Shadow Empire

Chapter 138 May God bless you [Reward 333+1]
"Want to go and see it together?"

Lawen knocked on the window outside the office, and when Lance looked at him, he pointed in the direction of the back door and left.

This means that the person has been caught.

So Lance asked politely.

Alberto shook his head, then stood up and walked to the door to take his hat off the hanger. "No, this is your business. I won't get involved."

"But if you need help, give me a call!"

After the two hugged each other, Alberto said goodbye and left.

He sat in the office and lit a cigarette. After he finished smoking, he walked behind his desk and opened one of the drawers. There was a dagger, a gun and two magazines inside.

He took off his coat, put on his holster, put his clothes back on, and turned twice in front of the mirror.

It was almost invisible, and then he took his hat and went out.

Sometimes, being earlier or later will result in different changes and represent different natures. As a superior, this is especially important!
“When people are waiting for you, your status and authority in their eyes will grow.”

"But don't be too enthusiastic about arriving early, as this will make them think they are more important than you in this matter!"

It is better to ask people to wait than to wait for others.

Pushing open the back door and coming to the backyard, Lawen stood at the garage door. When he saw Lance, he turned and went in.

Lance walked into the garage and saw the unlucky guy who was caught.

Even if the other party didn't speak, he could smell the gang odor on this idiot from a distance.

He walked to the middle of the garage, and Hiram dragged a folding chair over, laid it flat, and let Lance sit down.

Lance took off his hat, handed it to Hiram, looked at the unfortunate guy and asked, "What's your name?"

"Robert, sir, why did you bring me here?"

"Robert…So, who sent you?"

Robert looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but he could also look older. He looked very scared, which was probably true.

Fear is like pain. You can endure pain, but enduring pain doesn't stop you from feeling pain.

The same goes for fear. You can suppress the negative emotions brought by fear and continue to lie, but that doesn't mean you will not be afraid because of lying.

"No one sent me here, sir, I just wanted to find some in the dumpster...Ah!"

As he continued to lie, Lance made a "please" gesture, a very subtle movement, and the same bat used by the sailing team and David's batsman was swung on his back.

Robert was hit so hard that he bent backwards. “Sir, I really don’t know anything. I was just passing by here!”

Lance looked at Hiram without hiding anything, "Go get the tarpaulin and lay it down."

Hiram and Laun immediately ran to the warehouse, and soon they came back with two large bundles of waterproof cloth.

Almost everyone who hangs out in the Imperial District and the docks knows this, especially in the warehouse district, where there are a lot of them.

Robert didn't seem to know what the tarpaulins were for, and the way they tore the tickets was rather crude, so Lance explained it to him.

"When your blood spills, it'll land on these tarps so we don't have to shovel away a layer of the ground."

"And if we decide to kill you, you'll bleed a lot. We prepared this to make it easier for us to clean up the trouble you left behind."

Hearing Lance say this, he shook even more violently, and Lance could see that he began to struggle.

Inner struggle.

It's weird to hold on to this stuff.

If you can grit your teeth, you will find that you can break through one limit after another, constantly challenge the impossible, and make you exclaim at a miracle!
But on the other hand, if there is a crack in your persistence, and it is not so absolute, you will start to waver and have some doubts about your persistence.

Then there is no doubt that you will soon be overwhelmed by your doubts about persistence.

When the tarpaulin was laid out and Lance asked Hiram to hang Robert up, he stood up, took off his coat, took out the dagger, and walked in front of Robert.

"This is your last chance. If you don't tell me, there are still people outside the door who might not insist on doing so like you do."

"Don't sacrifice your life for other people's affairs. You are not as important and valuable as you think, Robert."

"Are you married?"

Robert nodded. "It's over."

"Think about your mother, think about your wife, maybe you've got a child or a dog, they can't lose you!"

"And I can guarantee that if you tell me, I will let you leave alive and well."

Looking at the sharp dagger in Lance's hand, feeling the fear of facing death that made his stomach ache, he was sweating all over and his right leg was shaking. When the expectation on Lance's face gradually turned into indifference, he shouted loudly, "It's Liam..."

