Chapter 1088: Little by Little

Where there is light, there must be shadows. This is an unchangeable fact, the truth and reality of the world.

Even in the city of New Jincheng, there are still gangs of all sizes, but their way of operating is slightly different from the way gangs operate in other places.

In other places, the way gangs work might be relatively barbaric. They might... create some violent criminal activities, create fear, to obtain some things that might be considered status, prestige, or even a kind of rule.

They use fear to obtain people's "respect," thereby achieving control over society.

But in New Jincheng, they find it difficult to do this. There are too many celebrities and politicians living here. You never know if the person who just brushed past you has a prominent surname or holds a high position.

These people have many ways to wipe a gang off this city, or even this country, so the gangs in New Jincheng, regardless of size, have relatively mild criminal activities.

Smuggling some popular goods, including human trafficking, to some extent, they are actually serving those big shots in this city.

When the big shots want alcohol, they will get some alcohol to sell.

When the big shots need to vent their psychological dark side in some way, they will do some business that these big shots want them to do.

And gangs of all sizes often help these big shots do some dirty work, tiring work. This is their way of survival.

Light, shadow, justice, evil, this is a complete ecosystem.

At one o'clock in the morning, the gang leader who had just talked about this business with Lanse not long ago was sitting on the sofa, cutting cooked beef with a small knife and stuffing it into his mouth, while using beer to quench his thirst.

He opened his shirt, exposing a mass of black chest hair to the air. Some food residue and beer foam fell on his chest hair, and he also had an indifferent expression.

He felt that what he was doing was a very dashing and bold way, although not all of his subordinates thought so.

"Are they back?", he cut another piece of beef and put it into his mouth. He really liked this way of enjoying beef.

The small leader under him shook his head. "Not yet..."

The leader frowned. His emotions were not as calm as he appeared.

This matter... in the final analysis, it was still digging a pit for Lanse and the Lanse family. Of course, he knew what the consequences of doing this were, but he and most of the other people here had the same idea.

Lanse and the Lanse family are, after all, an outside force. Even if they suffer a loss here, they can't do anything.

This is paying tuition, and at the same time letting them understand that this is not Jincheng Port, not Likalai State, and it is not their turn to call the shots.

And behind this matter, there are big shots supporting him in doing this. Operating his own gang business in a city like New Jincheng, no matter who it is, hopes to be able to curry favor with some big shots above.

With the support of big shots, their business will develop very rapidly.

If there is no support from big shots, their business will encounter many troubles during the development process.

In other places, this might not be as obvious as it is here, but in New Jincheng, it is very obvious.

He and Lanse and the Lanse family had no conflict before. Before he talked about this business with Lanse, he hadn't even met Lanse face to face.

If you want to blame someone, blame the promise the big shot gave him that made him unable to refuse.

It's just that it's already past one o'clock now, why haven't they come back yet? Did something go wrong? He was a bit restless. He knew that there was definitely risk in taking this job, and he had also heard about the conflict between the Lanse family and the Perez family.

He always harbored a fluke mentality. Of course, he himself would not admit it.

"Bring a bottle of whiskey.", beer was not very effective. The lower alcohol content could not quickly soothe his restlessness.

His subordinates soon took a bottle of whiskey. The cost price here is about twenty-seven or twenty-eight dollars, and it can be sold for about forty dollars if sold separately.

If it weren't for the requirements of the big shot, he would actually still very much like to truly cooperate with Lanse, because the price list Lanse provided him was lower than this price, and the quality was a bit better.

In New Jincheng, everything is expensive.

Whiskey mixed with beer was not so stimulating when entering the mouth. After drinking a glass, he clearly felt a little bit, which made him pour another glass for himself.

Federal people, and even alcoholics all over the world, are interested in mixing various alcohols together to drink.

Whiskey and beer is just the most common way of mixing.

While enjoying the relaxation brought by the "bomb," the sound of a car engine rang out in the courtyard. He breathed a sigh of relief, the worry on his face disappeared, replaced by some smiles.

He stood up holding the armrest of the sofa and casually inserted the small knife for cutting meat into the scabbard on his waist.

He staggered to the courtyard. At this time, the sky was already completely dark. Although it was not the kind of darkness where you couldn't see your fingers, it was already difficult to see other people's faces from two or three meters away.

"Why did you come back so late?", he stood at the door staggering.

In the courtyard outside the door, a car was parked there, and some people got out of the car. He tried hard to blink his eyes. "Was the matter done?"

"Was their cargo detained?"

A young man walked forward a few steps from the darkness. "There was a little problem..."

After hearing this, the gang leader was suddenly a bit anxious. This matter was particularly important to him and to the future development of the entire gang. He almost subconsciously walked toward the direction of that young man.

"What happened?"

The young man also walked toward him. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. Under the moonlight and the faint light inside the door, he could finally see the young man's face. "I don't seem to have seen you before?"

The face of the young man standing in front of him could only see a rough outline due to the change in angle and light, but this was enough for him to feel strange about this face.

"I am... (small leader)'s cousin, I just joined the gang recently."

The gang leader drank a lot of alcohol. He was drunk now, and he subconsciously ignored these things.

