Shadow Empire

Chapter 61 Eat more when you are hungry
Kent was also a little hungry. He worked until midnight yesterday. From the time he woke up this morning, he was so hungry that he could almost eat a whole cow!
He rubbed his hands excitedly on his pants, then rubbed his hands and waited for dinner to be served.

The rapid secretion of saliva in his mouth made his desire to eat something even more anxious. He swallowed the excess saliva in his mouth, and then said impatiently, "What are you two idiots doing standing there?"

Kent looked at the two people who had already left the door and stood by the door without moving. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "Hurry up and bring the things over. Don't tell me you went out for a walk and didn't buy any food!"

As the owner of an underground casino and the younger brother of a high-ranking gang member, ever since he personally beat to death with a baseball bat the neighbor who had been bullying him and his brothers, he would get angry at anyone who did not satisfy him, except his brother!

However, the moment the third person walked out from behind the door, he turned around and ran towards the room behind him without even moving his butt from the chair.

The chair had armrests that got caught on his pants, which disrupted his sprinting movement. He fell to the ground, kneeling on one knee while pushing his other leg on the ground, about to stand up.

At this moment, deep in his heart, he greeted the entire family of his trusted thugs and the gatekeeper thugs three times.

And I had the idea that after this matter was over, I must teach them a lesson.

However, before he could run into the room, gunshots rang out.

In fact, the firing sound of a small-caliber revolver like the McGregor defensive pistol is not very loud, but this happened in a closed room, and everyone would be startled.

Kent, who was about to stand up, fell back to the ground. He supported himself with one hand, ensured his balance, and slowly raised his hands.

"No need, Brother Lance, it's only fifteen hundred dollars!"

Yesterday he was telling these thugs that Lance and his friends were idiots, but now, it seems that he is the one who is actually stupid.

With his back to Lance, he had no idea who had been shot, but he didn't dare bet on whether the next bullet would hit him.

Lance walked over to the chair across from his original chair and sat down, placing the food on the table.

Ennio and the others have also come in, holding guns in their hands.

Erwin drove the thugs together and asked one of Ennio's friends to guard the door. The room was completely under Lance's control.

"I heard you shouting you were hungry before you even came in. Come and eat something." He sat down with a smile on his face, and didn't look like he was here to seek revenge at all.

Kent was very nervous. He turned around slowly and looked at Lance. "I'm screwed, Lance. The fifteen hundred dollars is in the room. I'm giving it back to you now."

Lance raised his hand and gestured for him to sit down first. "I heard that you have been busy all night and haven't eaten anything. You must be starving. Come, eat something first. I haven't eaten yet."

He put the gun away, then tore open the food bag, and the aroma of the elbow wafted out all at once!

This is a delicatessen with a lot of cooking experience. They first cook the pork elbows with spices until they are slightly soft, then take them out to drain the water, and then immediately put them into a pan of boiling oil to fry until the surface is crispy.

Now these pork elbows have crispy skin and thick layers of fat. Now they are cut into pieces, and the aroma makes everyone even hungrier.

"Great, I love pork elbows!" He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. It was indeed delicious, both in texture and taste, though a little salty.

He looked at Kent, who was still afraid to eat, and invited him, "You should try it too, it's really delicious. If I were to ask you, your friend is very smart and chose the most suitable food!"

Kent still didn't do anything, just looked at Lance, "You don't have to do this, Lance, I will give you the money, and then..."

Lance suddenly stood up and punched Kent on the head, causing his head to shake violently and he was completely dazed!
After beating the idiot, he rubbed his wrist and sat back down.

This kind of swinging punch has a strong impact on the wrist and is a bit uncomfortable.

"I fucking told you to eat, and if you say another word, I'll pull your tongue out!" The smile disappeared from his face, leaving only seriousness.

Kent was silent for a while, his cheeks visibly swollen. After thinking for more than ten seconds, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he even raised his left eyebrow. "I'll listen to you. You have the final say now."

This sentence sounded like he had already admitted defeat, but Lance and himself knew that this sentence did not mean admitting defeat, because it had another meaning -

You have the final say now, but next time, that may not be the case!

Kent has abundant and huge gang resources behind him. He doesn't believe that Camille can't deal with young people like Lance, so he will make up for the losses he has suffered now.

His apparent surrender was just to avoid being beaten. He was not like some stupid gang members at the bottom who still insisted on their bottom line. His bottom line was very flexible.

He was slightly bent over, but kept his head up, staring at Lance. He grabbed two large pieces of chopped elbow with his right hand and stuffed them into his mouth, looking like a starving ghost.

His eyes gave Lance the feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake. He knew that Kent was convinced with his words and actions, but not in his heart.

A smile appeared on Lance's face again, but this smile made Kent's thugs around him feel cold in their hearts!
"Look, my friend, it's not that difficult. We are friends, right?"

