolutely not just evil forces.

They have their own companies, more than one, and their own factories; they may have tens of thousands of workers or more under their hands.

Their relationship with the union is also good; sometimes the union also needs their help to deal with those disobedient scabs.

They have many industries in society, and their influence is very large; if it is said that the continuous development of military industrial enterprises will eventually appear a deformed "military-industrial complex."

Then the continuous expansion of gangs without control will also appear a distorted "gang complex."

They are no longer simply gangs; they can be called a super force with crime as the core, infiltrating into politics, capital, and ordinary working class.

It is even harder to deal with than those pure capitalists.

The chief also doesn't want to offend people; his scalp is a bit itchy, "Let's drag it first."

"Drag it for a period of time; after their anger goes down, this matter will be over."

The police station chief had some smiles on his face; no matter what the mayor said, he would agree, so his responsibility was the smallest, "Okay, can only be like this first."

"You bastard, don't call me next time there is such a thing; handle it yourself!"

The mayor hung up the phone a bit unhappily, but the chief showed some relaxed smiles.

He called the two police sergeants who escorted these people into the office and let them close the office door, and he himself twisted the blinds to let the outside not see the changes inside.

"Treat those who should be treated; detain these people separately, but don't interrogate them."

"Don't interrogate?" A sergeant was a bit confused, "Then what are we catching them back for?"

If you don't interrogate, you can't get confessions and evidence.

If there is no confession and evidence, then they can detain these people for at most forty-eight hours, and then they have to release them; then it is better to release them directly after catching them.

The police station chief was a bit annoyed; Lanse, the mayor, including Fu Lan, he was a bit difficult to deal with; he didn't expect his subordinates to let him go.

"If you are told to do so, do it; don't fucking ask me why; am I the chief or are you the chief?"

His subordinates pursed their lips sheepishly, "You have the final say, Boss."

The chief glared at him, "That's it; if anyone asks, just say there are other reasons; don't say any reason."

"Motherfucker, these are all troubles, you know?"

"Just like burning red coal, you take it with your hands, and you are not afraid of burning a layer of skin?"

"Okay, go out to work!"

"I've had enough of this day-to-day work!"

After the two sergeants left, he returned to his chair and sat down, letting out a long sigh of relief, hoping that this matter would not continue to "deteriorate."

It's just that he had a feeling that things would likely not go as he wished, as the mayor wished.

He hadn't thought about these things for long, and the phone ring on the desktop rang with a ding-a-ling-a-ling, and the emotions that were a bit relaxed just now became tense again.

After the phone ring rang four or five times and was still ringing, he had to pick up the phone, "This is the police station chief's office."

"Chief?"

"Haha, I am Bo Ni."

Bo Ni·Peileisi is a nephew of Fu Lan; Peileisi is a big family, developed for a long enough time, plus they are northerners, and their thinking is relatively conservative; the family does not allow abortion.

From the second or third generation of the family, they have regarded "children" as gifts given to the family by God.

For that relatively wild era, more males in the family meant they had advantages in competition. Plus they have money, and they don't care about these things; some family members may only have one wife, but have seven or eight mistresses, and these people will give birth to children for them.

Only family members with one or two mistresses are either really pure, or they are non-core members.

Bo Ni is more active; in New Jincheng, plus he graduated from a famous university, some things that need to be exposed are done by this Bo Ni.

They had dealt with each other before.

The chief sighed silently, "Is there anything?"

Bo Ni laughed again, "Chief, you caught some people tonight."

"Yes?"