Shadow Empire

Chapter 148: Who is there with the feint to the east and the attack to the west?

Empire Nights Nightclub is one of the best nightclubs in the Empire area.

It is said that when the Camilla Gang first arrived in Jingang City, their first base was the Empire Night Nightclub.

Heller's grandfather founded this nightclub with his family, using the gimmick of "Empire Style" to sell cheap Empire Girls to Federal people.

At that time, in other places, it took eighty or ninety minutes to have an orgasm, but here, it only took fifteen minutes, which attracted many customers.

As time went on, they not only made money, but also offended some gangs that were not well-organized, and some conflicts occurred between the two sides.

From then on, people like Heller's father began to think about forming a gang to protect themselves, and they soon put it into action.

The Camilla Gang, the word Camilla in the Imperial language is similar to the context of homesickness. Because they have money, the Camilla Gang soon became famous in the Imperial circle with the slogan "helping people in their hometown not to be bullied".

At that time, this place was not called the Imperial District, and the number of imperial people living here was less than 15% of the federal people here, and they did need protection.

In such a social environment and background, the Camilla Gang developed extremely rapidly, and continued to win and become stronger in many gang fights.

The local gangs did not want a foreign gang to grow stronger here, so the fighting continued to escalate and change.

In the process, many leaders and founding family members of the Camilla Gang were killed, which also led to each new leader having his own ideas and his own criminal business.

It is said that the first person to use kidnapping for extortion was Heller's uncle. When someone came to Empire Nightclub to cause trouble, he kidnapped the person and extorted six hundred dollars from him.

Six hundred yuan was not a small sum of money at the time, so he started to treat this as a business.

After kidnapping federals twice and being subjected to crazy crackdowns by the authorities, he realized that kidnapping federals was not a good option, and then turned his attention to the new immigrants.

These people were not valued by the federal people, and at that time, only those who could immigrate were from wealthy families. It was impossible to immigrate to the federation without money.

These people have no established interpersonal relationships in the local area, so no one would know if they were kidnapped, and even if someone knew, they would not seek help for them.

His uncle made a lot of money using this, and even after his death, Heller inherited the gang, and the kidnapping business did not stop, but has continued to this day.

Empire Night Nightclub still has an unshakable and sacred status in the minds of the Camilla Gang and its members!

Even under the current special circumstances, it has not closed down.

At 7:30 in the evening, the neon lights of the Empire Night Club, which was decorated as luxuriously as an opera house, began to flash. The ambiguous warm light of the neon tubes made it possible to vaguely know what business was being done here even from a distance.

Of course, its business scope is now very wide. It is no longer just the flesh trade, but also includes performances, singers singing as backup and other performing arts activities.

What ordinary people like to watch the most is a dance performed by a group of girls wearing exquisite tops but no bottoms, holding hands, and raising their legs high with their bare buttocks. You can watch it here.

There are even gambling tables, of which there are several.

Although the Empire District is not very rich, with the population base here, there will always be people willing to play a few games.

Some of Heller's dealings with the Kodak family revolved around these gambling tables.

Considering that the Camilla Gang is the largest gang in the Empire District, the Kodak family only collected 40% of their "table tax".

This tax is not a real tax. It is a tax that the Kodak family uses to avoid causing trouble for you. You can choose not to pay it, but then they will cause trouble for you.

The Kodak family is becoming less and less like a mafia family. Their income is increasing, and the decision-makers in the family seem to be planning to transform and cleanse themselves.

But this is not an easy thing to do, even if they are all locals.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Empire Night nightclub gradually began to fill up. There were no nighttime entertainment programs in that era.

Although televisions had been invented, their slightly expensive prices and limited number of TV programs failed to attract ordinary consumers.

On the contrary, opera houses, cinemas, acrobatic troupes and circuses are more popular among people.

Of course, places like nightclubs and strip clubs also have many loyal fans.

Come here and play a few games. If you lose, you can watch the free shows. If you win, you can experience the imperial style. This is how some people in the Imperial District spend their nights and their consumption habits.

Seeing that the place was gradually becoming lively and no one seemed to come to cause trouble, the manager of Empire Night finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He returned to the manager's office on the second floor and poured himself a glass of wine.

He is a professional manager, responsible for the operation of Empire Night. The actual "person in charge" is the deputy manager, but the deputy manager has not been here recently. I heard that he is staying in the manor with the boss and has not come out.

He had the final say in the entire nightclub, and although this made him feel the sweetness of power, it also made him a little scared.

No one would...take revenge on me, right?

At the same time, he was a little worried, because he had heard these two days that some people said that if the Lance family completely eliminated the Camilla Gang and occupied this place.

The boss of the Lance family said privately that he would only charge a symbolic fee of five dollars.

