Chapter 741: Where is the referee? Someone is cheating!

"Are their people all in the valley now?" Lanse and this Imperial gang leader walked to the side and asked about Joshua and those people from the Saint Bell Party.

The gang leader nodded, "Our people have been watching from afar. I don't know if they've been discovered, but what is certain is that the Saint Bell Party members are basically all in the valley now."

The crackdown on the Saint Bell Party by the outside world has become a form of political correctness. Coupled with the fact that they have indeed committed very evil deeds, even if Lanse didn't push this matter, prosecutors and police would continue to exert pressure to investigate and arrest them.

Added to the abandonment by some socialites, the Saint Bell Party began to retreat into the valley. This is their headquarters and also a relatively hidden place.

The momentum outside is not good now, so they have all hidden inside.

This is actually a characteristic of their faith. When they encounter danger, they only think about uniting around their leader, rather than scattering and fleeing like those they consider to be without faith.

These people gathering together actually provided Lanse with some convenient conditions, which is why he came here in person.

"Mr. Lanse, do you need us to..." The gang leader here wanted to express his "loyalty" to Lanse.

The best way would be to go with Lanse to deal with the Saint Bell Party members.

Lanse shook his head, "You stay in the city, prepare a good dinner for us tomorrow, and then wait for us to return."

"As for coming with us?" He tilted his head to look past this guy at those fellows by the railroad tracks who were a bit... not presentable, and laughed, "Better not."

"My people aren't familiar with them, lest we have a misunderstanding and hurt each other if a fight breaks out."

Although the gang leader felt a bit awkward hearing this, it was only a little, because there was no problem with what Lanse said.

Compared to the people Lanse brought, they were indeed lacking by more than just a little bit.

He looked back at his subordinates he was once proud of, watching them standing around in a scattered way as if they had no bones, and some even leaning on cars.

Everyone was wearing clothes they thought looked good, and everyone was trying their best to stretch their own understanding of freedom. He felt his face heat up.

Because on the other side, a group of people were wearing dark formal thin trench coats, dark fedoras, and most importantly, armbands on their left arms, red pocket squares on their chests, and ties of a unified tone.

The first impression these people gave him was that they were fucking "regular troops"!

He pursed his lips, "Okay, Mr. Lanse, I guarantee that tomorrow night you and the gentlemen will definitely have a sumptuous dinner!"

Lanse nodded slightly and patted his arm, "Don't think too much, I'm still counting on you to continue selling alcohol for me!"

"After Joshua is finished, you can appropriately expand your territory. If you have any additional needs, you can contact me."

"Arms, alcohol, money, or even official support."

He stopped there, "Let's leave it at that for now. We still have to rush to work. Did you bring the person who is familiar with the road conditions around here?"

The gang leader nodded repeatedly, "The person is already here." He turned and shouted a few times, and soon two young men ran over.

"They grew up here since they were children, are very familiar with the road to the valley, and are also very familiar with the situation over there."

Lanse sized up the two young men and then nodded, "That's it."

He turned and waved his hand. The large group of young people from the Lanse family standing on the platform immediately entered the prepared cars. The two young men were arranged in the first and last cars.

As for Lanse himself, he sat in the armored vehicle.

The weather is not hot yet. It's the end of March, the spring when the temperature is rising. Even wearing a trench coat won't be hot, and sitting in an armored vehicle will be even less so.

Aierwen did not come along this time. His role in New Jincheng is much greater than it would be here.

Sitting with Lanse is Enio. He has always had an obsession with his first gang fight. In fact, Lanse didn't intend for him to come, but he insisted on following.

It's about an hour's drive from here to the valley. It will definitely seem boring along the way, so they will chat.

There are other people in the armored vehicle. They will be responsible for shooting out from the firing ports when necessary, and if the armored vehicle gets trapped, they will charge out.

But this possibility is very small because Lanse knows the importance of coordinated operations.

"Mo Lisi told me recently that he plans to get married." Enio suddenly said this, which made Lanse a bit surprised.

"He didn't tell me about this. With that little nurse of his?" Lanse asked.

After Mo Lisi was injured and hospitalized, a nurse had been taking care of him. Because his injuries were very serious, coupled with the death of his father, his will was very depressed during that time.

The little nurse not only took care of his physical problems but also gave him some psychological support.

After he was discharged from the hospital, the little nurse also resigned from the hospital and continued to be responsible for taking care of Mo Lisi.

Men and women, if they are together for a long time, it is inevitable that some feelings will grow.

It just so happened that Mo Lisi's body and mind were traumatized, so the little nurse easily occupied a place in his heart.

"Yes, it's that little nurse, but I'm a bit worried." Enio showed some worried expression.

Lanse lit a cigarette, "What are you worried about?"

Enio hesitantly said what he was worried about, "I feel that that woman doesn't really love Mo Lisi that much; she just thinks Mo Lisi is very rich."

