Chapter 1207: I am a vulgar person

Four young men.

They were wearing that kind of old-fashioned clothes that were out of step with the times and not fashionable enough, wearing a duck-billed cap, and their faces were frozen red.

But everyone's mental state was very good, good to a state that could be called "excited."

From the moment they got off the train, they kept observing the surrounding streets and shops, and even pointed at some strange things for others to see.

The driver driving in front squinted at them through the rearview mirror. A group of poor ghosts from the countryside.

Only poor ghosts from the countryside would show such expressions in a big city.

Along the way, these people chattered and made the driver a bit impatient, but fortunately, the journey was not far, and soon he sent these four bumpkins to Christopher.

Perhaps it was the originally luxurious manor here that finally made the few young men feel some pressure, or perhaps they remembered the mission they carried when they came here, and several people became much more serious.

After waiting for seven or eight minutes, they finally saw Christopher, who exuded the scent of perfume, come down from upstairs.

The four young men, who were originally a bit restless, stood up immediately. They took off their duck-billed caps and held them in their hands, but forgot to tidy up their somewhat messy hair.

Christopher's gaze swept across the faces of these young men one by one, and his own face seemed to have a bit more of a smile. "No need to be so restrained, sit down and talk."

He said, looking back at the butler. "Get some food and drink. Alcohol, meat."

The butler bowed slightly and left immediately to prepare the food, while Christopher sat on the sofa opposite them.

"Who is the leader among you?"

Among the four, one had silver-gray hair. This was not juvenile white, just that he was born with this color. It is said that his ancestors had some kind of minority bloodline, and many people in the family had gray hair.

This gray-haired one raised his hand a bit shyly. "It's me..."

He suddenly didn't know how to address Christopher. Addressing him directly by his name was obviously a bit impolite and not polite enough, and addressing him by his surname was unclear how to address him.

Because Christopher used the Bianchi family name here, which is Bianchi, but in fact, he is a person of the Pasleto family and also surnamed Pasleto.

"Call me Christopher.", subconsciously, he was also avoiding this problem.

Although he used the Bianchi family name, he didn't hope that others would really treat him as a person of the Bianchi family.

At the same time, he didn't like others to address his real surname, which always reminded him of Paul, and those unforgettable pasts that made him angry and helpless.

Name is the best form of address.

The gray-haired one nodded. "Mr. Christopher, Mr. Leonardo asked me to come and listen to your instructions for everything."

"Let me introduce you...", he introduced the three people beside him, all of which sounded like very ordinary Sumuli young men's names.

Christopher and they got to know each other, and then he was a bit curious. "I thought Leon would send some slightly older ones. I'm not saying you are not good enough. After all, the next work is very important and very dangerous. I hope you have enough experience to deal with any trouble."

The gray-haired one was still that shy look, although the people behind him were more or less unconvinced. He held his duck-billed cap with both hands. "Mr. Christopher, we are the best gunmen under Mr. Leonardo!"

"Before we followed him, we had already proven ourselves on the battlefield!"

Hearing him say this, Christopher became a bit interested. "Did you participate in this war?"

"How many enemies did you take out?"

The gray-haired one's smile became more confident at this time. "The army reported twenty-seven people for me, but in fact, I think my correct kill count should exceed one hundred people."

"Their situation is similar to mine, they were deducted some credit, so we retired directly from the army and joined the Bianchi family."

The commanders of the army sent by Sumuli to the front line, including some officers, were all members of the four major families and those big families. In order to gain higher power and influence, they moved a part of others' kills to themselves.

Even when the war just ended, a ridiculous news broke out—

"Sharpshooter: Bullets are God's way of forgiving enemies!"

This was the front-page headline of the largest circulation newspaper on Sumuli Island, which recorded that a colonel in the army took out one thousand enemies through sniping during the war!

But in fact, this guy didn't really go to the front line, and didn't even really open fire to take out an enemy who could run and jump and move freely on the battlefield!

His family needed him to gain these honors and influence. A few days after the report was published, he was awarded the rank of major general.

The public naturally knew they were being fooled, but that's how it was on Sumuli Island. The four major families and politicians joined forces to control it. Apart from protesting, they had no way to deal with it.

It happened that this period was the stage of rapid expansion of the Bianchi family. They gained great influence in politics and among the people.

Many excellent retired soldiers joined them because they could afford higher salaries.

The gray-haired ones were attracted by the high salary of the Bianchi family.

