Chapter 1092: Attack

The weather in late June has started to get a bit hot. Fran sat in the study on the third floor of the manor.

Outside his study, there is a large terrace. Sometimes he will stay on the terrace for a while after work.

There are parasols, barbecue grills, and various equipment for relaxation. He likes to sit in a rattan chair in such good weather, tasting expensive cigars from all over the world while sitting there enjoying leisure time.

However, he didn't do that today, because the room was full of people.

His gaze withdrew from the sunny environment outside the window. "You have used more than a week, and I hope such a long time can bring me some useful news."

"Recently, when I chat with some of them, you know, sometimes we will call and greet each other."

"They are also asking me what I plan to do."

"The Lanse family has always made us lose face, plus the previous hatred, I don't want us to always be clowns in other people's eyes."

The Perez family was severely hit by Lanse several times without hurting their muscles and bones, although several direct members died.

For such a larger gang family, plus exaggerated peripheral members, the Federal Bureau of Investigation has two rooms specially used to store the files of these people.

They should be the rulers of the underground world, not clowns or something.

For more than a week, they have been discussing how to take action against Lanse, and how to achieve the effect they want.

Bob sat at the front of the crowd. "We have already figured out the alcohol transportation route and time of the Lanse family to New Jincheng. The next transportation is in two days."

Fran's gaze looked at Bob. The conflict between him and the Lanse family continued to escalate, and Bob also needed to bear some responsibility.

However, Fran would not say these things, which is not conducive to the unity of the family, and everyone has been together for such a long time. He will allow Bob to make mistakes, and will also forgive him, but not always.

"So, you plan to attack their transport fleet?"

Bob nodded. "You might not know very well. Currently, the Lanse family sells alcohol to society through the internal bars of the embassy. The profit is very high, and it is almost public sales."

"The federal government wants to win over the countries behind these embassies, so whether it is Congress or the Hazardous Materials Bureau, they pretend not to see these behaviors."

"Four embassies are selling these alcohols at the same time. They can sell about seventy or eighty thousand dollars of alcohol in the bar every day."

"Whiskey, beer, and other things."

Hearing this, Fran's expression changed slightly. "How much profit is in this?"

"More than fifty thousand dollars.", Bob clearly had done his homework, and this number also made Fran a bit moved.

"A lot of money!", he pursed his lips and casually picked up a small gadget on the desktop. He was used to holding this small thing in his hand while thinking.

That was a gadget similar to a small puppet, already black and unable to see its original color and texture. It is said that this was a toy his father carved by hand when he was a child, and he has kept it to this day.

When he held this thing, he could feel his family was with him! Of course, these were all said by himself, as for whether it was true, only he himself knew.

"They must also have a lot of alcohol every time they transport, right?"

Bob nodded again. "About four hundred thousand to five hundred thousand worth of goods. These goods are enough for his bars to sell for one to two weeks."

Fran already had a decision. "Hitting this batch of goods can not only let us obtain so much alcohol, but also let him suffer huge losses. If we continue to intercept their goods, his business will not be able to be done."

"Forty or fifty thousand dollars of profit a day, ten million a year, sure enough, alcohol is more profitable!"

Fran couldn't help but sigh. Although Maple Grass is also very profitable, this is just a niche business, and there is also a competitor like Ghost Mushroom.

And the entire Federation is not just their family doing this business, it is far from being a huge interest and monopoly. On the contrary, the profit of the alcohol business continues to rise, and it has entered a blowout period.

Because people's income has clearly increased, this also allows many people who originally couldn't afford alcohol to be able to consume alcohol now.

Even if they can only consume once every three or five days, it brings an exponential increase in profit.

Hitting this transport line of Lanse, he believes it can make Lanse feel heartache for a long time.

"How do you plan to do it?", he still looked at Bob. He was still very satisfied with the news Bob got this time, at least Bob was really doing things.

Regardless of whether he has all kinds of problems, just do things.

There was no lack of people who could do things in the family before, but now the people who can do things have become fewer.

The Perez family's reputation is too big. Many times, as long as you tell others which family you are from, you can solve many problems, which makes many people start to become lazy.

Bob looked at Peggy in the crowd. "I plan to let Peggy do it. He takes people to intercept the transport team, then kills the escorts, drives the car back, we spread some news, and just say it was us."

Peggy is the guy who conflicted with Lanse in the restaurant and was stabbed in the thigh by Lanse.

Although this injury was long healed and there was no problem walking, this injury not only hurt his body but also hurt his soul.

