Shadow Empire

Chapter 147: Tenderness, Coping and Influence

Gunfire is also fire.

The continuous flames lit up the faces of the four people and also illuminated the death stars of the three people!

The clerk still maintained her stunned look and slowly raised her hands. Perhaps what she hated most at this moment was why she didn't really fall asleep just now.

The three people who were sitting at the dining table eating didn't even have time to react before they lost their resistance. After a series of "clicking" sounds, they slowly fell to the ground.

Erwin let go of the submachine gun in his hand and handed it to the person next to him, then he walked over to the three people.

At this time, one of the three was still alive, and that was the senior cadre.

He had better luck and was seated facing them.

When they took out the submachine guns, he tried to dodge, but how could a person be faster than a bullet?

This restaurant is equipped with simple tables and stools, not even booths, so he would be shot no matter where he hid.

But at least he was hit the least because he tried to dodge.

But even so, he didn't have a chance to hold on until the ambulance arrived.

He lay on his back on the ground, hot and wet blood spreading around him. His body was unwilling to die and was still trying a final effort, twitching continuously.

His head shook slightly weakly as his body twitched. He looked at Erwin who walked in front of him, and the two looked at each other for about two seconds.

After his internal organs ruptured, a large amount of bleeding had begun to flow up his esophagus, and the blood flowing out of his mouth and nose had already determined his fate.

Erwin pulled out a pistol from his bosom and fired all the bullets at him.

He looked at the body, which was completely motionless, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

It seemed that he had forgotten to bring matches. He patted his pockets and was about to turn around and ask his brothers for matches or a lighter or something.

Suddenly, he squatted down, and a corner of a matchbox appeared in the blood-stained vest pocket of the senior cadre.

He took out a match, rubbed it on the only dry collar of the dead man, lit the cigarette in his mouth, shook it, and threw the extinguished match into the pool of blood, just like the dead man's already extinguished life.

At this point, the clerk was so scared that she peed her pants. As a witness, she suspected that she was going to be killed.

Erwin took one last look at the dead senior official, stood up, and walked to the bar.

The female teller showed a pleading look, "I have a husband and children..."

Erwin smiled and said, "I don't have one, but do you have a phone?"

The female teller nodded repeatedly, and she quickly took out the phone and put it on the counter.

Erwin put the pistol back into his mouth while smoking. He picked up the phone and dialed a number. The call was quickly connected. "He's finished."

"Come back early and be safe."

Erwin hung up the phone and looked at the female teller who was still begging and crying. The moment Erwin put his hands in his pockets, she almost knelt down and begged!
She thought Erwin was reaching for his gun. She knew and had heard that the only witness at the scene would most likely be killed.

But actually...

He took out a wad of money, tilted his head slightly, and the burning cigarette stung his eyes a little.

One of them had his eyes wide open, and the other had his eyes narrowed. He counted out thirty yuan with swift movements and put it on the table.

"I damaged your tables, chairs and floor. Ten dollars should be enough."

"The other twenty dollars will buy you a new pair of pants, and some food for your husband and children. Tell them you love them when you go back."

"Also, don't say you've seen us. You were hiding under the counter the whole time."

He collected the remaining money, pinched the cigarette between his thumb, index and middle fingers and took it from his lips, with a genuine smile from the revenge on his face, "Have a nice evening, ma'am."

Having said this, he left the female teller with a deep memory that she would never forget for the rest of her life, then turned around and left with the other brothers.

She just stood there, staring blankly at a car quickly leaving the motel, and the sound of some messy footsteps coming a few minutes later.

She quickly wiped away her tears, grabbed the thirty yuan on the table in her hand, thought for a while, and only put twenty yuan into her pocket.

The boss had actually discovered it a long time ago, but since the other party hadn't left, he didn't dare to come.

When he pushed the door next to the counter and saw three bodies on the ground, the first thing he thought of was not to make a phone call or anything else.

Instead, he ran over and searched these people's pockets.

Gold watch?

mine!

Bloody cash?
mine!

Gem ring?

It's still mine!

And the car keys?

It's all mine!

After a long while, he remembered that there was a female teller here. He walked over, took out seven or eight twenty-five-cent coins from his pocket, and slapped them on the counter. "You didn't see anything, did you?"

The female teller was stunned for a moment, "Yes, boss..." She hesitated and was about to say that the other party should give them ten dollars to change the table and repair the floor.

But her boss didn't seem to want to be here, "I have to go, someone called the police, they're coming soon."

"Look, we don't want any trouble. You haven't seen them, and you haven't seen me. Got it?"

He looked out the window, patted the counter to alert the female teller with the sound, and then left quickly.

He didn't notice that he left a bloody footprint at the scene...

In the city, Lance hung up the phone, took down a photo on the blackboard, tore it in half, but nailed it back together.

