Chapter 1103: Rejecting Local War and Bias

At a time like this, going to find an organ donor for Fran seemed, in Bob's view, a bit like losing sight of what was truly important.

The family was facing an unprecedented challenge; naturally, the family should be the priority, rather than how to ensure one's own high-quality survival.

In truth, one couldn't blame Bob; after all, the person lying in the hospital bed wasn't him. He hadn't felt that suffocating sensation where even normal breathing became impossible, so naturally, he wouldn't have such a deep attachment to life or such a fear of death.

But he still needed to do this; after all, it was Fran's request. If he didn't follow his instructions, it wouldn't be good.

Once Fran decided to return to the family, Bob, who had only just tasted the beauty of peak power, would have to hand it over.

It wasn't that he was particularly greedy for power, but Fran's condition couldn't support him in shouldering the family's responsibilities.

As everyone knew, Bob was a man with a sense of responsibility.

The motorcade drove along the road, with three cars in front and behind, and combat personnel providing support in the surroundings, giving Bob a strong sense of security.

He looked at the somewhat desolate streets; just two or three days of fighting had left the streets of the old city with far fewer pedestrians.

In street fighting, it was inevitable that some would be accidentally injured. To avoid being injured or even killed over matters unrelated to them, people in the city now went out as little as possible.

Before he arrived, the mayor had already spoken with him, telling him to resolve this problem as soon as possible—whether by negotiating peace with the Lansi family or by fighting a decisive battle—it was best to resolve these issues quickly rather than dragging them out.

The dividends brought by the victory in the war were still exerting their strongest effect, and other cities were developing rapidly. If the old city stopped, its status within Jin State would drop step by step.

This was something the mayor was unwilling to accept. The mayor also told him that the governor was also watching the situation here. If they dragged this war out for too long, the government force would intervene.

Staring blankly at the street scene outside the window until he couldn't see any buildings, only dense plants, he finally came to his senses and realized he had returned to the manor.

Now, under his leadership, the Perez family had implemented a "contraction tactic." Everyone gathered in their own territory, consolidating their power without dispersing, giving the Lansi family no opportunity to attack them individually.

This plan had already achieved good results; now, the next step was to consider how to counterattack.

Returning to that familiar room, the moment Bob walked in from outside, everyone—whether sitting or standing—immediately stood up, adjusting their attire while focusing their attention on Bob.

He raised his hand in a gesture to settle them, nodded slightly, and then walked over to the vacant sofa and sat down.

He used to be one of these people, but now, he was in another, higher realm.

"Fran's condition is not good. He had half a lung removed. Now, let alone doing any heavy physical work, even walking is a troublesome matter."

"He needs oxygen twenty-four hours a day and needs to use a wheelchair. Considering the possibility of sudden accidents, he will remain in the hospital until he has fully recovered."

"I have discussed it with him, and he agrees that during his recuperation, I will preside over the family's work."

When he said this, Bob paused. He looked at the few people among them who clearly didn't get along with him, including Fran's eldest son.

The relationship between Fran and his eldest son was actually not good.

A person obsessed with power, always living in the glory and honor he created for himself, he had seemed somewhat indifferent to his family since he was young.

This also led to the fact that his relationship with all his children was actually not very good.

He would even be on guard against his children many times, fearing they might do something to gain the power in his hands. One could only say that Fran's brain was indeed a bit off sometimes, or perhaps he thought too much.

Despite this, Fran's children still considered themselves "family heirs," especially the eldest son, who was also a high-ranking direct cadre in the family and would participate in the discussion and decision-making of family affairs on weekdays.

He was very dissatisfied with Bob bypassing him to preside over the work.

However, he himself was also very clear that perhaps this was what Fran wanted.

If he, Fran's eldest son, were to preside over the work, then whether Fran could return would be a question mark.

But with Bob presiding over the work, Fran would definitely return. Whether it was Bob or Fran's son, they all needed Fran to be alive, but not to interfere with family affairs.

These past few days, after these people who opposed him met his gaze, they all took the initiative to turn their heads to look elsewhere. They didn't compromise, but they weren't as resistant as they had been the previous two days.

Bob was already very satisfied with this result. He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa. "Our strategy these past two days has achieved good results; they clearly can't fight anymore. Now, what we need to consider is how to counterattack."

After saying this, he left people time to use their brains and think. "We can't let ourselves remain in a passive position forever. At the same time, we are also facing a rather thorny problem."

"The Lansi family's core industry is not in Jin State, nor is it even in the federal middle region. Their core industry is in the south of the federation, in Likai State."

