Shadow Empire

Chapter 349 Action [666+11]
"The Lance family's control over the Empire Zone relies primarily on two parts."

"First, Bolton and his old men!"

The professor stood in front of a blackboard and told the senior cadres of the Wolf Gang about the next action plan.

On the blackboard behind him was written the word "Safe", and then two lines came down, connecting the names "Burton" and "Maurice" respectively, and there were also their photos.

The photo was not taken close up, but was taken secretly from a long distance, so it is a bit blurry and does not look very real. However, even if it does not look very real, people can still recognize him through the photo.

The enlarged photo of Burton is sitting in a cafe, talking to an old man in front of him. The photographer has captured most of his face very well.

He looked a little stern, perhaps even a little impatient. All that could be seen of the old man in front of him was his bald head with age spots.

The professor drew several circles around the name Burton with the chalk in his hand.

"Lance is not better than the others, he is just a little smarter. This line of defense may seem weak, but it is actually very efficient!"

"The old men under Bolton have all lived in the nearby neighborhood for decades. As long as we enter their neighborhood and are in sight, they will be able to tell if we are people who often appear on this street."

"Thus, we can judge whether we are outsiders."

"Everyone is connected to Bolton. In other words, Bolton is the 'spider' at the center of this network. If we get rid of him, the network will be paralyzed."

"So, our first step is to get rid of him."

"Lance has arranged two to four people to protect him, and there are also their patrol members in the surrounding blocks. We need to take care of them within two minutes."

"Otherwise Lance's support will arrive."

……

Burton sat in the cafe enjoying coffee and dessert. He loved this kind of life.

You have money, you don't have to do hard physical work, and you can still get people's respect.

Who would not respectfully call him "Mr. Bolton" when seeing him now?
Isn’t this the federal dream he has always longed for?

His young wife was already pregnant. After getting married, he injected almost all his energy into his young wife's body, just to make her pregnant as soon as possible to consolidate his position in the family.

It may sound despicable, but it is the only effective way, which is to put all family members under Lance's control!

The woman was actually quite satisfied. She had money to spend, didn't need to work, and lived a life of great success. In fact, they were the same kind of people to some extent.

Life in the future will only be better. Recently, Bolton has been considering looking at villas. Single-family houses can no longer satisfy him.

But he knew that now was not the right time and he needed to keep a low profile.

It's only a few months before we have to buy a new house. Even if Lance doesn't mind, there will always be people who say weird things.

He didn't want anyone to say weird things that would destroy Lance's trust in him.

He turned his head and looked at the sunny weather outside the kitchen window. The news of the mayor's assassination made the whole city nervous, including him.

I hope those people won't come and cause trouble at this time.

While he was thinking, suddenly two cars came quickly from a distance and then braked suddenly outside the coffee shop. When Bolton noticed a person getting out of the car and throwing his hand quickly from behind, he felt a chill running along his coccyx to the top of his head!
His scalp felt numb, and then he crawled under the table in a very embarrassed manner and took out a pistol.

Gunshots rang out the moment he hid, and the glass windows shattered into pieces. He pushed the table towards the window, and the two bodyguards who were responsible for protecting him also drew their guns and fired back!
"Farke, Farke!"

The adrenaline made him feel as if he had infinite power for a moment. While the people outside the window couldn't see him, he quickly crawled along the ground to the bar of the cafe, picked up the phone and dialed the company's number.

"I was fucking attacked at the Maple Leaf Cafe..."

"Fake!"

One bodyguard was shot several times and fell to the ground. The other bodyguard hid behind a table and could only find time to close his eyes and shoot from time to time.

The ringing of the doorbell made him shudder. The gunmen came in!
The person who came in at this time could not be anyone else except the gunman. Who the hell would come and order a cup of coffee during a gunfight?
He gritted his teeth, stuck his head to the ground, and fired two shots. The gunshots made the two gunmen who had just entered the room quickly hide away, which gave him a chance to catch his breath.

The bar was not deep and staying here would lead to death. He suddenly saw a guy shivering at the bar.

He knew this person, an illegal immigrant who had been here for two years and had been working here. His boss paid him twenty dollars a month, which seemed to be a bit conscientious.

Seeing him shivering, Bolton's brain started working faster than ever before.

