Chapter 368: 369. Chapter 365: Equality 66615 (Last Month's)

369. Chapter 365: Equality 66615 (Last Month's)

With a bang, the door to the Professor's office was kicked open. Wolf broke in with a serious and ugly expression.

He walked directly to the Professor, who was trying to disguise something, looked at him, and said loudly, "Your family was kidnapped by them?"

"Is it Lansi and his people?"

The Professor rubbed his face and put back on the glasses that were on the table, "You... how did you know?"

Wolf also felt very uncomfortable. Coming to Jincheng this time wasn't a "mandatory mission"; you could come, or you could not.

After all, Xidini had completely left Fides City, and with the "post-Fides municipal government's" purge of the remaining political forces, he could no longer influence Fides City.

Of course, their days couldn't be considered easy either. The local gangs that existed during the Xidini era had all been suppressed to varying degrees.

New politicians supported new gangs to confront them. If it weren't for the fact that they were all "locals" and had more or less relations with the worker groups, they might have been locked up long ago.

Pure industrial cities were more afraid of strikes, because once a strike started, it was a city-wide strike!

When Xidini notified them to come over, Wolf didn't consider it for too long before agreeing.

There were many reasons supporting him in doing so.

Jincheng was more prosperous, while Fides was clearly lagging behind quite a bit.

Xidini was the mayor here, and everything was up to him. In Fides, they still had to confront those new gangs that were being supported.

Here, whatever they did could be suppressed, but in Fides, they still had to rack their brains to deal with the police.

There were too many unbalanced comparisons that made him make the choice, which was why this triggered everything!

"We have to save them!" Wolf looked at the Professor, "That's not just your family, it's also our family!"

The Professor's eyes were very red, and his whole person seemed to have lost some kind of belief that supported him. He was very conflicted, "Lansi and his people must have set up an ambush near the valley. If we go, we'll fall into their trap."

He wasn't trying to convince Wolf; he was trying to convince himself!

He was telling himself, don't fucking go; if you go, everyone will die!

This was a very rational judgment, and he was indeed considering it this way: if they went, everyone would die.

If they didn't go, they could continue to confront the Lansi family!

They moved the battlefield from the city to outside the city precisely to avoid the Wolf Gang's home-field advantage!

Wait a bit longer, wait a few days, wait for the mayor's backup plan to come out, and everything would settle down.

By then, all the hatred could be avenged. That was what he said, and what he thought.

But reason, in the vast majority of cases, would not gain the upper hand!

You tell yourself not to masturbate; doing so is wrong. The guilt hidden in the desolation after each time makes you swear this is the last time.

Your reason, your thinking, your personality, your heart, are all so firm at this moment, so incomparably firm in making this promise, this vow.

But then?

When the time is about right, reason will fade, sensibility will rise, and you will take your tissues, find a place where you feel comfortable, sit down, lick your lips, and excitedly be willful once again!

People are all like this, and the Professor is also like this. His reason desperately tells him not to do that, and he even tries to convince himself by convincing Wolf.

But the moment he thinks that it's his wife, his daughter, his family, he is in extreme pain!

At the same time, right at this moment, several more high-level cadres rushed in. They looked at Wolf and the Professor with horror on their faces.

"Our families have been kidnapped by people from the Lansi family..."

The Professor widened his eyes as he looked at them. He knew it was over.

This was perhaps the saddest state for a smart person: you know you're going to be finished, but you still have to walk down that path.

He couldn't even convince himself by convincing Wolf anymore. Even if he succeeded, what about those people?

As a gang leader, how could he tell these people?

"Anyway, if you go, everyone will die, so let's not go and just wait two hours to see if they are coming for real?"

Say that?

After saying that, they would rebel and then take people away!

Wolf looked at them in disbelief, then looked at the Professor, "Lansi and his people have cleared the connections in Fides!"

His teeth were grinding with a creaking sound!

At this moment, the Professor instead calmed down. He tidied his hair to make it look less messy, "It seems we have no other choice."

Wolf sat beside him, one hand pressing on his shoulder, "Tell me, what do we do now?"

The Professor forced himself to enter a state of thinking, "He arranged the location in the valley, which means they must have arranged people on the mountain."

"We'll split into two groups: one part will go along the main road, and the other group will bypass the main road and go directly up the mountain from the side."

"Our mission this time isn't to defeat them, but to save our families and bring them back!"

The Professor was indeed a smart person. From the very beginning, he didn't think about fighting Lansi and his people in a disadvantageous position.

"Get some box trucks; they can hold more people and are safer."

