Chapter 118: Friends, Brothers, Relatives

The atmosphere was very oppressive.

Actually, a bullet is also a kind of gift. As long as it is a gift, it will produce a meaning similar to "gift message" in the process of giving.

Like giving chocolate, it is like a disguised confession.

Then giving a bullet also has meaning. Its meaning is "you will die from a bullet," which is mostly used as a "death threat."

When Lanse put this bullet on the banknotes, Officer Felun suddenly came back to his senses. Greed was repelled by reason. He even felt a bit horrified!

"Lanse..." His expression was a bit ugly, "I am a police officer!"

Lanse shook his head slightly, "Yes, but you ignored some problems."

"You are first a person, then you have a family, and finally you are a police officer."

"Are you threatening me?" Officer Felun felt a bit incredible. Although Federal police are often threatened, he still felt incredible.

Lanse was still so calm, and no emotional fluctuation could be seen, "You can think this is a threat, or you can think this is a warning."

"You can accept the money, we continue to be friends, I believe you can get more from me."

"Friendship, or something else."

"Or let me put these things away, and then leave."

"I want to be friends with you, Felun, but you don't seem to think so."

The two looked at each other without giving way. From Lanse's calm and composed eyes, he saw some hidden bad things.

People always have to consider many things when encountering major dangers—family, wife, children, and his life that is still considered happy now.

The more things you consider, the more you feel... some things don't need to be brought to a point where there is no room for maneuver.

When a person's thinking is no longer firm and moving forward, there will be a moment of hesitation, and he will make concessions, continuous concessions.

He opened his hands, avoided the tit-for-tat, and his eyes also moved away, no longer facing Lanse's gaze, "You might have misunderstood me. I just think... we are friends, there is no need..." His hands circled in front of him, "You know, helping each other between friends is what should be done."

Lanse smiled and put away the bullet, then counted two more 10-dollar bills, added up to 100 dollars, and pushed it over, "You deserve this friendship, Felun. Can I call you that?"

"Of course, Lanse, just like I call you that. This is the address between friends."

Lanse gave another 20 dollars. Although there was still a small grudge in his heart, it had already been reduced a lot compared to just now.

He could keep 60 dollars for himself, and then give 40 dollars to his partner. Is 60 dollars a lot?

A month's legal income is not even enough to turn a corner. He can get about 300 dollars a month from the dirty money system of the precinct.

It seems that 60 dollars is only one-fifth, but he has actually obtained some from Lanse, plus the 60 now, which is also a large sum of income!

Looking at him putting the money into his pocket, Lanse nodded very satisfied. A police officer who is willing to be a friend is better than one who is not willing to be a friend, or one who is more greedy.

"Then tomorrow morning?"

People often make a compromise, and in order to strengthen their inner belief that this compromise is the correct choice, they walk more firmly on this road. "I will come to find you at eight o'clock, and then we will go together."

Lanse got up and shook hands with him, then signaled the boss who had prepared the takeaway to send it over, "Very good, I will wait for you in the office. These are for you and your partner to eat when you rest."

Looking at the handbag, Officer Felun's expression was very wonderful. Although he was threatened, he had to admit that Lanse did it very decently.

Added money, gave extra takeaway, although these things might not have such high value, they indeed made people have some good feelings.

"Thank you." This sentence was not against his will.

When Lanse came out of the coffee shop, he greeted another police officer in the police car, and the other party also smiled and welcomed him.

After Officer Felun went to the toilet and returned to the car, he handed the paper bag to his partner.

The partner asked curiously, "What did you talk about?"

In the police team system, a partner is definitely the most important partner, which relates to whether you can survive in some emergencies.

He explained simply, "So we have to get up early tomorrow morning and come here once."

His partner looked at him. He took out 60 dollars from his pocket, counted 30 dollars, and handed it over, "Your share."

His partner whistled, "Mr. Lanse is really generous!"

Officer Felun lit the fire and began to shift gears, "Who says it isn't?"

As for whether it is or not, only he knows.

After a night of fermentation, many people knew that Jamie was bullied on the docks, robbed of money by a guy named Johnny and his accomplices during work, and stripped of his clothes.

Many people were angry after hearing it and wanted to do something to vent the anger in their hearts. Federal people are really not things. Everyone is at the bottom, why can't they take care of each other, but instead persecute each other?

When they knew that Lanse was going to seek justice for Jamie, it was as if... coincidentally, early the next morning, they gathered outside Lanse's office.

Of course, it was not all of them, but at least there were 700 or 800 people here, and others were said to be outside the docks.

After Officer Felun's car slowly drove in, seeing so many workers wearing unified uniforms, and even some people staring at him with vicious eyes, he suddenly felt that the tens of dollars were a bit hot.

