Chapter 249: 250. Chapter 247: Rat-tat-tat

250. Chapter 247: Rat-tat-tat

Snake looked at the few young men who had rushed over in other people's cars, his expression slightly dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything.

Most of the Viper Gang were locals of Fides. Now that they were being asked to leave here for another city, and it was possible they would be injured or even die, it was very difficult for Snake to demand they be so absolute.

He knew that these young people had all gone to say goodbye to their families and girlfriends last night, and some of them even held a grand "farewell party."

They found many girls to come and hold it, and a group of them went crazy all night.

This was perhaps their final way of saying goodbye to the city that raised them, shooting all their unpleasant new troubles and anxieties out of their brains.

Alcohol, tobacco, sex, their brains were a mess all night, and finally, everyone lay together and slept until dawn.

Seeing Snake with a cold face, these young people also felt their scalps tingling, but fortunately, Snake didn't scold them, just urged them to get in the cars as soon as possible.

A total of two buses, one truck, and a few small cars.

The young people were actually full of longing for going to New Jincheng, just like young people from ordinary small places always longed to go to big cities.

They had heard too much about the tariffs of New Jincheng, and they also really wanted to see it with their own eyes.

Perhaps this would be the starting point of their legendary lives!

On the buses, the young people were chatting. Some young people who didn't attend the farewell party last night asked those who did attend what they played last night in an envious and jealous tone.

Listening to them talk about those unrestrained girls, and it was said there were even some foreigners, like Imperial people, Yalan people, etc., which made the eyes of some young people red with jealousy!

Those who might not have even held a girl's hand had already started cursing out loud!

If they had known, they would have gone too!

Amidst the bickering and playing, the anticipation for the new city was gradually replaced by boredom. There was no good scenery on both sides of the federal interstate highway, just desolate wilderness.

Occasionally being able to see packs of wolves or other animals passing by was already the most interesting embellishment on the road.

From the loud noise and excited emotions when they first got on the bus, to the end when most people were curled up in their seats smoking, everything became quiet again.

Snake was looking at some materials, which contained some information about New Jincheng.

This information was actually quite outdated, because it still contained descriptions of the Kamila Gang and the Brotherhood, but he knew about this.

It was only half a year, and two gangs that were very famous in New Jincheng had become history. This also made him, like others, full of longing for this city where gold was everywhere, while also having a hint of vigilance.

He didn't want him and the Viper Gang to become fireworks.

It took a day to get from Fides to New Jincheng. It was impossible for everyone to drive all the way, so when they were about to enter Liklai State, the convoy chose a motel to rest for a while.

The motel owner was very enthusiastic about these people. What surprised them was that there was actually a call-girl service here—

The motel owner's wife and his three daughters.

Although everyone was surprised, they didn't feel it was incredible. After all, they had heard about this kind of thing many times. People's lives were not easy, and everyone wanted to make money.

Things like motels, besides providing a relatively comfortable environment for an overnight stay, also relied on providing...

Those long-haul truck drivers needed this!

Early the next morning, the convoy set off again. After entering Liklai State, the situation here was obviously better than the neighboring state. The interstate highway also became lively, and there were many large trucks speeding on the road.

As the port with the largest throughput in the Northern Hemisphere, New Jincheng kept goods from all over the world every day, and then sent them to the surrounding areas by land or water.

The obviously lively highway also began to make people regain their spirits. They would arrive in New Jincheng by the afternoon at the latest, which made them full of expectations for their new life and work.

Seeing that the road signs for New Jincheng had begun to appear on the side of the road, and the distance was getting closer and closer, when approaching New Jincheng, Snake had the convoy stop at a motel on the side of the road.

They could eat something here, and he had to make a phone call.

"I'll be able to enter the city in a little over an hour. You can call Lansi and chat, see if you can make an appointment to meet him."

"This time we'll solve him once and for all!"

Hearing that Snake had arrived on the outskirts of New Jincheng, Brinton relaxed completely. He quickly replied, "No problem, I'll contact him right away."

"Contact him now, I'll wait for your call."

After Brinton hung up, he dialed Lansi's number. Lansi's number wasn't hidden, but what wasn't hidden was the front desk's number, not the separate one on his desk.

The call was connected quickly.

"Hi, Lansi, I'm Brinton. I think we should talk."

"Hmm?"

Brinton glanced at the receiver in his hand. This was not quite the Lansi he had imagined. He felt Lansi should say something to him, not just "hmm."

But this didn't prevent him from finishing what he had to say. "I know there might be a little misunderstanding between us. Now there is a very good opportunity to clear up the misunderstanding. We can sit down and have a chat."

"The Imperial District is very large, and as far as I know, your bar is not full of the Imperial District. We can completely coexist peacefully!"

"Even if you are really dissatisfied with us being here, we can talk. Maybe we can go to other places, the Bay Area, or even the city center."

