Shadow Empire

Chapter 277 The Third [Monthly Ticket 666+16]
You can't park here, this is what the low-level gang members at the door often say.

The club is right next to the road. If there are cars parked at the entrance, people who come here to play will feel a little dissatisfied, so parking is not allowed at the gate.

In the past, people who parked their cars would consider whether to move their cars, regardless of whether they cared or not.

If they responded with a few words, such as "I won't leave, what can you do to me?", the person who shouted this would lift up his shirt, revealing the weapon on his waist.

When most people see weapons, they will obediently change their parking spot. After all, who would want to get into a conflict with gang members?
These cars did not leave, and he was a little annoyed. He lifted his clothes and revealed the pistol pressed against his belly, "This is not funny, move your cars away from the door..."

He took a few steps forward, squinting his eyes. The sunlight was very dazzling. When he took two steps and gradually got used to the dazzling sunlight, he realized what he was facing.

A large group of armed men were looking at him. He slowly opened his mouth but no sound came out. The moment he turned around, gunshots rang out!

The sound of gunfire broke the morning tranquility of the port area. However, the people in the port area had become accustomed to gunfights regardless of time and place during this period. The pedestrians around took the initiative to avoid this area and continued to do what they were doing before.

Eat breakfast, read the newspaper, wait for the bus, or go to work.

The gunshots also alarmed the people in the club. They panicked and began to fight back. The scene was like a war!
The people of the Red Dog Gang were not fully prepared at all. They were not even prepared. Who could have thought that just as Bill and the others were taken away, their headquarters would be attacked?

The organization lacks senior cadres, and the fact that the bigwigs are not around means that the resistance of the gang members at the lower levels is not very strong.

The two sides exchanged fire at the door for a while, leaving behind several bodies on each side, and then someone threw two grenades into the room.

The grenade directly destroyed the resistance of some people, and they began to run towards the back door.

First the first one, then the second, then the third...

Soon the location of the gunfire shifted from the street to the club, and the gunshots became much quieter.

More than twenty minutes later, members of the Wolf Gang came out of the club, pushing two carts with two heavy safes on them.

Others were carrying bags full of cash, which they had looted.

After everyone came out, they threw some bodies into the club and set it on fire.

They poured gasoline inside, and in just a moment, the entire club was engulfed in flames.

At the end of the street that was twisted by the high temperature of the flames, the Wolf Gang's convoy quickly disappeared!

The fire department arrived in time, but faced with the house that was already completely burned, they still used a very old method, controlling the fire and then waiting for it to burn out.

They found some corpses near the gate and called the police. The police arrived quickly and found a large number of burned corpses emitting a strange smell and were put into body bags.

The bodies were not sent to the coroner but directly to the incinerator.

A case was completely suppressed, as if it had never happened!
Bill was bored and counting the hairs he had in the police station when he suddenly heard the door open. He stood up suddenly and looked at the two policemen standing at the door. He was so bored!
Being alone with no one talking to him, this damn depressing environment was driving him crazy!
He is a person who likes liveliness. He can't stand such a dull atmosphere. Even if someone comes to interrogate him, he will feel more comfortable.

"You can go now." The two policemen looked at him with pitiful eyes. He didn't like this look because it reminded him of those pitiful girls who had to sell their bodies in exchange for their future.

"Fuck!" He took the clothes and put them on his shoulders. "I'll let my lawyer sue you!"

The policeman shrugged. "Whatever."

This made Bill feel something was wrong. He was arrested and brought here, then left alone for a while, not asked anything, and he didn't even see a lawyer. Then he was released?
If this is the case, why should we arrest him? What is the purpose of arresting him?
He doesn't understand this!
But he felt that there was something wrong with this matter.

He was a little hesitant about whether he should go out. Sometimes you have to admit that some people are gifted in being suspicious.

The policeman looked at him standing not far from the door, and seemed reluctant to come out. He frowned slightly and said, "Either you stay inside and wait until we remember that there is another person here."

"Or, get out now and leave here with us."

He pretended to close the door, but loneliness eventually overcame his suspicion and he stepped out.

He met many police officers along the way. The way these police officers looked at him gave him an indescribable weird feeling. Some of them were gloating, some were full of pity, and some were indifferent and expressionless, but without exception, their eyes would stay on him for a moment.

