Chapter 1222: Force Majeure and Extreme Joy

Christopher, who rushed home overnight, looked at the empty manor and could no longer use expressions to express the surging emotions in his heart.

He walked quickly to the basement, looked at the wide-open door, and looked at the empty vault. His eyes went dark, and he almost fell to the ground.

It was the person beside him who reacted quickly and supported him at once.

Christopher pushed away the person who supported him and stumbled into the vault. He looked at the completely emptied vault, and a feeling of anger that he didn't know how to describe was boiling in his chest!

He pounded the wall hard, and his fist broke the skin because of too much force, but such a small injury was not worth mentioning compared to his anger and fear.

He stood there with his eyes closed, his chest heaving violently, and it took a long time for it to gradually calm down.

All this took two minutes, and the madness and pain in his eyes also gradually calmed down.

He didn't say anything and walked straight upstairs. The people who guarded the manor were already gone. He didn't need to think to know where these people had gone.

The bloodstains that hadn't been cleaned up remained in the cracks of the floor tiles in the yard. Those dark red bloodstains had already told him the fate of those people.

He returned to his study. There was also a small safe in the study, but there actually weren't many valuable things inside, only his passport, some documents, and a few bearer checks.

These were used by him to bribe some officials when necessary, and the denominations weren't large, twenty thousand, thirty thousand, fifty thousand.

Added together, it was less than two hundred thousand.

They obviously also opened this safe. At the very front of all the things, there was a small card folded into a triangle and stood up, with a smiley face drawn on it.

He reached out and grabbed this piece of paper hard, tore it up somewhat irritably, and then threw it on the ground hard.

He even stepped on it a few times with force, as if he were stepping on Lansi's face that made him sick!

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!!"

He closed the safe and came to the wine cabinet to pour himself a glass. His brother-in-law and some confidants also walked in.

He glanced at these people sideways and came to the sofa to sit down. Everyone was looking at him, wanting to know what he had to deal with the terrible situation now.

Actually, for these people, these cadres, they had losses, but they weren't big.

The money in the manor vault was all Christopher's. The money Christopher gave them, they either hid it themselves or had already transferred it. Their own losses were actually not very big.

It was just that the situation now was very bad. The Lansi family was obviously targeting them, and it wasn't that kind of thunderous action, directly destroying their resistance. Instead, it was bit by bit, just like a cat teasing a mouse, constantly forcing them into a corner.

This kind of despair was the most unacceptable.

Christopher also knew that the purpose of these people looking at him was that they wanted him to be able to come up with a response plan.

For example, how to retaliate.

These people were all people who lived by hanging their heads on their belts. In order to compete for interests and business, they could hold guns and rush into the offices of other smuggling companies and shoot at those people.

They could also execute those who were unwilling to pay the final payment to warn others not to try to take advantage of them.

These people were all thugs, villains, the most vicious criminals. Added to the characteristic that Sumuli people have revenge, they now actually wanted to fight Lansi the most.

These members of the Bianqi family from Sumuli Island hadn't encountered people from the Lansi family. They only heard that people from the Lansi family were very powerful, but as for how powerful they were, they didn't know completely.

Including what they encountered now, for them, this was just a blow from the government side. Maybe the Lansi family "body" wasn't as powerful as people imagined?

Christopher's brother-in-law asked softly, "How should we respond next?"

"Should we retaliate?"

Christopher took a sip of wine. "Lansi is now in Indeno State. That side is his territory now. From the governor to the gangs below, they have all been cleaned up by him like a dog. If we cross the border to deal with him, I'm afraid that before we reach Red Rock City, we will be finished off on the road."

The brother-in-law glanced at the cadres behind him. "Then we just passively get beaten here?"

A flash of displeasure flashed in Christopher's eyes. Of course, he didn't want to passively get beaten here, but what could he do?

Before, he had never seen such a "way of fighting." Whether it was in Likai State or on Sumuli Island, conflicts between gangs were always resolved through shootouts.

You killed me, then you were the winner.

I killed you, and I would swallow everything you had.

Shootouts decided the winner, and the winner took all. This was the rule of gangs!

But this time, at this moment, he could clearly feel that Lansi was no longer a pure gang. He was "evolving," a kind of evolution that Christopher himself couldn't say clearly what it was.

But one day he knew, this kind of evolution was positive, not that kind of terrible evolution. Lansi and his group of people were walking on a path that all gangs before hadn't thought of, hadn't set foot in, but it must be an extraordinary path.

Sunshine and night merged into one at this moment, weird, absurd, making people's hearts panic.

Lansi hadn't come here yet, and he was already like this. After Lansi arrived here, what else could he do, what else could he do?

He didn't know.

The brother-in-law looked like he couldn't ask anything. He first let those cadres check the manor to see if there was anything left by the enemy, such as bombs.

When there were only the two of them in the room, he asked, "Do you want to go back?"

A flash of murderous intent of shame and anger flashed in the deepest part of Christopher's eyes, but it flashed away. He didn't like his brother-in-law using such a tone to talk to him. He was the Boss among this group of people!

However, he also knew very well that now was not the time to talk about these things. He still needed the help of these people and still needed them to help stabilize the situation for himself.

He pursed his lips and didn't answer. Not answering was exactly the best answer.

The brother-in-law frowned. "Throwing away everything here and going back... is it worth it?"

"I'm not questioning your decision, Duo Fo, I just want to ask, if we go all out to deal with Lansi, is there a possibility of success?"

Christopher poured himself another glass of wine somewhat irritably. "He is a human, not a god. Bullets hitting him will also make him injured, and hitting the vital point will also make him lose his life. As long as there is an opportunity to hit him, of course, we have a possibility of success!"