"But first, we have to talk, don't you think?"

Lansi's answer was still very concise. "Yes, so?"

"So we have to talk, I said, sit down, face to face!"

He emphasized the word "face to face." "There are many problems that can't be talked about clearly on the phone, so we have to sit down and talk. This is also a manifestation of sincerity, right?"

"No matter what the result is, I will accept it."

Lansi seemed to be moved by him and agreed. "What time, what location?"

This made Brinton overjoyed. "Tonight at nine o'clock, 118 Road No. 9. There is a restaurant there, I'll wait for you!"

118 Road No. 9 was on the west side of the Imperial District, close to the industrial zone, and a bit remote.

"No problem."

It wasn't that Brinton hadn't thought about letting Lansi leave New Jincheng, but this was obviously unlikely. The two sides were already in a hostile relationship. Asking Lansi to go outside the city to negotiate with you... that didn't sound like a good thing!

So in the end, he chose a relatively remote location. The industrial zone was dead silent after nightfall, and the people living nearby didn't like to meddle in other people's business, and it was close to Interstate 24.

Snake and the others could reach Road No. 9 by going straight through the entire industrial zone.

Brinton, who had finished all this, seemed to feel much more comfortable. The boulder pressing on his chest seemed to have been moved away by some mysterious force. He quickly dialed back according to the number Snake had left, explained the time and location roughly, and after the two agreed, Brinton hung up the phone.

He now needed to prepare for the negotiation tonight, and he had even started to fantasize about the poor look of Lansi kneeling at his feet begging him not to kill him when he sat at the dining table tonight!

At the thought of this, the depression, anxiety, and fear of this period all turned into loud laughter!

But soon he restrained his smile. He felt there was a traitor inside the nightclub, so he had to keep a low profile first...

Only he didn't know that the person he was talking to wasn't Lansi.

The real Lansi, in a room on the second floor of the motel, was looking out through the gaps in the blinds.

"Several cars, at least sixty or seventy people, but they don't seem to be carrying weapons."

Erwin was standing by another window. The angle they were standing at was just right to see the motel's restaurant. Those young people were sitting scattered, eating food while laughing and playing.

"Ma Duoer, do you think our success rate is high?"

Ma Duoer was also here, observing the situation below. He saw that several drivers didn't go to the restaurant to eat, but gathered around the convoy.

"The positions where those drivers are standing, those cars, might be the vehicles they use to store important supplies."

"Weapons, or money, or something else. Let's take these people out first, and then don't let them get close to the cars."

The two looked toward those drivers. There were no obvious covers around them, only cars.

Lansi didn't think this was a problem. "Hailamu can handle them in no time."

Ma Duoer continued, "Then the rest are the people in the restaurant, and their cadres."

"I think their cadres might carry weapons, but I can't guarantee their ordinary members aren't carrying weapons, so we must take them by surprise..."

Lansi turned to look at him. "For example?"

... A few minutes later, Snake hung up the phone. Brinton had already told him the result. Seeing that he was about to eradicate the Lansi family, he finally felt a bit more relaxed.

He ordered a burger and some extra fried chicken and returned to his room.

It wasn't that he didn't like being with these gang members, but he was a bit older and was the leader of the gang. If he always mixed with these underclass members, it would make people lose their sense of awe for him!

He didn't believe the books written by those big capitalists, didn't believe that making friends with employees could increase production, because he was originally from the underclass.

He knew deeply that if a factory owner made friends with an assembly line worker, then this worker would very likely demand some excessive things.

For example, asking for a better position, more benefits, more wages.

If the boss didn't agree, it would instead destroy the illusion he had created of wanting to make friends with everyone. So from the beginning, Snake wouldn't let this situation happen.

Not long after he left, a car entered the parking lot.

The drivers who were gathered together smoking and chatting all looked toward that car.

This was a motel, it was normal for cars to come in. Their job now was to not let anyone get close to their convoy, to prevent thieves or something.

In this day and age, you couldn't judge whether someone was a thief based on whether they drove a car. There were people who drove around stealing things all the same.

The car was very close to them. They noticed there were several people in the car, one of whom was like a farmer's stupid son, always flipping his hair.

Just as the car got close to them, it stopped.

Several drivers' hands immediately went into their bosoms or behind their backs. The guy sitting in the passenger seat acted as if he didn't see that these people were wrong, and asked loudly, "Hi, friends, do you know this place?"

He took out a map and was still complaining, "I've turned around here several times and haven't found this place. I can tell at a glance that you are knowledgeable people. Maybe you are smarter than me, a stupid driver, and can tell me how to get there!"

Originally, the drivers didn't intend to pay attention to him, but this guy spoke very nicely, which made the drivers relax their vigilance a little, and at the same time, they all looked toward the map in the passenger's hand.

