Chapter 353

354. Chapter 350: Siege

"We will take action against the Kasiya family in these few days. After solving them, we will have no opponents."

Albeituo said some arrangements for the Pasiletu family in the future on the phone, "By then, perhaps we need to borrow a part of your power."

Lanse sat in the office and listened to this call. He couldn't help but tease, "You have three families, isn't it enough to deal with one Kasiya family?"

Albeituo sighed, "You know, now we are seriously lacking manpower, but they are still constantly mobilizing manpower from Yalan."

"Of course, this is a possibility I mentioned, it may not become reality. In fact, I also think it is unlikely that they will let us ask others for help."

"The mayor was shot, the dock is in chaos again, and soon we are going to war again..."

"Lanse, I have a very wonderful feeling, as if we have returned to 1180!"

1180 was the most chaotic period in New Jincheng, and it was also the stage where the five major families gradually emerged from the chaos.

In fact, Albeituo is not that old, but from the mouths of those older gang members, he has infinite yearning for that legendary era.

Everyone hopes to become one of the protagonists of the story and become a legend.

Instead of becoming the person reading the story, or becoming the embellishment around the legend!

"I don't think the governor will allow it to be so chaotic now.", Lanse said a heartfelt word, "This is not forty years ago. Forty years ago, anything was possible, but now, many things are impossible!"

Just as he was speaking, the office door was suddenly pushed open. Lanse lowered his voice a bit, "It seems I have something to do, I'll call you later."

He hung up the phone and watched Lao En rush in from outside. He panted slightly, "Burton was attacked, he was slightly injured, and has been sent to the hospital."

Lanse frowned, "Who did it?"

"Wolf Gang!"

Lanse frowned, "They intend to attack us while it's chaotic, but why would they go to attack Burton?"

Burton's "safety factor" is not high. On the one hand, he cannot contact the core business within the family. Even if he is caught, others cannot pry any valuable information from his mouth.

Secondly, he cannot even be considered a gang member in the true sense. He just collects information and then conveys the information to Lanse, that's all.

He is not harmful and not aggressive. Attacking him has no practical significance other than angering the Lanse family.

This made Lanse a bit confused.

Others also entered the room one after another. Except for a few people who were not in New Jincheng or were on their way, everyone else was here.

Aerwen walked in from outside and expressed his thoughts, "Burton controls our largest information network. Although this information network is not proactive, it is undeniable that if some people enter the Imperial District, Burton must be the first to know."

Lanse was reminded by him, and his eyes swept over others again, "What about Mo Lisi?"

A young man who came with Enio and others said, "Mo Lisi went to play ball."

Mo Lisi likes to play ball, basketball.

In fact, young people in the federation quite like sports, except for those fat people.

The federal government spent great energy and funds to promote the development of national sports. Sports like baseball and football are becoming or have become very influential sports, and basketball is too.

There are many sayings about promoting basketball, but there is a saying that might be more reliable, which is that the venue required for basketball is far lower than the venue requirements for baseball and football.

Even half a basketball court can allow young people on the street to have a basketball game, while playing baseball or football requires not only equipment but also a wide open space.

That's why basketball was promoted, just because it doesn't need much area.

Surveys show that areas with stadiums have a significantly higher security rate than areas without stadiums.

Young people use their energy in sports, which will reduce the occurrence of crime, although some sociologists also believe that doing so is useless.

This is like a worker who is not married and has worked for a day and is exhausted, but when he wants to, he will still be ready with both hands when he returns home to reward himself.

Sociologists believe that if a person really wants to commit a crime, it has no direct relationship with whether they are tired or not.

Many people in the family have their favorite sports. Baseball and basketball are the most numerous. Mo Lisi is not tall, but he loves to play, but he plays just so-so. At least there is a certain probability of throwing the ball into the basket.

The court he often goes to is actually not too far from the company, a ten-minute drive.

Lanse looked at the few people by the door, "Who will go and find him back? It's not safe outside now."

Someone raised his hand, "I'll go."

Lanse watched that person leave, and then talked about some arrangements for the next...

Mo Lisi, who was on the road, didn't know that Lanse was sending someone to find him, nor did he know that Burton had been attacked. He was shirtless. The weather in August was so hot that people couldn't breathe, even if this was by the sea.

Bursts of fishy and salty heat waves were like knives cutting on people's bodies. The most impossible thing to do at this time is to have skin cracks.

Otherwise, the salt crystals brought by the sea breeze on the skin entering the wound with sweat is as painful as being stung.

The driver drove the vehicle close to the alley where the casino was located. Mo Lisi had been here many times. The place where he lived before was near here.

