Shadow Empire

Chapter 164: Name, Kidnapping, and Searching
Lance didn't let the boys embarrass the girls. The manager in charge looked at her. After the two looked at each other for a moment, he spread his hands and said, "Okay, go change your clothes and go out the side door."

"Do you need me to arrange for someone to take you a distance?"

Lisa wanted to refuse, but considering that she was the only girl after all, she nodded and kissed the manager on the face, "Thank you, I will thank you."

It sounds like a normal dialogue, but what she means is not that simple. To her, gratitude and "thanks" are two different things.

The manager took a step back, opened his hands, and kept a distance. "Thank you, but I don't need it."

He walked back to the desk and pressed a button, "Come to my office."

Soon a young man came in, he was in his early twenties, with some sweat on the edges of his hairline. He was having a lot of fun in there, it was a great job!

This is the life that people of his age should have. Working as a laborer at the docks is not what he wants.

Living a life of luxury, having more money, higher social status, being cooler, it all feels great!
The manager glared at him, then tilted his head, "Send Lisa back, she's feeling a little unwell."

The young man glanced at Lisa standing next to him, then raised his eyebrows and nodded, "No problem, now?"

"Now."

There is more than one promotional girl in the bar, but Lisa is definitely the best. She has a great figure and you can see the ripples of light when she walks. People like her, including some young people from the company.

Some of them are really liked, but some of them are just superficial likes.

When Lisa went to change her clothes, the manager gave the young man some instructions, "She said she saw someone from Camilla's gang just now, the former manager of Red High Heels, so bring a weapon."

"If she met someone who wanted to kidnap or take her away on the way..."

He put a pistol on the table. The young man took a look at the pistol and grabbed it in his hand. "No problem, manager. If anyone wants to take Lisa away from me, I will let them go to see God first!"

The manager patted his arm and said, "Be careful, come back as soon as you get there, and don't delay on the way."

There are no separate cars at the bar. On the one hand, Alberto’s mortgaged low-end cars are not enough, and the remaining ones are mid- to high-end cars, those worth three to five thousand or ten to twenty thousand.

Even if we equip them, they won't be complete or equipped enough, and the combat team will definitely need them more, so they will be used by the combat members first.

On the other hand, if you want to buy a car through formal channels, whether it is a used car or not, you have to use clean money.

Lance doesn't actually have much clean money in his hands now, only about 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a month. He is planning to purchase a large amount of raw materials for brewing soon, so he has to save the clean money and didn't touch it.

He got a few buses, and when the bars closed, they would take everyone away together. This way, he could get everyone away without spending a lot of money.

But driving a bus to send people home...is obviously not appropriate.

Soon Lisa came back after changing her clothes, and then she left the bar through the side door with the young man arranged by the manager.

Several people standing in the corner of the bar saw this scene and turned away.

The purpose of their coming here this time is to take Lisa away.

The bigwigs in the Bay Area don't care about the intensity of the gang fights at the bottom of society, nor do they care who wins and who loses.

It is worth mentioning that Heller's diving in the office has become a joke in the upper class during this period, and it is said that Mr. Pasletto originated from it.

It can also be seen from this that these grassroots news, whether good or bad, are entertaining to them and have no practical significance.

They only care about whether what they want can be delivered to their table within the specified time.

While Sam was renovating Red High Heels, he was also reconnecting with Liam's previous clients.

These customers are important and the mayor's request is that they must be maintained.

Sam vaguely reveals that he will be the new head of Red High Heels and will continue to provide services to these big shots, along with the former manager and the looming figure of the mayor.

Soon these respectable people with bright appearances accepted the fact that Sam became the new boss.

Almost a month after business was suspended, someone called to place an order.

This is a successful man in his fifties, a 100% upper-class person. He appears in newspapers from time to time and is an important opinion leader among the members of the Jingang City Socialist Party.

Although he does not hold a federal government position, he still has some weight in the party. At least at the state party convention, he will sit in a more forward position as an opinion leader representing the Socialist Party of Jingang City.

The mayor and he had a good relationship. After all, the mayor was still so young, so there was a possibility of further development. It was impossible for this opinion leader to have any dirty or unpleasant things with him, so he quickly ordered a takeout as if to show his support, and he specifically asked for Lisa.

Lisa had served him several times. He was not a particularly perverted person, but he did a lot of things to beat, humiliate, and trample on her personality. Otherwise, how could he vent the dark side of his heart?
Only after venting all these dark things to Lisa, can he let his sunny side bloom and serve the people of Jingang City!

Then, in order to better serve the public, it seems normal to occasionally vent some animal desires and allow oneself to have more patience to listen to the voices from the bottom.

