Chapter 763: Dog-eat-dog and framing

A large truck slowly came down from the rural road and stopped outside an auto cafe.

The girl at the counter who was making lunch glanced from afar and couldn't help but say to the young guy who was also a working person beside her, "A lot of large trucks came today, never like this before."

Young people always have some inexplicable yearning for these huge steel beasts that can roar with black smoke.

Although he is highly likely not to be able to drive such a large truck in his life, it does not prevent him from liking these things.

Just like some people like guns, they don't necessarily have their own weapons, but they know very well about all the weapons on the market in the Federation.

Can quickly say the name of a gun, who is the designer, when it started mass production, as well as some special parts it uses, advantages and disadvantages in design, etc.

This young man likes cars, most men will like cars, whether young or old, he recognized at a glance that these large trucks are not the cheap goods that are old and slaggy.

Each one is worth two or three thousand dollars!

This is not a small amount of money!

He curled his lips with some envy. "Maybe they are just passing by here, otherwise do you think they will go to the town?"

The auto cafe is on the rural road leading to the town from the interstate highway, about... three to four kilometers away from the interstate highway.

In order to attract customers, the boss set up an advertisement board on the side of the interstate highway, on which was written "There is delicious coffee and delicious food here", and then a thumb sign that kept shaking inside through a reciprocating motor.

Later, because of rain and other reasons, the sign suddenly stopped moving, and the boss didn't think about repairing it, and it was placed for a long time.

So that now the whole advertisement board is rusty and full of traces of time.

Actually, it hasn't been long!

The girl didn't say anything else, and the two made the three "classic lunches" as quickly as possible, and then sent them to the dining table on the side.

Three truck drivers sat at the dining table, tasting this lunch that looked pretty good.

These truck drivers seemed to know each other, and they were communicating in a low voice, and they were very vigilant.

No matter who pushed the door in, they would watch the person who came in.

This caused several guests to be scared by their eyes, and they left in a hurry without even ordering lunch.

Several large truck drivers came in from outside, the bell at the door rang ding-dong-ding-dong, and the girl and the young guy shouted "Welcome" at the same time. The girl also walked to the ordering position and put the menu on the bar. "Order here, gentlemen."

A driver walked over, and the other two drivers and other drivers also knew each other. They laughed and said a few words, and then found a seat to sit down.

Another familiar operation that couldn't be more familiar, what else can the lunch of the federal people have?

Some of them have been prepared in advance. Now they just heat these things up, then add seasonings like sauce, and then piece them together.

At the moment when the last lunch was "assembled", the young man pressed the timer, and it showed less than eight minutes.

Eight minutes for three lunches, he broke his record again!

He sent the food over with a tray, and the busy noon seemed to be able to stop.

He washed his hands, said a word to the girl, said he was going to the toilet, and then left from the back door.

He wanted to see those large trucks. Although he wouldn't drive them in the future, he wanted to see these steel beasts at close range and feel the smell of engine oil emitted!

Not long after, he went around and came to the parking lot. He looked at the neatly parked large trucks, feeling his heart beating.

He can say the brand and model of each car, as well as the price they were sold—

The truth is sometimes cruel.

The more people who can't afford it, the more thoroughly they study the price and configuration!

He came to the front of a large truck. The engine hood was still emitting heat waves. The smell of engine oil and other smells were mixed together, forming a very special fragrance.

He reached out and touched the chrome air intake, then retracted his hand fiercely. He was burned.

The heat emitted by the hot engine made the chrome air intake at least sixty or seventy degrees. He touched it directly with his hand, and he would definitely feel pain.

"Good boy...", he was full of tiny satisfaction, but he didn't know that one of the drivers in the restaurant was looking at him through the glass window.

Another driver at the same table also saw the young man approaching their large truck. He curled his lips. "Go see what's going on."

The driver sitting outside nodded, then stood up. He wiped his hands while walking outside.

At this time, the young man didn't know what would happen next, and he was completely immersed in his own world.

Until... he smelled some alcohol.

"Alcohol?", he was too familiar with those strong alcohol fragrances.

In the past, alcohol was sold here, and alcohol was provided to drivers not far from the interstate highway. It sounded very good.

At this time, people had some understanding of the harm of drinking and driving, but they hadn't had time to legislate, and Prohibition was implemented first.

When alcohol was sold in the cafe in the past, the young man would occasionally steal a drink. He liked the feeling of being drunk.

However, he hadn't been drunk for a long time, because he couldn't afford it.