Lance also picked up a piece of meat and ate it in small bites. Ken nodded but said nothing.

"Then you must know what I do."

Kent hesitated for a moment, and Lance made a gesture for him to continue eating. Then he ate and said, "You are from the financial company."

Lance pointed at him, "I knew it. We're good friends. You must know what I do."

"So you took 15,000 from me yesterday. When can you return it to me?"

"Even though we are friends, we still have to settle accounts." Kent was about to stop, but Lance pointed at the meat and told him to continue eating. He had no choice but to continue eating, "I don't have that much."

It was blatant blackmail, but even though he knew it was blackmail, he had no way of refusing because he was the one who blackmailed first yesterday. He just didn't expect Lance to have such a big appetite.

Moreover, he had already started to feel uncomfortable and even a little dizzy!

When he first ate the meat, he didn't feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, he ate very quickly because he was hungry for most of the day.

Especially those crusts that are half-separated from the fat. The crust and fat are a perfect match, with the crispy and tender elements perfectly blended together. The texture is good, the flavor is fragrant, and every bite is sizzling with oil!

But now, after eating several pieces in a row, the fat became greasy and disgusting, and he didn't want to eat it anymore.

Kent was not a fat man, and even if he was, it would be difficult for him to eat so much fat at once. He subconsciously grabbed his collar and started putting food into his mouth again.

"Yesterday I chose to take out the money to make both of us look decent, Kent, and I hope you can do the same today and make both of us look decent."

As soon as Kent stopped, Lance told him to continue eating, "You can think while you eat."

At this time, Kent greeted the whole family of his trusted thug nine times again. Why did the son of a bitch buy so many?
He stuffed meat into his mouth mechanically and said vaguely, "I really don't have that much money. Give me a few days and I will definitely be able to raise it."

Lance stopped talking and looked at Ethan, "My friend doesn't have a good appetite, help him eat faster."

Erwin whispered something in Ethan's ear, and Ethan came over with a grin. In Kent's horrified eyes, he grabbed handfuls of meat and stuffed them into his mouth.

He can hardly breathe!
Although Ethan was only twenty years old, he was over 1.80 meters tall and had the strength to match his physique. Kent had no chance to fight back. He just watched Ethan stuffing Kent with handfuls of meat. Kent struggled but could not get it out.

He slapped Ethan's arm and even the table hard, and Lance made Ethan stop temporarily.

He spat out a large piece of meat from his mouth, took a deep breath, and almost choked to death on the meat!

But at the same time, he also realized that if he didn't take out the money, he would be dead.

"In the safe."

Lance glanced at Erwin, and Erwin took the two of them to move the safe out.

Kent squatted beside the safe and looked at Lance again, as if he wanted to engrave Lance's appearance deeply in his mind.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then he turned back, turned the combination lock, and opened the safe.

Then he stood up and took a step back.

Ethan stood beside Lance holding the safe. The outside of this thing was made of steel plates and the inside was made of concrete. It weighed at least a hundred pounds, but Ethan didn't seem to feel any pain at all when holding it!
What a monster!

His attention was quickly drawn to the safe, which contained about 30,000 yuan and some gold jewelry. It was possible that the gambler had lost so much money that he took out his wife's jewelry and used it directly.

There were also some chips from the Kodak family, and it seemed that Kent also liked to play a few hands. What surprised him was that there was also a pistol inside.

The semi-automatic pistol, also produced by McGray Arms, can hold nine rounds in the magazine, and if a separate bullet is pressed into the chamber, the whole gun can be fired ten times.

This pistol has been around for a while and is very popular because of its convenience.

Unlike a revolver, changing the bullet is troublesome.

Lance took the pistol in his hand and looked at it. He removed the magazine and found it was full of bullets. Then he looked at Kent and said, "You could have tried to resist just now."

Kent didn't say anything. He could indeed resist, but at most he could kill one person, and then he would be beaten into a sieve.

He never thought that he would die here, he still had a good future waiting for him.

It was just a loss of money, he had a way to get it back many times over, and he swore that he would make Lance pay a heavy price!

Lance glanced at Erwin, who immediately came over and said, "Take it aside and pack the money."

Kent breathed a sigh of relief at this time. He looked at Lance and said, "I have already given you the money. You can leave!" He was even a little angry when he said this, as if... this "plot" was over.

He no longer feels threatened!

Lance motioned for him to sit opposite him again. Facing the weapon in Lance's hand, Kent had no choice but to do as he was told and swore several more oaths, all of which were oaths to take revenge on Lance.

"You have a good memory. Do you remember what I said yesterday?"

Kent shook his head. “I don’t know what you mean.”

"A few thousand dollars is enough for illegal immigrants like us to risk our lives."

“Kent, there are tens of thousands of dollars here, I’m scared!”

(End of this chapter)