Chapter 148: Gentleness and response and more influence

Gunfire is also fire.

The continuous fire lit up the faces of the four, and also lit up the death stars of the three!

The clerk still maintained that stunned look and slowly raised her hands. Perhaps what she hated most at this moment was why she didn't really fall asleep just now.

The three people who were leaning on the dining table eating didn't even have time to react before they lost their ability to resist. After a series of "ka-ka-ka" empty chamber sounds, they slowly lay on the ground.

Aierwen let go of the submachine gun in his hand and handed it to the person beside him. He walked to the side of the three.

At this time, one of the three was not dead yet, which was that high-level cadre.

He was a bit luckier, sitting in a position facing them.

When they took out the submachine guns, he had already tried to avoid them, but how can a person compare speed with a bullet?

This restaurant is all those simple dining tables and stools, not even booths. No matter where he hid, he could be shot.

However, at least because he tried to dodge, he was shot the least.

But even so, he had no chance to hold on until the ambulance arrived.

He lay on his back on the ground, the hot blood was constantly spreading to the surroundings under his body, his body was unwilling to die like this, still trying to make a final effort, constantly twitching.

His head weakly swayed slightly with the twitching of his body. He looked at Aierwen who walked in front of him. The two looked at each other for about two seconds.

A large amount of bleeding after internal organ rupture had already started to surge up along his esophagus, and the blood overflowing from his mouth and nose had already doomed his ending.

Aierwen pulled out a pistol from his arms and shot all the bullets at him with a "pi-pa-la" sound.

He looked at the body that had completely stopped moving and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

It seemed he forgot to bring matches. He patted his pocket, just about to turn around to ask his brothers for a match or a lighter or something.

Suddenly, he squatted down. A corner of a matchbox was exposed in the vest pocket of the high-level cadre stained red with blood.

He took out the matches, rubbed them on the only dry collar of this dead ghost, lit the cigarette in his mouth, shook it, and threw the extinguished match into the pool of blood, just like the life of this dead ghost that had already dimmed.

At this time, the clerk had already been scared into peeing. As a witness, she very much doubted that she would be finished off.

Aierwen took a final look at the dead high-level cadre, got up, and walked to the bar.

The female clerk showed a pleading look, "I have a husband and children..."

Aierwen smiled, "I don't, but do you have a phone here?"

The female clerk nodded repeatedly. She hurriedly took out the phone and placed it on the counter.

Aierwen bit the cigarette, put the pistol back, picked up the phone, and dialed a number. The phone was connected quickly, "He's finished."

"Come back early, pay attention to safety."

Aierwen hung up the phone, and then looked at the female clerk who was still pleading in a low voice and had already cried. The moment Aierwen's hand reached into his pocket, she almost knelt down to plead!

She thought Aierwen was going to pull out a gun. The only witness at the scene is usually finished off. She knew this and had heard of it.

But in fact...

He took out a stack of money, tilted his head slightly, and the cigarette lit by the cigarette butt was a bit smoky to his eyes.

With one eye wide open and one eye squinting, he skillfully counted out 30 yuan and placed it on the table.

"Damaged your tables, chairs, and floor, 10 yuan should be enough."

"Another 20 yuan for you to buy a new pair of pants, and buy some food for your husband and children. After you go back later, tell them you love them."

"Also, don't say you've seen us. You've been hiding under the counter."

He put away the remaining money, pinched the cigarette from his lips with his thumb, index finger, and middle finger, and with a smile from the heart after revenge on his face, "Have a pleasant evening, madam."

Saying that, he only left this female clerk with a profound memory that she would never forget in her life, turned around, and left with his other brothers.

She just stood there, blankly watching a car leave the motel quickly, and the sound of some messy footsteps coming a few minutes later.

She hurriedly wiped away her tears, clutched the 30 yuan on the table in her hand, thought about it, and only put 20 yuan into her pocket.

The boss actually found out long ago, but the other party didn't leave, so he didn't dare to come at all.

When he pushed the door in from the door by the counter and saw the three bodies on the ground, the first thing he thought of was not calling the police, or saying anything else.

But running over to search the pockets of these people.

Gold watch?

Mine!

Blood-stained cash?

Mine!

Gem ring?

Still mine!

And car keys?

All mine!

After a while, he remembered that there was a female clerk here. He walked over, took out... seven or eight 25-cent coins from his pocket, and patted them on the counter, "You didn't see anything, right?"

The female clerk was stunned for a moment, "Yes, boss...", she hesitated for a moment, just about to say that the other party should have given 10 yuan for them to change tables and repair the floor.

But her boss didn't seem to want to be here, "I have to go, someone called the police, the police are coming soon."

"Listen, we don't want to cause trouble. You haven't seen them, and you haven't seen me, understand?"

He looked outside the window, patted the counter to remind the female clerk with a patting sound, and then left quickly.

He didn't notice that he left a bloody footprint at the scene...

In the city, Lans hung up the phone, took down a photo on the blackboard, and tore it into two halves, but nailed it back up.

