Chapter 1131
Fran had left, and Bob sat in the chair that only Fran could sit in. He patted the leather armrest, but there was not much relaxation and happiness in his heart.
Although he became the new head of the Perez family, the challenges he faced were indeed unprecedented.
There were not many people left in the room. It was not like in the past, when Fran was just sitting here, the room would be crowded with direct members of the family, and some people might not be able to squeeze in outside the door.
But now, the empty room made everyone clearly realize that the glory of the family was moving away from them.
"Are they smooth?", Bob pursed his lips. He didn't go to see Fran off when he left. He had to reorganize and arrange things related to the family.
But he let his son go to see him off, representing him, which can also be considered as a confirmation of some kind of split in the family.
His son nodded, "They left very quickly, without any nostalgia."
When Bob heard these words, the feeling in his heart was a bit complicated. He was contradictory.
He hoped that Fran would be a little nostalgic, so that at least it would prove that what he held in his hands now was something he was reluctant to part with.
But he didn't hope that Fran would be difficult to part with. After all, the power of the family had now entered his hands.
He sat there, dazed for a while, and then there was focus in his eyes again.
"How is the situation outside now?", he asked.
These people had been entrusted with important tasks by him again, and he even promoted some branch members.
The people in the room were all looking at each other. They couldn't get any news at all now.
Fran's departure represented the blockage and disconnection of the news channel from the high level of the outside world. They could only think of ways to hear some things from society, from the mouths of those they could contact.
But it was a pity that those Bob could contact, such as the mayor, couldn't tell Bob anything.
Losing Fran, the entire Perez family was like a deaf person, a blind person, unable to see or hear.
Looking at the dull expressions of these people, Bob suddenly had some regret. Perhaps he should have left too, instead of staying behind.
But this little bit of regret soon dissipated, replaced by a kind of firmness.
He firmly believed that he could accomplish things that even Fran couldn't!
"Alright, no matter what it's like outside, we must increase our vigilance."
"Some new brothers might not be very clear about what happened, so I will say it simply here."
He told what happened during this period. These family members who had just been promoted from the branch to the direct line all widened their eyes. At this very moment, they realized that the family was facing a huge crisis.
What made them even more unacceptable was that Fran had actually run away with a batch of people.
Immediately, a younger person stood up and questioned loudly, "Then what are we?"
"Abandoned chess pieces?"
"Or crops waiting to be harvested?"
This sentence triggered the resonance of some people. They all looked at Bob, which also brought great pressure to Bob.
He pursed his lips, "We are not abandoned chess pieces, nor are we crops waiting to be harvested. We are brave fighters!"
"This is a huge crisis for the family, but in my eyes, it is also our huge opportunity."
"To use a sentence they often say, the Perez family has already decayed!"
If Fran were here, he would absolutely not dare to say these words. If the Perez family decayed, then who decayed, who caused it?
Undoubtedly, it was Fran. He didn't dare to say it.
But Fran had already left. He began to hold power, so he could say it, "We should give more opportunities to everyone. The Perez family is not a family of a small group, it is the home of all of us."
"If we can grasp this opportunity, the Perez family will also welcome a rebirth!"
"So, I hope each of you can work hard with me to realize this grand goal!"
"I can guarantee that the share belonging to you, whether it is power, wealth, status, or anything else, will be handed over to you without missing a cent."
Hearing Bob say this, the expressions of the people changed slightly. Only they themselves know how high the income of a criminal group is.
Especially in the past few years, their income was much higher than some listed companies, but in the past, this money was mainly concentrated in Fran's hands.
About sixty percent was sent to those big shots and umbrellas through various channels.
To ensure the healthy development of the family, but in fact, this money is meaningless. Through this incident, it can be seen that those umbrellas took the money but didn't actually do things.
Small things, the Perez family could handle them themselves, and those they couldn't handle, those people couldn't handle either.
It would be better not to give them this money from the beginning. Anyway, they didn't do anything.
Of the remaining forty percent, Fran would take away about twenty percent. Of the remaining twenty percent, only eight percent could be distributed to the branch, and the direct line had twelve percent.
It looks reasonable?
But whether it is reasonable, and whether the money transported out of the benefits was really sent out, only Fran knows, and it is not transparent at all.
Bob's new policy now allows people of every level in the family to get a large sum of money. Benefits are the things that can truly incite people's hearts.