Lance had someone let him go just as he promised, and considerately gave him a cigarette. Robert smoked the cigarette greedily, as if what he was smoking at this moment was not a cigarette, but life, the future, and beauty!
"Liam is a Heller... a member of the Karami Gang. We all are. He is a senior official."

"The big boss said you killed Will, so we have to seek revenge on you. We plan to... kidnap you."

"Kidnap me?" Lance wanted to laugh. He then looked at the others, but they didn't laugh.

There is only anger in people's eyes!
Hiram flipped his hair, "Fuck them, Lance!"

Lance nodded and pointed at him, "Yeah, fuck them."

He looked back at Robert Jr., "Where's Liam?"

"Also, where is that Heller?"

Robert looked nervous, "The big boss is often at Empire Night, Liam... I don't know, he wants us to do things over the phone."

"He often goes to his strip club though..."

Liam has his own business, a strip club, which is full of young girls he tricked and brought from the Empire.

Violence and death were his powerful weapons to rule these girls. He didn't even need to pay them a penny. Keeping them alive instead of selling them to the mines in the West was the greatest kindness he could show them.

Naturally, in return for his kindness, the girls had to earn him a satisfactory amount of money every day, otherwise he would make these girls miserable.

He takes his business very seriously. Everyone knows that Red High Heels is the best strip club in the Empire District.

You could say it's not as lively, but it's definitely the best.

We accept almost any order here, whether it is abnormal or not.

This brought him a lot of wealth, and he would stay here as long as he was fine.

Several people looked at Robert and asked Lance if he wanted to kill him. Robert was so scared that he started crying.

At this time he finally thought of his mother, his wife, his children and his dog!

When the words "please" came out of his mouth, Lance helped him up and patted the dust off his body. "I am a man of my word. If I say I won't hurt you, then I will definitely not hurt you. But you have to wait here for a while."

He walked outside and said, "Immediately arrange for someone to go to this Liam's villa and Red High Heels to see if his car is there."

Through questioning, Lance learned that he had a new model blue sedan that he drove everywhere.

You can touch his women, but you can't touch his car, and everyone in Camilla's gang knows that.

Hiram immediately arranged for someone to go there.

It takes about thirty minutes to drive there. At about forty minutes, a phone call came in. "He's in Red High Heels."

At this time, Alberto's guns had been delivered, including a dozen pistols and four submachine guns.

"Wait a minute, Hiram. Take your gun and your men and wait at the door of Red High Heels. He will definitely come out first after he gets the news. Kill him before he gets into the car."

"Then drive out of the city, take care of your things, go to the nearest station (train station), buy a return ticket, and I'll wait for you for dinner in the evening. Is that okay?"

Lance just killed a senior official of the Camilla Gang. If he shows up again and kills another senior official, the police will definitely keep a close eye on him.

So this time he didn't plan to do it himself, but let Hiram do it.

This time he didn't shake his hair, but used his hands to lift it, and his expression was particularly serious, "No problem, Lance, I promise to make him die there before he gets in the car!"

Lance gave him a hug and he got a submachine gun, which he liked.

About thirty minutes later, Hiram called and said he had arrived at Red High Heels and was ready to start.

Lance hung up the phone, returned to the warehouse, and had someone untie Robert. "I'll get you out."

Robert's face showed some joy of surviving a disaster, but also some fear, "Please..."

Lance put his arm around his shoulders, "I said I wouldn't kill you, and I'll let a lot of people see that I didn't kill you and let you leave on your own!"

He put his arm around Robert's shoulders and walked across the office and out the front door.

The two people standing across the street were obviously stunned when they saw this scene. They would never have thought that the person who was staring at Lance in the alley would actually come out of his company with Lance!
There's a fucking traitor!
One of them immediately ran to a nearby phone booth. He had to tell Liam the news.

Robert had not expected any of this at this time. When Lance not only loosened his arms around his shoulders, but also took out ten dollars and stuffed it into his pocket, he truly felt the joy of "I survived"!

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Lance, you are an honest gentleman, God bless you!"

Lance smiled and nodded, "That's the funniest joke I've heard this year!"

Seeing Robert's confused face, Lance was disappointed that he didn't understand his humor. He helped him straighten his slightly messy collar and said, "I hope God can hear your prayers!"

(End of this chapter)