Mo Lisi is of course very rich. According to the rules Lanse set for them, Mo Lisi now has a net worth of millions.

Even in a place like New Jincheng where the wealthy in the southern region gather, not everyone can have a net worth of millions.

Coupled with the fact that Mo Lisi is now the manager of the casino, he has a commission of three ten-thousandths of the annual revenue of the New Jincheng Casino, which is about 400,000 to 500,000 a year.

Even if he doesn't do anything else, his wealth will continue to expand.

Moreover, his physical condition is not necessarily better than that of ordinary people. After all, with multiple organ trauma, even if he has recovered now, his life potential was greatly stimulated during the recovery process.

The doctor told Lanse that his ideal lifespan is around forty-five.

If he gets injured during this process, causing repeated injuries or other accidents, it may compress his lifespan.

This makes it even more worthwhile for a girl to like him—

When he leaves this world, the girl can take all his assets and find herself again at an age that is not too old.

This is what Enio is worried about. He and Mo Lisi have the best relationship in the family, and he cares about Mo Lisi's situation more than anyone else.

He didn't know who to talk to about this problem, so he could only ask Lanse for advice.

Lanse took a puff of his cigarette and shook his head, "My view is different from yours, Enio."

"I even feel that if she likes Mo Lisi's money, it's much better than having true feelings with him."

"In that case, she will be like a toy for Mo Lisi to seek comfort. As long as she still wants to obtain Mo Lisi's wealth and wants to live a comfortable life, she will obey Mo Lisi in everything."

"But feelings are different!"

"Feelings are fickle. Maybe she loves him very much at this moment, thinking this is the greatest love in her life."

"But it's also possible that the next moment, she suddenly doesn't love him anymore. No matter how Mo Lisi tries to keep her, she will leave him and abandon him."

"We all hope he lives well. As long as he likes this girl, no matter why this girl stays by his side, as long as she stays, that's enough."

"As for the things you are worried about, there is no need to worry at all. Don't forget what we do!"

Lanse smiled, "If she does something unforgivable..." He took a puff of his cigarette, and while exhaling, he said, "Then send her to reunite with him."

Hearing this, Enio seemed to have some new thoughts. He thought for a while and nodded, "I think I understand."

The vehicle swayed forward on the country road. The atmosphere in the car was not heavy, and even a bit relaxed.

After all, with such a big guy, this battle will definitely be very easy.

In fact, the journey wasn't very long, and it passed while swaying and enjoying the spring. Soon, the horizon in the distance began to have obvious undulations, and the motorcade slowly stopped.

"Are we going to charge in directly, or wait until dark?" Hailamu and Lao En were both in the front car. It was just past noon, and the sun was right overhead.

If they got any closer, the other side could easily discover this suspicious motorcade. For the sake of safety, Hailamu specifically came to ask.

Lanse looked at the valley in the distance and the entrance to the valley. He shook his head slightly, "Don't wait, go directly."

"They are more familiar with the terrain inside than we are. If we go at night, we will be at a more obvious disadvantage."

"Now, while it's still bright, we have armored vehicles to lead the way. Let's not consider those."

He patted the outer armor of the armored vehicle beside him, "Let's go test their mettle!"

At this time, Joshua was pacing back and forth in the deepest part of the church, feeling a bit restless. The negative effects brought by this crisis directly destroyed the entire Saint Bell Party.

Even if they were to rebuild later, they couldn't use the name Saint Bell Party anymore, and they couldn't even mention anything similar.

And it's probably difficult to continue staying locally, so they can only go to other places.

It's just that for such a long time, his father's generation and the people in the family have been deeply rooted in this land.

Suddenly having to abandon it indeed makes people feel confused about the future.

Going to a new place and starting a new struggle sounds very easy, but when you really have to do it, no one knows what will happen.

They aren't expanding outward and fighting their way over; they are being chased and fleeing over. Will the gangs in the surrounding areas give them a chance to take root?

Even if they take root, how will they start over?

Operating previous criminal businesses?

Selling moonshine?

Human trafficking?

He himself doesn't know if he can continue, and lacking the support of some big shots, I'm afraid this fall will be very painful and miserable.

Just as his mind was in a mess, a subordinate suddenly ran in, panting slightly, "Joshua, a motorcade is rapidly approaching us!"

"Motorcade?" Joshua was stunned for a moment. He stopped and looked at the person who came, with some doubt on his face, "What motorcade?"

"I don't know, but it's very fast."

Joshua was silent for a while, and there were many thoughts in his mind. Who could have come at this time?

He had many guesses, but no matter which one it was, the result was bad.

It was nothing more than the Marcus family attacking, or some local gangs they had suppressed attacking, or it could be the Lanse family attacking.

No matter who it was, it was definitely not a good thing!

His expression was a bit fierce, the gentle expression from the past disappeared, and his fists were clenched, "Get everyone ready to welcome our friends!"

