Chapter 1225: Ambush and Tone

Christopher ate a full meal and then lay on the bed to sleep for a while.

After one o'clock in the night, his brother-in-law woke him up.

"You should have been a bit later, even if it was just five minutes." He muttered and sat up, rubbing his head that was a bit dizzy from sleep, and complained.

Just now, in his dream, he had already finished off Leonardo and became the head of the Bianqi family, mastering all the forces of the Bianqi family in Sumuli.

Even the Prime Minister had to maintain a respectful attitude toward him when seeing him!

Then he mobilized the army to launch a crazy retaliation against Lansi, and it didn't take long before Lansi was escorted in front of him.

He had just prepared to subject Lansi to torture in his dream to calm the anger in his heart, but he was shaken awake.

Damn it, just a little bit!

"What dream did you have?", his brother-in-law asked curiously.

Christopher stood up directly, put on his clothes, and walked outside. "Anyway, it was a good dream. This is the revelation God gave me. I have a premonition that the road ahead will be incomparably smooth!"

He took a deep breath, patted his cheeks, and looked at his haggard self in the mirror. For a moment, he didn't even recognize that the person in the mirror was himself!

"Holy crab, how do I look so...". He turned around and looked at his brother-in-law sadly. "I look like I've been fucked by a bear for three nights. Fuck, it's all Lansi's fault!"

During this period of mental tension, physical consumption, not sleeping well, not eating well, worrying, he couldn't look like he was in a very good state.

However, everything ended at this moment. Soon he would embark on the journey back to Sumuli Island, and then according to the script in his dream, he would solve everything.

He would let everyone realize that finishing off Paul, finishing off his wife and Leonardo, were just small obstacles on his journey to the peak. That wasn't a flaw in his life; it was a test God gave him!

The brother-in-law sighed, and there were more smiles on his face, saying a sentence that almost everyone in the Federation would say—

"Listen, brother, everything will get better!", he stretched out his fist.

Christopher bumped his fist with him. "Yes, everything will get better."

The two returned to the hall, packed up their things again, and the motorcade set off again.

They arrived at the seaside smoothly all the way. At this time, there was still a while before the agreed time.

Christopher sat in the car smoking. He opened the car window a little, and the cold sea breeze blew in, drilling into people's collars, drilling into the body along the cuffs, making people feel cold to the bone.

He closed it a bit more, leaving only the size of a finger, and also lit a cigarette.

"A little bit reluctant." He looked back at the prosperous metropolis. At this time, most areas of the city had completely turned dark, and only the city center had neon lights flashing.

Three o'clock, the last bus of the midnight carnival, the nightclubs, strip clubs, bars in the city, people were already tired of joy, couldn't dance the dance, couldn't drink the wine, couldn't do the love.

Dead, but also pregnant with a new day.

Every day was such a cycle, day, night, like a person, and not like a person.

This city wasn't as beautiful as people imagined, but it was much better than people imagined. If possible, he really didn't want to leave.

Once he left, he didn't know when he would be able to come back.

Deep in his heart, a voice had already told him the answer. As long as Lansi didn't die, he would have a high probability of not being able to come back in his life.

But he still bit the bullet and deceived himself, saying that maybe he would have a chance to come back someday.

His brother-in-law was very quiet, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The motorcade was very quiet.

After a while, these cars would be abandoned by the seaside.

Christopher didn't even trust those cadres and men who were unwilling to leave. He didn't tell them where he was going, how these cars were to be recycled.

Who knew if someone would betray him for money or other promises.

Everyone was quiet. Don't look at them recalling the beautiful life on the island when they had nothing to do, but if they were really asked to go back, these people were also unwilling.

After blowing the sea breeze for a while, a lamp floating in the distance appeared on the sea, and it kept flickering.

Christopher immediately got out of the car. He looked over with binoculars. That's right, it was the signal of three long and two short. It was the smuggling boat coming to pick them up!

He took out an old-fashioned gasoline lamp with a shell and lampshade and started to release the secret code to the distance.

Watching the lamp in the distance float closer slowly, Christopher had a lot more melancholy in his heart, and the sea breeze couldn't blow away the depression in his heart.

He secretly swore that in this life, he must make something of himself!

He wanted everyone to respect him, or even fear him, because he was Christopher!

Not Paul's adopted son, not the Bianqi family's son-in-law, not... those titles he didn't like.

Just when the boat in the distance approached a little, suddenly many lamps lit up around, and these lamps all shone on them.

He was stunned for a moment, but was immediately startled by a gunshot. He cursed while drawing his weapon and started to fight back.

The remote seaside instantly rang with intense gunfire.