When they were in the army, they could only get an income of twenty-two Federal Sol a month, but after arriving at the Bianchi family, by proving themselves through target shooting and hunting, their income more than tripled.

In the Bianchi family, there is no need to take risks, no one deducts their credit, and it is freer, and the income is higher, so it is not difficult to imagine people's enthusiasm for joining the Bianchi family.

This time Leonardo really didn't hide anything and sent the four best gunmen directly, hoping to successfully take out Lansi.

Christopher just described to them the wonderful scene after Lansi was taken out!

They could gain a large amount of territory and sales markets in Denuozhou and the richest Likalai State, and their income would increase tenfold or twentyfold!

If Leonardo couldn't do this himself, he might have rushed over from Sumuli Island with a gun himself.

He didn't hide anything this time!

Listening to them talk about these things, the smile on Christopher's face also became much more sincere.

"That's very good. I'm not doubting whether you have the ability. I just want to confirm whether you can handle this job, because we only have one chance."

He said, pausing for a moment. "You just came over, rest for a few days. In these few days, have a good time, and then go to work."

"All expenses are on my account!"

The gray-haired one affirmed the kindness he expressed. "Mr. Christopher, Mr. Leonardo asked us to come to solve the family's trouble. Enjoyment can be put behind, after we finish our work."

"Now, I hope you can let us pick the weapons we use for work first, and then send us near the target, and we will handle the rest ourselves."

He said, as if thinking of something. "By the way, give us some activity funds."

Christopher was not unhappy because of their refusal. They could think of taking out Lansi first, which could only be a good thing for him, not a bad thing.

"I will arrange for someone to come immediately, but...", he looked at the two cooks pushing the dining car beside the butler and smiled. "Before work, shouldn't we fill our stomachs first?"

The fragrance on the dining car drifted over, and the saliva of the four people began to secrete wildly. They really didn't eat delicious things on the boat.

It's not that they couldn't afford it or didn't have money, it's just that the food on the boat wasn't very good.

Plus they were indeed hungry now, so a few people looked at each other and didn't refuse Christopher's kindness again.

Right in the living room, they surrounded the tea table and began to enjoy the fine wine and food.

A meal lasted for more than half an hour, and Christopher also learned about some situations on the old side.

Because this time Sumuli Island's participation in the war was forced by the four major families and politicians, the public was essentially opposed to the war, and all the conscription was from these families at the bottom of society, which also caused a large number of casualties.

The war dividends brought after the war ended did not favor ordinary people, and were divided up by the upper class, with only a very small amount falling into the hands of ordinary people, which also made the bottom of society very dissatisfied.

Now there have been some demonstrations against the government on Sumuli Island. They don't dare to provoke the four major families, but they dare to bare their teeth at the government.

The contradictions and conflicts between classes did not disappear or shift because of the victory of the war, but instead had a tendency to intensify.

Christopher didn't feel very sensitive about these things, but he felt that these bastards were really bastards, and he was also a bit worried about whether riots would occur on Sumuli Island.

However, he thought again, riots or something, had nothing to do with him.

What he didn't even realize was that deep in his heart, he gave birth to some other ambitions.

After all, he is still a member of the Bianchi family and has to be under Leonardo's control. If Leonardo dies, and he happens to break away, or...

Becoming the head of the Bianchi family, wouldn't everything become more beautiful?

It wasn't the first time he had done something like this, and when these thoughts popped up in his mind, there was no discomfort at all, but rather some restless excitement.

Of course, now is not the time to deal with these things. He needs to handle Lansi first, and then consider some things in it.

After enjoying the food, he asked someone to take the four to pick weapons. Fortunately, these people were not so picky. They only spent two or three hours picking four rifles.

These rifles were also slightly modified with the help of craftsmen to suit their gun-using habits.

With this toss, it dragged on until the next day.

The next morning, Christopher didn't hold them back and asked someone to drive them to Denuozhou.

Watching the backs of the few people leaving, the smile on his face gradually converged.

Because he was frantically selling alcohol here, the Bianchi family obtained a large amount of wealth, and these wealth supported the family to obtain better development.

But Leonardo never talked to him about these things, and he was still excluded from the core circle of the family. This is a very bad experience.

And Leonardo and the others recruited quite a few people from retired soldiers, and their strength became stronger. This is not a good thing either.

He intends to take advantage of this opportunity to find a way to keep these four people and work for himself, so that he can also hire more gunmen and retired soldiers to strengthen his power, so that one day he can confront Leonardo head-on!