"This reminds me of the war that just ended. The federation participated in the war outside its own territory. No matter how tragic the war was, it ultimately wouldn't affect the people and things in the federal territory."

"Outside the battlefields where those shells and bullets flew everywhere, it was the normal life of the federal people, just like what we are facing now."

"The war is happening on our own territory!" His fingers curled up, tapping the dark red wooden sofa armrest with his knuckles, making a very heavy knocking sound.

"No matter if we win or lose, what is ultimately destroyed is our territory. The mayor has already called me and talked to me about this matter."

"And starting from yesterday, we discovered that those attackers from the Lansi family have disappeared."

"Someone in this city has stood on their side, helping them hide these people. Of course, we will consider this matter later."

"Now what I'm thinking is, since he can deal with us, why can't we deal with them?"

The people in the room looked at Bob with solemn expressions. Bob always played such a role; he was very resourceful and could always find some words that Fran liked to hear, but they were also very useful and effective words.

This was perhaps why he was valued by Fran: capable and good at speaking. No ruler would miss such a person.

His gaze swept around, lingering on each person's face one by one before moving away. "We are going to attack their territory and let the losses happen on their territory!"

"The Lansi family's industry is mainly concentrated in Jincheng and the Lawrence Farm."

"The situation in Jincheng is more complex. They have a very reliable intelligence network, and it is difficult for our people to get in on a large scale."

"If too few get in, it won't have any effect."

"If too many get in, it will attract their attention before we can even act."

"Attacking Jincheng is not a good choice, so my idea is the Lawrence Farm."

He said this while having his capable assistant take out several identical materials, letting the high-ranking cadres present pass them around.

"The Lawrence Farm has the Lansi family's most core business, the winery. We all know that their biggest income comes from two things."

"Casinos and wineries."

"Casinos are related to some complex things, and it's not easy for us to touch them, but the winery is fine."

"My plan is for us to arrange a group of people to take the small path and head straight to the Lawrence Farm to attack this place and cut off their alcohol production."

"The blow to Lansi and the Lansi family will be huge!"

"Discuss it among yourselves." He said this while lighting a cigarette and having someone pour him a glass of wine. The gentlemen in the room began to seriously discuss the possibility of this plan.

Sometimes Bob did have a bit of cleverness. If they could really attack the Lawrence Farm, it would indeed cause huge trouble for Lansi, after all, alcohol was now the Lansi family's primary source of income.

But the reason it was "cleverness" was that he thought of the Lawrence Farm too simply.

The fact that Lansi could put the winery on the farm instead of Jincheng or somewhere outside Jincheng showed that the farm was safer than those places.

But in Bob's eyes, he thought the reason Lansi chose the farm was just that the farm was more secretive.

Whether the winery was in the city or in the suburbs, no matter where it was placed, it was a big target.

He had been to the winery in the north. When he went to pick up goods, he could smell the odor produced by the fermentation of brewing materials from about three or four hundred meters away, as well as the huge water vapor emitted during distillation.

In summer or when the wind was strong, it might not be so obvious, but once it reached winter, it couldn't be hidden at all.

On the contrary, the farm was far away from the city, and one could even say it was far away from the highway. Whether it was winter or summer, it wouldn't affect people.

As for whether Lansi would deploy a large number of people on the farm, Bob held a positive view, but he wasn't afraid. Gang warfare wasn't playing house, nor was it a game of comparing cards; it was a real, bloody fight.

People discussed for a good while, and basically, there were no objections. They were very supportive of the idea of not fighting on "home soil."

Seeing that everyone didn't object, Bob nodded. "Very good. Besides this matter, some of our industries have been occupied by people from the Lansi family. Next, we are going to take these industries back."

"Gentlemen, every day they occupy those industries is equivalent to slapping us hard in the face in front of the whole old city, the entire Jin State, and even the entire federation!"

"I want you all to mobilize the power in your hands, use absolute power to counterattack, kill them, and take these industries back!"

He clenched his fist and waved it, which gave his words a strong sense of power.

The people around nodded in agreement with this idea. If one's territory was snatched away by others, it should be snatched back; this was the principle of gang life.

"Very good. If no one objects, next I will allocate the work..."

He divided these people into two parts. One part would take people straight to the Lawrence Farm, set fire to destroy the winery and the farm, and force Lansi's power to contract back.

The other part of the power would begin to counterattack the Lansi family members in the old city and take back the industries that had already been occupied.

The next few days or even one or two weeks would definitely be a time of blood and rain.

But all this was necessary. Once they achieved these two goals, they would take action against Jincheng and wipe the Lansi family completely off the map of the federation!

Bob wanted to make Lansi and his people realize that gangs and gangs were different.