The original restlessness was suppressed by benefits at this moment.
"What should we do next?", someone asked.
Bob pondered slightly, "Two steps."
"The first step is to integrate the family's property and hide a part of it first, as a potential for rising again if we fail."
"With money, wanting to rebuild the family is not that difficult, and... even if we don't plan to rebuild the family in the future, this money can make us live very easily."
The people in the room nodded. They didn't know how much property the family had now, but tens of millions were always there. These properties, including real estate, changing property rights or directly cashing out, could hide this wealth.
"The second step is to continue to gather our manpower. What we need to do now is not to take back the industry that the Lans family snatched from us, but to try our best not to appear in front of them."
"At the same time, we must also guard against a sudden attack by the Lans family."
"To put it more bluntly, it is to watch their actions, and then consider what we should do."
"Remember, be low-key!"
Things are easy to say, but in specific operation, it is still a very complicated thing. There are many fragmented things that need to be handled one by one.
But Bob didn't know that not long ago, a public speech by Mr. Potter had already placed them on the execution rack, without giving them any retreat.
Even if some people knew these things, their relationship with Bob wouldn't reach the point of calling Bob to tell him that something big was wrong.
They were all watching, all waiting. For these "guests," the friend who was originally sitting next to them was about to be served on the dining table. Not only did they not have any sadness, but they all drooled.
They only hoped that what Mr. Potter wanted was just the name, not all the profit.
If he also wanted profit, at least he would leave some for them!
Just when Bob was thinking about how Lans and the federal government planned to deal with them, Lans had already discussed the next action with Director Roland.
"First surround the Perez manor. We each send a part of the people, plus the local police, and then we rush in together, kill those miscellaneous fish, catch those big heads, and this matter is basically over."
"The rest is to find a way to pry out more evidence and testimony about their family's crimes through threats or the temptation of benefits. You should be very good at this, and it can also be used as a drill."
Lans said this with mockery in his eyes. Director Roland knew that Lans meant to let them practice first. Now they are not yet the opponents of Lans and the Lans family.
Director Roland didn't know what Lans's confidence was to make him constantly provoke himself, but he knew that this was indeed an opportunity. Lans was right.
The FBI had never handled such a big case since its establishment. This was a training opportunity for all senior agents and supervisors.
Applying things they had only mastered in theory to practice, preparing for the FBI to continue to gain more power in the future.
So even if he could see that this was Lans's provocation and mockery, he didn't have any response, but nodded in agreement.
"Since there are no other problems, I'll go prepare.", Lans said, holding the armrest and standing up.
Director Roland also stood up, and he took the initiative to walk over and shake hands with Lans, "Good, then we'll see you tomorrow."
"Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
Walking out of the house, Lans glanced at this inconspicuous old city FBI after getting into the car, and then said "Let's go," and the motorcade moved slowly.
Now, he needs to "change clothes."
The federal government will not admit it, nor is it possible for people to find out that they are cooperating with gangs, even if there is no actual evidence to accuse the Lans family of being a gang so far.
They are at most an energetic violent group. Except for selling alcohol, they basically don't do any criminal business that gangs do.
But even so, society generally believes that the Lans family is a gang.
On that side, Mr. Potter is still talking about de-gangsterization, and on this side, the FBI is cooperating with gangs to eliminate the Perez family. This will only make himself look like a clown.
So this time, the Lans family's operation will all be replaced with police uniforms. From the surface, this will be a cooperation between two law enforcement departments.
Under the guidance and requirements of Mr. Potter, they implemented a surgical-like precise strike on the Perez family, which had been rampant in the central region of the Federation for many years, quickly arrested the heads of the Perez family, and obtained a large amount of evidence from the manor...
Without waiting for things to happen, Lans, including some people, already knew what the next news would be like.
Politics is sometimes very complicated, but sometimes, it is also traceable.
Throughout the day, the old city was as calm as if the rumors about the Perez family were fake.
In the evening, after finishing a day's work and returning home exhausted, Bob leaned on the sofa. He was very tired now.
But the work was not over yet. His son also returned from outside. Looking at this son, he beckoned to him and asked him to sit down beside him.
"Take your mother and your sisters and leave here. Leave with other identities."
His son was stunned for a moment, and then frowned, "I can do something for the family!"
Bob looked at him, "What can you do?"