"Fuck, that bitch-raised person betrayed us!", his brother-in-law panted heavily and hid behind the car. He cursed the captain while changing the bullets for his handgun.

The sparks from bullets hitting the car and hitting the reef made Christopher come back to his senses. He glanced at his brother-in-law. He felt that this sentence wasn't his brother-in-law cursing that captain, but more like cursing him.

However, he didn't delve into this problem. At this time, he also drew his handgun and shot at the surroundings.

"We were ambushed, we must leave here!"

"If we don't go, we will only be killed one by one here!"

The brother-in-law didn't notice the look Christopher gave him just now. He nodded hard. "Let's rush out."

He opened the car door and signaled Christopher to get in. Christopher didn't hesitate and got in the car directly.

Then his brother-in-law climbed into the driver's seat, started the car, and stepped on the accelerator to rush out.

The remaining people also wanted to climb into the car, but basically none of them succeeded. The firepower that ambushed them seemed to have become stronger at this moment!

The strafing of rifles made Christopher's men, even if they climbed into the carriage, be beaten into a sieve.

The gunfire lasted for seven or eight minutes and finally subsided. A large number of gunmen came to the scene from behind the surrounding reefs. They checked the situation at the scene, completed the supplementary shooting, tied the corpses to the cars, and then pushed the cars into the sea.

They could have left Christopher, but they didn't do so. The purpose of turning on the lights was to avoid "accidental injury" to Christopher as much as possible.

After he left, these people naturally didn't need to stay.

When Lansi woke up the next morning, Erwin sent this news.

"He ran away in the night, ran away by car. I'm worried that he will leave our line of sight."

Lansi said with confidence while eating breakfast, "Don't worry, he will appear in our line of sight soon."

"The interstate highway is full of police. He doesn't have the guts, and even if he can break through the first difficulty, there is a second one behind, and more corresponding measures."

"Based on my understanding of Christopher, he will most likely save his own life first, and then consider other things." "If he really had the courage to give up everything, things wouldn't have developed to this step."

Before Lansi completely rose, when he was unhappy with Lansi, he clearly had the opportunity to directly pinch Lansi in the cradle.

When Paul decided to give the bar to Lansi to manage, the Five Families of Jincheng could be said to be like the sun at two o'clock in the afternoon, the moment it emitted the greatest power in a day!

If he really took people to finish off Lansi and the Lansi family, perhaps Paul would punish him, but after the punishment ended, he would continue to accept him and reuse him even more!

After all, for Paul, Lansi was just a "little brother" who was a bit useful to him. There were many such little brothers in the entire Jincheng or even the entire Likai State!

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They were eager, longing for who would serve the Pasleto family. Lansi wasn't the first, nor would he be the last. He could find many such people anytime, anywhere.

But Christopher only had one for him. He only needed to express his anger, raise it high and put it down gently, do it for others to see, let people know that after triggering Christopher, he would trust Christopher even more.

They were gangs, not institutions that did charity. Showing aggressiveness and lethality was actually an advantage for gangs.

But he didn't do that. He was clearly very angry, hated Lansi to the point of a hole, and provoked the relationship of other gangs to deal with Lansi. He never thought that if he took action personally, he could solve all this.

Perhaps he thought about it, but he was worried about his own safety, so he used others to take action instead of taking action himself.

Lansi couldn't say he understood him one hundred percent, but he wasn't completely ignorant either, from some things about him mastered over these years.

So he concluded that Christopher would eventually appear in front of him voluntarily.

Erwin shook his head. He didn't quite understand Lansi's confidence. Maybe this was why Lansi was the master of the entire gang.

He couldn't be the Boss who was omnipotent in people's eyes, but Lansi could.

"Don't talk about him. Let's consider the things behind when he pops up. How is the contact with those people you were asked to contact?"

Lansi wanted to take down South Ya'an State from the political circles and the underground world. The official things were almost talked about. A large amount of investment was smashed down, and with his relationship with Senator Cleveland, his status in society, the governor would definitely be as good as wearing a pair of pants with him.

The rest was to monopolize the most profitable business in this state, alcohol.

The wealth he invested in the main body didn't even need him to pay himself. The profit from selling alcohol was enough to pay these investments in installments. In other words, this actually meant he used local people's money to invest for himself, and then earned everyone's money.

This was truly a beautiful era!

Everything was in a primitive state, absurd, barbaric, funny, and real.

The attitude of the federal government toward gangs hadn't become bad because of the promotion of de-gangsterization, which was also the truest portrayal of this era—

Well-known gang leaders were like socialites, able to appear in flashlights and formal social occasions!

In the next dozens or hundreds of years, the successors of federal gangs would envy and be jealous of the "predecessors" of this era.

Erwin put down the matter about Christopher and responded to Lansi's question.

