Chapter 138: May God Bless You (Donation 3331)

"Want to go take a look together?"

Luo Ben knocked on the window outside the office. When Lansi looked at him, he pointed toward the back door and left.

This meant the person had been caught.

So Lansi asked politely.

Alberto shook his head, then stood up and walked to the door to take his hat off the coat rack. "No, this is your business; I won't participate."

"But if you need help, give me a call!"

After the two hugged, Alberto said goodbye and left.

He sat in the office and lit a cigarette. After finishing it, he walked behind the desk and opened one of the drawers. Inside was a dagger, a gun, and two magazines.

He took off his coat, put on the shoulder holster, then put his clothes back on and turned twice in front of the mirror.

It was almost invisible. Only then did he take his hat and go out.

Sometimes, being a little earlier or a little later leads to different changes, representing different natures. As a superior, this point is especially important!

"When people are waiting for you, your status and authority in their minds will grow higher and higher."

"But don't be too proactively enthusiastic about arriving early; this will make them think they are more important than you in this matter!"

Better to make people wait than to go and wait for people.

Pushing open the back door, he arrived in the backyard. Luo Ben was standing at the garage door. Seeing Lansi, he turned and went in.

Lansi walked into the garage and saw the unlucky guy who had been caught.

Even though the other party didn't speak, from a distance, he could smell that gang stench on this idiot.

He walked to the middle of the garage. Hiram dragged over a folding chair, flattened it, and let Lansi sit down.

Lansi took off his hat, handed it to Hiram, looked at the unlucky guy, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Luo Bote, sir. Why did you bring me here?"

"Luo Bote... So, who sent you?"

Luo Bote looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five, though it couldn't be ruled out that he just looked old. He seemed very scared, and it was highly likely that it was real.

Fear is like pain; you can endure pain, but just because you endured it doesn't mean you won't feel it.

Fear is the same; you can force yourself to endure the negative emotions brought by fear and continue to lie, but that doesn't mean you won't be afraid because you're lying.

"No one sent me, sir. I just wanted to find something in the trash can... Ah!"

As he continued to lie, Lansi made a "please" gesture—a very subtle movement—and the baseball bat, the same model as the sailing team and Dai Wei's, swung onto his back.

Luo Bote was hit and arched his back backward. "Sir, I really don't know anything. I was just passing by!"

Lansi looked at Hiram without hiding anything. "Go get the tarp and lay it out."

Hiram and Luo Ben immediately ran to the warehouse. In a short while, the two of them came back carrying two large bundles of tarp.

Almost everyone who frequented the Empire District and the docks knew this, especially in the warehouse area; there was plenty of it.

Luo Bote didn't seem to know what these tarps were for. Their way of tearing up tickets was relatively blunt, so Lansi explained it to him.

"When your blood splatters later, it will land on these tarps, so we won't need to scrape off a layer of the ground."

"And if we decide to finish you off, your blood volume will be high. To make it easier for us to clean up the trouble you leave behind, we prepared it."

Hearing Lansi say this, he shook even more violently, and Lansi could see that he began to struggle.

Internal struggle.

Persistence is a strange thing.

If you can grit your teeth, you can find that you can break through one limit after another, constantly challenging the impossible, making you call it a miracle!

But conversely, if your persistence has a crack, if it's not absolute persistence, if you have some doubts and questioning about your own persistence.

Then undoubtedly, you will soon be overwhelmed by your doubts about persistence.

After the tarp was laid out, Lansi had Hiram hang Luo Bote up. He stood up, took off his coat, took out the dagger, and walked in front of Luo Bote.

"Last chance. If you don't speak, your companions are outside the door. They might not be as persistent as you."

"Don't sacrifice your life for someone else's business. You aren't as important or valuable as you think, Luo Bote."

"Are you married?"

Luo Bote nodded. "I am."

"Think about your mother, think about your wife. Maybe you already have a child or a dog you raised. They can't lose you!"

"And I can guarantee that if you tell me, I will let you leave—alive, and leave intact."

Looking at the sharp dagger in Lansi's hand, feeling the fear of facing death that made his stomach ache, he was sweating all over, and his right leg had been shaking the whole time.

When the expectation on Lansi's face gradually turned into indifference, he shouted loudly, "It's Liam..."

Lansi had people let him down just as he promised, and even thoughtfully gave him a cigarette. Luo Bote greedily inhaled the cigarette, as if at this moment he wasn't inhaling smoke, but life, the future, and beauty!

