Chapter 246

Snake watched as a few young men arrived in someone else’s car, his expression slightly dissatisfied, but he said nothing.

Most of the members of the Viper Gang were locals from Fides. Now that they were being asked to leave here for another city, with the possibility of being injured or even killed, it was difficult for Snake to demand them to be so absolute.

He knew that these young men had all gone to say goodbye to their families and girlfriends last night. Some of them had even thrown a grand “farewell party.”

They had found many girls to host it together, and a group of people went wild for a whole night.

Perhaps this was their final way of saying goodbye to the city that had raised them, to shoot all the unhappiness, new troubles, and anxieties out of their minds.

Alcohol, tobacco, sex. Their minds were a mess all night. In the end, everyone lay together and slept until dawn.

Seeing the cold-faced Snake, these young men also felt their scalps tingle, but thankfully Snake did not scold them, only urged them to get on the bus as soon as possible.

There were a total of two large buses, one truck, and a few small cars.

The young men were actually full of longing for Golden Port. It was like young people from a small, ordinary place always yearning to go to the big city.

They had heard too much about the tariffs of Golden Port, and they also very much wanted to see it with their own eyes.

Perhaps this would be the starting point of their life’s legend!

On the bus, the young men were all chatting. Some young men who had not participated in the farewell party last night asked those who had participated, with a tone of envy and jealousy, what they had played last night.

Listening to them talk about those unrestrained girls, it was said that there were also some foreigners, like people from the Empire, people from Yalan, and so on, which made the eyes of some young men red with jealousy!

Those who might not have even held a girl’s hand were already cursing out loud!

If they had known, they would have gone too!

In the midst of the roughhousing, the expectation for the new city was gradually replaced by boredom. There was no beautiful scenery on either side of the Federation’s interstate highways; it was all desolate wilderness.

Occasionally seeing a pack of wolves or some other animal passing by was already the most interesting embellishment on the road.

From the loud clamor and excitement when they first got on the bus, to finally most people curling up in their seats smoking, everything became quiet again.

Snake was looking at some materials, which contained some information about Golden Port.

This information was actually quite outdated because it still included explanations about the Camille gang and the Brotherhood, but he knew about this.

In just half a year, two very famous gangs in Golden Port had become a thing of the past. This also made him, like others, full of longing for this city where gold was everywhere, but also with a trace of vigilance.

He didn’t want him, and the Viper Gang, to become fireworks.

It took a day to get from Fides to Golden Port. It was impossible for everyone to drive continuously. Just before entering Likalai State, the convoy chose a motel to rest.

The owner of the motel was very enthusiastic towards these people. To their surprise, this place even provided call services—

The motel owner’s wife and his three daughters.

Although everyone was very surprised, they didn’t find it incredible. After all, they had heard about this kind of thing many times. People’s lives were not easy, and everyone wanted to make money.

Things like motels, besides providing a relatively comfortable overnight environment, also relied on providing… Those long-distance truck drivers needed this!

The next morning, the convoy set off again. After entering Likalai State, the situation here was obviously a bit better than the neighboring state. The interstate highway also became more lively, with many large trucks roaring down the road.

As the port with the largest throughput in the northern hemisphere, Golden Port would leave behind goods from all over the world every day, and then send them to the surrounding areas by land or water.

The obviously more lively highway also began to restore people’s spirits. They would arrive in Golden Port by the afternoon at the latest, which made them full of expectations for their new life and work.

Seeing that the road signs for Golden Port had begun to appear on the side of the road, and the distance was getting closer and closer, as they approached Golden Port, Snake had the convoy stop at a motel on the side of the road.

They could eat something here, and he had to make a phone call.

“I can be in the city in just over an hour. You can call and chat with Lance, see if you can arrange a meeting.”

“This time we’ll take care of him once and for all!”

Hearing that Snake had already arrived at the outskirts of Golden Port, Brinton’s whole person relaxed. He quickly replied, “No problem, I’ll contact him right away.”

“Contact him now, I’ll wait for your call.”

After hanging up the phone, Brinton dialed Lance’s number. Lance’s number was not hidden, but what was not hidden was the front desk’s number, not the separate one on his desk.

The call was connected quickly.

“Hey, Lance, it’s Brinton. I think we should talk.”

“Uh-huh?”

Brinton glanced at the receiver in his hand. This was not the Lance he had imagined. He thought Lance should say something to him, not just “uh-huh.”

But this did not prevent him from continuing to finish his words, “I know there might be a little misunderstanding between us. Now there is a good opportunity to clear up the misunderstanding. We can sit down and talk.”

“The Empire District is very large, and as far as I know, your bars have not filled the entire Empire District. We can coexist peacefully!”

“Even if you are really not satisfied with us being here, we can also talk. Perhaps we can go to other places, the Bay Area, or even the city center.”

