Chapter 295: 296. Chapter 293: Silencing and Conversation

296. Chapter 293: Silencing and Conversation

"Why didn't Dover come today?"

Kares Gregg was still a bit strange; he knew the middle-parted head, a guy who often appeared by Paul's side; Dover said this was one of his many uncles.

However, the tone lacked awe.

If you expect a young person to have awe for an old person, then this old person must be able to determine some of this young person's fate in some aspect.

For example, the old person masters wealth, masters power, and can influence the young person; only in this way will young people have awe for old people.

This is like half-grown children; their awe for their parents, besides being afraid of being beaten, is more importantly that they need to rely on their parents to survive.

The middle-parted head wasn't in power like Paul; although he also had status in the family, Dover didn't think he could manage himself.

Along with this, it also made Kares feel that the middle-parted head might just have an identity similar to a butler.

And he was Dover's friend.

Of course, Kares would still respect this middle-parted head very much; after all, the other party was Dover's uncle and Paul's brother.

The middle-parted head smiled, not seeing any fire on his body; he crossed his legs, his hands on his knees, "Dover doesn't know where he ran off to play."

"I have to say, Kares, you two did a not-so-smart thing together."

Kares, sitting behind the table, asked somewhat cautiously, "What do you mean by 'not-so-smart thing'?"

"Attacking Lanse's motorcade."

Hearing this, Kares wasn't so nervous; his face even revealed some smiles, "Sir, you might not know, we were only a little bit away, just a little bit away from killing him."

"If there's a next time, I guarantee he absolutely cannot live and leave that street!"

"They were shameless, modified the vehicles, but this also provided us with a train of thought."

He talked about some insights after attacking Lanse this time, including the modification situation of the vehicles; this was a very important modification.

It wasn't just him; now it is estimated that many people have started to modify their vehicles, making their cars stronger and not so easy to be shot into sieves.

He witnessed the fierce resistance of the Lanse family, but also thought of a way to deal with it, "Next time I will bring explosives; I guarantee, this time I will definitely be able to send them all to the sky!"

He thought the middle-parted head came to question him why he hadn't succeeded; he had to make up for it.

The middle-parted head shook his head, "But they left alive this time."

For the middle-parted head, this wasn't a matter of next time or not next time; Lanse was still alive, which meant this was the biggest failure.

He didn't know Lanse, just heard of him; he had no friendship with Lanse and wasn't interested in him.

However, he knew one point: if Lanse had died then, there wouldn't be so many things now.

But Lanse didn't die, so...

"Mr. Paul has some friendship with Lanse, which will make Mr. Paul very difficult to do; he doesn't hope that others know this matter was done by Dover and you; can you understand what I mean?"

"So if you told anyone else, it's best to recall that person's name, then find him, send him away, and let him hide outside."

"Wait until the matter is over, then let him come back."

"Think carefully, is there anyone else who knows this was your and Dover's decision?"

Listening to the middle-parted head's words, Kares plunged into more detailed memories; he recalled all the things that happened that day, and finally shook his head, "Only I know about this matter."

"What I told them was because we wanted to invade the Imperial District, so there was this action."

The underground war in the city center is very fierce now; the Xiong Bang is seizing the core position of the city center and is at war with the Keane family among the Five Great Families.

No matter who wins or loses, the city center is definitely not a good territory in the future; it is very reasonable for Kares to want to leave here, and this statement makes sense, and at the same time, this is also his true thought.

If Lanse had really died, now he should have led people to start impacting the territory of the Lanse family in the Imperial District; unfortunately, Lanse didn't die; it's really too regrettable!

He felt some emotion, but what he didn't know was that the middle-parted head breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Since no one else knew about this matter, then the matter Paul entrusted to him was basically considered half-completed.

The middle-parted head recalled the intelligence about Kares obtained from the family, "I heard you and Dover cooperated to get some drugs and sold them abroad?"

Kares didn't know why the middle-parted head asked this, but he still nodded, "Yes, special medicines in the Federation are bestsellers worldwide; no matter what, they can sell for a very good price."

"Especially over in Sarian, their price is several times or even dozens of times the weight of gold!"

Sarian is another continent; on this land, scientific technology is relatively backward, but the rulers are very rich.

They fear death and long to have a healthier and longer-lived body.

Pharmaceutical agents from the Federation are very popular there; some kings or emperors of forces will sit on high thrones, letting merchants with special medicines put their medicines on a scale.

Then they will discuss a good price, they will adjust the ratio, and then put large pieces of gold on the other scale until they are balanced!

Kares wanted to make this business bigger; if this business could be done well, it would be more profitable than selling alcohol!

His purpose in saying this was also hoping to get more special medicines from the Pasleto family through the middle-parted head.