This made the manager feel a terrible pressure, as if the entire empire area had become "three-dimensional", people's wills turned into surging waves, and they all had the same goal - to eliminate the Camilla Gang!
As time went by, more and more people came to the nightclub. Around ten o'clock, when the crowd was the busiest, several cars suddenly appeared at the door of Empire Night nightclub, and a large group of people wearing black windbreakers, hats and carrying weapons got out of the cars.

Before the four gang members standing on the steps could react, gunshots rang out.

The doorman fled into the nightclub shouting "The Lance Family is calling!", but from the surprised smile on his face, he didn't seem that scared or nervous!

In an instant, the entire nightclub was in chaos!
It seemed like there were gunshots everywhere, and the manager was hiding under the table, not daring to show his head. None of this had anything to do with him.

A middle-aged man who was awakened by the gunshots rubbed his eyes, walked to the window with an unhappy expression, looked at the crackling nightclub not far away, and just picked up the phone on the table, his old father pressed it down.

The father and son looked at each other for a moment, and the old man shook his head slightly, "That's the Camilla Gang, the gang that harmed the Imperials. They are doing an act of justice."

The man was silent for a while, then walked to the window with his father and watched the crackling sounds of gunfire outside.

The moment the gunshots rang out, the resistance had actually been almost completely crushed.

Everyone who is still guarding Empire Night knows very well that the situation is already very bad, but the gang still wants them to work in a dangerous environment. This is not treating them as human beings!
In addition, the dual "propaganda" of public opinion and force during this period has caused panic among the people within the Camilla Gang.

They were ready to surrender, and even the manager hiding under the table had straightened his clothes and was ready to make an impassioned speech: "You can do anything to me as long as you don't hurt us."

They were worried that Lance's men would suddenly break in, but at the same time they were also worried that they would not break in.

The exchange of fire at the door was intense.

There were the sounds of pistols popping, and submachine guns firing, but they didn't come in.

The captain in charge of security came out of the security captain's office. Hearing the fierce exchange of fire outside, he was a little scared. He quietly pulled his confidant over and asked, "Who's holding up outside?"

"Quickly withdraw the troops. The enemy's firepower is so strong. Are you going to die?"

For the security team leader, he only gets a fixed salary every month, so it’s not worth risking his life for a few dozen dollars.

He was just a security captain, not even a captain in the Camilla gang, and he only made fifty dollars a month.

Working hard for fifty bucks?
He doesn't think his life is so worthless!
Soon the men came back, looking confused, "There's no one at the door... just... their bodies, and a few people firing blanks in the car under the stairs..."

Although the security captain's brain was not particularly bright, he had realized something at this time.

The subordinate seemed to realize the same thing as him, but after looking at each other, they both chose to pretend not to know.

In the office on the second floor, someone has already called for help. The gunfire outside is so intense that it cannot be stopped at all!

Now, he can only hope that Heller can come to rescue them!

Heller, who had already fallen asleep, was awakened by the ringing of the phone. He had just taken medicine and fell asleep, and he had not slept soundly yet.

Being woken up at this time is actually the most uncomfortable. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, feeling decadent.

There was also a guy who disappointed him so much that he turned himself in and went to jail. Was it necessary to go to such lengths just to avoid a Lance?
Now everyone is laughing at him and saying that he is a disgrace to the gang, and he has begun to think about quitting while the going is good.

He looked at the phone on the bedside for a while before turning on the bedside lamp and speaking, "This is Heller Manor." "Boss, Lance's people are here to attack Empire Night. We can't hold on any longer..."

The sound of gunfire in the receiver was so intense that Heller showed a painful expression on his face. He covered his chest with his hands and the pain began to come again.

"How many of them came?"

"I just heard from someone who saw it that there were five or six cars, and there seemed to be 20 to 30 people."

The caller suddenly felt that there were quite a few security guards at the nightclub, and asked if the fact that there were so few would make Heller, the boss, think that he was a waste.

So he added, "But when I saw it myself, there were 30 or 40 people, all holding submachine guns, and the firepower was too strong!"

Heller was stunned for a moment, and his tone became stern, "Thirty or forty people?"

"Did you read that correctly?"

How could the guy who called at this time dare to say that he had seen it wrong?

Even if he just said a thousand people, he could only bite the number now, not to mention that what he said was not an exaggeration, "Really, boss, only thirty or forty people, I'm not lying!"

Heller frowned slightly and said, "Protect yourselves, we will be there soon!"

He said he wanted to get up, but the dull pain in his chest prevented him from moving quickly.

He sat for more than ten seconds before he stood up with the help of the head of the bed and walked out of the bedroom.

He walked quickly to the main living room, where many people were sitting or lying. They were all gang members who were protecting Heller, including his two confidants.

Seeing Heller coming out in pajamas, the two men immediately stood up, "Boss?"

Heller stood on the steps of the second floor, but did not come down. "I got a call from Empire Night. Lance's people are storming the nightclub. They are all there!"