There is a small bar in the town. The price of a glass of beer is nine cents, which is that kind of ice water cup, not a big cup, and it can be finished in a few sips.

He drank it twice. Except when everyone went to play together, he would want a cup, and he wouldn't drink it at other times. It was a waste of money.

He was very curious about how this large truck would emit the fragrance of alcohol. He looked at both sides, and no one paid attention to him. He walked in from the side of the large truck.

The further back he walked, the more he could feel the intensity of the alcohol fragrance, until he stood on the side of the large truck (a large truck with a side door). He looked down at some liquid seeping from the gap in the container door. He dipped some with his finger and stuffed it into his mouth.

A clear alcohol fragrance accompanied by that familiar taste soon exploded in his mouth. This is alcohol!

He widened his eyes and looked at this large truck. He didn't know how much alcohol it could hold, but he knew that it must be very valuable.

Inexplicably, his heart started beating, because the container door was not locked, and those drivers were eating inside, and they wouldn't be back for a while.

Should I steal a bottle?

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva. In such a place in the countryside, people often do what they want to do.

He stepped on the pedal and stood on the edge of the container, pulled the cabinet door hard, and a stronger alcohol fragrance came to his face!

He took a deep breath, just a deep breath, and he was a bit smoked!

Everything that came into view was a square frame made of wooden strips, with straw and bottles of wine inside. He picked up one of them, which was a brand he hadn't seen before.

He noticed that some of the wine had been broken, so it flowed out. He felt it was a pity.

He knew this was whiskey, and each bottle cost at least three or five hundred. So many were broken, and he didn't know how much was lost.

At the same time, he also found a reason for himself to take one bottle. Anyway, so many were broken, no one would find out if one bottle was missing, right?

He confirmed his idea, inserted the wine bottle between his stomach and pants pocket, and then pushed hard.

He jumped out from inside, because he carried a bottle of wine and misestimated the impact, he staggered, and then his whole person stopped there.

"Look, what did I find!"

"A thief!"

"You are in big trouble, young man, you dare to steal things from the Perez family?"

The young man looked up, and a large truck driver looked at him with a teasing expression, and the other party was holding a gun.

The young man slowly raised his hands. "I can explain, sir!"

He didn't know what kind of family the Perez family was, but it must be an amazing family. So many large trucks, if they were all loaded with wine, how much money would this be worth?

Thinking that he had caused such a big disaster because of his curiosity and greed for a moment, he was about to cry. "I can give you money, I will buy this bottle of wine!"

At this time, several van-type cars entered from the rural road outside. Both of them saw it, but neither took it seriously. They were dealing with the matter in front of them.

A trace of intriguing smile appeared on the driver's face, and he shook the weapon in his hand. "If you want me to let you go, it's not difficult. Open the cap of the wine bottle."

The young man didn't know what he was going to do, and was still in a daze!

"If you don't hope I pull the trigger..."

The young man could only slowly unscrew the cap on the wine bottle.

Just when he said these words, those van-type cars suddenly stopped outside the glass wall of the cafe. Accompanied by the opening of the car door, a large group of guys holding submachine guns jumped out.

They didn't hesitate at all and pulled the trigger at the drivers who were eating behind the glass wall. The drivers who were eating actually noticed the abnormality of these cars, but they were too fast!

Drove over quickly and braked suddenly. They didn't even react. The doors of these cars opened, and then the sound of gunfire rang out.

The whole process might only be... four or five seconds?

Or seven or eight seconds!

The girl screamed and lay on the ground. The drivers bore the brunt and were beaten into sieves. The continuous sound of gunfire also attracted the attention of the driver in the parking lot.

Just as he turned his head, the young man swung the wine bottle and smashed it on the back of his head, and then ran away...

The fierce gunfire even alarmed people on the edge of the town, but they didn't dare to come over, and even the sheriff just watched from afar.

The shooting lasted less than twenty seconds, and then these gunmen entered the restaurant with guns. They made up shots for those truck drivers who were not dead.

When they came to a guy who looked like the head of this group, one of them stepped on this person's head and said in a very loud voice, "This is the territory of the Lanse family, you dare to sell wine here?"

The guy who had been shot twice, while swallowing the blood that surged up, tried hard to make a sound. "We are people from the Perez family, if you don't want to cause trouble..."

The sound of gunfire rang out, interrupting his words and breaking the bones on his face.

A burst of bullets went down, this will be the nightmare of the cleaner!

They looked around again, and someone fired at the things on the counter, and then the group of people left quickly.

Before they left, another group of people had entered the parking lot, started the large trucks directly, and drove them away.