“But first, we have to talk, don’t you think?”

Lance’s reply was still very concise, “Yes, so?”

“So we have to talk. I said, sit down, face to face, and talk!”

He emphasized the words “face to face,” “There are many problems that can’t be discussed clearly over the phone, so we have to sit down and talk. This is also a show of sincerity, right?”

“No matter what the result is, I will accept it.”

Lance seemed to be moved by what he said and agreed, “What time, and where?”

This made Brinton overjoyed, “Tonight at nine o’clock, 118 Ninth Road. There’s a restaurant there, I’ll wait for you!”

118 Ninth Road was on the west side of the Empire District, near the industrial area, a bit remote.

“No problem.”

Brinton had not considered asking Lance to leave Golden Port, but this was obviously impossible. The two sides were already in a hostile relationship. For you to ask Lance to negotiate with you outside the city… this didn’t sound like a good thing!

So in the end, he chose a relatively remote location. The industrial area was dead silent at night, and the people living in the vicinity didn’t like to meddle in other people’s business. It was also close to Interstate 24.

Snake and his men could reach Ninth Road by directly crossing the entire industrial area.

After doing all this, Brinton’s whole person seemed to have relaxed a lot. The huge rock pressing on his chest also seemed to have been moved away by some mysterious force. He quickly dialed the number Snake had left, roughly explained the time and location. After the two had agreed, Brinton hung up the phone.

He now needed to prepare for the negotiations tonight. He had even begun to fantasize that when he sat at the dinner table tonight, he would be able to see the pathetic look of Lance kneeling at his feet, begging him not to kill him!

At the thought of this, the depression and unease of this period all turned into loud laughter!

But he quickly restrained his smile. He felt that there was a traitor inside the nightclub, so he had to keep a low profile first…

It’s just that he didn’t know that the person he was talking to was not Lance.

The real Lance, in the room on the second floor of the motel, was looking down through the gaps in the blinds.

“Several cars, at least sixty or seventy people, but they don’t seem to be carrying weapons.”

Elvin was standing at another window. The angle from where they stood happened to allow them to see the motel’s restaurant. Those young people were sitting scattered, eating food while laughing and fooling around.

“Mador, do you think our success rate is high?”

Mador was also here. He was also observing the situation below. He saw that several drivers were not in the restaurant eating, but were gathered around the convoy.

“The positions where those few drivers are standing, those few cars, are probably the vehicles they use to store important materials.”

“Weapons, or money, or something else. We’ll take out these few people first, and then not let them get close to the cars.”

The gazes of the two looked towards those few drivers. There were no obvious covers around them, only cars.

Lance didn’t think this was a problem, “Hiram can take care of them in no time.”

Mador continued, “Then the rest are the people in the restaurant, and their cadres.”

“I think their cadres might be carrying weapons, but I can’t guarantee their ordinary members aren’t carrying weapons either, so we must strike unexpectedly…”

Lance turned his head to look at him, “For example?”

…A few minutes later, Snake hung up the phone. Brinton had already told him the result. Seeing that they were about to eradicate the Lance Family, he finally felt a little relaxed.

He ordered a hamburger and an extra order of fried chicken and returned to his room.

It wasn’t that he disliked being with these gang members, it was just that he was a bit older and was the leader of the gang. If he always hung out with these low-level members, it would make people lose their reverence for him!

He didn’t believe the books written by those big capitalists, didn’t believe that befriending employees could increase production, because he was originally from the bottom.

He knew very well that if a factory owner befriended a worker on the assembly line, then that worker would most likely ask for some excessive things.

For example, asking for a better position, more benefits, more salary.

If the boss didn’t agree, it would instead destroy the illusion he had previously created of wanting to be friends with everyone, so from the beginning, Snake would not let this situation happen.

Not long after he left, a car entered the parking lot.

The drivers who were gathered together smoking and chatting all looked towards that car.

This was a motel, so it was normal for a car to come in. Their job now was not to let people get close to their convoy, in case of thieves or something.

These days, whether someone was a thief or not could not be judged based on whether they drove a car. There were also people who drove around stealing things.

The car was very close to them. They noticed there were several people in the car. One of the guys, like a farmer’s idiot son, was always flicking his hair.

Just as the car approached them, it stopped.

The hands of several drivers immediately went into their coats, or behind their backs. The guy in the passenger seat, as if he didn’t see that this group of people was not right, asked loudly, “Hey, friends, do you know this place?”

He took out a map, still complaining, “I’ve been driving around for several laps and still can’t find this place. I can tell you are knowledgeable people. Maybe you are smarter than this stupid driver of mine and can tell me how to get here!”

Originally, the drivers didn’t plan to pay attention to him, but this guy spoke very nicely, which made the drivers relax their guard a little, and at the same time, they all looked at the map in the passenger’s hand.

