Shadow Empire

Chapter 271: Tough Guy [666+12]
The bitter wine goes down my throat...and it feels warm.

Hey hey hey.

Blue Eyes' mental state was a little strange. Alcohol accelerated his blood flow, and the effect of the painkillers seemed to be amplified under the accelerated effect of alcohol.

If someone in the medical group knew that they used painkillers in this way, they would probably praise them as pharmaceutical geniuses!
This is fucking murder!

But for the Venom Gang, as long as they can make more money, they don’t care!

The Venom Gang's bar seemed quieter than the bustling bars of other gangs. Everyone quietly found a place to sit and began to enjoy the rare moment of peace.

Even if there are no sofas or chairs, they will sit against the wall because their legs will shake and they will not be able to stand steadily after drinking too much.

After two glasses of wine, Blue Eyes finally felt completely comfortable. He even had a little urinary incontinence, but he didn't care. He was very happy now.

He stood up shakily, staggered and almost fell, but grabbed the sofa in time. After a meaningless giggle, he moved towards the outside of the bar.

He had to go back at night. Wolfe had been very cautious recently and was a little impatient with him, probably because he thought he had shot at Lance and the others without permission.

However, he felt that Wolfe was still too timid. They would meet sooner or later anyway, so why not try it now? No one knew who would win or lose, and the final result was unknown!

He was thinking about these things as he staggered out of the bar. The darkness did not frighten him. Instead, he enjoyed the feeling of bathing in the darkness.

The dark sky seemed to be protecting him like a layer of camouflage. He lit a cigarette and squinted his eyes slightly. A gentle breeze blew over him and he took a deep breath. The comfortable feeling made him almost moan.

When he was about to walk out of the alley, someone suddenly blocked the alley. He was stunned for a moment and turned around subconsciously, but then he was kicked up and fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to draw his gun, Hiram pulled out a dagger and stabbed him in the wrist, then twisted it hard.

He didn't even scream. Instead, he stared at Hiram in the dark. At this moment, he also discovered who this person was.

The painkillers and alcohol were still paralyzing his nerves, making him feel no pain. Instead, he felt that he was invincible at this moment!

He was using his pierced wrist to struggle against the dagger in Hiram's hand. It was the first time Hiram saw such a ruthless man, and his eyes almost popped out!
"This guy is such a ruthless guy!" He continued to use force, and the people around him could feel the pain in their teeth. The sound of the blade rubbing against the wrist bones made people feel uncomfortable.

But Blue Eyes seemed not to notice and continued to exert force.

He neither hid nor ran away, as if he was going to compete with Hiram today.

Lance noticed something was wrong with him, "Tie him up first, his condition is a little strange, take him back first."

Hiram took out the pistol from his arms and threw it to the person behind him, then several people turned him over and tied him up.

In fact, he had no ability to resist. Alcohol and painkillers were taking the greatest effect. He couldn't feel the pain, but that didn't mean he had the ability to resist.

Soon Blue Eyes was sent to the car. Although the members of the Venom Gang also noticed what happened at the door, they just watched from the side and had no intention of intervening.

Ten minutes later, Blue Eyes was thrown on a chair in the garage.

There wasn't much painkiller in the wine, and after he was tied up and splashed with cold water several times, he gradually sobered up.

The person in charge of guarding him quickly called Lance and the others, and then a large group of people came to the garage.

They were just discussing that Blue Eyes' condition did not seem like he was drunk, but more like he was in a strange state.

They had no idea what was going on and could only make random guesses, but as they kept guessing, the topic became off track.

Hiram talked about Patricia, and others were also curious about this girl. After all, in a sense, once Lance married Patricia, Patricia would be the "mistress".

They were very curious about what kind of girl could win Lance's heart. You know, in addition to the two girls here, there are many other girls who are willing to give their bodies and want to sleep with him.

But I've never heard of Lance sleeping with anyone. He's as chaste as an ascetic monk!

If he hadn't shown any interest in his brother's butt, people might have suspected that he had a problem too.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, Alan ran over and told them that everyone was awake.

A group of people came to the garage, where a waterproof sheet had been laid on the ground.

When Lance and his gang came in, he vaguely remembered what happened a few days ago.

He began to struggle violently, but the pain in his wrists and the ropes that bound him tightly made all his struggles futile.

His eyes first glared at Hiram, then shifted to Lawn, who had a bandage on his arm, and finally to Lance.

