Chapter 603: Go as You Please

It had been several days since Mr. Selei contacted Qiaodeng. At first, he didn't feel much unease, only the pleasure of impending revenge in his heart.

But as Qiaodeng had been gone for almost a week without any news coming back, he began to feel somewhat uneasy.

He asked around and found that now, at a higher level in all of New Jincheng, there was only one gang: the Lanse family.

They were the top, the only gang.

The five major families of the past had become a thing of the past, with only the Pasleto family remaining, but even they could not compete with the Lanse family in terms of strength.

Further down, there were still many small gangs. The underground world is actually as complex and diverse as the society above ground; it is impossible for there to be only one gang.

As long as injustice, resistance, humiliation, exploitation, and oppression still exist in this world, gangs will continue to be born.

This is not to say that gangs are good, but in this period, these negative social influences will accelerate the birth of gangs.

Almost the vast majority of gangs are born to resist exploitation, oppression, and unfair social treatment.

Only a very small number of gangs might have wanted to do bad things from the beginning, wanting to obtain benefits through crime.

Especially in an environment with an absolute ruling power like the Lanse family.

After having a little understanding of the situation in New Jincheng, Mr. Selei had some suspicions about the group of people who extorted him.

He wondered if these people were from the Lanse family. If they were...

Then would Qiaodeng's trip go smoothly?

Could he get back the money he lost?

Could he teach the boss of Wanli Film Industry a lesson?

He didn't know. He really wanted to have a phone call with Qiaodeng now and tell him that even if he were responsible for mediating and getting back half of the money, he could accept it.

He no longer begged to get it all back; he just wanted half.

Two days ago, this kind of thought would only occasionally appear when he was quiet, through "would something go wrong". But in the last two days, he would think about it from time to time.

He lay in bed unable to sleep, thinking about many things in his mind. The most frequent one was probably regret—regret that he shouldn't have been greedy for that money, wanting to be greedy for the part that didn't belong to him even though he had clearly signed a contract.

It added up to only a little over 100,000, which didn't count for much compared to his current losses.

He regretted it.

Regret was like a highly poisonous but non-lethal snake that had bitten him hard, making him spend the rest of his time in regret.

I don't know if it was because he thought too much, but he seemed to hear some sound coming from outside.

Only he and his family lived in the villa: his wife, a boy, and a girl.

Actually, there was a maid working in the villa, but she didn't live here because his wife suspected that the maid was seducing him, but she couldn't find any actual evidence.

Plus, the maid had a very good relationship with their children, so Mr. Selei's wife didn't chase her away, but she didn't allow her to live here either.

God knows when she would go out of town and not be able to come back, and that bitch would climb into Mr. Selei's bed.

So, the only people living here at night were Mr. Selei's family.

Their son would sometimes go to the restaurant at night to get some water to drink, but this sound... didn't seem to come from the restaurant.

In the dark night, a pair of eyes reflecting a faint light opened suddenly. He maintained the sleeping test for about ten seconds, then slowly sat up.

He slowed his movements as much as possible, not letting his movements produce other unnecessary sounds.

He slowly pulled open the drawer and took out the revolver inside.

Villa owners in this area would prepare one or more weapons by their bedside; it wasn't always that safe here.

He walked to the bedroom door, pressed his ear against the door panel, and listened for a while, but there didn't seem to be any sound.

Did I hear wrong?

He questioned his judgment, but soon dismissed the thought. He held the gun and slowly opened the door, standing in the second-floor corridor looking down. He couldn't see anything in the dark living room, but there was a night light in the restaurant.

Because sometimes they themselves would go to the kitchen to get something to eat or drink due to problems like thirst.

He slowly walked down from upstairs. Although the living room was dark, he could see a little outline; there was no one here.

He breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the kitchen, and pulled open the electric refrigerator.

The electric refrigerator is no longer a rare thing. The price of 350 dollars in Xinjin City hasn't made it capable of entering every household yet.

And its rapid iteration also makes many people always want to wait a bit.

But for those rich people, 350 dollars is not a reason to stop them from enjoying the fruits of technology first.

There was a faint strange smell in the refrigerator, which could also be said to be a foul smell—it was the smell of ozone.

The electric refrigerator has a drawback: unless it is ensured to be always below zero, it will definitely breed bacteria.

Once bacteria are bred, as long as food is put in, it will definitely be contaminated by bacteria.

