Shadow Empire

Chapter 139: The More You Walk, the More You Can't Help Yourself

In a dimly lit corner of the club, Liam sat in the shadows, as he liked to sit.

Observing others in places where others cannot observe him is his hobby, or rather, a kind of caution.

Each of the seven senior officials of the Camilla Gang has his own unique characteristics.

He is not a flamboyant person. Perhaps he has seen too many terrible things and is no longer as full of blood as an ordinary young man. In fact, he is not that old, only about 30 years old.

After joining the Camilla Gang for more than ten years, he has, to some extent, realized his original federal dream - having money, a house, and social status.

But human greed is never satisfied. Once they get something, they become arrogant and insatiable, desiring more. Greed is a poisonous snake that will devour people's hearts and reason and amplify all desires.

He had seen some people who fell into the abyss because of greed and desire. He could only try his best to keep himself calm, but he could not be without greed and desire. No one could do it.

He picked up the glass and took a sip of wine. On the stage of the strip club, two girls were performing skillful dances, and the regulars around them were drinking and chatting.

This is the Imperial District, the base of the Camilla Gang. Even if the Imperial District branch has any major operations, they will be notified in advance, so he is not worried at all that someone will come to disrupt the business here.

However, he recently heard that a dangerous goods management bureau has been established. This department will have great powers and will focus on catching the smuggling, storage, sale and use of dangerous goods such as tobacco and alcohol.

This gave him a bad feeling that if alcoholic beverages could not be sold here, there would be fewer customers.

Almost half of the sales come from impulse purchases made by customers after they have drunk too much.

Before getting drunk, who the hell would be willing to spend far more money than hiring a streetwalker, just to have a female dancer dance for them a little longer?

He was thinking about some possibilities in the future, trying to figure out how events would develop. He crossed his legs, with his shirt sleeves extending beyond his cuffs and rolled up the cuffs of his suit. His clothes looked a little exaggerated, but also trendy.

The music in the hall was not intense, but rather soothing, matching the girls' gentle and graceful movements. Everything fit in so perfectly.

You can even see that people's desires are being ignited little by little, bursting into flames!
There are real people performing here, and in fact no one would have thought that, in addition to being experts at picking cotton, they also have good musical expressiveness.

After Liam thought about other things for a while, he began to think about some "private orders" for the evening.

Some big shots will not come to such occasions, but they may have some normal or abnormal needs, which requires arranging for someone to send the girls over.

These orders are all expensive, and those big shots don’t care how much money they spend, they only care about whether they can discover their deepest desires!
He once delivered a girl to a pastor.

While he was thinking about how to arrange his evening schedule, the sound of hurried footsteps disturbed his thoughts.

He put down his glass and looked at the man walking towards him, one of his men. Finally, the man stopped not far from him, "Liam,... they called and said that Robert has joined Lance. He may have known your plan."

Liam was stunned for a moment, "I see." He picked up the wine glass and drank it all, "Notify everyone to go to the villa for a meeting."

"Also, find someone to get rid of Robert. I don't like having traitors around me."

Business premises generally do not store large quantities of weapons or the like, as it would be very troublesome if they were discovered.

It is not easy to own legal weapons in different regions of the federation, and criminal groups like theirs often use weapons to commit illegal and criminal acts.

If they use registered weapons, it is equivalent to telling others that they did it. They are the same as other large gangs and families, and they all use illegal guns.

The weapons were stored in his villa. He then stood up and walked towards the door, saying as he walked, "Don't forget the orders for tonight. I'm not here, so you must keep an eye on them for me."

The two walked to the door, and the waiter had already opened it for him. He looked at the manager and said, "If you don't satisfy my guests, I will send you to my guests and let them find a way to satisfy themselves!"

The manager nodded. Although he knew it was a threat and not something that was really going to happen, he was still a little scared.

It's okay if the desires of those rich guys are normal, but there are always some people whose desires are abnormal. They don't simply need to vent their desires through complicated "sex".

Some of them like to beat people, some like to hurt others, and even... The manager didn't want him to go to the bottom of Angel Lake after just one night, so he quickly assured, "Liam, this is not the first day I've worked with you, don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Liam nodded, patted his cheek, and left the Red Heels Club.

Standing on the steps at the door, he looked around habitually. Fortunately, there was nothing that made him uneasy. He walked towards the blue car parked on the side of the road.

This is a new model of sedan, and its exterior design has undergone some changes compared to previous cars.

First, it removed the dome and changed it to a convertible, and the front of the car was longer and more streamlined.