A Federation map, with a red circle drawn on it.

Some scientists say that when a marked area appears in a picture, even if the person observing the picture knew beforehand that they didn’t need to observe this marked area, they would subconsciously look at this part.

Just like at this moment, they were all attracted by that red circle, ignoring the fact that the landlord’s stupid son in the car flicked his hair and lifted a submachine gun from the base of the car.

The sound of rat-tat-tat gunfire rang out in an instant. These drivers didn’t even have a chance to hide. Although they had already made a move to escape, under the fierce fire of two submachine guns, they had no chance to leave at all!

The young men in the restaurant were immediately alarmed by the sudden gunfire in the parking lot. They all stood up immediately, and some of them also drew their pistols.

Just as their attention was all on the outside, Lance and his group were quickly passing through the back kitchen!

“Gentlemen, you are not allowed here…” The number who had nose hairs curling out of his nostrils hadn’t had time to tell them to leave this place before a gun was pointed at his head.

He immediately raised his hands, showing an ugly smile. Elvin pointed to the corner of the wall, “There’s going to be a firefight here soon. You’d better leave!”

The cook shivered. Elvin’s gun barrel swayed towards the back door. He ran two steps worriedly. Seeing that Elvin didn’t shoot, he ran away without looking back!

Lance was at the very front. He pushed open the restaurant door, leaving him with nothing but their backs!

Fortunately, he was using a submachine gun, and he wasn’t Niko.

The vast majority of people in the restaurant were attracted by the sound of the firefight in the parking lot. Before they could figure out what was happening, they were all looking over there.

A few young men had already walked out, trying to figure out what was going on.

Just as everyone was still watching the excitement, they suddenly found that a few of their companions around them cursed “f—k” and then ducked under the table.

Before they had time to react to what was happening, they heard the sound of bolts being pulled back in unison behind them.

A dozen or so people lined up, one foot forward, one foot back, their bodies ready to counter the recoil. The next second, a dozen or so submachine guns opened fire at the same time!

Golden shell casings were ejected from the ejectors like a rainstorm, just like the bullets that were sprayed out, instantly becoming people’s nightmare!

The whistling bullets instantly tore apart the peace in the restaurant. The young men of the Viper Gang cried and screamed, trying to escape. Even if some people had weapons, it was difficult for them to aim in the pushing and shoving of their own people.

The crowd fell down in rows like cut wheat. Even if some tried to resist, it was difficult to escape.

Only the first few who had already walked out ran out, but what greeted them was a car that suddenly appeared next to them, and Hiram, leaning out of the car window with a submachine gun in his hand.

“Do you like this surprise?”

“Bastards?!”

Those who had escaped from the restaurant twisted their bodies and soon fell dead on the concrete floor at the entrance of the restaurant. The vehicle stopped. Hiram changed a magazine, walked to a guy who was not yet completely dead, and pulled the trigger at him.

Holding the gun with one hand, he almost couldn’t hold the muzzle down. A bullet was less than a centimeter away from his toes!

He cursed, quickly released his finger that was tightening the trigger, and as if not satisfied, took out his pistol again and sent a few more bullets to the unlucky guy.

The strong smell of blood filled the entire restaurant, like the smell of a slaughterhouse!

Lance skillfully changed the magazine, checked every corner, and finished off those who seemed to be pretending to be dead, making sure everyone was finished.

He casually threw the submachine gun to Elvin and walked out, treading on the wet ground covered in blood.

Unexpectedly, there was no firefight at the motel. They had actually locked onto Snake’s few rooms, but they were hiding in the rooms, which made it difficult to deal with.

If they were to break down the door, there was a high probability of being shot, so what needed to be done now was to find a way to force them out from inside.

“We can use gasoline to make some Molotov cocktails,” Lance suggested.

But soon, everyone’s gaze was focused on Hiram. He took out two grenades from his pocket…

Snake, hiding in the room and able to hear his own heartbeat, had already cursed everyone. Without a doubt, this group of people was coming for them!

Their intelligence had been leaked, but he didn’t know how it was leaked. You know, he had just notified Brinton of their arrival.

Even if Brinton had sold him out, this group of people couldn’t have arrived so quickly.

He almost subconsciously thought of last night’s “farewell party,” thought of those enthusiastic girls from all over that they had talked about!

This group of sons of b—tches must have gotten drunk and talked nonsense, leaking the information.

He cursed a few more times, holding his gun, hiding behind the bed.

Most of the houses in the Federation were made of wood, including this two-story motel, which was also a wooden structure.

Those wooden walls couldn’t stop bullets!

Just as he was about to shout and talk to the people outside, expressing that he could pay a sum of money to buy his own life, something was suddenly thrown in from outside.

He just glanced at it and almost shat himself!

“F—k!”

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