"I have already contacted the local gangs. They don't have any opinion on changing a supplier, and the alcohol price we provide is a bit cheaper than what Christopher and the others provided."

"Not much cheaper, two or three dollars a bottle, similar products, but this is enough to make them happy."

Like the city they were in, it could sell about 500,000 bottles of alcohol every month. Even if each bottle of alcohol had two dollars more profit, these gangs selling alcohol could also have one million more profit.

Note, it was net profit, because they didn't need to pay taxes!

They were also very familiar with Golden Lion Wine Industry, known for high quality and suitable prices. Anyway, selling whose alcohol was selling, why not sell the one that could make themselves earn more.

Lansi nodded. "It's best if there's no problem. If there's a problem, talk to them. Solve the problem that can be solved."

"The problem that can't be solved...", he looked at Erwin and showed a smile, "then solve the person who has the problem."

"This market will never lack people willing to make money. No one will remember them; people will only remember our alcohol and the money they earned."

Erwin nodded, but he had a new question, "Should we let the local mayors join our business?"

Lansi considered it. "Just follow the neighboring state. If they are willing to join our system, then welcome them to join."

"If they aren't interested in our business and aren't interested in making money, it doesn't matter, but don't affect us making money."

"Record the names of people who are hard to handle, and I will find a way to handle them."

"You have to be busy for a while during this period. After this side is handled, our basic board will be completely stabilized."

He said and paused for a while. "In addition, the labor introduction company must also be promoted here. No matter what the Labor Union, Union, or Labor Party says, this must be pushed forward."

The reason why the Labor Federation and the Union had huge influence in the Federation over these years was because of that sentence "twenty million worker brothers."

In the Federation, the right to vote was written clearly in the law. What kind of people could have the right to vote and be elected, what kind of people couldn't have it, and why they couldn't have it, were all specially customized, customized for voters.

More than a hundred years ago, if you didn't work hard, or you didn't have a company, you didn't have the qualification to vote for the person to be elected.

They concentrated the right to vote in the hands of the landlord class and big capitalists. At that time, people who had the qualification to vote only occupied eight percent of the federal population!

Think about it, this eight percent of people who could vote were almost all their own people. They voted for themselves. How could they produce results they didn't want?

With the Social Party splitting from the Liberal Party, voting was reformed for the first time, and the right to vote and be elected also started to enter the elite class.

Until the last thirty years, the competition between the three parties started to become white-hot. The right to vote was modified many times, and now the ordinary class also possessed the right to vote, and it was mainly concentrated in the hands of workers.

Possessing workers meant possessing political influence and political rights. This was the confidence of the Labor Federation and the Union.

Lansi wanted to dig their roots. It wasn't that he hated the Labor Federation and the Union very much. It was simply that he knew very clearly that no matter if it was the two organizations or the Labor Party that had appeared on the political stage recently, they wouldn't go very far in the end.

Anyway, they would collapse in the end, so why still respect them?

Lansi might not have complete mastery of politics, but he knew one thing very clearly, and that was when the Social Party and the Liberal Party maintained a delicate balance, whoever had the power to break the balance would become the focus.

But there was a premise here, and that was that the person who mastered this power also had to possess powerful power himself.

For example, the Federal Party. Before, the Federal Party was also very important. Their votes weren't many, but they often could give key votes.

The Labor Party felt that they could also be like the Federal Party, with not many votes, but all were key votes, but they forgot one point.

And that was that the Federal Party had existed since the founding of the country, and had the upper hand in the confrontation with the Liberal Party, until later society developed, and the Federal Party gradually declined, but it didn't mean their foundation was gone.

They were the kind of "fallen wealthy family" that had been rich before and still had a large amount of inheritance. Although fallen, they were still a wealthy family. The Liberal Party and the Social Party couldn't handle them and could only respect them.

But the Labor Party was different. They didn't have ancestors, let alone having been rich before. Once the Labor Federation and the Union collapsed, they lost their influence, then the key votes in their hands would become the fuse for their destruction!

So Lansi digging the roots of the Labor Federation and the Union didn't care at all. He needed to transform this part of power into his own power!

Erwin nodded. "I will immediately let people handle it."

"By the way," Lansi also reminded, "just follow our previous rules. All our projects must be workers registered by the labor company."

"Okay, I'll go do things."

Lansi nodded and ended breakfast. "I also have to go and pick a place. If there's anything, let people find me at the state government. I should be over there these few days."

After all, this related to a movie city, a large entertainment project, and a tourism project.

Lansi's two hundred million investment might just be the preliminary investment, and more would be invested in the future.

He attached great importance to it, and the governor also attached great importance to it. ===== CHAPTER 1226 =====