"I'll make a deal with you. You run out and help me draw fire. If you die, I'll mail five thousand dollars to your family."

"If you are alive, I will give you the money directly."

The waiter didn't hesitate for long before agreeing, "You're a fucking beast, Burton!" They had actually been together for a long time. Burton came every day, and he often provided services to Burton. After a few visits, the two became familiar with each other.

Sometimes they would chat for a while, and the waiters always felt proud and honored to be able to chat with such a big shot as Mr. Burton.

But he didn't expect that Bolton, who held a very high position in his mind, was this kind of person!

The waiter's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he looked at the weapon in Bolton's hand pointed at him.

Bolton didn't show any embarrassment, "I just want to live. I'm sorry, I will make it up to you!"

He swung the pistol and the doorbell rang again, "I'm going to shoot."

"Fuck!" It was the waiter's turn this time. He looked at Bolton fiercely, "You said five thousand dollars!"

Bolton nodded. "Five thousand dollars, I said!"

The waiter took two deep breaths, and suddenly he rushed out screaming "Ahhh" as if he had mustered up his courage!

In an instant, six guns outside the counter were pointed at him and the triggers were pulled.

When Bolton heard the first sound of an empty warehouse, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the back kitchen door five meters away!
They ran and shot at the same time. The gunmen ran out of bullets after a few counterattacks, and Bolton's counterattack forced them to seek cover.

Bullets whizzed past him and he felt as if he was hit by a bullet, but he didn't pay any attention to it at the moment. He had only one thought, which was to run!

He felt a little relieved when he ran into the back kitchen. There was a back door here. He ran towards it madly, leaving bloodstains on the ground.

The remaining bodyguard saw Bolton running away by himself, so he started to play dead. When the gunmen saw Bolton running into the kitchen, they didn't dare to chase him in for a while. They could only curse a few words and leave quickly, leaving behind a mess...

……

"After dealing with Bolton, we still need to deal with one more person, Morris."

The professor drew several circles around Morris's photo with chalk and tapped it several times with chalk to focus people's attention.

"If Bolton is one of Lance's eyes, then Maurice is the other eye of Lance. Although the one-eyed dragon is ugly, at least he can still see."

"We're going to make Lance completely blind!"

"Maurice's father likes gambling. During this period, we have found the places where Maurice's father often goes through Jobaf's relationship."

"Find a way to detain him, and then have Morris come to pay him, under the pretext that he lost money in gambling, and Morris will definitely come."

"Ever since Morris followed Lance, his father asked him to give him money when he lost many times, so he won't be on guard."

"Without Bolton and Morris, Lance will be like a blind man and will completely lose control of the Empire!"

The professor pushed up his glasses and said, "Without the glasses, it will be dark, which will make it easier for us to move!"

……

At the gambling table, Morris's father, who was wearing expensive clothes, threw the cards on the table while swearing. They were playing poker, a game played between players.

The big blind is ten points, but the win or loss of each card cannot be judged based on the size of the blind. Sometimes the win or loss of a card can be ten times or even a hundred times the blind!
Lost again!
He looked at the two strangers on the other side of the gambling table with a stern expression, "I haven't seen you before."

The two men glanced at him and said, "If you want to play, keep buying. If you don't have money, get out of here. Don't play in front of others, and don't prevent me from making money!"

"Asshole!" Morris's father looked at the casino operator, "Give me another box of chips."

One box was fifty dollars. The casino operator came over with the chips and whispered to him, "This is the last box. You can't beat them."

But he didn't listen at all. He had already lost seven or eight hundred yuan. Now he was not betting on winning or losing, but on his life!

As expected, he lost again. The casino operator could only call Morris and say, "Your dad lost a lot..."

Morris, who was playing basketball, hung up the phone. He let out a breath, said goodbye to others with a headache.

Although he sometimes hated his father counting money all the time, he could not deny that although his father was a gambler, he had never abused him since he was a child, and he even helped him to get some benefits in the casino.

Now that he was rich, he didn't care about his father's wins or losses in those small card games.

It's just that he always keeps the account and asks his son to pay when he loses. In fact, Morris also understands that this is a way for his father to show off to his poker friends.

So whenever the casino called him, he would go over. After all, that was his father, and a good father to him!

(End of this chapter)