Chapter 290

In the morning, after Lans finished breakfast, he set off from his residence by car; he planned to buy a manor recently.

The house in the manor is big enough, and quiet enough, isolated from the outside world, and more importantly, it can be safe enough!

He communicated with Paul last night; he will go to Starlight this morning to take over the bar Paul promised him.

Paul didn't refuse either; this is what Lans deserves; he did what he should do, so he should get this reward.

Aierwen and Ma Duoer checked the vehicle, and Lans chose one of the four cars at random.

Actually, logically speaking, the safest way now is to learn from Haile, find a place to build a safe house, lock himself in, and wait until everything is over before coming out.

But if he really did this, then he wouldn't be him.

He will appear in people's sight; he wants to use this way to tell everyone that he is Lans, not a clown who runs away from battle!

Everyone could also feel the recently tense atmosphere; they were very careful all the way, and during the period, Aierwen even let the motorcade change the route once.

This trip is very important.

The Starlight District is the most famous consumption area in New Jincheng; its consumption power is even higher than that of the City Center.

Rich people and celebrities can be seen everywhere; they linger in the nightlife of the Starlight District and are also willing to pay for happiness.

Selling a glass of wine to those poor people in the Empire District, Lans would only charge them twenty-five cents.

Slightly better quality wine, here, requires one dollar.

As for those medium-to-high-end brandies and whiskeys, they start at two or three dollars, three or five dollars.

Don't think this is expensive; for those rich people in the Bay Area who are truly rich, this is just the most insignificant point of all the benefits they have grabbed from this city!

Like those rich people who invested a large amount of funds in the port, they can even calculate their daily income by "how much money they earn every second," not like ordinary people, calculated by week or month.

So five dollars might be just that ten-something seconds, or one or two minutes of time.

Money earned in such a short time, through consumption, can make them happy for a long time; isn't this cost-effective?

Lans is full of expectations for the bar in the Starlight District; if the bar in the Empire District is to make his name, then the bar in the Starlight District is truly to make money!

The motorcade drove on the road without danger; Aierwen felt a bit nervous when leaving the Empire District, just like the kind of nervousness after leaving a safe environment.

As the motorcade continued to move forward safely, his nervousness was gradually relieved.

"The car door has been handled by people; steel plates have been added inside."

Aierwen, sitting in the passenger seat, introduced casually, "Steel plates have also been added to the hood, so it won't be easily penetrated, affecting its function."

"And the tires, we changed to solid tires; it might not be very comfortable to ride, but bullets won't let our car stop..."

Lans didn't hesitate to expose him, "Are you nervous?"

Aierwen was just about to deny this statement, but finally nodded, "A little, we did so many... things, and they have no reaction at all; this isn't normal!"

Although the driver is also one of our own, Aierwen doesn't intend to tell others about this matter before it is completely over.

Including the girls he sent away, now they are also being strictly monitored by the people he arranged.

If those girls don't mess around, it's fine; as long as they dare to mess around, they will soon shut their mouths forever.

Sometimes he feels Lans is too kind, unwilling to hurt those innocent people; sometimes he feels he should be kinder, at least the light he emits can warm the people around him.

Before, Aierwen heard people say that butchers in slaughterhouses go crazy after working for a long time, especially those butchers who slaughter cows.

They say cows shed tears and beg for mercy before being slaughtered, just like people.

You have to stab a sharp knife into the heart of a cow that sheds tears; this is indeed not easy for humans with empathy.

Slaughtering animals is like this, let alone people.

He was also very afraid at the beginning, later became numb; he felt he was abnormal.

But he didn't feel he had a problem, because when he felt he had a problem, he would think of Lans.

This is a very contradictory mood; two emotions are entangled together, constantly colliding, and there will always be someone who has the upper hand, but not always.

Lans is not just a "leading big brother" in life for them, but also a guide on their life path!

He doesn't want Lans to have an accident; no one wants Lans to have an accident.

But Erik is dead; besides saying he wants to declare war on evil, the Mayor doesn't seem to be doing anything.

Only the Hazardous Materials Administration continues to seal bars everywhere; if this is declaring war on evil, it's too funny.

But it was such a funny scene that made Aierwen a bit uneasy; he always felt it wasn't that the Mayor didn't do anything, but that he was doing it, but they couldn't see it.

