Chapter 1226: The Last Lunch

Lansi had just finished enjoying a rich and delicious breakfast, while Christopher woke up from the back seat of the car.

Some noisy sounds woke him up from his dream. He looked up at the surroundings. There was the sound of something jumping back and forth on the roof of the car. It should be birds.

It was only at this time that he remembered what had happened last night.

He got up and saw his brother-in-law sleeping with his head tilted in the driver's seat. He pushed the door and walked out. The cold wind made his whole body tremble.

He shrank his neck and ran quickly to the roadside and looked into the distance. The police cars with flashing lights and the police who were directing the traffic to stop still hadn't stopped.

"Egg!"

"Shit!"

Those things that happened last night floated into his brain again. He couldn't help but curse loudly.

He took out a cigarette, lit one for himself, and then hugged his arms and drilled back into the car.

After they escaped from the scene last night, Christopher gave his brother-in-law an instruction to let him leave here along the interstate highway immediately, go to other places, and then find a way to leave in those cities that Lansi might not have set foot in yet, and completely leave the Federation.

This damn ghost place couldn't be stayed in at all. Who knew when Lansi would finish him off.

At the same time, he also had a doubt in his heart. Who exactly betrayed them?

Was it the captain of the smuggling boat?

He felt it didn't look like it, because the smuggling boat captain had always not wanted to do his business, thinking he was a trouble.

If it was the other side who betrayed him... what benefit could he get?

He couldn't guarantee it wasn't the smuggling boat captain who betrayed him, but he also couldn't guarantee it must be the other side.

Besides the smuggling boat captain, there was one other person who knew this location.

He glanced at his brother-in-law who was rubbing his eyes and hid these thoughts temporarily.

"Is it dawn?", his brother-in-law looked back at Christopher. "What now?"

Their original plan last night was to leave here along the interstate highway. As a result, they saw highway police inspecting as soon as they ran for a while. Without a doubt, this must be a checkpoint arranged by Lansi, just like when they planned to board the boat, there were police stopping them.

Christopher didn't dare to take risks, and he didn't dare to let his brother-in-law drive to try, because once his brother-in-law was arrested and the car was gone, he had no way at all.

So he let his brother-in-law drive the car out of the interstate highway directly, stopped by the side of the road in a space for car supplies, and dealt with it for a night.

He originally thought these police would leave this morning, but looking at it, they wouldn't leave in a short time.

"The checkpoint is still there, we go back to the city directly."

"Now there are only the two of us, there are too few people, and it's too dangerous."

"And we don't have anything else on us except some money. My bullets are almost used up. I don't know what will happen next. We must protect our own safety first, and then consider how to leave here."

His brother-in-law was a bit hesitant to speak, which made Christopher's mood inexplicably irritable. "Now there are only the two of us, if you have something to say, just say it directly!"

His brother-in-law looked at Christopher, whose temper was already becoming irritable, and his impatient eyes, and finally said softly, "My meaning is... how about we don't consider leaving first? They clearly had the opportunity not to let us leave last night, but they still let us leave."

"Think about it carefully. They have been attacking us during this period, but they haven't caused direct harm to you..."

"Fuck, shut up!", Christopher's temper was hard to restrain once it broke out. He slapped the back of the driver's seat hard. "And you call this no direct harm?"

"I almost didn't get away last night!"

"Listen, brother, the reason I can avoid disaster isn't because they chose to let me have a way, but because God favors me, and he doesn't want to see me yet!"

"He doesn't want to see me, but I can't take the initiative to send myself over, understand?"

"Now drive the car back, bring weapons and bring some men, we'll find a way to leave from the small road, understand?"

His brother-in-law saw that his eyes were already wide, and slightly raised his hands to show that he had surrendered. "No problem, I'll do as you say here."

He turned the car key to start the car, drove directly over the center line, and drove toward the city.

Not long after, their car appeared outside the manor. At this time, the people in the manor also discovered them, and people immediately rushed out, surrounding the car.

"Didn't you already leave?"

Christopher walked toward the room with an iron-blue face, and he had to tidy himself up well, while his brother-in-law explained this problem to these cadres who stayed here outside.

When they heard that besides the two people, everyone else was blocked on the beach, the expression of every person became slightly strange.

Christopher escaped back, others didn't know if they were dead or alive. This matter and the things that happened before were connected together, always giving people a very wonderful feeling.

As if the entire gang was having bad luck, goods were seized, people were arrested, payments couldn't be collected, only Christopher, escaping crisis time and time again, as if... he was the person who caused the crisis to break out.

