Chapter 1156: The Trouble with People

Wherever there are people, there will inevitably be conflict.

You like to put a pot of flowers on the windowsill, while I just like to place a sculpture there.

People's thoughts are always difficult to keep in absolute alignment; there will always be some small differences, and these differences are the key points that trigger contradictions and conflicts.

People like those who are relatively gentle, because being with people who have a non-aggressive personality feels very relaxed.

But being with those who have an aggressive personality is very tiring; you never know if the last sentence they said to you was just to express their thoughts, or if it was a probe against you.

These problems can exist between ordinary people, let alone when so many gangs are gathered together.

Some people don't really like Lans's style; everyone is a gang member, everyone is a villain, and they feel that Lans has placed himself in a higher position, which makes them dislike him.

There are certainly more than one or two people who don't like him, and once these people become numerous, they will develop a false perception, which is that they are very strong.

In reality, they are not strong at all. Under the instigation and urging of others with ulterior motives, two guys with relatively hot tempers eventually ran to the casino, and without even knowing it themselves, they were egged on by the people around them, ultimately causing trouble.

"What do you think Lans will do?" The leaders of the four major families sat together in the room. The incident that happened in the casino was also quickly passed to their ears.

Shi Diwen is the youngest here. If his father hadn't had an accident, he might still be engaged in the things he likes now.

In terms of his hobbies, he and Lans certainly have some things they can talk about. He likes making movies and has a special fondness for them; he even has his own film company and has shot a few movies.

It's just a pity that before he could become a well-known major producer, he had to return to the family to inherit a huge gang family.

He sat at the edge of the table, rummaging through the fruit basket for those cherries, and while eating until his lips turned red, he said, "I think he should handle it officially."

"Although I am not familiar with him, based on my understanding of the things he has done, whether this time is a probe or an accident, they will not get the result they want."

What result do "they" want?

They want Lans to exempt those two idiots to make Lans make a statement—a statement that Lans and them, and the entire federal underworld, are one and the same.

There has never been a lack of smart people in this world, just as there has never been a lack of idiots.

Even if the sun is about to rise, there are still people praising the darkness at this moment.

If Lans pardons these two people who are causing trouble on his turf, then they will talk to Lans about more things.

Although the five major families of the past established the rules of the entire federal underground world on the surface, in reality, these rules also need people to follow them; that is the rule of the entire underground world.

These rules are not just beneficial to themselves, but beneficial to everyone. They are just the largest ones among the gangs, but they are definitely not in an absolute dominant position.

So when these small gangs unite, they can ignore them, but they won't take the initiative to confront them.

Kai Wen laughed twice; he seemed to have some different views, but he didn't say them out, just using these laughs to express them.

Ke Angel Lake turned to look at him, "Do you think he will compromise?"

Kai Wen curled his lips; for an old man to do this action is actually a bit funny, "If he wants to fill the vacancy of the Peiman family, go further in prestige, and become one of the new 'five major families', he needs to get the support of these small gangs."

"If they all strongly oppose it, even if we agree, there is no way."

Ke Angel Lake frowned, "Actually, I have a feeling that he won't care about this title, this glory."

At the same time, some gang leaders, and gang leaders in the same state as the two idiots who were caught, also found Lans.

Looking at these people, the "not good people at first glance" temperament they showed was very strong. If it were an ordinary person, they might feel a little pressure, but Lans is not an ordinary person.

"... If someone messes around on your turf, I believe you will also act according to your rules."

"Gentlemen, this is my turf. Here, I have the final say!"

"You can dislike the rules I set, and you can dislike me and my family, but don't violate them."

"If someone violates them, then I will do things according to my rules."

A guy who looked tall and strong with a fleshy face walked out of the crowd with a smile, "Mr. Lans, the two of them just have bad tempers. I believe they have calmed down now."

"I can let them apologize to the customer who was beaten, and actively compensate. I guarantee that the customer will be very satisfied with everything he is about to get!"

Lans stared at this guy, watching for more than ten seconds. When the other party's smile began to stiffen, he shook his head, "I said, here, my rules come first."

The fleshy-faced guy was suddenly a little annoyed. He felt that his face had been slapped by Lans. He looked back at the people standing behind him, "Can there be no exceptions?"

Lans shook his head, "If there is nothing else, you can go back."