To solve this problem, scientists and capitalists sterilize the inside of the refrigerator by electrolyzing ozone. This has also led to the fact that electric refrigerators now always emit a faint strange smell.

Scientists also say that food protected by ozone will be more beneficial to health, but in fact, it makes the taste of food very strange.

So people basically put things in glass bottles, tighten the lids, and then put them in, rather than putting them in directly opened.

Mr. Selei took out a bottle of ice milk, put the pistol on the cabinet beside him, then unscrewed the lid, and poured the milk into a cup.

Drinking a glass of milk at night could make his sleep better.

Just as he tilted his head and finished the milk in the cup, preparing to go back to sleep, suddenly his peripheral vision discovered that two figures had suddenly appeared in the living room where there was no one just now.

He shivered violently, as if he had been greatly frightened, and almost fell to the ground.

The glass cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. At the same time, he couldn't care about the painful instep and turned around, wanting to get the pistol on the cabinet.

It was this turning action that made him discover that there was another person on his side, and he was already very close to him.

That person walked out of the shadow, holding a pistol in his hand, looking at him.

At this moment, all the blood in his body seemed to have cooled down.

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"Honey, what happened?", his wife's shout came from upstairs.

After waiting for seven or eight seconds, he didn't answer. His wife shouted again, "Honey?"

Mr. Selei took a deep breath, "No, nothing, the cup fell on the ground."

The sound upstairs disappeared. He lowered his voice, "There are a few hundred dollars in the garage drawer. I promise not to call the police. Take it and... get out of my house."

There was a trace of anger in his tone, "Qiaodeng of the Angel Lake is my brother. If I have an accident, I guarantee that none of you will have a good result!"

"He will find you and then take revenge for me!"

"If I were you, I would go to the garage now, open the drawer, take the money and the keys, take my money, and drive my car away together."

"I promise, I won't call the police. Let's just make friends."

His car is not that kind of top-level luxury car, but it is also a very good car, worth more than 3,000 dollars. At this time, it already belongs to a mid-to-high-end car.

Even if you sell it as second-hand, you can sell it for more than a thousand dollars.

Suddenly close to 2,000 dollars indeed made him feel a bit of heartache, but compared to life, he knows which is more important.

If it were really a home burglary or even a home robbery, his strategy would have succeeded by now.

Instead of taking a greater risk to get money that might not be more than this, it is better to leave safely with cash and that car.

But this time he met Laun, Lanse's man, so his little tricks would not succeed.

Laun said softly, "You shouldn't have let that Qiaodeng go to New Jincheng, Mr. Selei."

When hearing this sentence, Mr. Selei knew he was in trouble.

His whole body was numb!

Qiaodeng must have had an accident, so these people would appear here. He just wanted to explain something, but Laun said again, "Mr. Lanse invites you and your family to take a trip to New Jincheng. You have enough time on the road to think about how to keep you and your family alive."

Mr. Selei didn't agree immediately. His eyes shifted to the two figures in the living room.

In the night light, his eyes showed a trace of madness, but it was only a trace, not strong, nor obvious.

Laun persuaded, "If you do something you shouldn't do, I will shoot you, then go upstairs and shoot your wife and your children, and then burn this place with a fire."

"Mr. Lanse didn't ask me to bring you back alive, understand what I mean?"

The madness in Mr. Selei's eyes gradually faded, leaving only reason and fear.

Laun tilted his head toward the stairs, "Go, call them up, don't disturb the surrounding neighbors, I don't want to wash this place in blood."

"Then pack your luggage, and then set off."

Half an hour later, the family got into the van they drove over with dark faces and silence, carrying suitcases. No one dared to resist under the threat of the muzzle.

Actually, if they really fought... well, fighting would only leave a ground of corpses. At least they were still alive now.

Mr. Selei left a note, telling the maid that they were going out for a trip, just need to keep the house clean and tidy, don't worry about anything else.

The car left Xinjin City under the cover of night and drove toward Likalai State. After driving out of the city, Mr. Selei couldn't help asking, "Qiaodeng... is he okay?"

He now has his only hope pinned on Qiaodeng.

Laun smiled and said, "I don't know who you are talking about, but they have all returned to the embrace of God."

Mr. Selei widened his eyes. He couldn't believe this news.

After a while, he lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, "My God..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 604 =====