Hailamu picked him up at the door and walked in. At this time, the office was not working. If the workers wearing blue work uniforms outside made him feel tricky.

Then the twenty or so guys in the room wearing slim suits, windbreakers, pure red pocket squares, and unified iconic oily heads made him feel scared.

These people have killed people!

The first moment Officer Felun saw them, he found that kind of unscrupulous disregard for life from their expressions and eyes.

He had seen this kind of look in many murderers. Whether a person has killed a fellow human being, some things expressed cannot be hidden.

Disregarding life, and even faintly feeling that they are more... advanced than others, will be revealed from the inside out.

His palms were sweaty, and he quickly moved his eyes away. In his perception, only the fool who led the way for him looked like a good person.

Lanse sat in the innermost office. Hailamu knocked on the door and pushed it open, "Lanse is waiting for you inside."

Officer Felun nodded and even said thank you, "Trouble leading the way for me."

Hailamu shook his hair, and the long bangs that almost covered half of his face were shaken behind his ears, but began to slide down slowly, "You're welcome."

Officer Felun looked at the half-open door. He took off his hat and held it in his hand, then pushed the door and entered.

"Please sit!" Lanse signaled him to sit down. He obediently walked to a chair and sat down.

And took the initiative to say, "I told the radio station that I will patrol the docks this morning. No matter what happens, they will contact me as soon as possible."

"I have also arranged in the precinct. I told my colleagues that a relative of my wife might encounter some trouble and come in. They promised to arrange a safe room for him."

After Lanse finished listening, he said a sincere and sincere "Thank you." Looking at Officer Felun's desire to express something, he didn't give the other party a chance to speak, "I am not being polite, Felun."

"For me, everyone of them is my brother. If something happens to them, I will definitely help them unconditionally, no matter how much money I spend."

"I also hope that we can not only become friends, but also become brothers, but we don't know each other very well. We need some opportunities to increase our understanding of each other."

"I thank you for everything you have done for me and my brothers. I hope that in the future, this situation can also happen to us."

He paused, picked up the hat on the table, and then got up, "Let's go, don't let the brothers wait in a hurry!"

Officer Felun stood up quickly, "Yes, it's time to go."

When Lanse pushed the door and walked out, and Officer Felun followed behind him, the people in the office hall who were sitting or standing, wearing unified uniforms, all stood up. They waited for Lanse to follow Lanse one by one and walked out of the office.

When a group of people left the office and stood on the street outside the office, the originally noisy street suddenly became quiet. Officer Felun only felt his scalp slightly numb, and there was an indescribable emotion surging in his body.

There was excitement, but also fear. He looked at Lanse's eyes no longer because of his youth and despised him, and already had awe of power!

Lanse glanced at Jamie standing not far away, waved at him, "You are in the same car as me. Now, let us go to seek justice for you!"

The crowd began to disperse, but it gave people the illusion that power was gathering!

8:40, the peak period of work on the docks, Johnny was walking towards Pier 1 with his good brothers.

The fathers of these people were basically dock workers. They had no family property and wealth to pass on to these children, only the identity of workers.

But this is also a good inheritance, at least there is a job to do.

Because Johnny was strong, he had been a school bully since he was a child, until now.

A friend beside him was wearing Jamie's work clothes. They removed the nameplate on the chest, chatting while walking towards the door.

"When you rest at noon, you go with me to the ship-cleaning worker side and get a few more sets of clothes."

"Yesterday... (a local worker) talked to me, and he also wanted 10 sets of this work clothes. He can pay 80 cents a set."

"I think this is a money-making opportunity."

"There are at least 2,000 or 3,000 such people on the docks, which represents 2,000 or 3,000 dollars."

Someone beside him was a bit worried, "If we do too much, will it cause any unnecessary trouble?"

Johnny pushed his shoulder, and his voice became louder, "Hey, this is Jincheng, Federation. This is where we Federal people have the final say. At worst, we will have another protest."

"As long as they still want to make a living here, they have to endure it!"

"During the protest... wasn't it, these people are still working here now?"

They didn't do anything good during the protest, they just did bad things. Not only did no one come to trouble them, but those who were beaten by them also disappeared.

Doing bad things without paying any cost is the reason why they are becoming more and more arrogant.

Just like yesterday, they robbed Jamie and stripped his clothes. As a result?

The dock office didn't look for them, the police didn't look for them, but some fellow workers expressed that they hoped to pay to buy some work clothes from their pockets.

On this dock where the weak eat the strong, the fist is the truth!

A group of people came to the docks to change clothes and prepared to start work, suddenly seeing a large group of people wearing blue work clothes walking towards this side in the distance. The first one walking was Jamie.

Johnny was not afraid at all, and laughed and talked with the people beside him, and even took the initiative to walk towards Jamie.