Before his son could answer, he continued, "You can't do anything, and you can't do it. This incident is very dangerous. I have a premonition that the Perez family can't hold on."
"Once such a thing happens, they will definitely liquidate everyone."
"As long as you are a family member, even if you haven't done bad things, you can't run away."
Those big shots, those big shots who have a certain connection with the Perez family, although they cannot protect the Perez family, they can intervene to accelerate the death of the Perez family, and it is total annihilation.
Only when everyone is finished will they not worry about some handles falling into others' hands, and at this moment Bob has vaguely had some cognition.
Those who do things, such as Lans, they will acquiesce to those people taking action against them, because their goals do not conflict.
Lans wants to destroy the Perez family, while others need everyone to shut up, and then they will divide the Perez family's industry.
He will resist, he will bravely stand up and resist, but this does not mean that he will definitely win.
"If... we have some accidents, you must take your mother and your sisters and live well. Don't think about revenge for us, and don't think about rebuilding the family."
"That money is enough for you to live a wealthy life."
His hand pressed on his son's shoulder and squeezed hard, "Be obedient!"
"I beg you, take good care of them!"
Bob, who had never spoken like this, suddenly said this. His son promised after being silent for a while, which made Bob breathe a sigh of relief, "Go do it immediately."
Watching his son leave, Bob supported his exhausted body and returned to the study. After hesitating again and again, he dialed the phone of the McCauley family.
The McCauley family is one of the five major families of federal gangs, and their relationship with the Perez family is still good, mainly because they are not that close, and there is no conflict in business and interests.
All those with contradictions are in front of their eyes, by their side. Perhaps this also proves the gold content of the sentence "distance produces beauty" from another angle.
The one currently in charge of McCauley is Clark, a guy who looks a bit old-fashioned and looks very much like a positive character.
Among the five major families, the McCauley family is the gang most keen on doing charity.
Of course, they have done plenty of burning, killing, and looting in secret, but on the surface, Clark is a philanthropist, an entrepreneur. Fran and Bob often mentioned this person when chatting.
Fran felt that Clark was a very smart person. He was hypocritical and would disguise himself. Anyone who met him for the first time would find it difficult to associate him with a gang leader.
But only those who deeply understand him will know how holy he is on the surface and how ruthless he is in secret!
Clark was a bit surprised to receive Bob's call, but he still greeted him with a smile, "Where is Fran?"
"Fran went out for recuperation temporarily. You know, he just finished the transplant surgery."
Clark was a bit emotional, "This is really too early. For him, this should be very painful, both physically and mentally, and he has suffered heavy damage."
"I hope he can recover. After all, our generation of friends is getting fewer and fewer."
"Then... Bob, you called me, what do you want to tell me?"
Bob sighed, "Clark, you know our situation is very bad now. My idea is... can I ask you, and the other three families, to speak for us to Lans and those people above?"
"I know they are very angry about our behavior of taking action in New Jincheng. I can guarantee that I didn't know there was a Department of Defense official in the car before this."
"I can hand over some gunmen, and some 'planners', let them take the blame, just like before."
"I can also compensate them with money as much as possible, or something else. As long as they name a price, I will satisfy them!"
"I want an opportunity."
Clark was silent for a while after listening, "Bob, if it were other things, I would help you if I could. After all, for the sake of us being so familiar."
"But this matter... honestly, it's a bit beyond my ability. However, I will help you ask, but just ask, don't hold too much hope."
Bob immediately thanked him, "Even if it's just asking, because I am very grateful for your help at this time."
"Clark, the rise of the Lans family is a huge threat to each of us."
"We should unite, otherwise what happened to us today might happen to you in the future."
"In short, thank you for being able to help me. If you need anything from me, call me."
Clark said some agreeing words, and then put down the phone. When he put down the phone, he shook his head.
The guy on the other side of the table asked, "Was it Bob's call?"
Clark laughed twice, "A guy who can't see the situation clearly."
His friend asked, "Then are you going to do anything for him?"
Clark shook his head, "No, I don't plan to do anything for him. Now they are a red-hot soldering iron. Whoever touches it will be scalded."
"Mr. Potter has already sentenced them to death, but he still wants to struggle. Getting involved at this time, even if it's me, the probability of not coming out is very high!"
His friend suddenly became interested, "So the Perez family is going to be finished?"
Clark sighed, "Yes, they are finished!"
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