Shadow Empire

Chapter 57 Interest from one month ago
“…You definitely don’t know what Jennifer and I did last night!”

A young man with freckles on his face and golden brown hair was sitting under a parasol on the roadside, holding a glass of iced orange juice with alcohol in his hand, and chatting with two good friends about what happened between him and a girl named Jennifer last night.

"I have to say, this was the most enjoyable and coolest night I've ever had. You'll never know how gentle she is, and..."

"I know."

Freckles Face was stunned for a moment. There were three people sitting around the table. These two were his good friends, and Jennifer was his girlfriend.

He looked at his friend's sincere expression, and then put some bad thoughts behind him. He thought that what his good brother meant by "I know" was that he had also experienced some great girls.

But Freckleface believed that no matter how many powerful girls his brother had experienced, none of them would be like his girlfriend Jennifer, so he shook his head to defend his girlfriend's performance. "No, you don't know."

His good brother seemed to have some problems, mental problems, and he was still refuting him, "No, I'm sure I know!"

This made Freckles Face a little unhappy. "What do you know?" he asked.

His good brother smiled and said something about special ways to play, which made Freckles-face stunned, because this was what he experienced last night, and there were even two projects he had never experienced!
Because he didn't wash his butt at all last night, so there must be two items that he didn't try.

He looked at his good brother in disbelief, "How did you know this?"

At this time, his other good brother couldn't help laughing and said, "Of course it's from Jennifer!"

Freckles' face looked serious and even a little embarrassed. "This is not funny. Although we are brothers, Jennifer is my girlfriend. I hope you respect her and don't make fun of her. This is also a way of showing respect for me!"

The guy who had spoken earlier waved his arms. "Forget it. I've already told you, she's just a bitch. I've slept with her, and so has he. I know a lot of people who have slept with her."

"I told you this, but you didn't believe it."

Frecklesface stood up suddenly, his expression became ferocious, first he turned red, but then turned pale, and then began to turn blue.

Just when he was about to say something harsh, a car suddenly stopped less than five meters away from them, and Erwin got out of the car carrying a travel bag full of heavy baseball bats.

However, at this time, the three of them were attracted by the topic of "Is Jennifer a lesbian?" and did not notice this.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen young men ran over from across the street, took the bats from Irvin, and rushed towards this side.

At this time, the three people noticed that something was wrong.

They seemed to have seen the leader somewhere before, because he was tall and strong, and it was rare to see tall and strong people these days.

Just as they were wondering where they had seen these people, it was too late.

The distance between the two sides was only four or five meters, which meant it only took two steps to run, not even two seconds.

By the time Freckleface realized that they were looking for the three of them, Ethan, who had already rushed over, swung his sandbag-sized fist and hit him in the face, "Kiss my ass, bitch!"

The flames of battle were ignited in an instant!

The two men didn't care that their good brother was "trapped" in the battlefield, they just overturned the table and ran away, but there were tables and chairs everywhere nearby, so they couldn't run fast.

Alvin didn't know where he got the strength from, he grabbed an iron chair and threw it over, knocking one over.

The other one ran a few steps and bumped into the table, and was pinned down as soon as he got up.

What followed was a beating, with sticks and shoe soles of various sizes raining down on them.

Lance walked into the cafe and looked at the owner of the cafe. He slowly took out a stack of money and counted out four five-dollar bills one by one and placed them on the counter. "Just a small question. You and your employees haven't seen us, right?"

Lance's behavior made the cafe owner unsure of his background. Seeing that there were only iron chairs and iron tables outside, which would not be damaged, he took the money and said with a humble look, "We have indeed never seen you and your friend, sir."

Lance nodded with satisfaction, turned and left the cafe.

At this time, outside, the three young men had been pinned together and beaten by more than a dozen people. Although Ethan had no weapon, his fists were his weapon.

Every punch you throw makes a loud bang!

At first they would scream a few times, but soon they stopped.

After fighting for two or three minutes, everyone was tired and Lance had almost finished his cigarette. He walked in front of the three people and said, "Look up."

The others stopped, but the three who had been beaten so hard could not even raise their heads.

Ethan half-knelt on the ground, grabbed Freckleface's hair and lifted his head up, making him look at Lance.

Freckles Face was indeed stunned at first, but now he has regained consciousness. He looked at Lance with hatred in his eyes. His face was bruised and swollen, his nose was bleeding, and his lips were cracked.