This is a very important order, and many eyes are watching them. It is also the first business of Red High Heels' restart, which is crucial.

Although the mayor didn't care, someone told Sam that if he did a good job in this deal, the new red high heels would have a good start.

Then Sam can get more than just wealth!
So Sam immediately asked his former manager Booker to bring Lisa over, clean her, and then send her to the Bay Area.

If he can't do it, he will die painfully in prison. Those people in prison know what he does and will definitely beat his butt!
Let him also experience the extreme pain and the insignificant happiness!
After asking for a few people from Sam, he began to ask around based on some previous information and soon found out where this group of people were going. Most of them had joined Lance.

But Lance is not in Golden Harbor City now, so Sam cannot communicate with the leader of the Lance family. He doesn't know Lance's phone number, and the matter is urgent, so he asks Booker to go directly to arrest him.

As for Lance?

After Lance returns from abroad, he will go to explain. After all, they all serve the mayor and are in the same trench. He doesn't believe that Lance will not give him this face.

Even if the situation was not pleasant, he had a way to calm Lance down.

People live in this world just for a few things.

Here, Lisa and the young man left the bar through the side door, left the alley, and walked along the street toward the New Bay Area.

The name does sound intimidating, but... fortunately it is not too far away, about twenty minutes' walk.

Walking alone would seem very boring and time would pass very slowly, but walking with someone would be much faster.

The weather in mid-January is very cold, but the radio station said that the coldest time is still a while away, so people have already put on thick clothes.

The two young men walked along the sidewalk, leaving a cloud of heat that gradually dissipated in their wake with each breath.

The young boy wanted to say something. He was full of desire to show off, and the girl was so pretty. "Lisa, where are you from?"

Lisa turned her head and looked at him, a silly young man. She continued to stare at the road under her feet, "Duo Ling."

The young man scratched his head, "I'm from Kaurat..."

The two states were not connected in the empire, and there were two states between them. Lisa didn't say anything, which made the older boy feel a little embarrassed.

He found a few more topics, but none of them aroused Lisa's discussion. This made him realize that it was not that the topics he found were bad, but that the girl was not interested in him.

He felt a little dissatisfied in his heart. He knew Lisa's situation. He felt that he had been so enthusiastic, but Lisa was still so cold. It was indeed a bit...

He didn't know how to say it and felt it was a bit pretentious?
There is no such word or related explanation in the dictionary. On the next stretch of road, there were no street lights. The older boy found that Lisa suddenly moved closer to him. He put aside his dissatisfaction. After all, she had suffered so much harm here. Isn't it normal to be on guard?
He felt that as a man, he should say something at this time, "If you are afraid, come closer to me."

"Yeah." This was Lisa's first positive response. "I see."

Just one sentence made the older boy happy. Young people's emotions are always like this, low because of some indifference, and high because of more responses.

Just as he was talking to himself about some recent changes, two dazzling headlights suddenly appeared in front of him.

In fact, the car lights are not very bright, but after walking on dark streets for a long time, it is a bit uncomfortable to see them suddenly light up.

The cars stopped beside them one after another. The older boy protected Lisa behind him, with one hand in his pocket. "Who are you?"

"If you want to cause trouble, I can only say that you have found the wrong person!" He looked at these people, "I am from the Lance family, don't cause trouble for yourself!"

In the dim light, four people got out of two cars. There should have been someone else in one of the cars, but he didn't get out.

The flickering cigarette butts in the carriage told him that someone was watching all this happen inside.

A person hiding behind the lights in the dark night said, "Hand over the girl next to you, then go back and have a drink and a good sleep, and everything will be fine."

"I'm going to return what you just said to me. Don't get yourself into trouble!"

As he spoke the other two came towards him, and as they passed the front of the car the headlights shone on their brown woolen windbreakers.

The backlight made it hard to see their faces, but it was clear that the two windbreakers were not cheap.

Lisa was just hugging him, as if only in this way could she feel a little safe, and her trembling body also gave the older boy more courage and a sense of responsibility.

He immediately pulled out his pistol, but before he could say anything, someone shouted, "He has a gun..."

Immediately afterwards, gunshots rang out. He fired several shots, not knowing whether he hit anyone or not. Then he lost control of his body and fell to the ground.

With his head pressed against the cold ground, he saw a guy in front of the car lights, holding his stomach and swearing.

I also saw Lisa being dragged into the car by her hair.

In the moments before he passed out, he saw someone in the back seat of one of the cars flicking a spent cigarette out of the window.

It rolled in the cold wind and fell to the ground, emitting some sparks, and then went out, just like his shaky life, about to go out...

