Shadow Empire

Chapter 207 Revenge, Change, and Competition of Wealth
Almost everyone has a copy of "The Trend", which has become a big hit recently because of "some understanding". I wonder if they want to disgust Director Dale and launch a series of works centered on "The Office".

Either it's a beautiful law enforcement officer or a beautiful criminal, someone will always get hurt.

They created a word that sounds similar to the one they were looking for by respelling the name of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Contaminated Chemicals.

If you look carefully at each letter, then in the end it is definitely not what you think it is.

But if you only take a cursory look, it is what the compiler wants people to associate it with.

A coquettish female director named "Dale" was pressed on the table, which aroused people's enthusiasm for buying. For a time, "Chao News" was almost out of stock!
The apartment manager looked at the naked, young and beautiful girls inside, sighing and drooling.

He could never understand why these young and beautiful girls had to do such menial jobs when they could obviously find a good husband with their looks and figures.

Even if you don't want to rely on a man, you can find a position as a vase in a big company instead of showing off in these newspapers and magazines.

What would their fathers think, what would their mothers think, and what about their relatives?

How shameless!
He touched the little money in his pocket and sighed, thinking how nice it would be if he had more money.

While he was thinking about these things, suddenly there were loud footsteps in the hall. He quickly put away the "Tide News" and showed a rather indifferent expression, "I..."

He wanted to say, "Is there anything I can do for you?", but when he saw these people wearing hats and windbreakers, who looked like they were not someone you might be trying to mess with, he couldn't bring himself to say those words.

Hiram walked up to the counter and shook his hair, "I need... the spare key for this room."

The apartment manager forced a smile, "We... don't... provide..." He watched Hiram put his hands into the pockets of his windbreaker, and he quickly opened the drawer, "Here, it's right here!"

As he said this, he put a spare key on the counter. Hiram originally intended to give him some benefits, but he also realized the reason why the other party did this. He smiled and took out the money, counted out ten dollars and put it on the counter. "You didn't give us the key, and you haven't seen us, right?"

The administrator nodded repeatedly.

Many apartments have spare keys, and tenants sign a security agreement when renting a room. Apartment managers are not allowed to enter these rooms at will without their permission and without law enforcement.

But in reality they can't do this, almost no one in the country can do it.

In other cities, including Jingangcheng, there have been more than one case where apartment managers used spare keys to harm tenants.

But this is the situation across the country, they have legal reasons to keep a spare key, and whether they can abide by the contract and ethical standards is purely up to the administrator himself.

But the problem is that during this period, or even in any period, apartment manager is not a decent job with social status, which means that people who do this job are destined to be at the bottom of society.

When they have the right to enter and exit tenants' rooms, it's hard not to have some evil thoughts.

If one day, their reason cannot control their impulse, then crime will happen.

But this doesn't matter now. The group took the key and went upstairs. Jimmy, who was chewing the tasteless food, planned to leave tonight. He couldn't stay here any longer.

As for the girlfriend?
As long as you have money and a gun, you can find girlfriends anywhere.

The potatoes tasted terrible, and the boiled beef tasted terrible too. He couldn't understand why his girlfriend's beef was easy to chew, but his was as tough as a fucking pair of leather shoes.

At this moment, the sound of a key being inserted into the lock was heard outside the door again. He glanced at her and then looked away. This bitch!
There was a hint of disdain on his face, but soon, he froze in his eating movements.

There was no doubt that the person outside the door turned it in the wrong direction and it was locked!

His girlfriend had lived here for a long time, so it was impossible for her not to know which way to turn her door key.

He drew his pistol the next second, nervously and vigilantly yelling, "Who's there!"

The person outside the door seemed to realize this as well, and the speed of twisting the door increased significantly, and soon the door opened.

Jimmy couldn't help but fire a shot, but there was no one outside the door.

He watched while looking for a place to hide in the living room.

Soon, someone seemed to be looking inside, so he fired two more shots, missing but causing the hat to be taken back.

He was extremely nervous now. While guarding the living room, he was thinking about how to escape.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find any solution.

His apartment faces the street and there is nothing outside the window.

If it is an apartment on a back street, there may be an emergency escape ladder outside the window.

He is desperate now and he doesn't want to die.

The other party seemed to try twice again, and he fired two more shots. After two or three minutes, his gun was empty.

Hiram walked in holding a submachine gun. Jimmy, who had no more bullets, slowly raised his hands...

Ten minutes later, three police cars arrived and found nothing unusual except a few bullet holes on the wall.

There are no witnesses, or the witnesses are afraid to testify. This is a situation that the police in Jingangcheng often face.

The deterrent power of criminal organizations is too great. Even if one, two, or three or five people go to jail because of the testimony of an eyewitness, they may still have dozens or even hundreds of brothers outside!