A federal map with a circle drawn on it in red ink.

Some scientists have stated that when an artificially marked area appears in a picture, even if the person observing the picture previously knew they didn't need to observe this marked area, they would subconsciously look at this part.

It was as if at this moment, they were all attracted by that red circle, ignoring the stupid son of the landlord in the car flipping his hair and lifting a submachine gun from the base of the car.

The sound of rat-tat-tat gunshots rang out in an instant. These drivers didn't even have a chance to hide. Although they had already made movements to run away, under the fierce shooting of the two submachine gun muzzles, they had no chance to leave at all!

The young people in the restaurant were immediately alarmed by the sudden gunshots in the parking lot. They all stood up immediately, and some of them also pulled out handguns.

Just when their attention was all on the outside, Lansi and his group were quickly passing through the back kitchen!

"Gentlemen, this is not allowed...", the guy whose nose hair was curling and stretching out from his nostrils didn't have time to let them leave before he had a gun pointed at his head.

He immediately raised his hands and showed an ugly smile. Erwin pointed to the corner. "There's going to be a gunfight here soon, you'd better leave!"

The chef shivered. Erwin's muzzle shook toward the back door. He ran two steps worriedly, saw that Alwin didn't shoot, and ran away without looking back!

Lansi was walking in the front. He pushed open the restaurant door, and all that was left for him were backs!

Fortunately, he was using a submachine gun, and he wasn't Niko.

Most of the people in the restaurant were attracted by the sound of the gunfight in the parking lot. They hadn't figured out what was happening and were looking over there.

Several young people had already walked out, trying to figure out what was going on.

Just when everyone was still watching the excitement, suddenly they found that there were a few companions beside them who cursed "fuck" and shrank under the table.

They hadn't had time to reflect on what was happening when they heard the sound of neat bolt-pulling behind them.

More than a dozen people lined up, one foot in front, one foot behind, their bodies ready to resist the recoil. The next second, more than a dozen submachine guns fired together!

The yellow bullet casings were ejected from the shell ejector, just like a rainstorm, just like the bullets sprayed out, becoming a nightmare for people in an instant!

The whistling bullets tore through the peace in the restaurant in an instant. The young people of the Viper Gang cried and wanted to escape. Even if some people had weapons in their hands, it was difficult for them to aim amidst the pushing and shoving of their own people.

The crowd fell down in rows like wheat being cut. Even if someone tried to resist, it was difficult to escape.

Only the first few who had already walked out ran out, but what greeted them was a car that suddenly appeared beside them, and Hailamu, who was leaning out of the car window with a submachine gun in his hand.

"Do you like this surprise?"

"Bastard?!"

Those who escaped from the restaurant twisted their bodies and soon died on the cement floor at the restaurant entrance. The vehicle stopped, Hailamu changed a magazine, walked to a guy who wasn't dead yet, and pulled the trigger on him.

Holding the gun with one hand, he almost couldn't suppress the muzzle. A bullet was less than a centimeter away from his toe!

He cursed, quickly let go of the finger tightening the trigger, and seemed to be unsatisfied, taking out a handgun and sending a few more bullets to that unlucky guy.

The rich smell of blood spread throughout the restaurant, just like the smell of a slaughterhouse!

Lansi skillfully changed the magazine, checked every corner, and added shots to those who looked like they were feigning death, ensuring everyone was finished.

He threw the submachine gun to Erwin and walked out, stepping on the wet ground covered with fresh blood.

Unexpectedly, there was no gunfight at the motel. They had actually locked onto the rooms where Snake and the others were, but they were hiding in the rooms, which made it very difficult to deal with.

If they wanted to break in, they would very likely be shot, so what they needed to do now was to find a way to force them out from inside.

"We can use gasoline to make some incendiary bombs." Lansi made a suggestion.

But soon all their eyes were focused on Hailamu. He took two grenades out of his pocket...

Snake, who was hiding in the room and could hear his own heartbeat, had greeted everyone. Undoubtedly, this group of people was coming for them!

Their intelligence had leaked, but he didn't know how it leaked. You have to know, he had just notified Brinton where they were.

Even if Brinton betrayed him, this group of people couldn't have come so quickly.

He almost subconsciously thought of the "farewell party" last night, thought of those enthusiastic girls from all over the place they talked about!

This group of bastards must have talked nonsense after drinking too much, leaking the intelligence.

He cursed a few more times, held his gun, and hid behind the bed.

Most of the federal houses were wooden structures, including this two-story motel, which was also a wooden structure.

Those wooden walls couldn't stop bullets!

Just as he was preparing to call out and chat with the people outside, indicating that he could pay a sum of money to buy his own life, suddenly something was thrown in from the outside.

He just took one look and almost shat himself!

"Fuck!" ===== CHAPTER 250 =====