The old man likes to gamble here because they are all acquaintances, which will appear unconstrained, and they know each other well.

Casinos, especially this kind of underground casino, often have very fixed target groups.

They cannot open the door to solicit idle passersby to come in to gamble, so those who can come to this casino to play cards are basically people living nearby.

In fact, almost all guests know each other, or are simply friends.

The more stable the casino, the harder it is for strangers to integrate into it, because gambling itself has a "fraud" attribute.

Strangers will not fight a group of people alone. He cannot use experience and intuition to judge whether these people have colluded to cheat his money.

Blindly believing that the casino and other gamblers are good people is really stupid, so in this atmosphere, if the casino doesn't open for business, it is difficult to have new guests join continuously.

The car slowly began to turn into the alley, but Mo Lisi's eyes stayed on the two strangers at the entrance of the alley.

They stood at the entrance of the alley, as if they were on duty. Mo Lisi had never seen them.

These people have a very strong gang atmosphere and traces. They are gang members!

These people and ordinary pedestrians on the side of the road are always two types of people, just like two different colors, which can be easily distinguished.

There are also some small neighborhood families in the Imperial District. This is the ecology of a region. As long as they don't cause trouble and don't mess around, Lanse will also allow them to exist.

The car slowly entered the open space in the alley. There were two other cars parked here. Mo Lisi got out of the car and didn't forget to look back and say, "Don't turn off the engine."

He took out a lighter, lit one, inserted the weapon into his belt, and then put on his clothes again.

It was very quiet around. He didn't have any abnormalities, but he felt a bit uneasy.

Where the uneasiness came from, he didn't know, and couldn't say clearly, but he just felt uneasy, just like being nervous.

He took two puffs of smoke, came to the outside of the casino door, and pressed the electric button.

Standing here, he could vaguely hear the "beep" electric bell in the room.

Soon, the door opened, an old acquaintance of his.

Seeing familiar people will always make people feel safe. Mo Lisi relaxed a bit, and he bumped fists with the guy who opened the door, "How much did the old man lose today?"

The doorman shrugged, "One thousand."

Mo Lisi whistled, "You guys slaughter him like this, aren't you afraid I'll slaughter you?"

The doorman showed a smile, "This time you can't blame us. The ones who won his money are two fresh faces."

"Fresh faces?", Mo Lisi repeated again and got the doorman's affirmation.

"Introduced by others, haven't been here before."

Mo Lisi took another puff of smoke, "Only two fresh faces?"

The doorman nodded, "I guarantee."

Mo Lisi hesitated for a while, but still chose to go in. After all, his father was inside.

He soon saw his father, who was losing his temper beside the gambling table, and there were many people watching around.

For the vast majority of gamblers here, losing one thousand in a game only exists in legends.

If the protagonist of this legend is someone they know, they will be more interested!

Some people were persuading Mo Lisi's father to be calm, but some people were fanning the flames, saying that he would definitely win the next hand. The casino is always like this, all kinds of living beings.

Mo Lisi's eyes fell on the two fresh faces for the first time. The other party didn't show anything when seeing him, and continued to stare at the poker in his hand, which made his hanging heart let go.

He walked to the side of the casino operator, took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, lost fifty notes and handed them over, "You shouldn't have given him so many chips!"

The operator showed a difficult smile on his face, "I know, but that is your father. Once he threatens me, it's hard for me to do."

The casino operator is also full of grievances. Mo Lisi's old father said he wanted to buy chips. Can he refuse?

In case this little old man says something bad about him, maybe he won't be able to continue opening an underground casino in the Imperial District. After all, this is Lanse family's territory.

But if he satisfied all the little old man's requirements, even if Mo Lisi was angry, as long as he said a few good words, the casino could still exist.

The casino operator actually understands everything!

Mo Lisi knows what his father is like. As long as there is money to gamble, it is the most important thing for him.

Whether it is family or wife, they have to give way in front of gambling. He just shook his head and walked to the gambling table.

Many people around were greeting him. It is indeed an interesting thing that the little guy everyone watched grow up has become a big shot.

This has also become a talking point for many people to brag, such as "Mo Lisi is someone I watched grow up," which can attract blind worship from some young people!

After dealing with the people around, he walked to his old father's side and held his shoulder, "I cleared your account. Although I don't mind you losing money in the casino, your luck is so bad that you lost so much at once. You'd better wait before playing!"

"What you need to do now is to put away the remaining chips, then end the card game, go back to eat something, take a bath and sleep, and come back tomorrow!"

There are words in these words. His father has been in the casino for so many years and immediately understood.