Small gangs are like this. Some people suddenly joined in, and some people suddenly left. They don't have the strong binding force that big gangs have.

Including the Lanse family wanting to join in now, it also requires someone to introduce them, not just anyone can join in casually.

If a newly joined gang member has some accidents, whether good or bad, when investigating responsibilities or giving some compensation, they can find his family.

For example, if he died accidentally in a fight, then the pension must be given to his family.

Many people who came to the Federation to venture were alone. Their families might still be in the Empire, or the place they came from, which requires someone to know how to find them.

Or if someone betrayed the family, then the person who introduced this person to join the family must bear joint responsibility.

After all, you introduced him in, so if you don't explain your relationship with him clearly, you are his accomplice.

It is not easy to get in, and it is not easy to leave. If there is no suitable reason, you cannot leave easily.

But small gangs don't have so many requirements. People who are willing to come can join in at any time and anywhere.

People who don't want to continue in the gang can say so, find any reason, and can leave at any time and anywhere.

So he didn't feel strange about having one more person he didn't know.

This guy's face was very blurry, but his eyes were very bright. He stared at the young man's eyes for a while, and then asked, "What happened?"

The young man answered softly, "I have to tell you alone."

The gang leader didn't think much either. He walked to the side and stood, and the young man followed.

Just as he turned around and intended to ask what accident happened, a cold thing pressed against his head.

Subsequently, the sound of gunfire came from behind. The sound of gunfire was very strange, not the particularly loud "pa pa" or "peng peng," but "pu pu" sounds, just like someone was letting out continuous farts!

Accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, a few more cars entered here. Screams began to come out of the house, and some people were screaming.

The attack came too fast, and everything ended in less than two minutes.

The gang leader's drunken state also disappeared, leaving only cold sweat all over his head.

"I have a question, who told you to do this."

"Using the way of transaction to frame us."

The strong smell of blood in the air made this gang leader feel strong nausea. He was feeling very uncomfortable in his stomach now, and he had an urge to urinate.

I don't know if it was because of nervousness, or some other reason, the sphincter was also sending him special signals.

He kept blinking his eyes, his body was already dominated by fear!

"If I say it, can I... survive?"

"Of course you can."

After hearing this sentence, the gang leader clearly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he warned himself that this might be a lie, he forced himself to believe it was true! Subsequently, he said a name, a name that was considered a big shot in his eyes.

When he said this name, he felt the muzzle that had been warmed by his scalp leave his scalp. He subconsciously turned his head slowly, and then everything fell into the most primitive darkness.

Twenty minutes later, a name recorded on a small card appeared in front of Lanse.

Lanse picked up this small card, looked at the very ordinary name "Mel Crown" on it, turned his head and asked the young squad leader who handled this matter, "Did he say what this person does?"

The young squad leader was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head a bit awkwardly. "I... no, after he said this name and spelled it, I killed him."

"Sorry, I messed this up."

Lanse shook his head. He put the card back on the table. "Not yet."

"You can take it as an experience, a lesson. Next time you encounter similar things, you and others can handle these well."

"Go and rest, relax, you will be busier in a few days."

After letting this young squad leader leave, Lanse dialed Tang Mu's phone again.

"Are you trying to ask about the reaction of the senator's side to the previous matter?", Tang Mu's tone was very relaxed. Lanse had called him before to explain.

The deep purpose of the Federal Bureau of Investigation dealing with him might be to deal with the interest group of Senator Cleveland.

People outside might not be very clear, just knowing that Lanse, as a gang leader, operates the largest casino in Jincheng Port, as well as the alcohol market, and he will transport interests to Senator Cleveland's interest group.

How much exactly, no one knows. People just know that he played such a role.

Only the core members of this interest group know how much Lanse contributed to this group.

Regardless of whether this is the true purpose of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Lanse must link "his own safety" with the "safety of the interest group." Only in this way can he obtain more help.

So he expressed his worry to the senator through Tang Mu's way. If he was "killed," then the interest group's annual input of hundreds of millions of funds would be gone.

This money, not to mention supporting the entire interest group, at least supported half of it.

"Not this matter, but if there is feedback, you can also tell me.", Lanse's voice was very relaxed. He believed that the senator would definitely value his safety and interests. This is inevitable.

Tang Mu could also feel that Lanse was actually not particularly nervous. He laughed twice. "The senator is very concerned about this matter. He is investigating the mastermind behind this matter through his own way. After figuring out who is trying to threaten our status, he will give you an answer."

"How is it, are you satisfied?"

Lanse smiled and said, "Besides being satisfied, what other thoughts can I have?"

Then, he mentioned the matter of this call. "I want to ask you about someone, Mel, Mel Crown. Do you know this person?"

Tang Mu frowned and thought for a while. "This name is a bit familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere. You wait a moment..."

The sound of the receiver being put down came from the receiver, as well as Tang Mu's footsteps. Now he has his own office. He clearly wants to go to other offices to ask others about this matter.

After about three or four minutes, the footsteps came from far to near, and then the friction sound when the receiver was picked up. "I found out, Mel Crown, a prosecutor."

"Do you... have any conflict with him?" ===== CHAPTER 1089 =====