"The people who stayed there saw at least 30 or 40 of them. The people in the nightclub were still resisting. I heard intense gunfire."

"This is an opportunity!"

There was a fierce gleam in Heller's eyes. After all, even if some of his criminal activities were not public, he was still more or less an evil and ruthless person.

He was extremely angry after being embarrassed by a group of young boys!
When the two confidants saw his expression, they knew that the boss had made a decision.

"We have been looking for them, but they were hiding here and there like rats in a sewer. Now they have finally shown their true colors and we have stomped on them!"

"Immediately, immediately arrange for someone to kill them all and stop them there. Don't let any of them escape!"

He had already grabbed the front of his chest, the veins on his arms and neck were bulging, he looked fierce, and every word was squeezed out from between his teeth!
"Don't let anyone go!"

"None at all!"

One of them was a little worried, "What if they..."

Heller was silent for a moment, "I'm going to the safe room. I'll come out after you guys come back."

"There, they can't get in."

The so-called "safe room" is actually his safe, but this safe is very large, as big as a house.

The entire house is made of steel, and there is a bolt and unlocking system inside. As long as the bolt is inserted, it cannot be blown open even with explosives!

The two confidants looked at each other. They were completely tied to Heller, and many of the bad things were done by Heller's orders.

As long as Heller is alive and holding the line, they will be fine.

Because hurting them would be like slapping Heller in the face, and people like Heller hold grudges.

If Heller died, there would be no one left to help them, and they would have to bear the responsibilities themselves.

Over the years, many victims have been killed by them. The families of these victims knew who they were, but they were unable to kill them because they were protected by a gang like the Camilla Gang.

Without Heller and Camilla, Lance wouldn't have to deal with them. The families of the murdered hostages would eat them alive!

"Hide yourself and don't come out until we come back."

Heller had someone help him to the safe, and he sent his men away and went in himself.

Perhaps it was the heavy safe door that gave him a sense of security; he felt extremely at ease here.

On the other side, two trusted subordinates gathered their men and immediately drove away from the manor. They had a total of twelve cars, with at least seventy or eighty people leaving.

Everyone carried a pistol, and there were quite a few submachine guns.

When they were planning to surround and kill Lance and his men before, they were blocked at the entrance of the alley by submachine guns and couldn't get in. They used them this time too!
The long convoy and bright headlights formed a long dragon on the road, but they did not notice that there were pairs of eyes watching them behind the bushes on the side of the road.

When the convoy was some distance away, four cars and a truck drove out from the bushes, stepped on the accelerator and crashed into the gate of Heller Manor!

The two gang members who had just locked the iron gate had not yet had time to walk back into the house when they heard a loud noise and the big iron gate was pushed out directly by a truck!
Next, four cars quickly rushed out from behind it, and the guy leaning out of the car window shook his hair (there was a street light), and the submachine gun in his hand instantly sprayed out bright sparks.

The two men fell in a pool of blood on the side of the road. In the dark night, in the last moments of their lives, they stared at each other, as if asking each other, "Who the hell is this idiot?"

As soon as a large number of elite troops left, Lance's men came to kill them. The manor was suddenly in chaos, and the sound of gunfire made Heller, who had just had a moment of peace, sit up in shock.

He quickly walked to a small safe, turned the rotary combination lock with slightly trembling hands, opened it, took out a pistol from it, and held it in his hand.

The gunshots from outside gradually became more intense and closer to him.

The screams of the maids, the terrible howls of the men, and the occasional gunshots.

Gradually, the gunshots stopped and there was no more sound.

About half a minute later, suddenly, a not-so-harsh gunshot made Heller shudder!

His heart was beating violently and anxiously...

"…Where is Heller?"

Lance stood in the hall, while the maids and those who were obviously ordinary servants stood in the corner.

The remaining gang members who were injured or had given up resistance gathered together.

There was a corpse at Lance's feet, and he refused to answer Lance's questions, so Lance fulfilled his wish.

He looked at the other person, "Where is he?"

The man didn't answer immediately and seemed to be hesitating, but Lance didn't have that much patience.

With a bang, he fell down, and then he looked at the man next to him, "Where is Heller?"

Seeing that Lance was about to shoot without even waiting for him to think about whether to answer, the guy couldn't stand it anymore and said, "In the study on the second floor, there is a door between two bookcases. There is a large safe inside. He locked himself in the safe."

Lance glanced at him, glanced at Hiram, and gave him a look.

As he turned and walked upstairs, Hiram and several people around him pulled the triggers of their submachine guns.

After a burst of extremely intense clattering sounds, the entire manor finally ushered in its final tranquility!

A maid trembled and brought Lance to the study. Lance saw the open door and another door inside the door.

At the same time, a muffled voice came from the safe, "Who's there?"

(End of this chapter)