Shadow Empire

Chapter 335 Processing
"Mr. Lance..."

A short old lady was wiping her tears while being comforted by her daughter. When she saw Lance coming, she quickly greeted him.

Compared to the casualness of the old woman, her daughter was obviously more restrained. She just nodded and then stood behind the old woman.

Bolton came over and stood next to Lance. "The one who was robbed is old Hampton. He lives right down this street. This is his wife and daughter."

He emphasized that "they were all early immigrants from the empire."

Lance nodded slightly, "How is Mr. Hampton?"

"He was stabbed in the waist and abdomen. The situation doesn't look good, but the ambulance came quickly. The operation should have started now. I hope he can hold on!"

After hearing these words, Lance walked up to the old woman and said, "None of us wanted to see this happen, but it happened. We can only face it."

"Don't worry, I will pay for Mr. Hampton's medical expenses..."

Perhaps it was the last sentence that completely broke the old woman's defenses. The tears she had wiped away flowed out again, "Mr. Lance... I don't know how to say it. My family and I are grateful for everything you have done!"

"When the old guy comes back, I'll let him do things for you!"

Lance smiled after hearing this, and the people around him also let their smiles break their serious expressions and laughed.

"We'd better not disturb his peaceful life. You all live here, and I should lend a hand if you encounter any trouble!"

The girl standing behind the old woman also took a step forward, her eyes full of gratitude. The surgery fee of at least several hundred or thousands of dollars was simply unaffordable for their family!

If Lance didn't pay, the hospital might not necessarily provide the treatment for an urgent surgery like this if they didn't see the money. It can be said that Lance saved old Hampton's life!

The girl is already working and is in her twenties. She actually doesn't have any good feelings towards these gangs and families. It's all Camilla's gang's fault.

She was also reluctant to have any contact with these people, but the guys in front of her looked different from the gangsters she knew, and her expression softened a lot.

"Thank you, Mr. Lance."

Lance's facial muscles slightly strengthened, revealing a smile that was obviously different from the one just now in response to his words, and patted the old woman on the shoulder casually, "Relax, he will be fine, I came to see these young people who have done something wrong."

He missed two people and came to the middle of the crowd. Two young men were squatting in the corner with rebellious looks on their faces.

The patrolman in charge of this area was standing nearby, and he looked a little nervous.

"Mr. Lance!" He took the initiative to greet him, with his hands on his waist, but he felt that this was impolite, so he quickly lowered them.

This happened in his patrol area and he was afraid that Lance would think he did something wrong, but Lance didn't do that.

He patted the patrolman's arm and said, "Relax, I don't eat people."

The patrolman smiled slightly and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry I couldn't get here the first time..."

Lance shook his head. "You can't predict who someone is going to hurt somewhere. You rushed over and subdued these two people as quickly as possible. You have done what you should do. I can't blame you anymore. This is not your fault!"

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette, and the patrolman quickly took out a lighter and lit it for Lance. Lance took a puff and looked at the two young men squatting in the corner.

Judging from their childish looks, they should not be very old, perhaps just graduated from high school.

There was no regret on the faces of the two people, and they didn't even look nervous, as if it was not the first time they had done such a thing.

They also raised their heads and looked at Lance, with curiosity, scrutiny, and the desire to attack in their eyes.

"Are you from the Imperial District?"

The two looked at each other, and one of them, the guy with brown hair and some natural curls, asked, "Are you a respected person here?"

Lance pursed his lips, "Probably."

Someone immediately shouted, "Mr. Lance is a man respected by all of us, kid, watch your words!"

The curly-haired man glanced at the crowd around him and said, "No, sir, we are coming from the port area."

Lance nodded slightly. The two poorest neighborhoods in Jingang City, "Why do you want to rob and injure people with a knife?"

The curly-haired girl said as if it was a matter of course, "Why else? No money?!"

The blond boy next to him couldn't help but laugh, "The old guy has a gold pocket watch that he doesn't want to give to us."

There was already some discussion among the people around. They felt that the two young men were too arrogant!

There were also people shouting "beat them", but they were all suppressed by Lance.

"This isn't the first time you've done this."

The two were silent for a moment, and Curly Hair nodded, "We do this when we have no money."

"Do you regret what you did?"

I don’t know if this sentence hurt the blond, he suddenly became impatient, “If you want to arrest someone, just arrest us, don’t fucking find someone to preach. Are you a pastor?”

The first half of this sentence was addressed to the patrolman, and the second half was addressed to Lance.

Curly hesitated and said nothing. He might feel a little accommodating and regretful, but he would not say that in front of his friends.