All four wheels have wheel covers, and the overall color is blue, with a small part being ivory white, which makes people feel particularly high-end and comfortable looking!
With the advanced painting technology, he can see his own reflection on the paint surface just by getting close to it. He loves this car!

He had already taken out the car keys from his pocket, and he was only twenty meters away from driving his car home.

There were many pedestrians on the road, and some of them were paying attention to his car, which made him look very happy.

Among all the people who buy expensive goods, only a few do so for practical purposes; most of them buy them for the purpose of showing off.

There were so many noises on the road during the day that he couldn't hear clearly the harsh sound of a car in the distance starting up and accelerating, the tires rubbing against the ground and producing smoke.

Even more unclear was the sound of the submachine gun's bolt being pulled and the safety being turned on. He hummed the tune of "Little Cotton Picker" and opened the car door.

The heavy car door felt like touching his girlfriend's thigh, round and warm, and he was a little intoxicated!

At this moment, a car was driving on the road at a very fast speed. Seeing that it had come to his side, he frowned with some displeasure.

The Federal driver's cab is on the left side according to the right-hand driving rule, so he must either get in quickly and close the door, or close the door first and wait for the other party to leave before getting in, otherwise there is a risk of scratching.

He chose the latter, closed the door, stood beside the car, and gave the driver the middle finger.

However, the next second, a person leaned out from the back window of the car. A man with braids?
Before he could taunt the man with braids, the other party took out a submachine gun as he looked on in disbelief!

Almost at the same time, Liam shrank his neck and squatted down to run towards the front of the car, but at this moment time seemed to be slowed down by God. He was running and escaping with all his might, but his speed seemed unable to increase.

The sound of rapid breathing occupied his entire world. He even saw a bullet pierce the car's shell, but at this time he was in no mood to turn around and curse the gunman.

If you want to shoot someone, just shoot them. Why shoot my car?
He suddenly felt someone pushing him twice from behind, and he staggered forward and fell to the ground.

But soon, he stood up by holding the front of the car. For some reason, his feet slipped a little, and the car suddenly slowed down.

He heard someone say--

"Don't brake so fast, you almost shook me out!"

When he looked back again, the gunman was pointing his gun at him.

Tongues of flame popped out of the gun barrel, and the people around only realized what was happening at this time, and they screamed and ran away in all directions.

The manager, who had just returned to the bar, heard that Liam had been shot at the door, but he was afraid to go out now because he had no weapon.

A large group of people pulled open the curtains and looked outside through the windows. They saw a scene that they would never forget in their entire lives!
The devil-like man was standing there. He was still there, but people could feel that he was melting away under the sunlight.

His body, along with his sins.

The submachine gun in Hiram's hand had already made the sound of emptying the chamber. He glanced at Liam, who was already beyond help, and retreated back to the back seat, patting the driver's shoulder. The tires of the car started spinning wildly again, smoking, and the car itself shot out like a sharp arrow!
"Is he dead?" asked Derisi (Hiram's friend) who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Hiram removed the empty magazine and replaced it with another one, just in case he needed it when he encountered trouble on the road.

"He was shot at least a dozen times. If he can survive, I will jump into Angel Lake tomorrow without Lance telling me."

Deresi was not nervous and felt very relaxed. "Do you like cement No. 2 or cement No. 3?"

Hiram swung his arm and hit him on the head, causing the car to shake slightly. "I'll have them grind you up and stuff you in. Let's go down together!"

The car was speeding out of the city. Many drivers on the road were shocked by their rough driving style. They even ran some red lights.

However...in the absence of police on the scene, this behavior will not have any serious consequences.

As one of the largest ports in the Federation, Jingang City has a lot of cargo that is unloaded here and then transported to other cities by train, so the train lines here are also very developed.

There are many small stations outside Jingang City. They left the city from the west, but drove the car to the northwest outside, then stopped in a place with dense vegetation. After changing clothes, they bought a ticket back to Jingang City at the station.

After they left, someone called the police, and when the police arrived, Liam was completely dead.

Until his death, his hands were still on his car.

Some people are sad about this, but there is no doubt that today is definitely a lucky day for the Red Heels Club...

The person in charge of this case is Hunter. The new criminal police officer has not reported in yet, and the other two are handling other cases. He is relatively idle now. Of course, this is also related to the fact that Mr. Jobaf and his assistant have completely given up on tracking down the murderer.

After arriving at the scene, he looked at Liam lying in a pool of blood and scratched his head in confusion.