"There are activities in the afternoon. You can go and prepare, or walk around. Don't waste time here."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, but this fleshy-faced guy actually wanted to chase after him. He was immediately stopped by someone. He shouted across the people between him and Lans, "Mr. Lans, we respect you very much, but we hope you can also set an example of being respected by us!"

"I haven't received any higher education, so I might speak more directly. We give you face, and we hope you can give us face."

Lans turned his head and looked at him with a slightly strange expression, "You'd better not give me face. I'm not very interested in your face either."

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back. He didn't know who instigated these people, and he didn't really care.

In fact, even if these people didn't show some "disagreement" with him now, he would find a way to find one or two targets at the meeting this afternoon.

Senator Maple Yuan was worried that he would really get mixed up with these people and give people a handle.

But if he had a direct frontal conflict with these people, he could show people that he was not in the same group as them.

Sometimes it's not important what you say; what you do is the most important.

But sometimes it's the other way around; no one cares what you actually did, they just want to hear what they want to hear from your mouth.

Returning to the inner room of the casino, Lans had someone push the wheelchair of that unlucky guy and came to a room with him.

Two gang leaders were smoking here with gloomy faces. They were indeed a bit impulsive, but the nasty words around them gradually made them lose emotional control.

Especially that idiot who was always going against them, and winning more than losing.

Anyone who likes to gamble in a casino can't stand this the most.

"What do you think will happen next?", one of them asked.

The two were brothers, one was the gang leader, and the other was his deputy, and their tempers were equally bad.

When they were young, in their youth, the federal society was very chaotic.

Sometimes gang rampant cannot be said to be the problem of these people; in fact, it is a social problem.

When an ordinary person does not take the initiative to provoke others, they will be targeted and hurt by others, so they must think of ways to protect their own rights and interests.

And joining a gang is the simplest and most direct way.

As long as you join a gang, you won't be bullied, and you can even bully others.

Only by showing toughness, or even arrogance, can you not be coveted in society.

The older brother, who was the gang leader, snorted coldly, "What else can happen?"

"Nothing more than apologizing to that big nose (the customer they stabbed). I don't like this guy Lans White. He is not the same as us."

"Whether it's his style of doing things or everything here, it's telling me that this is an alien!"

He couldn't think of anyone who would offend other gang leaders for the sake of their own customers. If this happened on his turf, he would only say that the person who was beaten deserved it, and even find someone to deal with this trouble to avoid causing subsequent trouble.

But here, they were "invited" to this room, saying they were waiting for Lans to come and find them.

His younger brother sighed, "If that's really the case, then I'll do the talking when we apologize later, and you just shut your mouth."

He was afraid that his brother's temper would flare up again, making things more unpleasant.

Before, it was just aimed at the players at the gambling table. If it was ugly, it was ugly. There was no such thing as who didn't give who face.

But if they still made a scene in front of Lans, that would really be not giving Lans face.

His older brother obviously knew this too, just snorted and stopped talking.

Not long after, the door of the room was opened, and Lans brought some people, as well as the guy who was stabbed in the thigh, in from outside.

Seeing these two bastards, the big-nosed customer looked very excited, "Mr. Lans, it's them, it's them!"

Lans nodded slightly, patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down, and then he looked at the two people in the room, "You stabbed my customer on my turf. You didn't take what I said to heart, and you didn't give me face."

As he was speaking, the younger brother of the two brothers took the initiative to stand out, "We are willing to compensate, Mr. Lans. Give him 20,000, and then I will apologize to him. Can we just let it go like this?"

He had a smile on his face, but Lans could clearly feel his unwillingness, and even a bit of resentment.

Lans looked at the older brother of the two brothers again, "You seem very unconvinced."

The younger brother was about to speak, but was preempted by his older brother, "Lans, this is just a small matter. If you have to do this, isn't it too much?"

"I know you want to establish your prestige, but it shouldn't be used on our brothers."

"It was just a beating. We are already willing to compensate and apologize. What else do you want?"

He widened his eyes and stared at Lans with an angry look, as if Lans was the culprit of all this.

Lans pursed his lips, "You got one thing wrong."

"If breaking my rules here can be solved by just apologizing and then compensating, then who will follow these rules?"

"There are far more people in this world richer than you. If every rich person messes around like this, who will believe what I say in the future?"

"Since you violated my rules here, you must accept my punishment."