Dover could only provide him with a small amount of pharmaceutical agents each time, two or three boxes, seven or eight boxes, ten or so boxes; that was the limit.

But even with so little, it still made him earn a lot of money.

At this time, his breathing became rapid; if he could get more special medicines, he could completely obtain massive wealth in a very short time, as well as friendship from rulers in those backward regions!

People who have never been to those backward countries will never know what privilege means in those countries!

Friendship that helps rulers maintain health is enough to make him a small group second only to the ruler group!

The middle-parted head's smile became more obvious; he took out a folded piece of paper from his bosom, signaling him to come over, "You see which ones on this you can use."

Kares was overjoyed upon hearing this; he hurriedly walked around the table, bent his waist slightly, and reached out to take the list in the middle-parted head's hand, "Let me take a good look."

The list listed many special medicines, as well as prices.

Seeing those cheap purchase prices, compared to the prices of dozens of times the weight of gold in those remote regions in his brain, or even more, Kares's Adam's apple slid up and down several times.

Just when he was concentrating on thinking about which goods to take, he almost subconsciously looked up at the middle-parted head, but he froze.

Because the smile on the middle-parted head's face was gone, and there was only a cold expression, and he was looking at her with a colder look!

Just when he didn't understand why the middle-parted head had such an expression, suddenly he felt something shake in front of his eyes, as if it sank down in front of him, and then he fiercely grabbed his neck with both hands.

It was a noose!

The huge force seemed to want to strangle the thin rope into his neck; his whole face turned red in an instant!

The person behind him grabbed the rope tightly with both hands, turned around, and carried Kares up like a sack!

He struggled in the air, kicking his legs hard, wanting to use his elbows on both sides to elbow the person behind him, but although he could hit, it wasn't the elbow, but the upper arm part, and couldn't bring any substantial damage to the person behind him!

The noose that was getting tighter and tighter had already been deeply embedded in his flesh and blood; he gave up attacking the person behind him, but tried to pull the noose open a little gap, letting himself breathe a breath of air!

The middle-parted head held the coffee and watched him quietly, his face calm enough to make people feel uneasy.

The more he struggled, the faster he died; his face had started to turn purple, which indicated that the death knell rung by the god of death had entered the countdown.

After a while, after he failed to break free after several violent struggles, his hands hung down naturally; his whole face was blue-purple, and his eyeballs were bulging out!

It lasted for another ten seconds before he was let down; the noose had already eaten into the flesh and blood; the moment the noose was taken off, a circle of skin and flesh on his neck had already cracked.

That person helped him back to his chair, helped him set up a pose; the middle-parted head drank the little coffee in the cup, then stood up and walked to the door.

He picked up his soft-brimmed hat, swept the smoke ash that might have been stained on his body with the brim, and then pressed it on his head.

Finally looking at Kares, he left the club with his men.

Actually, he knew that if Lanse really wanted to find the truth, killing just one Kares couldn't stop Lanse.

The best way was actually to hand over Dover, but he felt this was unlikely.

With Paul's gratitude to Dover's father, it was impossible for him to hand over Dover.

Dover's father died for him; if he still did this, he would make many people feel disappointed, although everyone didn't like his arrangement for Dover very much.

The two passed through the club and arrived outside the building; the wind at night also carried the restlessness of summer and was no longer so cool.

Standing on the steps looking at the prosperous city center, the middle-parted head felt as if a layer of haze was shrouded in his heart.

When they were going down the steps, they happened to see more than ten cars suddenly stop under the steps; the people behind the middle-parted head directly blocked in front of him; they looked at these people vigilantly.

When the middle-parted head's gaze fell on Lanse's face, he pushed away the person in front of him with his hand, said "It's fine" softly, and continued to walk down.

At this time, some Saigeang people who were maintaining order outside the club had already discovered something wrong; they turned and ran back to the club; amidst the screams of some passersby, Lanse and the others chased up with weapons.

Just in this process, he caught a glimpse of the middle-parted head who was already standing on the edge of the stairs; the other party stood in place, grabbed his hat with his hand, and nodded and smiled at him.

Lanse gave Mo Lisi a signal; both of their gazes stopped on the middle-parted head, then Mo Lisi shook his head.

This person wasn't Kares.

Lanse nodded slightly to express his respect, then followed the crowd again and rushed up.

The middle-parted head actually wasn't as calm as he appeared at this time; he also breathed a heavy sigh of relief just now; if they had come a little later...

The consequences were unimaginable!

But fortunately, they came faster and more timely; I hope Kares, who was already finished, could give Lanse a surprise!

He went down the stairs and drilled into the car, patted the driver's seat of the driver, and the car soon merged into the night and disappeared.

Just at the moment his car hid into the night, the gunshots rang out fiercely!