"There are four left!" Lance pulled out a chair next to him and sat down, lighting a cigarette, "Where are they now?"

Morris sat next to him. During this period, Morris showed excellent tracking and surveillance skills. He was meticulous, cautious, and bold. Lance handed over the tasks of finding people and surveillance to him.

"Heller has been hiding in his manor and has not come out. Two of his confidants are also there, as well as a senior official who came that night."

"He... uh, I don't know how to put it."

Lance was a little puzzled. Morris wasn't the type to keep people in suspense. "What happened to him?"

"He's in."

"Go in?"

Morris scratched his head. "He turned himself in to the police station and admitted to an assault case. He has now been arrested by the Imperial District Police Station and is being held there."

"I asked someone about it. He signed a plea agreement with the police. The police will communicate with the Justice Bureau and he will be released in about one or two years."

"One or two years?" Lance shook his head. "I can't wait that long."

Morris knew this too, so he didn't know what to say, "If we do this in the police station, will it cause some unnecessary trouble?"

The law enforcement system can pretend not to see the crime, but you cannot challenge their authority, at least not until they allow you to do so.

It's like a grown man with a knife in his hand.

He can choose not to use the knife, but you can't insist on provoking him and forcing him to try to cut you with the knife. That would be stupid.

Lance thought for a while, picked up the phone and dialed the number of lawyer Robben.

The call was connected soon. Lance and Lawyer Robben had a series of cooperation on Ennio's issues, so he could call directly to Lawyer Robben's desk without the front desk transferring the call.

"This is Robben Law Firm. I am Attorney Robben. How can I help you?" "It's me, Lance."

Lawyer Robben immediately raised his eyebrows. He knew better than anyone else what had happened to Lance recently. As a lawyer specializing in defending gangsters, he was very well-informed in this field!
"Mr. Lance, it's nice to hear your voice, so what can I do for you this time?"

A direct challenge to Camilla's gang could establish some advantages, which was already worthy of Lawyer Robben's respect for Lance, of course, also for the sake of the money and follow-up work.

Although many people look down on the Camilla Gang, it is, after all, a regional gang with more than 300 core members and has great dominance in the Imperial Region.

Now people are waiting and watching. If Lance can replace Camilla's gang, then Camilla's gang will become the sinners who caused all the unrest and will be liquidated.

But if they are deadlocked, then the outcome will not be good for either of them.

Whether good or bad, for lawyer Robben, this means the possibility of having a job.

"I won't say much about what happened. You will definitely be able to find out."

"There's an idiot who turned himself in. He's seriously injured. You mentioned to me before that you have connections in the state's prison system. Can you assign him and Ennio to the same prison?"

After Lawyer Robben briefly asked about the general situation, he calmly replied, "No problem, I'll give you a discount of 1,500 dollars. I guarantee that he and Ennio will be in the same prison. If you want them to be in the same cell, that's fine."

"Very good, then can you help me send two more people in?"

Lawyer Robben didn't waste any words. He knew that Lance didn't want to waste time talking to him now, so he directly made an offer, "Together, you give me four thousand dollars, and I will help you send that man and two of your people, as well as Ennio, to the same prison and the same ward."

"I suggest you give me another thousand so I can help them tailor their crimes and sentences so they can get out with Ennio."

"Deal. Someone will come to you tomorrow with the money, and then you send them both in."

"Mr. Lance, I really hope that you can become the victorious party in the war. It is such a pleasure to cooperate with you!"

"Happy revenge then, and good night!"

"Good night, Lawyer Robben."

Lance hung up the phone and looked back at the blackboard. "There are only three left now..."

At around ten o'clock in the evening, someone called Heller. He answered the phone for only three or four seconds and then stayed there.

The person on the phone told him that another senior official had been shot dead in the restaurant of the Oasis Motel.

It must have been Lance's gang, because he was shot twenty-seven times, nine of them at close range.

In other words, before the second shot, he had been shot eighteen times and was no longer alive, but he was still shot again.

Only Lance's gang would do such a crazy thing. As for other gangs or organizations, they basically just do what is necessary.

However, because they had left the territory of Jingang City, the case was handled by the interstate highway police. They did not know the victim, and did not think that it was definitely done by someone from Jingang City.

The highway police decided to handle the matter impartially and followed the murder case procedure. The female teller did not see the men clearly and hid under the counter, thus escaping the disaster.

But someone left bloody footprints at the scene...

In fact, Heller didn't hear clearly what was said afterwards. When there was no more sound coming out of the phone, he said thank you and hung up.

He sat dazed in the chair. In just one week, the situation was reversed.