"Four left!", Lans pulled the chair beside him and sat down, lit a cigarette, "Where are they now?"

Mo Lisi sat beside him. During this period, Mo Lisi showed excellent tracking and tailing skills, and was meticulous, cautious, and bold. Lans handed over finding people and tailing to him.

"Haile has been hiding in his manor and not coming out, his two confidants are also there, and there is also a high-level cadre who came that night."

"He... uh, I don't know how to say it."

Lans was a bit strange. Mo Lisi was not the kind of guy who liked to keep people in suspense, "What happened to him?"

"He went in."

"Went in?"

Mo Lisi scratched his head, "He went to the police station to surrender and admit to a case of injury. Now he has been caught by the Empire District Branch and is being held there."

"I asked someone to inquire. He signed a plea agreement with the police station. The police station will communicate with the Judicial Bureau, and he can come out in about a year or two."

"A year or two?", Lans shook his head, "I can't wait that long."

Mo Lisi also knew, so he didn't know how to say it, "If we take action in the police station, will it cause some unnecessary trouble?"

The law enforcement system can pretend not to see crime, but you cannot provoke their majesty. At least before they allow you to do so, you cannot do so.

This is like an adult holding a knife in his hand.

He can choose not to use this knife, but you cannot insist on provoking him, and insist on letting him try to cut you with this knife. This is very stupid.

Lans pondered for a while, picked up the phone, and dialed Lawyer Luo Ben's number.

The phone was connected quickly. Lans and Lawyer Luo Ben had a series of cooperation on Enio's problem, so he could directly call Lawyer Luo Ben's desk without the front desk transferring.

"This is Luo Ben Law Firm, I am Lawyer Luo Ben himself, what can I do for you?"

"It's me, Lans."

Lawyer Luo Ben immediately raised his eyebrows. He knew better than others what happened to Lans recently. As a lawyer specializing in defending gangs, he was very well-informed in this field!

"Mr. Lans, very happy to hear your voice, so what can I do for you this time?"

Challenging the Kamila Gang head-on and still being able to establish a bit of advantage was already worthy of Lawyer Luo Ben respecting Lans, of course, also looking at the money and subsequent work.

Although many people look down on the Kamila Gang, they are after all a regional gang with more than 300 core members and have great ruling power in the Empire District.

Now people are waiting, watching. If Lans can replace the Kamila Gang, then the Kamila Gang will become the sinner who triggered all the unrest and be liquidated.

But if they are at a stalemate, then their results will not be very good.

Whether it is good or not, for Lawyer Luo Ben, this represents the possibility of having work.

"I won't say much about what happened."

"There is a fool who went to surrender, serious injury. You mentioned to me before that you also have connections in the state prison system. Can you assign him and Enio to the same prison?"

After Lawyer Luo Ben simply inquired about the general situation, he answered calmly, "No problem, give you a discount, 1,500 yuan, I guarantee he and Enio are in the same prison. If you want them in the same cell, it's no problem."

"Very good, then can you help me send two more people in?"

Lawyer Luo Ben didn't talk nonsense either. He knew that Lans didn't want to talk nonsense with him now, so he directly quoted the price, "Count it together, you give me 4,000 yuan, I will help you send that person and two of your people, together with Enio, to the same prison and the same prison area."

"I suggest you give me another 1,000, so I can help them customize their crimes and sentences, so they can come out with Enio."

"Deal, someone will take the money to find you tomorrow, and then you send them both in."

"Mr. Lans, I hope you can become the winning side in the war. Working with you is really too pleasant!"

"Then wish you a happy revenge, good night!"

"Good night, Lawyer Luo Ben."

Lans hung up the phone and looked at the blackboard again, "Only three left now..."

After 10 o'clock in the evening, someone called Haile. He answered it for only three or four seconds, and the person stayed where he was.

The person on the phone told him that another high-level cadre was shot dead in the restaurant of the Oasis Motel.

It must be Lans's group who did it, because he was shot 27 times, 9 of which were close-range supplementary shots.

In other words, before the supplementary shots, he had already been shot 18 times. He couldn't live anymore, but he was still shot supplementarily.

This crazy approach is only done by Lans's group. Other gangs or organizations basically just do enough.

However, because they had already left the boundary of Jincheng, this case was being handled by the Interstate Highway Police. They didn't know the victim, nor did they think it was necessarily done by people from Jincheng.

The highway police decided to handle it according to the rules, and everything followed the homicide process. The female clerk didn't see these people clearly and hid under the counter to escape a disaster.

However, someone left a bloody footprint at the scene...

Actually, Haile didn't hear the words behind clearly. Only when there was no sound continuing to come out on the phone, he said a thank you, and then hung up the phone.

He slumped in his chair a bit distractedly. In just one week, the situation reversed all of a sudden.

He didn't take Lans and his people to heart at all, but the trouble was that he couldn't find this group of people now!