He still feels a pain in his wound when walking, and sometimes there is a feeling of inconvenience when walking. This is all because of Lanse.

He looked for the best doctor. The doctor checked his wound and did more detailed checks, then told him that his wound recovered very well, and the pain he felt, the inconvenience of walking, was not physiological, but psychological.

To put it bluntly, there is a hurdle in his heart that he can't pass, so he has these feelings.

He also looked for a psychologist. The psychologist gave him psychological counseling, but the effect was not very good.

That psychologist gave him a hint: if he thinks this wound represents the shame and pain of his life, then he must find a way to solve his own problem by erasing the person who created all this.

Before Bob discussed this action privately, Peggy took the initiative to stand up. He wanted to take the lead! If Bob dealt with Lanse because he made a wrong judgment on matters related to Lanse and the Lanse family, creating the current awkward situation, he needs to reverse all this and wipe away this stain of life.

Then Peggy's so clearly active anti-Lanse was to wash away the shame and solve his own physical and mental problems.

Fran's gaze turned to Peggy. Peggy took the initiative to walk out of the crowd. "I am ready, Fran."

Fran looked at him and nodded slightly. "Then what about after?"

"If you intercept their transport route, then what?"

Bob adjusted his sitting posture. "Ten million in profit a year is affected, and everyone knows it was us. He definitely won't be reconciled. By then, we will definitely start a fight to the death."

"Most of their people are in Likalai State. It is not easy to mobilize, and their number is not large."

"They want to fight us on our home court, their winning percentage is actually not high."

"We just need to wait for them to attack us, and then we will fight a defensive counterattack."

"The battlefield is not in New Jincheng."

There are too many politicians and celebrities in New Jincheng. Once a large-scale fight to the death breaks out in New Jincheng, as long as the sound of gunfire rings out, there will definitely be upper-level forces to intervene, so Bob's meaning is to lure Lanse and the Lanse family out of New Jincheng.

Whether Lanse will come out, not necessarily, but trying is definitely better than not trying, and the Perez family does need a "victory" against the Lanse family.

If they do nothing, it will only make the bottom-level gang members and those peripheral members constantly disappointed, and finally lack confidence in the family, leave or evolve some unhealthy emotions.

Fran thought about the whole thing back and forth and nodded. "It sounds like there is no problem. Since you have already made a decision, then..."

His gaze fell on Peggy again. "Just do it."

"I'll wait for your good news."

Bob nodded very solemnly. "I will bring you good news..."

At the same time, when the bartender in the Cassia Embassy bar cleared the inventory, he found that the remaining alcohol was only enough for four or five days of sales, which also meant that they needed to replenish goods from Likalai State.

The way of replenishing goods is not directly through transportation methods like trains, transported to New Jincheng station or wharf. Here, as the "headquarters" of Prohibition, management is still relatively strict, and the execution standards in all aspects are also okay.

Station porters, wharf porters, when they find something wrong when moving these goods, they will actively report it.

This will bring them some generous rewards, and as long as the Hazardous Materials Bureau side does not actively expose them, it will not be dangerous for them.

Many porters have achieved class leaps through reporting.

This is not a joke. Goods that can be transported to New Jincheng are often calculated in "ten thousands." According to some regulations promulgated by the Prohibition Committee, there is a system for rewarding reporters. They can get a considerable part of the case value in cash, and can get up to half! Even if Lanse has people in Congress, many people know Lanse, and also know that he is one of Senator Cleveland's people, but once caught on the scene, even Lanse has no good way to handle it.

You can't let such a large department and the Congressional Prohibition Committee do nothing when it happens in public, right? So the goods are not directly entered into New Jincheng, but unloaded in the south of New Jincheng, and then transported to New Jincheng by truck.

The entire transportation cycle is about two and a half days. The bars here will leave four or five days, five or six days of sales volume, and will not accumulate for too long.

This is also Lanse's initial decision. Whether it is here or in other places, the bars are basically the same. This is also a regulation in the process of fighting with the Hazardous Materials Bureau in the early stage.

Even if the bar is closed, the alcohol inside will not lose too much, and at the same time, the case value will not be outrageously high—

When the case value of a case is outrageously high, once disclosed, it will cause national attention.

Lanse knows very well that if a case causes huge social discussion and attention, then even if he has the President plus Congress behind him, he is powerless on this issue! It's like those patriarchs who had accidents, or even the Pope. When social public opinion and public opinion are large to a certain extent, even if they have God behind them, it won't work!

The bartender reported this matter to the manager, and the manager directly called the senior cadre in Likalai State. Meluo immediately arranged for loading.