He glanced at the two fresh faces sitting opposite and threw the paper cards in his hand onto the desktop, "I quit."

Saying that, he stood up, and the dealer began to calculate the chips for him.

Those two fresh faces didn't seem to care at all. They glanced and took back their eyes.

Mo Lisi had been paying attention to the two. When he found that they didn't make any excessive moves, he let out a sigh of relief. Maybe he was too sensitive.

The old man collected the remaining cash, and the two of them walked toward the outside of the door. No one stopped them, and no one would do that.

"Do you think they cheated?"

Standing outside the casino door, Mo Lisi's father took a cigarette from his hand and lit it.

Mo Lisi shook his head, "I don't know, but they are in the same group. They can get two hands of cards each time, you can only get one hand of cards, your winning rate is always lower than theirs!"

These two people don't even need to communicate what they have grabbed. They just need to determine whose cards are better.

Then use the best cards to gamble with others, the winning rate is very high!

This is like ten people gambling. If nine of them are in the same group, they don't even need to cheat to squeeze out the wallet of another person.

You always use your uncertain cards to gamble with others' best cards. In the end, you can't win!

The old man realized, and he stomped his feet heavily, "These sons of bitches."

Mo Lisi patted the old man's shoulder, "Okay, don't be angry, it's just one thousand!"

"I'll give you two hundred more, go back and find your girlfriend to relax, remember not to play with fresh faces next time!"

The old man who got the money was actually not so angry anymore. The father and son got into the car and were just about to say something when several cars suddenly entered the alley.

These cars stopped directly opposite them, and then a large number of people got out of the cars. They held pistols and submachine guns and aimed at Mo Lisi's car.

Mo Lisi pressed his father's head the moment he saw these changes, pressed him behind the car seat, and then took out a submachine gun from the base.

He felt despair, deep despair, because there were too many people on the other side!

Now the only thing he can pray for is that Lanse and the others can hear the movement and come over as soon as possible!

In the casino, the doorman stood by the door with his hands raised, expressionless. The casino boss was topped on the head by a gun and was slowly putting down the phone in his hand.

A group of gamblers at this time didn't dare to breathe and squatted in the corner.

Outside the door, there was intense gunfire!

Mo Lisi's old father has always felt that gambling is the most exciting thing, especially when the last card hasn't been turned over, but facing a heavy bet!

The moment he took the chips and threw them out, his heart would beat violently, and there was a feeling of suffocation but very refreshing. He liked that feeling!

He gambled not only for winning or losing, but also for the thrilling moment, which is addictive and unable to extricate himself.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the excitement of gambling on unknown winning or losing was weak. How could it be as exciting as the one in ten thousand now?

He stretched out his hand a bit tremblingly and looked at Mo Lisi, "Give me a gun."

Mo Lisi took out another one from under the seat, "Do you want me to teach you how to use it?"

The old man shook his head, "No need, I hadn't even had you when I was shooting!"

Mo Lisi squeezed out a smile, "Hope what you said about shooting is real shooting!"

The little old man rolled his eyes, "I had many girls who liked me when I was young, I didn't need to solve it myself!"

They were beaten so that they couldn't lift their heads under the rain of bullets, but their emotions were quite stable at this time.

Lanse was talking about some preparations for the next step. The phone rang suddenly. He glanced and answered immediately.

"I am Lanse."

"Mr. Lanse?"

"I am Jonny, we encountered some trouble..."

Lanse patiently listened to Jonny finish what trouble he encountered, and suddenly felt... maybe there is still a change in this matter.

"Bring some people over, come to the company, I'll talk to them."

Lanse hung up the phone and looked at them, "Maybe there is a way."

Looking at the probing eyes of others, Lanse explained, "Wolf Gang people threatened the workers on strike at the dock, letting them quit the strike."

"We don't know much about where the Wolf Gang has bars in the port area, but these workers definitely know!"

"They are local people born and raised in the port area. They know the environment there better than we do."

This sentence made everyone feel refreshed!

Everyone knows that actively attacking the game room is not a correct choice, but if they can't continue to expand the results, it is inevitable that some people will feel anxious.

If they can obtain the Wolf Gang's bar branches through the workers in the port area, the pressure will shift to the Wolf Gang side.

Choosing to send people to strengthen the defense work of the bar will inevitably make the defense strength of the headquarters decrease.

Choosing not to send people to strengthen the defense work of the bar, then Lanse and the others will pull out all the bars!

For gangs, wealth and economy are very important things.

One of the reasons for the destruction of the Kamila gang was that their funds couldn't keep up.