Lance looked at the patrol officer, "How do you normally handle situations like this?"

As they were talking, another police car suddenly arrived and Chief Bruce came over in person.

When he heard that Lance had also arrived at the scene, he felt that things were a little difficult to handle, so he hurried over.

"You're just in time." He waved to Chief Blue. "How do you usually handle cases like this where someone is injured or their life is in danger?"

Officer Blue already knew what had happened. He looked around and then at Lance's expression. He knew that there was no way to talk to Lance next to him now.

He could only walk up to Lance and whispered, "Catch him and lock him up for two days before releasing him. This is Charlie's idea."

"If it were in the past, they might be thrown into prison and locked up for a while, but now..."

He hesitated to speak. Everyone hoped that the city would be in complete chaos. Only in this way could each interest group's demands for subsequent interests be met.

What’s even more ridiculous is that law enforcers are also one of the parties involved!
Charlie still had a soft attitude towards crime and would release these criminals after locking them up for a day or two.

The lower cost of crime is like having a devil behind them to encourage them. Even if they are caught, they will not be punished, so why not take advantage of the opportunity to make some quick money?

Perhaps this is the saddest thing about the people at the bottom of society. No matter what the decisions from above are, good or bad, they are the only ones who have to bear the consequences in the end.

Lance nodded slightly and looked at the two of them. "You almost killed a kind old man for a few dozen dollars, maybe one or two hundred dollars."

Curly-haired guy was also a little annoyed, especially under the gaze of so many people. Every word from Lance made him feel more resistant than a fist.

He stopped talking and looked indifferent. They had been caught many times in the past few days and didn't care at all.

Even if I’m arrested now, I might be released at night. “Hurry up, let the police take me away. I don’t want to hear your nagging!”

The discussions around became louder, and many people were angered by the attitude of these two young men!

Lance took a drag on his cigarette and looked at them, "Would you like to apologize for your actions?"

The curly-haired boy looked to the side without saying anything, while the blond-haired boy smiled and gave Lansby a middle finger, "Send Q!"

The crowd watching around them suddenly became emotional, but Lance couldn't help but laugh, "You don't know what you've been missing!"

He turned and looked at Chief Blue, "Take your people back, I'll take care of this."

Chief Blue glanced at the two young men again, wishing them good luck!
He nodded, signaling the patrolman to join forces with him, and the two of them walked straight past the crowd and left. The two young men were stunned for a moment!

Lance took two steps back, "Do what you want to do. I'll be responsible if anything goes wrong."

Those young people couldn't hold back any longer. When the first person rushed out of the crowd and kicked Golden Retriever, the others around them couldn't control themselves anymore!
At first, the two men's begging for mercy could be heard, but soon their begging was drowned out by the curses. Lance leaned against the front of the car, smoking a few cigarettes. Bolton had just answered a phone call, and now that the call was over, he quickly walked over, "Old Hampton's condition has stabilized, and the operation was successful."

Lance dropped the cigarette on the ground and approached the old woman and her daughter. "The hospital has called. Old Hampton survived. He will be well again soon!"

The old woman's heart suddenly dropped to the ground. She didn't know how to express her gratitude to Lance. She wanted to bow, but Lance supported her hands and said, "You live on my territory. I have the responsibility to consider your safety."

"We should unite. Only when we unite will they be afraid of us!"

The old woman looked at Lance with tears in her eyes, "Can I hug you?"

Lance immediately spread his arms, "Of course."

"Oh my God!" The old woman hugged Lance tightly, "Thank you, thank you for everything you have done for us!"

Lance patted her on the back and said, "I'll have someone take you to the hospital later. He needs you more than a doctor right now!"

The old woman finally came to her senses and quickly let go of him, "Yes, yes, look, I have to go get something ready."

The girl looked at Lance's handsome smile and suddenly felt a little dazzling. She blushed and said, "I..."

Looking at Lance's open arms, she hugged him as well, "Thank you."

Lance asked Bolton to take them home and then take them to the hospital.

As for him, he will wait for the follow-up of these matters.

It may have been just a few minutes before the angry people had vented their emotions, and the two young men were already lying on the ground, their lives or deaths unknown. The golden retriever was beaten the worst, and blood had already begun to flow from his mouth and nose.

This also made some people feel a little scared, but more of them felt relieved after getting rid of the anger!
Lance gave Lawn a look, then said loudly, "I'll handle this matter. I won't get into trouble just because someone performed an act of justice!"

"They have never appeared here, and no one has seen them!"

This sentence made the crowd, which was originally somewhat uneasy and agitated, suddenly quiet down completely.