Sea transportation is the fastest transportation method, going north directly along the coastline, and it can be unloaded in less than two days, and then it will take more than half a day to transport these things to New Jincheng.

The shipping process in Likalai State has been very mature, and batches of alcohol are directly loaded from the wharf warehouse.

Lanse is a person who knows how to maintain the interests of friends. Every once in a while, he will let the local Hazardous Materials Bureau "seize" a batch of contraband smuggled alcohol, so that they always have merit and bonuses to take.

And the most critical thing is that this does not require them to bear any risk. They only need to come to a certain place at the specified time, somewhat embarrassed, and then they can destroy a group of smugglers.

The State Prohibition Office actually knows the situation here, and isn't other places the same?

It's just that this part of the loss in other cities is borne by local gangs, while in Jincheng Port, it is borne by Lanse himself.

Every link has benefited from it, so naturally everyone will not have any hostile ideas, nor will they have any opinions.

If there is, then they can privately find Lanse, and Lanse will solve these problems for them, if they can be solved.

People on the wharf watched the ship full of goods set sail and reported to Meluo. Meluo notified New Jincheng, and then a group of people began to go to the small town in the south to pick up the goods.

After receiving the goods, they will bring these things back.

Two days later, in the middle of the night, the cargo ship full of alcohol arrived at the seaside wharf of the small town, and everything around was quiet.

In fact, the locals also know that this is a window for smuggling. It is not just the Lanse family unloading goods here, but many other smuggling organizations also unload goods here.

Local residents don't have any dislike for these people. The wharf itself is not a very large place, and the houses nearby were rented by them at high prices.

And these gangs live here, and during their stay, they will also consume here to a great extent.

The consumption ability of these gang members who can make big money is beyond doubt, and some local residents will also participate in the entire smuggling benefit environment—

They buy some scattered goods from these smugglers at very low prices, and then sell them to surrounding cities, or even to New Jincheng.

This kind of small-scale smuggling, for example, might only be a box of alcohol, two boxes of alcohol, it is difficult to be found on the road, but the profit is not small.

The official actually knows the situation here more or less, but unfortunately everyone is a whole, and they have no good way.

Except for putting up various slogans about "smuggling is a serious economic crime" in obvious places, there is no other good way.

When the goods were loaded onto the trucks, the squad leader responsible for this transportation specially left fifteen boxes of alcohol on the wharf. This was their agreement with the locals.

These people will buy these alcohols at almost cost price as an alternative reward for their assistance in smuggling.

After everything was appropriate, six trucks started to set off and moved toward New Jincheng.

They will enter New Jincheng in three hours, and before five o'clock in the morning, they will send these alcohols to the warehouse.

The interstate highway at night appears more quiet, and also more fearful.

Someone has done research, drivers driving on the interstate highway at night are more prone to psychological problems.

Because all around is pitch-black wilderness, only the road within less than ten meters in front is illuminated by the car lights. At first, there might not be any problem.

Once the driving time is too long, and there is no one to communicate with them, to relieve this suppressed emotion trapped in the darkness for a long time, their psychology will have problems.

Perhaps this is why the interstate highway produces serial killers. They always have to find some ways to vent the pressure and panic that are constantly increasing in their hearts.

Some people fight fear, some people become fear.

But fortunately, the Lanse family's transport team doesn't have to do this every day, and each transportation only takes a few short hours, and there are at least four people in each truck, and at the same time there are four small cars following them together.

Originally, only the people on the car were escorting, considering that the situation was a bit tense recently, Lanse let them arrange more people when escorting the goods.

So there were about twenty more people.

If so many people still can't solve the problem, then even if more people are sent, thirty, fifty, I am afraid it is also difficult to solve the problem.

The swaying truck driver was chatting with the people beside him, and they were sharing some topics that seemed interesting but were actually boring.

This also made this road trip not so boring.

The driver of the lead car was an old driver, fifty-something, and he had been running transportation with his father since he was fourteen.

In the past, they ran old-fashioned trucks and horse-drawn carriages, but now they run this kind of internal combustion engine truck. In his words, the development of the times is really too fast! He was very focused on his work, because as the lead car, he had to be very familiar with the road here, and the cars behind would follow him. Once he drove wrong, it would be a big trouble.

He listened to the young people beside him blowing cowhide and chatting about those interesting things while driving, and there was also a faint smile on his face.

But suddenly, a car that appeared in the street light made him startled, and he slammed on the brakes.

In the harsh sound of braking, the motorcade stopped. ===== CHAPTER 1093 =====