This is the source of his nervousness.

Lans looked at the increasingly prosperous streets outside the window; the Pulixiya District is the only way for the Empire District to go to the Starlight District. It looks much better than the Empire District.

"The advantage he finally obtained was broken by us, then next..."

Before Lans finished his words, suddenly a car rushed out from the alley on the roadside and hit the first car directly!

The huge force almost knocked it over; if it weren't for Aierwen listening to Lans's suggestion, adding steel plates to the car door, making the car body heavier, maybe it would have really flipped over!

The violent collision directly made everyone show their changes. Aierwen roared "Get down," and then picked up a submachine gun from under his feet. He had no time to distinguish whether the people around were enemies or not, and directly pulled the trigger on those who tried to approach the car!

Lans's heartbeat began to accelerate rapidly; the excessive secretion of adrenaline made his face rosy, as if he had endless strength.

He picked up the submachine gun under the car base and pulled the trigger on the outside.

Just in that less than ten seconds, the whole street was full of gunfire!

"Go, go, reverse!", Aierwen urged the driver to reverse while looking outside the car.

The other two cars were also exchanging fire with the outside; for a time, they couldn't even see how many enemies there were.

The driver put it in reverse and stepped on the accelerator to the end; the car began to reverse, but before it left very far, suddenly there was a violent collision behind it!

A car blocked the way; Lans hit the back of the passenger seat, hitting his chest until it was stuffy.

"Fuck! Fuck!", he looked back and raised his submachine gun, firing a burst of bullets at the car that was pushing their car butt from behind. The driver in the cab hadn't reacted yet before his head was shot open!

At this time, bullets had begun to fly around on the road; the doors of the car they were riding in constantly made clanging sounds of being hit by bullets, sparks splashing everywhere!

If it weren't for Aierwen adding steel plates to the cars, maybe they would have been shot into sieves!

Now everyone was crazy; anyway, whoever approached the car, they would shoot at them.

Lans slapped the back of the driver's seat, "Crash into the shop inside!"

The driver just raised his head, and Lans felt some hot things on his face. The driver's whole body tightened sharply, and then soon relaxed again.

"Fuck!"

He cursed and continued to shrink his neck.

Aierwen looked at him panting, the two looked at each other for a moment, and then raised their heads sharply to look around.

Someone tried to approach the vehicle, but saw them raise their heads and hid back behind the cover around them, then continued to shoot at each other from a distance.

Such intense crossfire couldn't help but alarm the people of the entire city, and it wasn't so far from the Empire District; what they had to do was wait!

Breaking out was impossible, and the only thing worth celebrating was that they came in four cars, not one!

If it were one car, Lans might have been cold by now!

Fortunately, the car was protected by steel plates; those gunmen, if they didn't risk being killed and walk to the car door to shoot inside, they couldn't hit these people who had already calmed down.

But once they approached, they would be shot into sieves first!

The crowd on the roadside had long since run away; the crossfire lasted for about six or seven minutes, and Lans's submachine gun bullets were almost used up, and he had long since started using a pistol.

Those gunmen saw they couldn't approach these cars, and shooting at the doors had no use, and under the situation that the police sirens began to ring, they chose to evacuate in a hurry!

If these gunfights happened in the Empire District or the Port District, the police wouldn't come so fast.

But this is the Pulixiya District, a middle-class community; there might even be some capitalists living here. Their phone calls were much more effective than those poor people!

Soon more than a dozen police cars surrounded them; although they knew those four cars were the attacked cars, they didn't dare to approach too excessively, only daring to shout from afar.

Lans didn't speak himself, but let Aierwen shout, "Let Chief Bulu come, let Hailamu come, otherwise we won't put down our weapons!"

"We cannot confirm whether you are in the same group as the attackers!"

This made the police officers who came out a bit annoyed, but they wouldn't risk their lives to drag people out of the car.

Soon the phone call reached Branch Director Chief Bulu. As soon as he heard Lans's motorcade was attacked, his whole person felt like he had been electrocuted; he was numb!

Ten-something minutes later, Branch Director Chief Bulu and the people of the Lans family finally arrived at the scene. Seeing Hailamu at that moment, Lans breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this guy didn't look very likable, he really could give people a very strong sense of security!

After confirming they controlled the situation, Lans walked out of the car slowly...