More than ten minutes later, Lanse kicked open the door of the manager's office on the third floor of the club, seeing Kares, who had been dead for a while, sitting on the chair with his head tilted back.

Everyone froze for a moment; Lanse wiped the blood stains on his face, walked to the desk, touched his neck, and it was already completely cold.

Aierwen was also somewhat disbelieving; they hadn't even made a move yet, and Kares was already dead.

"Go catch someone.", Lanse said.

Not long after, a Saigeang person was dragged in by his hair; Lanse let him stand in front of Kares, pointed at Kares and asked, "Who is this?"

That person had a decadent face, and at the same time, it was also an unbelievable face; his gaze stared tightly at Kares's blue-purple face, and he said in disbelief, "You killed Kares..."

Lanse raised his hand and fired a shot; the bullet blew away his skull and shot into the floor; he kept the look of shock on his face until he died.

Hailamu walked to Kares's corpse and checked his wound, "He was strangled."

This sentence made some people laugh, and some people joked, "If you hadn't said it, I really wouldn't have seen it!"

"He was silenced.", Lanse put away his weapon, "Let's go first; the police are coming soon."

A group of people soon left the club; from the purpose, they completed half of it; Kares died.

But no one felt happy, because Kares wasn't killed by them, and his death was someone wanting him to keep a secret, not to vent Lanse's anger!

Police cars soon surrounded the club, but besides a ground of shell casings and dead corpses, there wasn't anything else of value here.

The newly appointed branch chief of the city center branch strode to the manager's office, seeing the corpse that was leaning backward on the ground with its head opened, at a glance.

And Kares, who was sitting on the chair with his head tilted, was "looking" at himself.

He had actually been here several times; everything here made him very familiar; he came to Kares's side, observed with an unpleasant face, and confirmed that Kares was also dead.

The police officers seemed to breathe a sigh of relief; this might be the best result.

Scum and scum fought, and then a pile of scum died.

This was also one of the reasons why the police were very slow in responding to calls during this period; on one hand, they needed to mobilize police force to deal with the exchange of fire.

On the other hand, it was also hoping that these fighting parties could die a bit more; it would be best if they died until only the last person was left, and then they would stand out to clean up the mess.

Actually, not all police officers knew who did this case, but those above the middle level understood very clearly.

They just attacked Lanse's motorcade, and immediately suffered retaliation; to say this matter had nothing to do with Lanse, no one could believe it!

On the way back, the more Lanse thought, the more he felt that the person who greeted him on the stairs was not quite right.

But the sky was too dark at that time, and he didn't see that person's face completely, just having a vague, general impression.

Relying on a vague impression to find someone in New Jincheng, I'm afraid it's too difficult!

Clearly Kares died, but Lanse couldn't be happy at all.

What made him even more unhappy was that it happened the next morning; the entire New Jincheng was publicizing that Lanse had killed Kares again.

They even gave Lanse a nickname—"Boss Killer", to tease that three gang leaders had already fallen into his hands.

Alberto also called early in the morning, asking about what happened last night.

"When I entered the office, Kares had already been dead for a while; clearly someone killed him to silence him; do you understand what I mean?"

Originally, Alberto's purpose in making this call was to probe Lanse's tone, whether he had obtained any intelligence from Kares.

But Lanse didn't seem to have obtained anything, yet he also got what he wanted.

When he started to suspect that someone in the Pasleto family had sold out his information, and wasn't so sure yet.

Kares being silenced meant his conjecture was confirmed.

This made Alberto also feel a bit tricky; he opened his mouth several times wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Always being silent wasn't a good way either; he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of something, "Didn't you ask me to inquire when Luigi was going to deliver goods last time?"

"Recently, the Xiong Bang ordered a large batch of alcohol from them, at least two transport ships, which can arrive around the 8th or 9th."

Alberto avoided the previous question and context, which actually made Lanse breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Alberto had helped him quite a bit; if they fell out because of this matter, it wasn't what he wanted to see.

But he believed that whether it was Alberto or himself, they couldn't avoid this matter in the end; they had to face it.

At this time, Lanse hadn't thought about how to do it yet; he thanked Alberto, and after a period of thinking, said softly, "I want to meet Paul; you help me arrange it."

Alberto thought for a long time before using an "Hmm" to answer him, "I will notify you if there is news."

"Good... thank you for your news."

After speaking, the two hung up the phone; Alberto hesitated for a long time before picking up the phone and dialing Paul's number.

Today Paul's mood looked better than the previous two days; at least he didn't hang up the phone impatiently.

"Lanse said he wanted to meet you; he might know it was our people who did it; last night he found Kares, but was silenced a step ahead; he increased his suspicion of the family, Paul."

Paul also had a headache; after thinking for a while, he told Alberto, "Right in your bar..." ===== CHAPTER 296 =====