He looked at the brand-new work clothes Jamie was wearing, and the people around him, and a kind of greed flowed in his eyes.

"Why, calling so many people over, do you want to hit me?" He was not afraid at all, and laughed arrogantly, "Tell you Imperial bastards, I am here today. As long as I am injured a little, I guarantee that you will all go to prison, and then get out of the Federation!"

Federal law to some extent fueled the malice of such evil people. Regardless of right or wrong, it is the fault of illegal immigrants, so he dared to be so arrogant.

Especially Imperial people.

If it were changed to Sumuli people, or others, he might not dare to do so, because there are many ruthless characters among those people, but Imperial people don't. They are as honest as God's lambs, and they can't do anything except bleating.

The arrogant laughter and the fact that Jamie and others didn't take further action made the people around Johnny laugh one after another.

They like this feeling, and feel very refreshing!

After laughing twice, seeing that Jamie didn't say anything, his laughter gradually stopped, "If you just want to see me, now you see it, you can roll away."

"By the way, come to find me at noon, don't force me to find you!" In front of many people, he continued to threaten Jamie.

The whole crowd was exceptionally quiet, quiet to the point of making him feel a bit abnormal. Just when he intended to say a few harsh words and leave here first, the crowd suddenly separated.

Twenty or so people wearing black long windbreakers walked out of the crowd. They wore slim suits, dark vests, red ties, and hats.

This feeling gave people a terrible sense of oppression. Johnny swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he retreated two steps.

Immediately afterward, he looked at Jamie with a fierce look, "Is this the helper you found?"

Lanse walked in front, carrying the sailboat team's baseball bat, and walked to Johnny's front. Johnny looked at him with a fierce expression. He had used this expression to scare away many people.

"Do you want to hit me?" He grinned and popped his head forward, tilted his head, let one cheek face Lanse, and pointed to his face, "Come, hit this."

When he turned his head, he looked at the workers beside him and behind him, showing an arrogant expression. He didn't believe Lanse would do it!

But immediately afterward, he seemed to be in a fierce baseball game, because he heard the sound of a baseball bat swinging in his ear.

The wind was squeezed away by the vigorously pulled baseball bat, making a "hum—" sound, and the final "thud" muffled sound!

Home run!

There were cheers of people in his ears!

Next, his world began to tilt, and he fell heavily to the ground. His head was still buzzing.

The world tilted ninety degrees, but his body, his consciousness, seemed to stay just now!

The companion beside him seemed to want to help him, but was quickly pressed to the ground and beaten hard. Tinnitus, dizziness, the brain was blank. Johnny and those who had been bullied by him in the past actually gave birth to a kind of helplessness in his heart at this time!

"Do something!"

"Do something quickly!"

He was saying to himself, but his body had no reaction at all.

After a while, the severe pain made his body react. He suddenly let out a shrill scream. His arm was broken.

He wanted to climb up, but Lanse stepped on his head, stepped on it hard, and stepped his raised head down again.

The rough ground on the docks was corroded into pits and bumps because of wind, rain, and salt in the sea. He felt strong pain and discomfort.

The sailboat team's baseball bat poked on his face, and a mouthful of saliva spat on his face, "You are not as powerful as you think, Johnny."

More and more people wearing blue work clothes surrounded him. The crowd began to make the sound of "beat him to death." When these calls began to condense into a voice, Johnny, who was still thinking about struggling, suddenly became afraid!

Lanse lifted his foot, handed the baseball bat to the person beside him, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his palms, "If you want to take revenge on me, or anyone, just come. I will let you know the result of making the wrong choice."

"Now, this is just a return for you hurting my brother Jamie. Apologize to Jamie. Stop here, or let the situation escalate. The choice is in your hands."

He threw the handkerchief at Johnny, just covering his face. Other people who participated in this matter were also pressed and beaten until their noses were bruised and faces were swollen.

From the two sides meeting to the outbreak of conflict at this time, two minutes had passed.

Someone on the docks had already called the police. At this time, the two people eating donuts outside the docks were chatting.

The sailboat team was about to encounter a well-matched opponent, the Duke Kate team, this weekend. They were discussing who had a better chance of winning when the radio suddenly made a sound after a burst of static.

"Someone called the police that a fight occurred at Pier 1. Who of you is free to go and see?"

Officer Felun picked up the walkie-talkie for the first time, "I am Felun. I happen to be near Pier 1. I will go and see."

"Okay, Officer Felun received the police. This police situation is handed over to you. Keep the communication open at any time..."

Officer Felun handed the donut to his partner, "Start work!"

Then he sounded the police siren, stepped on the accelerator, and the police car entered the docks with a wail. ===== CHAPTER 119 =====