The so-called "Witness Protection Act" is like a joke in the federal government. Even before these witnesses appear in court, their names and personal information may have been leaked.

In this age when the judicial system is as porous as a fishing net, anyone foolish enough to have a "sense of justice" will not have a good ending.

The police questioning was just like all previous similar cases. They could not get any clues. Even the apartment manager insisted that he did not see anyone go up or go out. At this point, the police hastily withdrew their team.

On the one hand, these witnesses refused to cooperate, and on the other hand, they themselves were too lazy to investigate.

Who knows who this case will be traced to in the end, and no one knows whether they will pay a heavy price for uncovering the truth of these cases.

In this way, a case that clearly might involve kidnapping and murder was defined as a "missing case" in the files of the Hong Kong police.

The approach to dealing with missing persons cases is often passive. They will only reopen the investigation when clues to the missing persons cases are found in other cases.

Before that?

They will only tell the families of the missing to print more missing persons notices...

Twenty minutes later, Jimmy shook his head to get rid of the hood. He was locked in a place similar to a garage, with waterproof cloth on the ground and walls.

The whole room was dark green, which made him feel a little uneasy.

He focused his attention and looked around, and his eyes finally fell on two people he knew.

Mr. Jobaf, and his assistant.

In an instant, he realized why he was here and not somewhere else.

The two of them were talking to a young man, someone he felt vaguely familiar with, but he couldn't put his finger on why.

Perhaps it was the approach of death that opened his eyes, and he suddenly thought that this person might be Lance!

But the answer he guessed only made him more helpless.

"I've given you the justice you asked for. I hope revenge will make you feel better. Whatever you did to him, I'll clean it up."

After Lance said a few words to them, he left first.

Everyone else left the room silently, but they didn't really leave, they were all outside the room.

Mr. Jobaf and his assistant were the only ones left in the room.

"Let me go." Jimmy looked at the two men, licked his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Please, you are not that kind of cruel people. I know you dare not kill me."

"Come on, beat me up, and then let me go..."

Mr. Jobaf just watched quietly. Today's messenger of revenge was someone else.

The assistant's eyes were red. "You killed him and tortured him for more than half an hour."

Jimmy stopped talking. He knew who the assistant was talking about, the young man hiding in Xilin District.

Polly asks him to do an honor kill, and he must do as Polly tells him, torture him, pose him, and finally stab him to death.

"It's all wave..." Boom!
The dull sound of the hollow aluminum alloy baseball bat hitting the bones was particularly clear in this room.

Jimmy looked at his obviously broken tibia and let out an unprecedented roar!
He wanted to shift the blame to Polly, but what greeted him was a bat with enough power to hit a home run!

Five minutes later, Mr. Jobaf couldn't help it anymore and walked out of the room with a bad look on his face. He had never thought that his assistant had such a violent side.

It was not until twenty minutes later that the assistant came out of the garage, his body covered in blood.

Although he looked scary, at this moment his spirit actually seemed much better than before.

Most of the negative emotions in his heart were driven away, and he seemed to become cheerful again, with the gloomy temperament disappearing a lot.

He sincerely thanked Lance for everything he had done for him!
However, he couldn't express his gratitude to Lance in person because Lance had already left. He had something else to do in the evening and didn't stay.

The assistant took off his blood-stained coat and pants and set them on fire.

He stood by the fire for a long time, as if saying goodbye to hatred.

Although it was a little cold, he felt that he was in a warm environment. Not only his heart was warm, but his whole body was warm!

A small-time character like Jimmy, who was hated by everyone, was not worthy of being put into a gasoline barrel and sent to Angel Lake. He was thrown directly onto the firewood pile, doused with gasoline, and soon turned into some bones.

After the bones are crushed, they are sent to a nearby pet food factory and ground into bone meal to make pet food.

People will never find any trace of him again, as if he had never appeared.

Eric looked at the convertible parked in the box and smiled with satisfaction. He had put a lot of effort into getting this convertible.

He stroked the white and smooth car body. There was even an inscription on the car body - Eric gave it to his beloved Shayna.

The phrase is "painted" in silver-white metal on the front left side of the car, and it sparkles when light hits it.

A loving confession!

The car seats are filled with bright red blooming roses. The contrast between white and red makes the whole car look more in line with girls' preferences.

Red roses are not easy to get nowadays. They must either be bought from greenhouses or imported from the tropics, but no matter where they are obtained from, they are incredibly expensive.

but it does not matter.

The casino in the nightclub is like an inexhaustible gold mine, producing two to three thousand yuan in revenue every day. Even though this car cost him more than five hundred yuan, he didn't feel sorry at all.

Anyway, the money will come back tomorrow!
Shayna is going to perform today, and he is going to give this gift to her after the performance, in the spotlight of everyone.

