Shadow Empire

Chapter 263: Stupid Move and the Pier

The office door was slammed open with a bang, and a wounded guy walked in from outside, supported by others.

He had bandages on his waist and abdomen, with some blood seeping out of the bandages, making him look very miserable.

He was helped to sit down on the sofa, feeling completely exhausted.

Bill (the leader of the Red Dog Gang) stood up suddenly, strode to the sofa and sat next to the injured guy, "What's wrong?"

The man who helped him in said, "He was ambushed on his way out. We fought off the ambushers, but he was also injured."

"He was lucky, not so lucky, the bullet hit his ribs, the ribs punctured some lungs or something, anyway he needed to be hospitalized."

Bill looked incredulous, "Then why the hell did you bring him to me?"

"I'm not a doctor and this is not a hospital!"

The man could only smile bitterly and said, "The hospital is not very safe. They are already searching the hospital, so after thinking about it, I had no choice but to come here first."

In fact, he exaggerated some of the injuries. The bullet did hit the ribs and the ribs were indeed fractured, but it did not puncture the lung.

The doctor said there might be some puncture wounds, but there was no bleeding, so no further treatment was needed and the patient just needed to rest.

But there was one thing he did not lie about. When they came out, they happened to run into people who came to search them. The two sides exchanged fire at the hospital gate and then escaped.

The guy lying on the sofa opened his eyes. He was in unbearable pain, but he didn't dare to use painkillers indiscriminately.

Some problems with painkillers have actually begun to be gradually discovered by the public. People feel comfortable after taking painkillers, but feel pain all over their body when they don't take painkillers. This is obviously not right!
But what does it matter if you know it?
Painkillers have become so addictive for some patients who abuse them that even if they know they shouldn't continue taking them, their bodies force them to continue taking them.

Not to mention that it’s not just physical pain, but mental as well!

The medical groups that developed the special painkillers not only did not think about how to solve this problem, they also launched large bottles for fear that dependent patients would not have enough.

This guy was wearing a pink jacket, no underwear, naked.

He is a high-ranking official of the Red Dog Gang who can make money and runs a very good bar in the harbor area.

The characteristic of his bar is that the waiters are almost all wearing vacuum when walking around the bar. As long as you order a drink, you can take advantage of them.

But even if it's just a little bit of rubbing, it's enough to make many people hard!
Because it doesn't cost any money to take advantage of the situation.

Anyway, they have to drink no matter which bar they go to. If they dare to harass the beer girls like this in other bars, they will be caught by the security and beaten up.

But here, not only will they not beat you, the waiters will even smile sweetly.

Even if each cup is five cents or ten cents more expensive, they are still willing to come here.

His unique business philosophy made him one of the most profitable senior officials in the gang and someone Bill valued highly.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Bill while enduring the severe pain, "We have to fight back!"

He reached out and grabbed Bill's wrist. The pain made him subconsciously use all his strength, which made Bill frown in pain.

He wanted to say "You hurt me", but he felt that saying this would make him seem too sissy, so he had to endure it.

"I know, I'll stop it!"

The man shook his head. "This is no small matter, Bill. If we don't wipe them all out this time, we'll be finished soon!"

"They are a criminal organization in its purest form, and we are not!"

These words made Bill fall into silence. Even the two senior officials who rushed back from outside were stunned when they heard these words at the door.

Compared to other criminal groups, the Red Dog Gang is actually not pure at all.

They rarely take the initiative to cause trouble, nor will they kill anyone for no reason. What they like to do most is to make money with the girls!
This kind of people, or this kind of organization, are actually not suitable to exist in the form of a gang. They should rely on other gangs and exist as a supplement.

Several pairs of eyes were looking at Bill, and Bill knew that this was not the time for him to joke.

He pried open his hand that had scratched his wrist until it was blue, and said, "I will seriously consider it."

He took a few steps and said, "He's in so much pain, why don't you give him some painkillers?"

"Actually, I think..." He stopped talking.

He felt that painkillers would become something more profitable in the future, but he didn't know how to express it, and right now the formula and production qualifications for painkillers were in the hands of the medical group.

He just instinctively thought that something that was more addictive than alcohol would definitely help them make more money!
People can drink those wines or not, but they are already making so much money. What if they have to drink them every day, and each glass is not cheap?

After having his men send this guy away, Bill asked someone to notify other senior officials to come back for a meeting.

In the evening, when they gathered together, Bill told them what had happened during the day.

This resonated with many senior officials, many of whom had been harassed or attacked in bars or themselves.

"We have been passively taking the beatings. We can't go on like this now. We have to fight back!"