Just when they kept silent, Christopher had already changed into a set of clothes and came down from upstairs. He also carried a suitcase, which contained a submachine gun and a semi-automatic handgun, as well as several boxes of bullets, and some cash.

"Does anyone want to leave with me?"

Everyone in the hall stood up, but no one said anything, which made Christopher have no sense of security!

After the ambush last night, he was now full of fear and disgust for going out alone.

"I need some people to leave with me...", he said so again.

But those people still kept silent. His mood was already unstable, and under such stimulation, it was even harder not to be unstable. He put down the suitcase and walked into the living room, first pushed his brother-in-law, and then pushed others. "What the fuck?"

"Why don't you all speak?"

"Fuck, do you have an opinion about me?"

His brother-in-law squeezed out some smiles. "I think we need to figure out some situations now, figure out how we should leave, instead of blindly trying."

"Otherwise, what price do we need to pay for this attempt again, so that we can escape back?"

Hearing this expression that was almost accusing himself, Christopher glared at his brother-in-law fiercely, but he also knew that the people around who didn't speak were actually standing on his brother-in-law's side.

His brain turned around quickly, and the emotion on his face also restrained quite a bit.

He put down the suitcase and smoothed his hair back along the hairline. "You're right, I was too nervous."

Others looked at me, I looked at you. Although they didn't know what made Christopher calm down all of a sudden, this was finally a good thing.

"What do you plan to do next?", Christopher asked.

His brother-in-law thought for a while. "Figure out what they want first."

In the end, Christopher carried the suitcase back to the room. Anyone could see that his mood was wrong now, but he didn't explode like before, which instead made people feel a bit uneasy.

This was like a little kid who would throw things whenever he got angry. Although his character wasn't good, and his way of doing things wasn't good, his behavioral expectations weren't hard to predict.

But now this little kid who liked to throw things didn't throw things anymore. People still felt that his angry emotion was still piling up, which made people a bit confused, and even feel a bit uneasy.

He didn't throw things, so what did he plan to do?

Christopher now was like this. He didn't lose his temper anymore, and people instead felt that this wasn't a good phenomenon.

After people watched him leave, others asked, "What should we do now?"

His brother-in-law sat back on the sofa. He had also been very tired these two days. He closed his eyes and said, "We must figure out how they knew our whereabouts first."

He really wanted to know this question, but in reality, this question was very simple, and that was that someone had been watching them.

When Christopher and his brother-in-law drove back, someone called and told the person specifically responsible for this matter that Christopher had returned to the manor.

Lansi just let everyone watch the plan, and Francisco also came to this city. Christopher was not far from the final moment of his life.

If it wasn't for Lansi wanting to let him feel despair before he died, if it wasn't for him promising Francisco to let him finish off Christopher personally, perhaps Christopher would only have bones left now.

Letting him live a few more days could also be considered a kind of mercy!

Christopher didn't know these things. Their intelligence information network was still a bit lagging, and no one even told them that Lansi had arrived in South Ya'an State.

He also didn't know that his cousin, Francisco, had also arrived here.

He returned to his room and sat on the bed, but what he was thinking about in his head was the way those people looked at him downstairs just now.

There was nothing in their eyes that respected him. He even detected some mockery and disdain in some eyes!

These dog-raised dog bastards!

Can't stay here!

He wasn't sure if his whereabouts being exposed had anything to do with his brother-in-law, but he didn't want to stay here anymore. His authority was questioned, and his orders to those cadres weren't very useful either.

His brother-in-law instead gained the support of those people. Staying here, staying in this house, compared to saying protecting his safety, Christopher felt it was more like a... imprisonment, control!

He wouldn't sit here waiting for the arrival of doom and death. He needed to leave here quietly, leave the Federation.

Every time he ran away with people before, various accidents always occurred. This time, he wouldn't take anyone!

When people encounter setbacks, and they are continuous setbacks, they will always subconsciously question their own choices, and even produce self-denying emotions.

Christopher was a relatively selfish person. He wouldn't self-deny, but he would doubt. Was it because someone around him betrayed him that it was always not smooth?

Originally, he was very uneasy about acting alone, but now he seemed to feel that only by acting alone could he truly get rid of bad luck and truly escape.

In the next two days, he had been looking for opportunities. This opportunity soon appeared in front of him.

Because they were now lacking a large number of men, although the biggest bar was sealed, there were still two smaller bars operating, as well as multiple warehouses, and more than one or two million goods piled up inside.

This was also the reason why some people weren't willing to leave. If Christopher left, these industries and alcohol would be equal to falling into their hands.

Their manpower was already a bit insufficient. Now his brother-in-law had to mobilize a portion of manpower to investigate some things, and the manpower was naturally even less.