He glanced at the young men on the other side who represented the "locals" and showed a look of disdain on his face.

What he gave was a luxury convertible worth 20,000 yuan, but what could they give?
The opera lasted two hours, but the chapter with Shayna was only about forty minutes.

Shayna is charming on the stage. She has strong professional qualities and has received the most professional training since she was a child. This gives her a calm and steady stage presence that is unlike her current youthful demeanor. Many people are her supporters.

Coupled with the recent "pursuit war" surrounding her, she has a higher status in the eyes of young people.

This is also one of the reasons why people blindly follow others. In fact, many people didn’t know Shayna at all at the beginning, especially those who didn’t watch opera.

But as Eric's jealousy with some young masters began to be reported by the media, some young people also began to pay attention to the girl who caused the conflict between the two groups, and began to like her.

They may not be able to say what they like about Shayna, they just like her simply because "everyone likes her."

For Shayna, this may be what she really wants, not those expensive gifts.

Seeing Shayna leave the stage, Eric couldn't sit still anymore and ran backstage to show his courtesy. His competitors would not let him show his courtesy so easily alone, so they followed her.

A group of people surrounded Shayna, mocking and provoking each other. At first she was not used to such a situation, but gradually, she began to get used to it.

On the contrary, she would feel it would be a bit boring if these people didn't make fun of each other.

"Shayna, I prepared a special gift for you today. You will definitely like it!"

Shayna rolled her eyes and looked through the mirror at Eric who was trying to please her like a pug. "I don't like those things. I've already said that."

"If I need it, I'll buy it myself..."

She didn't like Eric because he was just a bastard. If she were to marry, she would definitely choose a legitimate heir to a prominent family, not a... bastard.

Of course she wouldn't say it out loud, so she wouldn't be able to continue using these people's rivalries to gain exposure for herself.

She was recently reported in the magazine Federal Opera. Although the content is not much, it is indeed good news.

Eric seemed not to hear the impatience in her tone, and continued with a smug look, "I bought a car for you, the Moonlight Goddess of East, only it can match your temperament!"

Shayna, who was originally planning to refuse, had already opened her mouth, but... she slowly turned around and looked at Eric, with some uncontrollable surprise in her eyes.

Just as his lackey said, clothes and accessories, these things Shayna would get tired of after using them once or twice, and no matter how many she gave them as gifts, they would eventually be sent to antique shops and sold as second-hand goods.

Sometimes, even when she clearly wanted to wear something, she would lose interest as soon as she thought about who gave it to her.

The only thing she needs every day is a car, especially a luxury car.

Now she is driving an ordinary car. Of course, this ordinary car is only ordinary for their class. At four or five thousand yuan, it is actually a pretty good car.

But compared to the "Moonlight Goddess" specially designed for women, it's a convertible, which woman can resist it?
Eric immediately felt that his twenty thousand dollars was well spent. "Of course, it's parked outside..."

"Take me to see it!"

This was a rare time that Shayna took the initiative in recent times. She even held Eric's hand, which made Eric suddenly feel like he was about to... explode.

He glanced at the locals with the eyes of a winner, and left the backstage with the goddess.

"What should we do now?"

someone asked.

Everyone has different thoughts, and each of them has a prominent background, but no one says anything.

It’s not that they don’t have money, but they are considering whether the money is worth spending.

When they didn’t have much money before, they didn’t really care. A few dozen or a few hundred, a thousand or two, or three or five thousand, if it was lost, it was lost.

But now consumption has obviously upgraded, and now it is 20,000. What about in the future?

Thirty thousand, fifty thousand, if spending this money can produce some results, they may not be willing to do so.

But it was obvious that Shayna wanted all the benefits but didn't want to give any to anyone, which made them a little hesitant.

Although they are young and some people think they are stupid, they are not really stupid.

Someone suddenly said, "Arthur, didn't you say you made a lot of money recently?"

"Are you not ashamed to watch us being crushed by a foreign bastard?"

Arthur did make a lot of money, but his mother took half of it, saying that she would save it for him and give it to him later.

Anyway, there was a high probability that he would not get the money back, so he did not care. After all, after the two deals, he got more than 200,000 yuan in addition to the capital.

If Congressman Williams hadn't stopped him from continuing to smuggle liquor, he would have wanted to jump right into this industry!

Normally, he doesn't have a very high status among this group of people, far inferior to James, and no one takes him seriously.

But he was careful, "I don't have that much money."

The person who spoke squeezed out of the crowd and said, "You can buy a villa, buy it in your own name, but lend it to Shayna to live in."

"This way the money is still yours, but it can help us save face. What do you think?"

Arthur was still hesitating, and at this moment a peer next to him couldn't help but say, "If you can't do it, let me do it!"

(End of this chapter)