"Gentlemen, look, these people are not to be feared. I hope that when you see someone being hurt in the Empire, you can lend a helping hand to the best of your ability while protecting your own safety."

"Whether it's helping them drive away the offenders, telling our neighbors, or calling the police, it's all good stuff."

“Today, you helped others.”

"Tomorrow, when you need help, someone will come to help you!"

"We are just a small part of this country. We need to be more united than the federal people and others so that we can have the most ordinary happiness!"

The two young men had been thrown into the trunk. There was no doubt that they would most likely go diving in Angel Lake. Perhaps they would be able to see Jason and discuss with him the experience of diving without breathing for nearly a year.

Everyone was touched and inspired by what Lance said, and some of the older, more extroverted people came over.

They seemed a little hesitant, and Lance saw something and took the initiative to extend his hand, which made these people feel better about Lance!

They held Lance's hand tightly, right in front of Lance's car!
"Mr. Lance, I don't know what to say. I have lived in the Federation for more than 30 years."

"I've met a lot of people, but I've never met anyone like you!"

"I have a feeling that here, we will all be different because of your presence!"

"If you need me anywhere, please let me know!"

Lance nodded, "I will. If I really need you, you can't hide away even if you want to!"

This sentence made people laugh, and the man knew that there were more people waiting to shake hands with Lance, so he took the initiative to let go of his hand.

But he didn't leave, he just stood aside. He believed from the bottom of his heart that Lance would become an extraordinary person.

Every remarkable person has obvious differences from ordinary people!

All of this is reflected in the glass of the roadside windows. This is not just the scenery on the street, but a reflection of an era!
Old Hampton's condition soon stabilized. Lance found a good doctor for more than two thousand dollars, so that old Hampton would not die just because of the stab.

This matter had a perfect ending, and in less than an hour, the news of this incident began to spread throughout the entire Empire District.

Everyone was very angry at first, but as the "story" progressed, they gradually felt relieved and began to sincerely admire Lance.

Whether the Lance family is a gang or not, at least they did something that the federal government could not do.

It is not about plundering and harvesting wealth, but about helping them to obtain simple and ordinary happiness!

When we returned, the two young men were already dying. We didn't know how many people participated in beating them, maybe a dozen or maybe even dozens.

Even if it was just a few ordinary hits, ordinary people would not be able to bear it, not to mention that some of these people attacked in anger.

Lance simply had them thrown into a gasoline barrel. Angel Lake is their eternal home!

After resolving this matter, Ethan came to Lance alone and told him what Erwin had told him.

He was obviously a little unhappy, "I don't want to box anymore."

"Why?", Lance asked.

Ethan rarely comes to Lance alone because he is not good at communication and he needs Erwin to have chemistry with others.

Hiram is fine, but Hiram is so mean that he can't help but hit that horse face a few times.

Erwin said that Lance asked him to concentrate on boxing, which made Ethan a little... He didn't know how to say it. He was very unhappy now. He liked living with everyone and he didn't want to be separated from others.

Lance sat on the couch with him, "I actually support your decision to fight. We need more people to speak up for us in this country that doesn't belong to us."

"This is true for Gerald, this is true for the best immigrants from the Empire, and this is true for you, Ethan."

“If you can become an excellent boxer, not necessarily a champion, and your spirit can influence many people, then you are successful!”

"You will create a positive image for the immigrants of the Empire. The more successful you are, the less stereotyped we are as thieves, criminals, and vagrants will be in the minds of the Federation people."

"As long as there are enough people like you, people will be able to fully accept us and allow us to truly integrate into this country!"

"Besides, just because you're boxing doesn't mean you're leaving us."

"We'll still live together, be together every day, and we'll go cheer you on when you play."

He patted Ethan's arm and said, "Don't waste your talent. I'm thinking of adding a display cabinet in my office to store your trophies and gold belts!"

After a long while, Ethan finally said, "Can I do it?"

"Come on!" Lance punched him. "You're as strong as a bull, and you doubt whether you can do it?"

"Rather than this, you should worry more about whether you will kill your opponent!"

Ethan's mood visibly improved. He scratched his head and asked, "If I kill my opponent in the ring, will I be found guilty?"

Lance laughed, "No one can convict my brother except God!"

He pushed Ethan, "Brother!"

Ethan also smiled happily, "Yeah, brother, no one!"

The matter was settled, and Lance asked Morris to find out.

Boxing was in its heyday during this era, with championships and high prize money stimulating every practitioner.

It only took Morris half a day to find a suitable coach. The coach himself was a boxer and had won a championship.

Now he has become a coach, leading several boxers, and they have all performed well this year!
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