He emphasized his tone on the word "friends". Most people, given the current situation, would definitely interpret this "friend" as most likely meaning "enemy".

But the guy in front of him didn't react. Maybe he ran all the way here and his brain was a bit oxygen-deprived, so his thinking ability was a bit weak.

"Should we let them kill the remaining sheep?"

Joshua was stunned for a moment, "Why kill the sheep?"

There was quite a lot of food stored in the valley, and some cattle and sheep were raised. Recently, there were a few too many people here, and the food consumption speed was a bit fast.

The guy in front of him still didn't react, "If it's already afternoon, aren't we going to keep them for dinner?"

"If we don't kill all the sheep, we won't even be able to bring out a decent dish, and they will think we are really down and out."

Joshua looked at this subordinate who was carrying the "can't let friends think we are living badly" attitude. He took a deep breath to keep his emotions from being so irritable.

"Get out, get people ready with weapons, they are enemies!"

Soon, a large number of people appeared in the church and some surrounding houses. They came to the entrance of the valley with weapons in their hands.

Others climbed into the guard towers built on the nearby mountains, looking down at the vehicles rapidly approaching.

Of course, to avoid wrong confrontations, Joshua let two subordinates drive out to meet them to see who it was.

A car sped out of the valley. Before it even got close to Lanse's motorcade, two people in the first lead car leaned out from the back seat on the left and right, holding submachine guns and firing wildly.

When Joshua, standing on the church tower in the distance, saw this scene, his face turned as pale as if it could drip, "Don't let them get close to the valley, solve them outside the valley!"

This wasn't a battle that was too difficult, he thought so, because the valley was easy to defend and hard to attack, and they could climb up the hillside and shoot from a high position.

But the scene he saw next directly broke his understanding of the word "gang fight"!

A so-called gang fight must require "fighting", struggling, just like those gang fights in the city. After closing the distance, you fire a shot and I fire a shot, and it depends on who has higher resistance and can hold on until they go to the hospital.

Even if it's upgraded, it's nothing more than everyone shooting at each other with submachine guns.

But what did he see?

He saw the motorcade suddenly disperse, and then two armored vehicles rushed out of the dust and drove straight towards the entrance of the valley.

His eyeballs were about to pop out, and there was a trace of panic in his voice, "Make them hurry up!"

Gunshots filled the entire valley in an instant, and gunshots echoed in the valley, as if... there were many people fighting.

At this time, Lanse had an indescribable feeling. The sound of those ding-ding-dang bullets hitting the armored vehicle was like sitting in a car during a rainstorm.

He wasn't worried about the protection ability of the armored vehicle at all. It had no problem dealing with large-caliber rifles, let alone the pistols and submachine guns that were mainly pistol bullets now. Even if there were some rifles, it was difficult to leave too many marks on its shell.

"Cheating" always makes people feel excited, and he was too.

The driver had already approached the valley. Lanse put on his bulletproof vest and helmet and leaned part of his body out from under the machine gun turret.

Most of his body was hidden behind that thing that looked like a shield, and he could only see the scenery outside through two slits.

He wasn't too worried about anyone aiming at him. Given the marksmanship of gangsters who couldn't hit anyone from twenty meters away, he should be more worried about those stray bullets.

He hadn't felt this refreshing for a long time. He grabbed the grips of the machine gun with both hands and then pulled the trigger.

The ammunition belt began to roll, and bullets shot out with a thumping sound. No matter where they hit, they would blow up a piece of mud.

If they hit those people, a burst of blood would bloom on them, and then they would fall to the ground.

If they hit some glancing areas, such as the shoulder, they could even tear an arm off directly!

The machine gun was worthy of being the scythe of death. In the places it had harvested, people fell row by row.

Accompanied by the machine gun starting to fire, the first to be solved were the few guard towers on the valley. Machine gun bullets easily penetrated those thin wooden boards, and soon there was no sound inside.

Those people on the hillside were also quickly killed or forced to hide.

Losing the advantage of shooting from a high position, for Joshua and his people, the situation was moving in the worst direction.

Other vehicles began to advance continuously following the armored vehicles, and the exchange of fire between the two sides gradually moved into the valley.

"Fuck, fuck!" Joshua had completely lost his past demeanor. He bent over and cursed desperately.

"Do we have bombs?"

The people around him remained silent. They couldn't really use bombs.

Looking at these people, Joshua took a deep breath, "Find a way to use something to block the road in. Don't let them come in so easily."

He returned to his office and took down the weapons that were used as art on the wall, an engraved revolver and an engraved bolt-action rifle.

Then he walked behind a window, used the butt of the gun to smash the glass on the window, then cleared away some broken glass, pulled the bolt hard, looked back at the others, "If we fail, everyone will die!"

"Go and prepare!"

"Either send them to hell."

"Or prepare to return to the embrace of the Lord!" ===== CHAPTER 742 =====