"Liam is... he's a person from the Kamila Gang. We all are. He's a high-level cadre."

"The big boss said you killed Wei De, so he has to seek revenge on you. We planned to... kidnap you."

"Kidnap me?" Lansi wanted to laugh, and then he looked at the others, but the others didn't laugh.

There was only anger in people's eyes!

Hiram flicked his hair. "Screw them, Lansi!"

Lansi nodded and pointed at him. "That's right, screw them."

He turned back to look at little Luo Bote. "Where is Liam?"

"And, where is that Lansi?"

Luo Bote looked very nervous. "The big boss is often at the Empire Night. Liam... I don't know. He had us do things over the phone."

"But he often goes to his strip club..."

Liam had his own business, a strip club, inside which were young girls he had swindled and kidnapped from the Empire.

Violence and death were the powerful weapons he used to rule these girls. He didn't even need to give these girls a penny in compensation; letting them live, instead of being sold to the mines in the West, was the greatest mercy he gave them.

Naturally, as a reward for his mercy, the girls had to earn a sum of money he was satisfied with every day, otherwise, he would make these girls' lives miserable.

He valued this industry of his very much. Everyone knew Red High Heels was the best strip club in the Empire District—

You could say it wasn't that lively, but it was definitely the best.

It took almost any order, whether perverted or not.

This brought him a large amount of wealth. As long as he was free, he would guard this place.

Several people looked at Luo Bote, asking Lansi if he wanted to finish him off. Luo Bote was already crying from fear.

At this moment, he finally thought of his mother, his wife, his child, and the dog he raised!

When "please" came out of his mouth, Lansi helped him up and patted the dust off him. "I am a person who keeps his word. I said I wouldn't hurt you, so I definitely won't hurt you. But you have to wait here for a while."

He walked outside. "Immediately arrange for people to go to Liam's villa and Red High Heels to take a look, and see if his car is there."

Through questioning, Lansi knew he had a new blue sedan that he would drive wherever he went.

You could touch his women, but you couldn't touch his car. People in the Kamila Gang all knew this.

Hiram immediately arranged for people to go.

It took about thirty minutes to drive there from here. After forty-some minutes, a call came in: "He's at Red High Heels."

At this time, Alberto's guns had been delivered—over a dozen handguns and four submachine guns.

"Wait, Hiram, you take the guns and the men to wait at the entrance of Red High Heels. After he gets the news, he will definitely come out first. Before he gets into the car, finish him off."

"Then drive out of the city, handle the things, go to the nearest station (train station), and buy a ticket back. I'll wait for you to eat dinner tonight. Any problems?"

Lansi had just finished off a high-level cadre of the Kamila Gang. If he appeared again to finish off another high-level cadre, the police station would definitely keep a close eye on him.

So this time, he didn't plan to show his face personally, but let Hiram do this thing.

This time he didn't flick his hair, but used his hand to brush it, and his expression was exceptionally serious. "No problem, Lansi. I guarantee he will die there before he gets into the car!"

Lansi gave him a hug. He took a submachine gun; he liked this.

Another thirty-some minutes passed, and Hiram called. He had already arrived at Red High Heels and could start at any time.

Lansi hung up the phone, returned to the warehouse, and had people untie Luo Bote. "I'll send you out."

Luo Bote had some joy of surviving a disaster on his face, but also some terror. "Please..."

Lansi put his arm around his shoulder. "I said I wouldn't kill you, and I will let many people see that I didn't kill you, and let you leave yourself!"

He put his arm around Luo Bote's shoulder, walked through the office, and went out the main entrance.

When the two people standing across the street saw this scene, they were clearly stunned. They would never have thought that the person watching Lansi in the back alley would actually come out of his company with Lansi!

There's a damn traitor!

One of them immediately ran toward a nearby phone booth; he had to tell Liam this news.

Luo Bote had no expectation of this at all at this moment. When Lansi not only loosened his arm around his shoulder but also took out ten dollars and stuffed it into his pocket, he truly had a joy of "I survived"!

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Lansi. You are a gentleman who keeps his word. God will bless you!"

Lansi smiled and nodded. "That's the funniest joke I've heard this year!"

Seeing Luo Bote's blank face, Lansi was disappointed that he didn't understand his humor, and helped him straighten his slightly messy collar. "I hope God can hear your prayer!" ===== CHAPTER 139 =====