They didn't notice, or did it on purpose, that there was a unlucky guy who successfully survived by playing dead in the innermost position. He was in fear and anger at the same time!

Lanse family!

Those people came fast and left fast. About forty minutes later, a large number of state police rushed to the scene, but only a ground of corpses, a broken wine bottle, and another corpse were left for them.

The wailing siren also made the public start to approach here. The girl in the cafe and the young man were being questioned in the office.

They just described objectively what they knew, what happened, and mentioned the names of the two families.

"Perez family" and "Lanse is here".

The police officer responsible for questioning them was a sheriff, the head of this area.

Since the director of the State Police Department established a friendship with Lanse, the state police have also obtained many benefits through some cooperation methods.

For example, the liquor they seized was basically swallowed by themselves.

As long as it is not taken out for sale, they drink it themselves, or give it to others, it doesn't matter.

If you don't want wine, only money, there is no problem. They can contact the underground distillery authorized by Lanse nearby, and they will recycle these wines at cost price.

This is also why the state police are so cooperative with Lanse's request, because this thing can really get money!

And with Lanse and the State Prohibition Committee behind, even if it is a bit excessive, no one will say anything.

So when this sheriff heard the name of the Lanse family, he took the initiative to leave here, and then came to the telephone booth outside and dialed a call to Lanse.

The call was made to Aierwen, and then transferred over.

After listening to the sheriff repeat these things, Lanse asked the other party to provide an account number, and an interest-free loan with a repayment period of one hundred years would be hit into his account recently.

After hanging up the phone, Lanse looked at Aierwen. "Did our people receive this intelligence recently, and did they arrange for anyone to do this?"

Aierwen didn't give him the answer directly. "I'll go check it!"

Such a large-scale armed operation, if it is not reported, is a big thing!

Whoever takes the lead, whoever has to bear huge responsibility, may be executed!

He didn't hope it was someone in the family. Lanse nodded. He raised his hand and paused for two or three seconds, then pointed. "Check clearly, if it is done by us, no matter who it is, find him!"

In fact, it is not difficult to find out these things. Just see if the captains are there.

Those who have work to do and are not here for the time being can also be contacted by phone.

It took about twenty minutes, and Aierwen returned to the room with a trace of relaxation. "It's not our people, someone is impersonating us!"

Lanse scratched his head. "Perez family."

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere.", he looked at Aierwen.

The latter pursed his lips. "Five families."

Of course, it is not the five families of New Jincheng. They have become the past. He is talking about the five families of the Federation.

Lanse was slightly startled, and then couldn't help but laugh softly. "Why do they always like five families, three families, and so on?"

"Does it sound like... style?"

Aierwen shrugged. "Maybe they feel that this will be more face-saving."

Lanse shook his head. "It seems that someone doesn't want them to have face."

While talking, the phone bell on the desktop rang, a bit harsh.

Lanse answered the phone. The voice in the receiver was a strange voice. These voices were squeezed out of the throat, as if there was an old phlegm that couldn't be spit out.

Some people like to talk like this. According to them, talking like this will have a "voice from hell", but Lanse thinks they are very stupid.

"Lanse?"

"It's me."

"You moved something you shouldn't move, understand?"

Just two sentences, Lanse knew who the person on the opposite side was.

"If I say this is not what I did, do you believe it?"

The guy on the opposite side laughed loudly. "I thought you were an amazing character, I didn't expect it to be just like this?"

"Listen, 1.5 million goods, plus those trucks and drivers, and the stupid things you did that caused an impact on us, Mr. Perez sees that you are still young, take out 5 million, and this matter ends here."

Lanse asked a bit uncertainly. "You just said... 5 million?"

"Yes, 5 million, you will soon earn it, and so will we."

"What we want is not money, but an attitude, understand?"

"Bring the money to Golden State in July. It happens that we will hold a joint meeting. You understand what I mean."

Gang joint meeting, the strongest gang leaders in the Federation sit together to solve some disputes, delineate spheres of influence, and distribute business.

Many gangs want to join, but very few can join.

Lanse said unhurriedly. "What if I say no?"

"What?"

"No?"

"What no?"

"I said, Liklai State is my territory, and I don't allow any liquor to enter here without my knowledge."

"Secondly, this is not what I did, but if you must think it is what I did, then good, no problem, send someone here!"

"This is Liklai State, not your territory. In your place, I listen to you, but in damn Liklai State, even if you are the Perez family, you have to listen to me!"

"Threatening me?"

"Haha!"

"Fq!"

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