"You don't accept it."

He doesn't speak.

Lance continued, "Last month in the harbor, you led protesters and beat up our people. Do you remember now?"

Freckleface still didn't say anything, but his eyes told Lance that he had remembered it completely, and he often boasted about it to others during this period.

In fact, someone was behind this matter. They were all unemployed vagrants in the port area. They would occasionally do odd jobs. They usually either stole money from their families or cheated people. Anyway, they were willing to do anything to get money.

When the demonstrations broke out last month, someone found them, gave them two hundred dollars, and asked them to attack the workers on the dock at the port area.

To be honest, such good things only happen a few times in a lifetime. They agreed, and then by coincidence, they met Alvin and the others.

Driven by the atmosphere and environment at the time, they rushed forward with sticks in their hands without thinking, and Irvin and his men were beaten black and blue.

The only thing to be thankful for was that they had no broken bones, but everyone was hit by several sticks. It can only be said that it was their good luck that they had no broken bones, but it does not mean that this group of people showed mercy.

Lance threw the cigarette on the ground, licked his lips, and stretched out his hand. Erwin's eyelids were the most sensitive. He immediately turned the baseball bat in his hand one by one and put the grip side in Lance's hand.

Lance weighed the heavy bat and looked at the freckled face, "I'll teach you a lesson today."

“Whatever you did yesterday, you will have to pay for it today. Even if you don’t pay for it today, it will be your turn tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or one day.”

Lance gestured, and Ethan pulled up one of Freckleface's arms. Lance held the bat tightly with both hands, raised it high, and smashed it hard.

There was a dull thud accompanied by a terrible scream. Frecklesface no longer cared about whether his girlfriend Jennifer was a slut. The pain made it impossible for him to think!
He hugged his arms and curled up with his head on the ground. The other two were terrified and begged for mercy.

"Tommy made us do this. It's all his fault!"

"Who's Tommy?"

Both of them looked at Freckles Face who was about to faint from the pain. They were indeed good brothers.

Lance didn't let them go, "But you did it."

Lance handed the bat to Erwin. Erwin's breathing was a little rapid. This was the first time he had really taken ruthless action, and it required mental preparation to do this.

Attacking, hurting, or even killing one's own kind is not an easy thing. There will be psychological barriers and psychological burdens. Except for those who are born bad, no one can be so ruthless as to not have any emotional fluctuations.

He took a few quick breaths, and thinking back to how he was beaten by this group of people, he felt a surge of anger in his heart. He took a deep breath and puffed up his chest. He raised the bat high and smashed it hard. At that moment, the whole person seemed to become relaxed, and even his breathing became much steadier!

And then another one.

This person was the most unlucky because it was Ethan who did it. He was so strong that he broke his arm into a "V" shape. The doctor would definitely be very happy because this would mean a huge medical bill.

Seeing that there were already some people watching around and the matter was almost over, the person disappeared in the blink of an eye.

About ten minutes later, a police car arrived and two police officers got out of the car.

One of them walked up to the three people and tickled the freckled face's cheek with the toe of his shiny leather shoes.

Seeing that he had opened his eyes and confirming that there was no one dead, the police officer walked to the side under the parasol and said, "Call an ambulance." He then looked at the cafe's owner and said, "Do you know who did it?"

Most of the business owners are very clear about the forces on this street because they have all been blackmailed. The cafe owner touched the twenty yuan in his pocket and chose to tell the truth, "I have never seen it."

"Outsiders?" The officer shook his head slightly and took out a notebook and pen. "Do you remember what they look like?"

He still shook his head, "I don't remember, but they were all young people."

This is bullshit. The outdoor tables and chairs outside the cafe were a mess, but the operator refused to provide any clues. The only possibility is that there must be something fishy going on between the two parties.

The police officer put the notebook away. He believed that these people knew who did it. These were all small cases!
The ambulance arrived quickly. Except for the guy who had his arm broken by Ethan and was already unconscious, Freckleface and his good brother refused to get in the ambulance.

Having an arm broken is bad enough. If they are slapped with a bill of hundreds or thousands of dollars, it would be easier to just let that group of people kill them directly!
In the alley in the distance, the young people who were running out of breath looked at each other and then laughed loudly.

These people were not as scary as they imagined. When they were pinned to the ground and beaten, they seemed to be no different from poor creatures!
All of this is just like what Lance said, you are strong and they are weak!

(End of this chapter)