During the day, there were only about twenty people in the entire manor protecting Christopher's safety, including about half of the peripheral members.

Christopher chose a suitable timing and drove the car directly out from the side door almost without people noticing.

The moment he drove the car into the traffic flow, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

If he could still be discovered or caught in this state...

Hope not.

What he didn't know was that the moment he drove the car out from the side door, at least two cars followed his car.

Lansi didn't handle this matter himself after knowing it. He was still at the state government, and he directly told Francisco about this matter, letting him make his own decision.

Just a person who must die. No matter whose hands Christopher died in, he, or Francisco, could do it.

Francisco became excited after hearing this news. He had been looking forward to this day for a long, long time.

Christopher didn't know that from the moment he secretly left the manor, he had already taken the initiative to jump into the abyss!

He didn't leave directly, and halfway through, he left the car in a parking lot and directly took a taxi with his bag, heading to a local middle-class community.

He had a person who could be considered a friend living here. He planned to hide himself for a period of time first.

His brother-in-law and the others would definitely look for him everywhere after finding him missing. Let them attract the attention of those people of Lansi, and after they were all finished off, he would leave secretly again.

By then, he could do it quietly.

He came to the door of this friend he knew. The reason they knew each other was that Christopher had helped this guy on Sumuli Island before. Maybe he was in a good mood that day and reached out to help, so the two could also be considered friends.

He stood at the door and pressed the doorbell for a while. The door opened a crack. The moment the person inside saw him through the door crack, a look of surprise and joy appeared on his face.

"My God, you didn't tell me you were coming!"

The male host hurriedly opened the door, and his family also curiously poked their heads out from the living room.

The male host welcomed him into the room. "We are just about to have lunch, you must be starving, you can taste my wife's craft."

He also introduced Christopher to his family while saying, "I encountered trouble when I returned to my hometown. A thief stole my leather bag. It was Mr. Christopher who helped me find the thief and got back my leather bag!"

His child made a "Wow" exclamation and couldn't help but ask, "Then you must be a very powerful big shot!"

Christopher faced the child's shining eyes and his mood became a bit better. "Maybe I am indeed the big shot you imagined?"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh twice. He didn't know why, but he was particularly relaxed now. As long as he left the manor, left his brother-in-law and those cadres who seemed to be no longer willing to listen to him, his mood became better.

Actually, this had to do with the sense of security he possessed. Being with those people who had already made him doubt and weren't trusted by him, he definitely wouldn't have any sense of security.

Without a sense of security, how could he laugh?

But here it was different. These people didn't clearly know who he was, didn't know the predicament he was facing now, didn't know many things. 【1226

Conversely, Christopher knew some things about them and could even control the situation here.

He held absolute initiative here, so he had no worries at all; once he possessed a sense of security, his mood improved.

He was a person overly dependent on a sense of security, and he felt very good right now.

"I'm passing through here on my way to the Federation this time, and while visiting you, I might have to impose on you a little."

The host appeared very enthusiastic; Sumuli people were always able to show their warmth when treating those who had helped them. "This is no imposition; I am honored, Mr. Christopher."

"Call me Dover!" Christopher corrected his form of address. "The imposition I spoke of is that I hope to stay here for a few days."

The host froze for a moment, somewhat surprised, but still agreed. "No problem, we have a spare guest room, though I don't know if you'll be used to it."

In truth, his heart didn't want to agree, but considering that Christopher had helped him and was likely still a member of the Four Great Families, he reluctantly consented.

Christopher could sense his slight resistance, but he didn't care much. He took a roll of bills from his pocket, counted out one hundred dollars, and handed it over. "This is the room and board for the few days I'll be staying."

"I'll be honest with you, I've run into a bit of trouble. I promise I won't bring the trouble here to you. Three days at most; I'll be gone after three days."

The two spoke in very low voices; the host knew Christopher didn't want to affect his wife and family.

He glanced at the bills in Christopher's hand and ultimately accepted the money. "What I owed you is paid off."

Christopher was very happy. "Now it's my turn to owe you a favor!"

Afterward, the two went into the living room, where Christopher was introduced to the other members of the family, and then they went into the dining room.

Today's lunch was very sumptuous because it was the weekend, and the family was spending it together; whether at noon or in the evening, there would be rich food.

Just as they were chatting while eating, the house's doorbell rang.

The host turned his head toward the front door in astonishment, while his wife had already stood up and was walking toward the door, saying as she went, "Let me see who's there..."

Christopher put down his knife and fork, his right hand reaching into his clothing pocket, also staring toward the doorway.