Wolf listened to his instructions and immediately began to coordinate. Soon they got seven or eight box trucks, as well as some small cars.

"The box trucks will follow us to the valley; the others driving small cars should find a commanding height on the mountain as soon as possible."

If there were more time, or even a more detailed map, he could make more arrangements, but now there wasn't that much time left for him.

It took almost an hour to get from here to the valley. Getting these vehicles had already taken twenty or thirty minutes; they had no other time to make preparations!

A group of people stood on the open ground. The Professor's lips moved; he didn't know what to say, or how to say it.

Many people going to the valley this time might die, but they had reasons they had to go.

He should say something to boost morale, but he really couldn't say it!

Finally, he said a very short sentence—"All come back alive..."

The long motorcade began to move quickly toward the valley, and Lansi's people had also made their arrangements.

More than an hour later, a batch of box trucks entered the valley.

The valley was quiet, with only several groups of hostages tied together separately.

The Professor saw his daughter, saw his wife; they and the Professor's other relatives were surrounded separately in two circles.

He hadn't seen them for a while. He had never been so eager to talk to them, to take them away from here!

But he knew, now was not the time to be eager!

The motorcade stopped because everything was too eerie; the surroundings were so quiet there wasn't a single other sound.

The more this was the case, the more uneasy the Professor felt.

Just as he got up, Wolf pressed his shoulder. He couldn't break free; he was no match for Wolf, "This is my responsibility; it must be me!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, neither willing to give in. Wolf let go of his hand and said solemnly, "Don't forget what you said; we have to go back alive!"

The Professor nodded with force, checked his pistol, and jumped off the truck.

He walked slowly toward the middle of the valley, observing the surroundings while shouting loudly, "Lansi, I'm here, where are you?"

The valley was quiet. He walked forward slowly, but the further he walked, the more uneasy he felt.

He was less than ten meters away from his family and the families of others. He stopped, his palms full of sweat.

"Lansi, come out and talk?"

"You asked me to come, I came. What about you?"

He looked at the surrounding mountains and forests, seemingly wanting to find Lansi's shadow, but there was dense vegetation everywhere. Besides these and the echoes, he couldn't see anything.

The sun was very scorching. Drops of sweat flowed down his forehead and temples.

He didn't dare to wipe them; he was afraid that the action of raising his hand would create some kind of signal. He had to find Lansi's people first.

"Are you all okay?" Seeing that no one answered him, the Professor finally focused his attention on his family.

His daughter nodded while sobbing. Although his ex-wife didn't speak, he could feel that both of them were very worried about him.

Other relatives seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when they saw him, "Untie our ropes quickly!"

Some were just crying out his name, seemingly venting some emotions.

He gritted his teeth and took two more steps forward. Still, there was no movement.

"Do you know where they are?" he asked.

"We don't know. They covered our eyes and then left."

He tried to get closer again, but found there were no unexpected situations. He didn't even know what to do anymore.

Someone saw that the Professor had already approached the crowd, but no one fired. They couldn't wait to get off the trucks and run toward their families. The Professor turned his head sharply to look at those people, something seemingly flashing in his eyes.

Right at this moment, gunfire rang out. The violent gunfire instantly drowned out all the sounds in the mountains and forests, and also interrupted the Professor's thinking!

The hostages screamed in panic. Someone shouted, "I've been shot," and the women screamed and cried. The scene was extremely chaotic!

Wolf patted the driver's shoulder, almost breaking the driver's shoulder. The driver endured the pain and slammed on the accelerator, quickly rushing between the hostages and the direction from which the gunfire came.

The sparks that appeared when bullets hit the box truck made people breathe a sigh of relief.

"Quick, quick, untie their ropes!"

The Professor tore at the ropes in a panic. They were all tied back-to-back with ropes passing through their hands behind their backs.

These weren't ordinary ropes; even with a dagger, they weren't easy to cut.

The external environment made it impossible for people to focus their attention on thinking. The Professor didn't know why he had a very strange feeling, as if... Lansi's people were doing this on purpose, deliberately forcing them to transfer these people into the trucks faster.

He was dazed for a moment and wanted to continue thinking, but was soon bumped. Coming back to his senses, he didn't consider those other things anymore and instinctively began to pull the ropes with force.

The rope was pulled open. His daughter threw herself into his arms, crying and calling him "Daddy." However, at this moment, there wasn't the slightest joy on his face from saving his daughter!

Because he saw that the moment he pulled the rope open, something round fell to the ground from somewhere.

He subconsciously looked up; all around him were his family members.

Bomb! ===== CHAPTER 369 =====