While Bob was planning the scheme to deal with Lansi and the Lansi family, Lansi wasn't idle either.

He was taking a car to Xinjin City. He was going to return to Xinjin City to sit in the "rear." Of course, before that, he had to arrange various matters in Likai State.

The three old gentlemen knew that the fighting between the Lansi family and the Perez family had already reached a white-hot stage and even took the initiative to offer help, but they were rejected by Lansi.

Lansi told them to just look after the entire farm well and not give those people any opportunity.

It was now mid-to-late July, early August; there wasn't much time left until the harvest day.

At this critical time, the more one needed to pay attention to protection. Regarding this, the three old gentlemen all expressed that they could absolutely guarantee that no accidents would happen on the farm.

As for Jincheng, it went without saying. Burton's "defense network" was still continuously taking effect, and it wasn't just Jincheng; it had gradually spread to the surrounding cities, forming an intelligence network that covered most of Likai State.

It was almost impossible to enter these cities silently. Plus, this was the Lansi family's base camp. Although a large group of people had been mobilized to leave, there were still enough people—

Except for the Lansi family, all gangs in Likai State would be under the control of the Lansi family. Whether they were willing or not, as long as Lansi's phone call went through, they had to provide people and effort.

If they didn't come, that was fine. Once they came, they would know what a "meat grinder battlefield" was! For several consecutive days, the sound of fighting in the old city became intense again. People from the Perez family began to attack the industries that had been taken away, and the battle was very intense.

Even during the day, one could often hear gunfire.

Bob stood by the window, looking out at the city silhouette in the distance. He held a cigar in his hand, and the large gold ring on his index finger emitted a golden halo in the reflection of the glass window.

He stood there watching for a while, his brows locked. The counterattack these past few days hadn't achieved the results he had imagined, and his mood also became bad.

Today's sky was very dark, covered by dark clouds, and one didn't know when a heavy rainstorm would start.

Summer is just like this; the weather is always fickle, making it impossible for people to figure out.

In the morning, it was still a clear sky, but in the afternoon, it began to become gloomy. By this time, the sky had turned dark.

The office door was pushed open with a "bang." He turned his head to look at the high-ranking family cadre who walked in from outside. He was also a direct member, considered his cousin.

"What's wrong?" He looked at this cousin. In his impression, this cousin's ability was still worth affirming.

After all, in such a huge family, being able to become a high-ranking cadre as a direct member wasn't something that could be decided by the closeness of blood relations.

A person like Fran, except for being a bit subjective when facing his own problems, was still a very good person when facing family affairs.

He wouldn't let an idiot who couldn't do anything occupy an important position; otherwise, the Perez family would have been all direct members long ago.

"These police, Bob, have these police already been bought off?" The cousin with golden short hair sat down after coming in and slapped the coffee table, shouting.

"These sons of bitches, fuck!"

"My people just started acting not long ago, and the police came over and arrested them all, do you know that?"

"I heard that it's not just my side; the same problem appeared on other people's sides too. As long as the fighting is slightly intense, the police immediately come out to arrest people."

"They must have gotten together with the Lansi family. This son of a bitch, he forgot who the master of this city is!"

The son of a bitch in his mouth was definitely Hel, the police chief.

Only he had the qualification and power to make the police do this.

This wasn't the first time Bob had heard this, but he still frowned. "I've already called Hel. He said the exchange of fire was too intense, and many people called the police, so he couldn't just ignore it."

"In a few days, those people will be released by him."

The voice of the cousin with short hair became louder again. "And then?"

"And then we go to attack again, and he arrests us again?"

"Bob, this son of a bitch is definitely in the same group as the Lansi family. Find a way to finish him off!"

"He has already affected our revenge!"

Bob didn't answer him immediately but was thinking about the consequences of doing so.

During the fighting, if they finished off the police chief, would it trigger a series of chain reactions? Looking at Bob who remained silent, his cousin couldn't accept it. "What are you afraid of?"

"Finish him off and say it was done by the Lansi family. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, his relationship with us is not bad."

"I believe people are willing to believe this point!"

Bob's eyes lit up. This was indeed a good method.

He thought for a moment and said, "I'll contact Hel, let him come over once, and then on his way back, I'll arrange for people to finish him off."

"Indeed, we should let people feel our anger through some means!"

"You gave me a good suggestion."

Perhaps because he knew the fate of this son of a bitch police chief, the cousin's mood gradually stabilized. He lit a cigarette. "How are the brothers who went to Likai State?"

Bob raised his wrist and glanced at the calendar on his watch. "They should arrive there in these two days. Specific news hasn't been sent back yet..." ===== CHAPTER 1104 =====