Bill first laid his own tone. "In addition, we need to unite some people to attack them together with us. There are many small gangs in the port area. They must be willing to get some development, and the price is to send some gunmen."

"If they don't take action, we will fight them to the end, and they might take advantage of us."

Others agreed with Bill's understanding and views. The port area is too chaotic now!
After Polly was finished, almost all the middle and high-level leaders of the Brotherhood were also finished.

All those who could be caught were caught, and some who were not caught had already escaped. The entire brotherhood became the second gang to disappear after the Camilla Gang.

Without the Brotherhood Gang suppressing the port area, forces large and small began to rise. According to unofficial statistics, there are more than 20 gangs of various sizes in the entire port area.

To some extent, the existence of the Brotherhood and Big Poly is actually of great value. At least when they were there, the port area was not so chaotic!

On paper, the Red Dog Gang is still the largest gang, but the combined strength of all these small gangs is not necessarily weaker than that of the Red Dog Gang!
Other senior officials had no objection to this. Bill proposed to use 50,000 yuan and some arms to support these small gangs, so that they could unite and attack this foreign gang.

It cost almost 70,000 yuan, including arms and weapons. Bill meant that everyone should share the expenditure equally, but this caused dissatisfaction among some senior officials.

The first person to attack was a guy wearing a leather short-sleeved jacket, a spiked collar, and heavy makeup.

In addition to the necessary services, the bar he runs mainly sells same-sex dating, and the income is very high.

This kind of behavior is still considered heresy these days, but emotional matters transcend the boundaries of secular morality, and in the eyes of others this is obviously something that should not happen.

But when the emotions have been accumulated and laid out, they suddenly erupt like a flood or tsunami, and no one can stop it!
This is no one's fault, it's just a sincere, heartfelt outburst of emotion.

There are many such people in his bar. Only here can they avoid being discriminated against. They like the atmosphere of this bar and are willing to pay for its expensive expenses.

The name of the bar is "What's Up?" It is simple and popular, but not easy to understand. However, anyone who has been there once will understand it and will be impressed.

The collared man smoked a cigarette and raised his finger, "Bill, you are the leader of the gang. You get a share of the money we make, and what you earn is what you earn."

"So I think you should pay more..."

Others also echoed, saying that it was gang funds, but in the end it actually went into Bill's pocket. Now they didn't say that they let others pay for it all, which was actually good enough.

Bill glanced at her, but he knew now was not the time to lose his temper, so he finally gave in. "I'll take 40,000, and you can divide the remaining 35,000 among yourself."

Seeing that they still wanted to bargain, Bill didn't give them a chance. "I don't want to discuss it anymore. Otherwise, let's just mind our own business!" In the end, they compromised.

That night, some small gangs in the port area received news that Bill from the Red Dog Gang was very dissatisfied with the outsiders disrupting the situation. He knew that the Red Dog Gang might not be able to eliminate the outside gangs like the Lance Family did.

But he hopes that everyone can work together to drive this harmful foreign gang out of the port area at least.

In order to achieve this goal, he was willing to take out 50,000 yuan and arms worth approximately 20,000 to 30,000 yuan and provide them to the local contact family for free.

All of a sudden, this place became the focus of the entire city!
In fact, it is not just the port area that faces such problems. In other districts, including the city center, the valley area, and the Xilin district, foreign gangs have already established a foothold and started fighting with local gangs.

The quietest places seem to be Xiaosumuli, the Bay Area, and the Imperial Area.

Lance also heard about this, and when everyone was chatting in the evening, he was not very optimistic about it.

"Bill's brain is not very good. If it were me, I would rather use the money to recruit gunmen and give them weapons, rather than send weapons and money to those who might be competitors."

"And he overlooked the biggest problem, which is that the Red Dog Gang is currently the largest gang in the port area!"

Everyone else was stunned!
Now this place is like... a small family classroom. All the people who can sit here are senior cadres and backbone forces of the family. Lance needs them to understand more of the situation.

Even Ethan sat in the corner with a bucket of fried chicken, listening obediently.

Lance took the coffee they handed over and took a sip. A year ago, none of them had thought they would have a day like this!
Living in a luxurious stand-alone room, drinking the best coffee, you can chat about things instead of being so tired that you just want to lie down and close your eyes.

“From Bill’s perspective, he was dealing with outsiders, but to the rising neighborhood families, Bill was stifling his challengers.”

"These are two completely different concepts. If he can make everyone feel the former, then there's no problem!" Lance flipped his wrist, "We are all from Jingang, they will do this."

"But if he can't do it, his actions will make people feel that he is already very weak, so weak that he needs to rely on the power of those neighborhood families to fight against challengers."