The older brother of the brothers obviously had a worse temper. He seemed to be inexplicably unafraid of Lans turning against him and walked in front of him, almost touching Lans, and asked in a slightly arrogant voice face-to-face, "Do you want to kill me, damn it?"

Lans smiled and shook his head, but the next second he suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's hair, running and using the strength of his whole body to drag him toward the wall next to him, and then let his head hit the wall hard.

With a thud, everyone reacted. The younger brother of the two brothers was just about to make a move, but was pointed at by several guns at the same time, not daring to move, and could only stare at those people.

By the wall, Lans kept grabbing the guy's hair and hitting his head against the wall.

He didn't react during the first collision and was hit dizzy directly. Now it's hard to resist.

He could only wave his arms wildly to try to keep his head from having intimate contact with the wall, but as long as he did this, Lans's fist would land on his face.

When his arms went to cover his face, Lans's hand grabbing his hair would exert force, making him hit the wall again.

Over the years, even though Lans has not often been actively fighting on the front line, he still maintains a very good exercise habit. Every morning, or when he has time, he will exercise. His body is at the peak of his life.

Blood soon stained the wall, and the idiot's mouth and nose were also punched hard by Lans several times. He bent down, face down, and blood kept dripping onto the ground.

Lans was also slightly panting. Perhaps because the other party had been in defense, his physical strength was better preserved, and the range of his struggle became larger.

He cursed Lans while struggling, still trying to fight back.

Lans suddenly pushed him forward, turned around and took a claw hammer from the hands of the person behind him, and walked to his older brother in big strides amidst the exclamation of the younger brother of the two brothers, and hit his head hard.

It was a sound that made people's teeth ache. A claw hammer is basically not used to deal with bones. Even if the human skull is very hard, it is just like that in front of a claw hammer.

With a muffled thud, the gang leader bent down, stretched his hands straight, and fell backward trembling like this.

Blood splashed on Lans's face, but Lans had no intention of wiping it. He chased forward a few steps, and raised the thing in his hand high again at the guy who was already lying on the ground, his eyes a bit scattered, but obviously still conscious, wanting to defend, but unable to control his arms.

His younger brother ran toward this side, but did not succeed. When he moved, he was pounced on and pressed to the ground by several young people, struggling bitterly.

"We accept all punishments, Mr. Lans, no matter what, we accept!"

He begged loudly, trying to let Lans let his brother go, but Lans just bent down, raised the claw hammer in his hand high, turned his head sideways and looked at him.

The face splashed with some blood was full of indifferent expressions, and his eyes were like looking at the animals waiting to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse.

The next second, he turned his head, the hammer fell hard, with a thud, and accompanied by the sound of something breaking, the idiot's body began to tremble violently.

Then the second time, the third time...

The thumping sound of knocking turned into the sound of slapping the water surface or things rich in moisture. Lans slowly straightened his waist and looked at the guy on the other side who was pressed to the ground and still struggling constantly.

He spat, handed the hammer to Hiram, and then made a "kill him" gesture.

Then he took a towel from Mero's hand, and walked to the customer who had completely... turned into wood, wiping his hands while saying, "Hope I didn't scare you."

"Originally, my idea was just to smash their hands, but you saw...", he also turned to look at Hiram who was waving the hammer, blood splashed everywhere, "They were not only unconvinced, but also planned to resist. What I can't tolerate most is that after breaking my rules, they still don't know how to repent!"

"Is there blood on my face?", Lans asked.

The customer whose soul had already left his body suddenly shivered, and he looked at Lans's face with some horror.

Very handsome, and has a charming temperament after the precipitation of time, but some star-like blood stains destroyed his image.

"Yes, yes, yes, here...", he made a comparison on his own face. Lans said "Thank you", and then quickly cleaned up the blood on his face.

In the process of him wiping the blood, the two corpses were already completely motionless. Their emotions were very stable, lying there, and blood slowly flowed out from their wounds.

This made the customer not even dare to breathe, and he didn't even have the thought of nausea, just hoping to leave here as soon as possible.

Lans took a paper bag from Mero's hand and handed it over, "Here is 10,000 in chips. I hope you won't be disappointed in our casino because of this little unpleasantness. We still welcome you to play here with great enthusiasm."

"As for this unpleasantness, let it pass!"

"I hope you can be more tolerant and forgive them."

The customer nodded repeatedly, "You are right, Mr. Lans, I have already forgiven them!"

(End of chapter)