"But the problem is, brother, how to hit him with this shot?"

"Do you know how strong his security force is?" "The latest bulletproof car, or a whole motorcade, even using bombs or something might not be able to finish him off in the first time!"

"The people around him can really block bullets for him. You saw the assassination this time. Their people directly threw him under their bodies and used their own bodies to meet the bullets."

"He has many people, has many relationships, police, gangs, all have good relationships with him, and he rarely goes out alone, let alone appear alone in places not controlled by him!"

"In such an environment, you tell me, how do we fire this shot?"

"Is this something that can be solved by having many people or few people?"

"Unless you can mobilize a thousand gunmen for me, we will finish him off regardless of the consequences, and then flee all over the world, because the federal government will definitely try every means to finish us off!"

He said a lot of complaints in one breath. Under the influence of alcohol, the depression in his heart could be vented. He drank wine in large gulps, and his stomach was full of dissatisfaction with the development of this matter.

The brother-in-law was a bit disappointed. "Then we do nothing, and then flee back in a sorry state?"

Christopher took a deep breath. He stared at his brother-in-law's eyes for a long time. Finally, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, ending the atmosphere that had gradually become tense.

"I would rather go back and finish off Leon."

"Listen, it's not that I'm afraid of Lansi and dare not fight him, it's that his methods make me feel strange. I even doubt whether we really have a chance to stand in front of him."

"Look at his methods, customs seizing our goods, the police station and the Hazardous Materials Bureau sealing our bars, and now there are people refusing to pay us the final payment, and they took the opportunity to move away everything in the vault!"

"What will be next?"

"If we drive a car with weapons to find him, will we be intercepted by the police on the way? I know you, and those people outside are very bold, dare to kill police, but how many can you kill?"

"Once a policeman dies, we will soon be on the wanted list. We will be wanted by the entire Federation. By then, it won't just be federal police, other law enforcement departments will find trouble for us."

"People from the Lansi family, ordinary gangs, and even some 'professional hunters' will all come to find trouble for us!"

"Fuck, my brother, I'm not afraid of a shootout with him, I'm not afraid of bleeding or even death at all, but what I'm afraid of is our bleeding, our death is meaningless!"

His brother-in-law was also shaken by his words, and his expression changed constantly. "Could it be that it's just like this?"

Christopher sat beside him. "Of course it won't be just like this, but now we are at a disadvantage, do you think any of us can fight him?"

"No one can do it. My idea is... go back first, wait for him to relax his vigilance, and we have accumulated strength, then find a suitable 'gun', and then send him to see God!"

His brother-in-law considered it. Lansi was indeed protected layer by layer now, and wanting to deal with Lansi directly couldn't be done, and Lansi didn't fight them head-on like ordinary gangs, always using some disgusting official means.

Indeed, continuing to stay here now wasn't a wise choice.

He was persuaded. "But life on the island isn't good either. Leon knows we lost the business here, he might be furious!"

Christopher licked his lips. "Then let him really explode. I wanted to finish off this bastard long ago."

The two people's eyes met again. The brother-in-law knew what Christopher had done before. He finished off Paul Pasleto, his uncle, and even his godfather.

Now he pointed his gun at Leonardo again, and if he wanted to finish off Leonardo, he would definitely have to finish off all the direct descendants currently in power in the Bianqi family, including Christopher's wife's father.

Thinking of this, the brother-in-law had some precautions against the guy in front of him in his heart. This was obviously a guy who was used to pointing a bayonet internally.

However, there really weren't many choices now. This was the most suitable one.

"I agree with your decision..."

Christopher relaxed. Being able to persuade this brother-in-law, then going to persuade others would be easier. After all, he was the "Boss."

Soon the brother-in-law left the room to contact those cadres and told them the situation.

The cadres had actually started to get used to life in the Federation, stimulating, full of passion, and every day was an enjoyment for them.

Whether it was the pace of life here, or the developed technology, or the TV placed in the living room that was almost never turned off, and movies, all kinds of entertainment things.

All this made them deeply fascinated!

In Sumuli, these things didn't exist. If this place was a prosperous metropolis, full of fresh and exciting things.

Then Sumuli was a damn monastery, stubborn and decaying was everything there.

The four great families, high-level government, they were used to ruling the people on the island in a high-pressure way, no entertainment, and even couldn't discuss big shots at will. Everyone lived in a suffocating environment!

This damn thing!

Some people were willing to leave with them, but some people wanted to stay.

Christopher couldn't ask everyone to go back with him. Someone willing to go back with him was enough. After he went back this time, he would do a big thing, finish off Leonardo, and become the head of the Bianqi family.

When he mastered the power of the entire Bianqi family, he believed that he would definitely be able to deal with Lansi!

Perhaps he didn't notice that every time he "grew up," it was at the cost of finishing off his own people.

The next day they started to pack up and prepare to leave. It was also at this time that news came that people from the Lansi family started to contact those gangs, and their alcohol started to enter the South Ya'an State market.

This was almost inevitable. Although he had already decided to leave, hearing this news, he still couldn't help but scold Lansi.

Two more days passed, and there were more and more rumors within the entire state, which also made Christopher more sensitive and uneasy. He still needed some time to deal with the remaining assets, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to wait.

The good news was that during the time he was waiting, Lansi didn't arrange for anyone to finish him off, which also let him catch his breath.

Seeing that the assets were almost dealt with, all the preparations for leaving were done, and he also took people and prepared to leave the Federation.

This "evacuation" was particularly smooth, so smooth that he himself felt a bit too easy... ===== CHAPTER 1223 =====