In other words, although he had many people here, several times more than Lans's side, if he couldn't maintain this situation all the time, then Lans and his people could occupy a local advantage instead!

And strict defense can be maintained for a week, but not for a year, but the attack can be launched anytime, anywhere.

Enemies hiding in the dark like vipers, waiting for a fatal blow anytime, anywhere, are the most terrifying!

He couldn't deal with the attack of Lans's group so passively. He had to do something.

But... what could he do?

He sat in the chair and took out a cigarette. At this time, cigarettes are better than cigars, because they can be inhaled into the lungs. That feeling of filling makes people feel satisfied and also has a sense of security.

He thought for a long time, but could never think of what he could actually do.

Those peripheral members were already looking for the whereabouts of Lans's group everywhere. He even arranged for people to go to the Wanli Office. Someone named Xiao En was still working.

Originally, his intention was to kidnap this person, but there were people there from morning to night, and there was no chance to take action at all, so he could only watch from afar.

Besides these, what else could he do?

Find connections?

Find whom?

Now no matter who you find, you have to spend money, and spend a lot of money. He didn't have that much money in his hands anymore, unless he used his old capital.

But his old capital is "his money", not the gang's money. Using his own money to do things for the gang, he didn't have that kind of consciousness yet!

If he had, he might not have washed these money clean and transferred them to a safe account early on.

It seemed that everything had entered a vicious cycle, making him feel tricky, at a loss, and not knowing what to do.

Just when Haile was having a headache about how to find Lans, Lans was thinking about how to force them out.

Directly attacking Haile's manor, he wouldn't do it. Now his manpower here hadn't been expanded, and there were only twenty or so people left. Go to attack a manor guarded by more than a hundred core gang members?

He would only die faster and more miserably. As long as those people hid behind the windows in the house, even if they didn't shoot, they could make him leave voluntarily.

So he had to find a way to force people out first.

His gaze soon shifted to Mo Lisi, "Let people watch Haile's manor, you go and figure out how many industries he has first, we find a way to make him leave that turtle shell..."

He looked at the others, "Those who should heal their wounds heal their wounds, those who should rest rest. We will have big moves soon..."

For several consecutive days, the whole Jincheng became quiet again. For the past half a month, the public security in Jincheng was surprisingly good, and even some petty theft crimes were reduced a lot.

It is highly probable that many big shots were watching, all wanting to know how Lans would solve this matter, how to force Haile who was holding on in the manor out.

People were also guessing whether Haile could hold on to the end. Before this, none of them had thought that Lans could actually force Haile to this point.

The thing that made people slap the table and applaud the most was that Lans suddenly disappeared, hiding himself in the dark, leaving Haile, who was clearly more powerful, with no way at all.

Now even if Haile wanted to hide, he had no chance, because Lans in the dark must be staring at him closely.

As long as he leaves his turtle shell, Lans will definitely take action!

This also left Haile with no other way, and he could only guard his manor all the time.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, suddenly it started to spread wildly in the Empire District that Haile was actually dead.

His subordinates found someone similar to Haile to impersonate him, otherwise, with Haile's prestige of ruling the Empire District for ten or twenty years, how could he choose to avoid it when facing the challenge of Lans and these novices?

And it wasn't just one rumor, each one was said with nose and eyes, and some people rumored that they had stopped paying the regular fees!

If it was just a simple rumor, it would only make people feel fun or not fun, and the participation in spreading rumors would not be so strong.

Then the matter of not paying regular fees truly attracted more people's attention—a big mountain seemed to have been moved away?

Every district in Jincheng has to pay regular fees, those merchants.

Some districts pay a little less, for example, the Xilin District where middle-aged and elderly people live.

But there are also Pulixia and Bay District where they pay more, and the regular fees in the city center are not small either.

This kind of bad habit almost made many merchants unable to breathe. Suddenly, these merchants in the Empire District heard that they didn't have to pay, and the rumors spread faster.

Some people even really refused to pay regular fees. Two young people who collected regular fees were beaten by the shop owner and clerk and driven out, and this matter had no follow-up.

Because they were still operating there, and no one came to find their trouble.

Now Haile didn't dare to transfer people out casually, and when fewer people were transferred, they didn't want to go out either.

Who knows if the Lans family, having been unable to find Haile's trouble, would turn their spearhead to them?

Cut off the wings first, and then go to find Haile's trouble after Haile has no one around him?

This led to one shop not paying regular fees at first, then a street, a whole block. By December 20th, on the territory controlled by the whole Kamila Gang, it had basically completely stopped paying!

This is definitely a large sum of money. Thousands of merchants, 40 to 60 per shop, also have tens of thousands a month!

It was already a time when money was lacking, and suddenly everyone stopped paying, which was undoubtedly adding frost to snow.

And soon Haile himself had to pay wages to his subordinates.

Everyone came out with their heads tied to their belts, not to talk about loyalty with you, but to talk about money with you, and now the situation is very bad. His confidants told him that if he didn't give more money, many people planned not to do it.

After all, the risk now is too great!

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