A large amount of wealth not only gave Christopher more ideas, but also the possibility to support him to realize his dream. Opportunity, platform!

He turned and walked towards his luxurious big house. At this moment, he had an indescribable feeling of open-mindedness!

It seemed that the world between heaven and earth became bigger at this moment, and Lansi, who made him feel most uneasy, would soon be blown away by the wind and disappear from this world.

When that moment comes, he will personally return to New Jincheng, go to his "good brother," and look at his incompetent and angry appearance!

He won't take out Francisco, he will keep him, just like raising a dog.

He will let him understand that the Pasleto family will not be carried forward in the hands of Paul or Francisco, but will be in his hands!

He will prove that everything they experienced in the past was for the best moment of the family!

So... please Lansi, die quickly!

Lansi didn't know that Christopher was viciously cursing him at this time, and even sent gunmen to take him out. He was still combing through the market of the entire Denuozhou.

Some mayors are willing to cooperate with Lansi. They know very well that they have reached the end of their lives, which is just a mayor.

Wanting to go higher is basically impossible, and becoming a mayor is only because their family is considered a prominent family locally.

Once they leave the local area, on a broader stage, they are not even a fart.

These people and their families are very realistic. Holding the benefits in their hands is the most important thing.

But there are also some who are unwilling to cooperate with Lansi's work. They don't want to be in the same boat as Lansi, perhaps because they still have some power in their hearts, or they have their own persistence.

They oppose "criminalization," which is what one of the mayors said to Lansi's face, saying that this behavior is an insult and desecration to federal justice and the national body.

That guy scolded Lansi and then left, which made Lansi and the remaining mayors look... a bit like villains.

For such an uninteresting person, Lansi is actually not easy to do.

He not only scolded Lansi to his face, making Lansi lose face, but also made other people who were willing to cooperate with Lansi lose face.

He felt that he might have overcome his desires and was a remarkable person, but he didn't know that he had forced himself to the edge of the cliff and tied the safety rope to his own neck.

After this "unpopular" person left, several other mayors might have been condemned by their conscience, or felt that it was too embarrassing to continue sitting here, and also left.

Regarding the departure of these people, Lansi maintained respect for their choices.

Choices are things that only you can make, others cannot replace them. Since you have made a choice, you must bear the consequences.

"A bit embarrassing!", he stood in the conference room. Today, more than a dozen people came, and one-third left at once, and the room looked a lot emptier.

The originally embarrassing atmosphere became less embarrassing because of this sentence, and the people who stayed couldn't help laughing.

After all, they are mayors, the absolute controllers of lower-level administrative units. Even if they have indeed not seen any big scenes, the most basic self-adjustment can still be done well.

Lansi curled his lips. "I once met a bitter monk. I don't know if you understand bitter monks."

These people all expressed that they knew bitter monks, and also knew some general content about bitter monks.

This is a group of pious and fanatical believers who believe that by tempering their bodies and will, they can get closer to God!

In the heart, in the soul!

They don't enjoy themselves, they practice all their lives, and eventually die silently. It can be said to be a group of very special believers.

There are also many legends about bitter monks in the Federation, and it is not strange that everyone knows them.

"I respect their faith and belief very much. The bitter monk I met has never slept with a woman, never eaten meat, and never drunk alcohol in his life."

"His life is very monotonous, prayer, long-distance travel, and he will carry some sour food made of things I don't know."

"He also drinks water from the wild, which may not be so clean."

"He has pure faith, firm belief, and sometimes I will envy such people, because he is as clean as crystal, and can be seen through at a glance."

"But!", Lansi's tone increased some changes. "I don't hope that I become such a person."

"If we can't embrace women, can't eat meat, can't drink alcohol, can't enjoy everything our wealth brings us because we are rich!"

"Gentlemen, then why do we have to become a person?"

"I respect all the beautiful qualities he possesses, but I will not become a person like him."

"Because I am a very vulgar person, and I don't think there is anything wrong with that."

The remaining mayors all showed smiles, and some even cheered for Lansi's words.

He resolved the embarrassment, and even... elevated some ordinary things, vulgarity and elegance, ideals and reality.

Maybe someone would look down on Lansi in the past, thinking he was just a lucky gang leader, but at this moment, they finally realized that anyone who can reach this step cannot be a coincidence!

Naturally, they are also more attentive to cooperation. After all, they are also vulgar people, and they also want young flesh and endless money!

As for those "bitter monks," let Lansi deal with them!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1208 =====