Buck was standing in the lobby of the police station, apparently handling some police matters. The police station had a lot of police cases to deal with every day.

Moreover, with the continuous expansion of the Wolf Gang and the expansion of small gangs, there are many reports of crimes that need to be handled every day.

Bill hesitated when he saw Buck, but he finally walked over and asked, "You arrested me just to lock me up for two hours?"

Buck looked at him, his eyes calm and indifferent, without any waves, "You are right, I just don't like you." Bill cursed "Fuck" when he heard this, and pointed at Buck, "Arrogant boy will have no good luck, Buck, you are just John's follower, you shouldn't be so arrogant."

Buck didn't even bother to say anything more to him. He just raised his chin towards the door and said, "Get out!"

His attitude was very blunt, but looking at the policemen around him who were staring at him, Bill could only restrain his developing temper, cursed a few words and left the hall.

The policemen resumed their duties, while Buck came to the side of the hall and looked through the glass door at Buck and several of his officers who were walking out.

His position was right in front of the main entrance and he could even see the zebra crossing at the entrance.

The group of people gathered together, they all felt like smoking, and everyone lit a cigarette.

Bill held out his hand with a cigarette, with a slightly exaggerated look, "I don't think something is right, and you see, no one is here to pick us up."

There was no gang member on the street outside the police station, nor were there any cars prepared by them, not even any lookouts.

Logically speaking, once they were arrested, those people would definitely arrange people to wait at the door of the police station and arrange a car to pick them up as soon as they came out.

But there is no one here.

"Could it be that they think it's impossible for us to come out so early?" Someone put forward this hypothesis, and everyone thought it was possible.

After all, it’s only been two hours, maybe those bastards haven’t woken up yet.

The club operates until six in the morning, and now is their rest time, so it is normal to get up a little later.

"Then we can only take the bus back. Do you have any change?" Bill asked.

Someone took out some change, and they walked towards the bus stop across the street laughing. They hadn't taken the bus for a long time, and even taking the bus had become a memory of the past!
Just as the group walked to the middle of the road, a car suddenly flew over with a buzzing sound, followed by a loud bang, just like a bowling ball knocking over a bowling pin, knocking them over as well...

Even ran over it!
Bill was rolled under the car and now he was lying on the ground, spitting out blood, with many of his internal organs ruptured.

Blood gushed out along the digestive tract, mouthful after mouthful. He had never seen anyone vomit so much blood.

He didn't feel any pain at this moment, and he even wanted to get up, but he couldn't do that because of his broken bones. He could only twist his neck slightly and look around.

Most of those old friends, those he liked and those he disliked, were now lying on the ground like him, with no one knowing whether they were dead or alive.

After several violent vomitings, he slowly closed his eyes...

Soon, a large number of reporters rushed over and they almost put their camera lenses into Bill's face.

But he certainly doesn't care now. After all, as a corpse, he has no right to express his opinion.

The police seemed to move very slowly, and only after the reporters had taken a satisfactory photo did they put the bodies into body bags.

A police officer in charge of the on-site investigation directly wrote a case closing report and filled in the words "car accident" in the case type.

News of Bill's death spread throughout the port area in less than an hour and continued to spread outward.

The remaining members of the Red Dog Gang hid one by one. They were trembling and afraid!
Some people took the gang's money and drinks and ran away.

No one knows who killed Bill and the others, but people have a reasonable suspicion: the Wolf Gang!

The Wolf Gang is rapidly occupying the port area at a speed that people can hardly imagine.

Although there are still large areas of land that are still in a "barren" state, both the professor and Wolfe believe that no one will compete with them for these territories.

After receiving the news that Bill and his friends were all dead, the professor immediately asked Wolfe to contact those small gangs and hold a meeting.

Gather the leaders of these small gangs and communicate with them.

If the Wolf Gang wants to continue to grow and develop, it must have more gang members, but now they can't recruit many people and they have no advantage locally.

The professor gave Wolf a suggestion, which was to swallow up these small gangs and then let these small gangs recruit people to fill in the missing strength of the Wolf Gang's rapid expansion.

Wolfe felt that this plan was highly feasible!
(End of this chapter)