In fact, he didn't care about Lance and his group of people at all, but the problem was that he couldn't find them now!
In other words, although he has a lot of people on his side, several times more than Lance's side, if this situation cannot be maintained, then Lance's people will be able to gain local advantages!
Moreover, a tight defense can last for a week but not a year, but an attack can be launched anytime and anywhere.

The most terrifying enemy is the one hiding in the dark like a poisonous snake, waiting for a fatal blow at any time!

He couldn't just passively deal with the attack from Lance and his gang, he had to do something.

But...what can he do?

He sat on a chair and took out a cigarette. At this time, cigarettes were better than cigars because they could be inhaled into the lungs. The filling feeling made people feel satisfied and safe.

He thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what he could do.

Those peripheral members have been looking for the whereabouts of Lance and his gang everywhere. He even arranged people to go to Wanli Office, where a man named Sean was still working.

Originally, he wanted to kidnap this person, but there were people all over the place from morning till night, so he had no chance to take action and could only watch from afar.

What else can he do besides this?
Looking for a relationship?
Who to look for?

Now no matter who he looks for, he has to spend money, and a lot of money. He doesn't have that much money anymore, unless he uses his savings.

But his capital is "his money", not the gang's money. He is not aware of the need to use his own money to work for the gang!

If he had, he might not have laundered the money and transferred it to a safe account in the first place.

It was as if everything had entered an endless loop, making him feel awkward, overwhelmed, and not knowing what to do.

While Heller was racking his brains over how to find Lance, Lance was thinking about how to force them out.

He would not attack Heller's manor directly. Now he had not yet expanded his manpower and there were only twenty or so people left. How could he attack a manor guarded by more than a hundred core gang members?

He would only die faster and more miserably. Those people only needed to hide behind the windows of the house and they would be able to make him leave on their own even without shooting.

So we have to find a way to force the person out first.

His gaze quickly shifted to Morris. "Let someone keep an eye on Heller's estate. Find out how much property he has first. We'll find a way to get him out of that turtle shell..."

He looked at the others, "Those who need to recuperate should recuperate, those who need to rest should rest, we will have a big move soon..."

For several days in a row, the entire Jingang City became quiet again. The public security in Jingang City has been surprisingly good in the past half month, and even some petty thefts have decreased a lot.

It is very likely that many important people are watching and want to know how Lance will solve this matter and how to force Heller out who is entrenched in the manor.

People were also wondering whether Heller could hold on to the end. Before this, no one had ever thought that Lance could push Heller to this point.

The most surprising thing was that Lance suddenly disappeared and hid himself in the dark, leaving Heller, who was obviously more powerful, completely helpless.

Even if Heller wanted to hide now, he had no chance, because Lance in the dark must be watching him closely.

As long as he leaves his turtle shell, Lance will definitely take action!

This left Heller with no other choice but to guard his manor.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, suddenly someone in the Empire District began to spread the news that Heller was actually dead.

His men found someone who looked like Heller to impersonate him. Otherwise, with Heller's prestige in ruling the Empire Zone for more than ten or twenty years, how could he choose to avoid the challenge of newbies like Lance?
And there are more than one rumor, each one is very plausible, and there are even rumors that they have stopped paying the fees!
If it is just a simple rumor, it will only make people feel it is fun or not fun, and the sense of participation in spreading the rumor will not be so strong.

Then the issue of not paying fees has really attracted more people's attention - it seems like a mountain has been moved away?
Every district in Jingang City has to pay fees, and those merchants.

Some districts pay less, such as Xilin District, which is populated by middle-aged and elderly people.

But there are also Pricia and the Bay Area which pay relatively high fees, and the fees in the city center are also quite high.

This bad habit almost suffocated many merchants. Suddenly, when the merchants in the Imperial District heard that they didn't have to pay, the rumor spread even faster.

There were even people who refused to pay the fees. The two young men who were collecting the fees were beaten and kicked out by the store owner and the clerk, and there was no follow-up to the incident.

Because they are still operating there, no one comes to trouble them.

Now Heller doesn’t dare to transfer anyone out casually, and with fewer people being transferred, they are not willing to go out.

Who knows if the Lance family, who can't find any trouble with Heller, will turn their attention to them?

Clip the wings first, and then go and cause trouble for Heller when there is no one around him?
This resulted in one company not paying the fees at first, then an entire street, an entire block, and by December 20th, the entire territory controlled by the Camilla Gang had basically stopped paying!
This is definitely a huge sum of money. With thousands of merchants earning 40 to 60 yuan each, that would amount to tens of thousands of yuan every month!
When you are already short of money, suddenly no one pays, which is undoubtedly making the situation worse.

And soon Haile himself will have to pay his subordinates' salaries.

Everyone, please put your heads on your belts. We are not talking about loyalty, but money. Moreover, the situation is very bad now. His confidants told him that if he doesn't pay more, many people will quit.

After all, the risk is too great now!

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