When he woke up again, he was lying on a hospital bed. Many people came, including Irvin and Morris, who were very famous senior officials in their eyes.

His manager was there too, standing against the wall like a student who had done something wrong.

Seeing him wake up, Erwin came over and sat beside the bed. "You are lucky. Someone heard the gunshot and called the police. The police came quickly and you were rescued."

Of course the police arrived very quickly. They didn’t respond before because it was too risky and might not necessarily bring any benefits.

Who the hell would risk their life for that little bit of money?

It's not like they're rushing to be reborn, so they will definitely call for support first. When the support arrives, two or three police cars will go out together.

But now, with the Lance family's large-scale cleansing of the Imperial District, the public security in the entire Imperial District has reached a higher level.

Moreover, sometimes they respond faster than the police, and by the time the police arrive at the scene, they have already handled the situation!
Now it’s not about competing for reincarnation, it’s about competing for performance and promotion!
And this indeed saved the young man's life.

His red armband helped the police identify him, otherwise he would not have been able to arrive at the hospital so quickly. The police directly dragged him into the car and sent him there.

The young man didn't know what to say, so Erwin asked about the events of the evening.

"…The headlights were so blinding that I couldn't see clearly. They were all standing behind or in front of the lights. I couldn't see any of their faces."

"But I know that I shot a man in the abdomen and he cursed me." The young man suddenly grinned, but the pain soon made him stop laughing.

Erwin patted his shoulder and said, "Have a good rest."

They all left the ward together, and Alvin went to the doctor's office and called Lance. It was also late at night on Lance's end, but the call was connected quickly.

"Something happened to our people..." He repeated the general outline of the incident, and the sound of striking a match came from the receiver.

After a moment, accompanied by an exhalation sound, Lance's voice slowly sounded, "Move, find this person, don't let him die, I want to know who is moving our people."

"You said he was injured. Go to the hospital and look for him. As long as he doesn't want to die, we will go to the hospital and find him. I will return tomorrow morning."

Alvin blushed. In fact, Lance's trip was not just a short journey. He was going to continue heading south.

Because there are still many important "businesses" to be done further south, Lance mentioned to him when they were chatting alone that the sanitary conditions in many places in Yalan are backward and people often die from dysentery and inflammation.

Although the situation in the Federation is not much better, there is a panacea here.

Let’s not discuss the side effects or even sequelae of those special medicines, at least they can save lives.

Smuggling these drugs to Yalan not only makes money, but also helps local people solve the problem of some people having to die in pain due to the lack of effective drugs. It's killing two birds with one stone!
As for the locals being unable to afford the special medicine?

Maybe Alvin would have this doubt, but Lance would not, because the human mine itself contains endless wealth, as long as you know how to dig!
But now he has to change his schedule, which makes Alvin feel that he still has a lot of shortcomings.

But now, he is really needed here, so I can only ask him to be careful on the road.

After hanging up the phone, Alvin felt angry. When he came out of the hospital, more than a hundred people had gathered at the entrance.

When they saw Erwin, they ended their conversation, dropped their cigarettes, and moved closer.

The freezing weather couldn't extinguish the anger in his heart. He looked at these people and said, "I talked to Lance. He told us to turn over every hospital, find the man with the gunshot wound, and wait for him to come back."

"set off!"

Following the order, everyone turned and ran towards the vehicle they came from. No one spoke, and no one shouted "Yes, sir" or something like that to boost morale.

On the contrary, it is this silent yet powerful movement that gives people an indescribable feeling, as if the scalp is numbing and goose bumps appear all over the body, and there is an indescribable emotion brewing and churning in the heart!

In the three police cars in the distance, the policemen were holding hot coffee and eating cold donuts, watching a large number of people leaving in an orderly manner on buses or cars. The momentum made them feel scared.

One of the patrolmen took a look at the hot coffee in his hand and sighed, "Maybe things will get chaotic again."

His partner, on the other hand, didn't seem to care. "It has nothing to do with us anyway. The more trouble they make, the better our resume will be."

"And I have to say that Mr. Lance and his friends are really much more generous than those people before. I am more willing to cooperate with them."

His companion took another look at the hot coffee in his hand, which was brought to him by the short young man named Morris.

He nodded in agreement, "Who said it wasn't?"

After the group dispersed, a police officer picked up the radio and said, "No crime was found. I repeat, no crime was found at the scene. The alarm is over. End of call."

"Zila la la... Got it. Stay safe. Ending call."

The three police cars started up quickly and left in different directions. There was no crime, no evil, everything was normal!
(End of this chapter)