There is no doubt that gang members were shot dead in front of their own business premises in broad daylight, which is a gang vendetta.

There are only a few people in his mind who can come up with this style, Polly, or the five major families.

But the five major families are not so rude now. They have escaped from the "bottom" and often have to take their own dignity into consideration just like those in the upper class. It seems that the correct answer is about to surface.

However, he felt that this was not something that Polly did. The Brotherhood Gang's territory was in the port area, and this was the Empire District. Unless the Brotherhood Gang first dealt with the Red Dog Gang and then encroached on the interests of the Empire District, it would be impossible for the two gangs to go to war!
Then... he thought of another case, the case that Officer Lucard had told him before... no, it was now Senior Agent Lucard who told him about it. When Will died, the forensic doctor found more than forty bullets in his body.

Will and Liam are both members of Camilla's gang, and both of them are... filled with so many cute little things.

Perhaps these two cases are related.

Other police officers took statements at the scene and looked for witnesses, even some who were unwilling to appear in court told what they had seen.

"The man with braids" became an important clue.

Almost immediately, Heller received a call telling him that Liam was dead.

If the importance of Will's death was overshadowed by the loss of hundreds of thousands of goods, then Liam's death finally made him realize that although the Lance family is small in number, they are definitely not easy to mess with.

And they were using submachine guns in broad daylight. Are they crazy or what?
The attention of all police officers in the city will be focused here!
At the same time, he also faced a new problem.

He originally thought that this Lance and his Lance family were just small characters that he could blackmail at any time, but now, after kicking the I-beam, it wasn't just pain, his toe was also broken.

If this continues, the war will escalate and the investment will become increasingly greater.

He just lost two hundred thousand worth of goods, and he was already a little short of money. If he continued to wage gang wars, he would not have much money left.

Heller laundered all the money that the entire family had earned over the years and used it to buy some properties and even stocks.

He has always left a way out for himself. Although he doesn't care much about the death of his family during the rise of the gang, he is still very uneasy about the danger itself.

This is a tough decision!

But no matter what, Liam is dead, and he must show his attitude, otherwise those senior officials may have other thoughts.

In the evening, the two people, dressed casually, took a taxi back to the company. Everyone was there, and everyone was relieved to see them return safely.

"I've been waiting for you." The room was full of smoke and almost everyone had a cigarette in their mouths.

Killing Liam didn't make anyone feel relieved.

Killing Liam and Will were unexpected results, which does not mean that the Camilla Gang is a weak gang. It has been able to occupy the Empire District for decades without being swallowed up by other gangs. After all, it has some special features.

So Lance was not blindly optimistic. At this point, there was actually no chance for either side to turn back.

Sometimes things are just like this. It may have been just a small matter, but the development of small things will eventually make a hole in the sky.

Lance asked them to sit down, and Hiram found that Erwin, who was still in the hospital, had returned, and the two greeted each other.

"Originally, when we killed Will, we thought we should keep a low profile for a while, but they have stretched their hands too far. If we don't fight back, they will test our bottom line again and again."

"The Camilla gang has more than 300 people, which is ten times our number, but they are divided into several groups by different cadres."

"We just killed Will's men, and today we killed Liam. No matter how they appear on the surface, there must be people who support and oppose going to war with us."

"This is an opportunity."

"Also, we need to expand our manpower. We are too short of people."

“But expansion cannot be blind.”

"I plan to remove all of you from production and make you off-duty workers, so we need to find some people to replace your jobs in the company."

"These people will be temporarily handed over to Sean to prevent them from being involved in other family operations."

“The other part is to devote full-time to the family business.”

Erwin had been hanging around at the dock for over a month, and because he was quick-witted and sociable, he got to know a lot of people.

“How many people do you want to recruit?”

"There are at least 40 people in the company, so let's recruit another 30 people."

Erwin wrote down the number, "There are quite a few people in blue clothes who want to join us."

Blue clothes refer to people wearing Wanli Company uniforms. The influence and deterrence of these uniforms are gradually increasing. In addition, Lance broke Johnny's arm in front of many people, which made the immigrants proud for the first time at the dock. Now they are forming a force!
Some people saw their glory, but whether it was for their own glory or the hope to join this vibrant social group and do something for the imperial immigrants, they all showed a strong sense of professionalism.

Lance thought about it and said, "You can recruit some people as appropriate, preferably people you know."

"Also, ask if there are any people who have served in the military who are willing to join us. We need some more professional people!"

(End of this chapter)