"That's terrible for a gang!"

"He's showing his weakness, and he's really weak!"

This is a double-edged joke. Some people say that Bill is also gay. Although there is no clear evidence to prove this, people analyze that he may be that kind of person based on the fact that he and Sam (the manager whose red high heels have been removed) dress roughly the same.

He likes to wear red or pink clothes. Although he may not make himself so feminine, he still likes to dress himself up and try to look exquisite.

So this softness does not just refer to his attitude.

There were only two girls in the room. They were used to this style and were laughing.

After they laughed for a while, Lance continued, "So, they will be in big trouble, and this big trouble is caused by themselves."

Seeing that everyone was lost in thought, Lance was very satisfied. He glanced at Erwin, who was also thinking.

Perhaps the only person who could immediately understand what he meant was Sean.

It’s not that people with good academic performance are necessarily smart, it’s just that they can sort out logical relationships more quickly.

When some of them showed expressions of understanding, Lance handed the empty coffee cup to Corinda and said, "Pay attention to the area where we meet the port area and arrange for people to patrol the area."

"There may be some bad news about Bill coming out soon."

"Then we will continue to open bars. The prices of alcohol will continue to rise, and we will continue to raise them as well, just a little lower than the market price. We will continue to maintain our preferential policies and attract people to the Empire District."

"Let Botunga send some people tomorrow to keep a close eye on strangers entering the Imperial Zone, as well as those mad dogs from the Hazardous Materials Administration."

“This time, we’ll open five more bars!”

Mero was a little worried, "Do we have that much wine?"

Lance asked Alvin to call Nick, who told them that there were at least a thousand barrels of wine and potato wine in a warehouse in the suburbs.

The entire farm is producing like crazy, and now the Hazardous Materials Administration has not yet realized it.

They always believed that all the wineries had stopped production, and most of the wine came from the sea. There were no large wineries around Jingang City, and the few that existed had all been closed down.

Right under their noses, in the suburban ranches, in the warehouses, large numbers of wine barrels were piled up like mountains, and they could smell the aroma of wine every day when they walked nearby.

This also made Lance decide to move the farm further out, preferably to the big valley near Valley City, where it would be freer and safer.

Since we still have plenty of alcohol, opening more bars is not a problem.

This time, Lance provided wine in special bottles.

The issue of brand is also worth applying to moonshine. When Prohibition ends one day, those alcoholics who survived Prohibition will love the liquor that helped them through the dark times.

Lance also personally participated in the design. He referred to the bottle of Napoque whiskey and replaced the logo on the neck of the bottle with a hot-stamped lion head.

And with reference to Napa whisky, the grades of wine are divided into "Gold Lion", "Silver Lion" and "Bronze Lion".

It’s not that he has to copy La Boheme whisky, but this method is too convenient. Anyone can tell whether it is high-end or low-end wine at a glance!

The name of these wines is "Lion Brand Soju".

This will become a well-known brand in the future, and its core selling point is that it has survived the Prohibition. People will like this development history and call it a "legendary" wine.

"We need to continue to purchase raw materials. Nick needs to continue to expand. We not only want to do our own business, but also sell it to the outside when we have more storage."

“This is also profitable!”

Lance agreed on the tone of development for the next period of time, including the recruitment of more peripheral members. After that, everyone chatted about some new things and went back to their rooms to sleep.

For them, the so-called "new things" are most likely some interesting things that happened in the bar.

Those drunks always managed to come up with some jokes, which was a routine every night.

The next morning, after Lance got up and had breakfast, he hurried to the dock, because the workers' union meeting was about to be held in the next few days, and he must be there to watch it.

Almost everyone at the dock knew Lance, and when he stopped his car, many people came from far away to greet him.

No matter how the price of alcohol rises in other places, the workers' union keeps the price at a very low level.

This also makes many people want to join the work at the dock, simply because the alcohol here is cheap!

The terminal management company may have never been so generous in recruiting workers. Many people even said that they would be fine with less money...

Scott, Vaughn and others also came early in the morning. After meeting, Lance shook hands with them respectively. Scott looked very excited.

He walked to the corner with Vaughn, "I have to thank you, Lance, I heard from Vaughn that you are very supportive of our work!"

Lance was not modest. “I did do a lot of work, but I believe that if you can join the General Labor Union, it will be a good thing for me, Vaughn, and even the entire Golden Harbor City.”

"And my investment is not without reward. It's tens of thousands, President Scott."

"I hope that one day in the future, when I need you, you will choose not to forget everything I did today!"

Scott smiled in a casual manner, and he looked at Vaughn as if to say, "Am I that kind of person?"

(End of this chapter)