He didn't say anything, just watched quietly. It could be seen that this was indeed a ruthless man. At least the wound on his wrist didn't make him shout out.

"I don't like the look in your eyes." Lance looked at Lawen, "Leave it to you." Lawen's right hand was still normal. He walked to the wall, took down a slightly peeling paint sailing team baseball bat, and weighed it in his hand.

"Do you want to ask something?"

Lawn asked Lance, and Lance thought for a moment, "Ask him what happened to him in that state before."

Then the group left the garage, and the sound of bats and bodies colliding was immediately heard in the garage. Except for the occasional shout from Blue Eyes, he was trying to hold it in most of the time.

One could even hear the low growls he made before being hit, as he prepared for the pain and fear caused by each blow!
But no matter how tough they are, humans are not metal after all, and all beings are equal in front of the bat.

Neither elephants nor humans can be harder than a metal baseball bat!
Ten minutes later, Lawn shook off the blood stains on the bat and walked out of the garage. "He said that Venom drank the wine and that's what happened."

Lance nodded. "Tell the brothers not to drink. The same goes for the laborers. There's something wrong with the drink."

Then he asked, "Where are the people?"

"I still have a breath left." Lawen had already vented his anger, and Lance led his men back into the garage.

Blue Eyes hung his head, dying. It was difficult for him to raise his head. He could only see some people walking in front of him.

He used the last of his strength to spit the bloody saliva in his mouth onto Lance's shoes.

Lance looked at his leather shoes and laughed twice, "You are a respectable opponent, sir."

"But unfortunately, I can't give you a decent ending. If I had the chance, I would give you a decent ending."

"As a reward for being a tough guy, I can help you pass a message to your boss, or someone you care about, and even help you give them some money."

Blue Eyes slowly raised his head and looked at Lance. Lance's expression was serious, as if he was trying to determine whether he was telling the truth or lying.

After a long while, he lowered his head again and said, "Please tell my son not to go down this path."

"I have an account number hidden on the back of the wardrobe, and the password is his birthday..."

He paused for a moment and whispered, "Please give me a quick death, it hurts so much!"

Lance lifted his coat, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed it into his heart. This was the fastest way.

After more than ten minutes, he stopped dripping and Lance had someone untie him from the chair. Alan was trembling a little, but he was still holding on.

Lance tapped him on the shoulder, startling him so much that he almost jumped up!
After seeing it was Lance, he suppressed his discomfort, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you!"

Lance waved his hand, "If you want to vomit, go out and vomit. No one will laugh at you."

It would have been fine if Lance hadn't said anything, but after he said that, everyone else couldn't help but burst into laughter, which made Alan's face turn red.

Instead, the urge to vomit was reduced a little, and he seemed very angry, "I won't vomit, and I won't let you laugh at me!"

They laughed even more happily. He subconsciously glanced at the pale blue eyes, then looked at these well-dressed people who were laughing and stepping on the wet waterproof cloth. Suddenly, all of this formed a picture with a huge impact, which made his three views begin to change dramatically!

In the end, Alan did not vomit. Someone told him that in fact, many people here had vomited when they did this for the first time.

This led Alan to ask Lance if he had vomited the first time he killed someone, and they recalled their first kill that day as if it were a memory.

"I don't know if it was his first time doing this, but he looked so skilled that it didn't seem like his first time. He was very calm and didn't seem to be afraid or uncomfortable at all."

"He's already like this, we can only endure it, otherwise he will just laugh at us!"

After hearing this, Alan's admiration for Lance reached a new level. What a ruthless guy!

The remaining blood on the tarp was washed down the drain, but the blue eyes were still useful.

Bill thought that everything would be fine after he apologized, but Lance would let him know that an apology alone is not enough!

At around ten o'clock in the evening, several cars with Blue Eyes arrived at the headquarters of the Red Dog Gang. They found a remote corner and threw the body into the wall. Then Alan was instructed to go to a public telephone booth and call the Wolf Gang.

He covered the microphone with a handkerchief, glanced at the group of people standing outside the phone booth, and thought these people were so damn idle!
After the call was connected, he coughed and said, "You have a guy with blue eyes, right?"

"He's dead, right here (Red Dog Gang headquarters), Bill told me to tell you, if you don't get out of the harbor, you'll be next!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone with a click...

(End of this chapter)