Shadow Empire

Chapter 659: Bad Plan and I'm Not Cowardly

Things are developing too fast, and many things may need to be redeployed.

After Mr. Hof left, Richie called Joshua and briefly explained the situation here.

When he heard that Mr. Hof had run away and the situation was not very optimistic, he couldn't help but frown.

At this moment he had an indescribable "telepathy" and he felt that they would not get the results they wanted this time!
This kind of telepathy doesn't occur often, but when it does, it's accurate most of the time.

As a "saint", he should not be superstitious about this, but after being exposed to so many superstitious things, he became more or less superstitious.

Superstition is superstition, but we still have to do what we should do. What if this is really superstition?

"Wait a moment, I'll call Mr. Charles to discuss the current situation."

After he hung up the phone, he called Mr. Charles directly. Fortunately, the other party was also on the phone, and the two of them quickly got through. After briefly understanding the situation, Joshua gave Mr. Charles Richie's number.

Mr. Charles then called Richie.

"What's your plan with Hof?"

"I mean how are you going to take out Lance?"

Richie did not hide anything and told it honestly.

"Lance has a sister. Although there is a high probability that this sister has no blood relationship with him, I heard that he still pays close attention to this sister."

"Mr. Hoff and I had the idea of ​​using this sister to attract Lance to the school."

"The school won't allow Lance to bring so many gangsters in. At that time, there will only be two or three people around him at most."

"Now is the best time for us to take action. We should ambush him in the school first. As long as he comes and enters the school, he will be dead!"

Mr. Charles originally had his own idea. He thought he could use the noise created by the refugee Hope to attract Lance over.

But now thinking about it, the countermeasures that Rich and Hoff came up with are actually highly executable. After thinking for a while, he gave his support, "This is an excellent plan, and I also think it has a high executable rate."

"But!", a turn that should have happened, he slightly emphasized his tone, "We can't think of him as that simple, that's Lance!"

"Although I don't want to admit this, I have to admit that as an 'opponent', Lance is undoubtedly qualified!"

"If you don't have the chance to do it, don't force it. We will have other opportunities, and we still have an important card in our hand that we haven't played yet."

He was talking about Arthur.

Dealing with Lance does not necessarily mean they can deal with Mayor Williams. After dealing with Mayor Williams, they can turn around and deal with Lance. Now that they have fallen out, attacking Lance has a lower priority than facing Mayor Williams directly.

It's like... two friends have an argument, and at first they just curse at each other, then it starts to get into a minor fight.

You hit my arm and I kick your leg, and everything is still under control.

At this time, if you can make the opponent unable to attack, that is, hold Lance down, then you will obviously have more advantages.

But both sides have been completely irritated by each other and have begun to attack without regard for the consequences. Attacking the opponent's vital points, such as the head, is obviously more valuable than continuing to attack the opponent's shoulders and arms.

Richie agreed and did it immediately.

No matter how things change outside, it will not affect anything in the school.

Rowling White is a boarding student at this private school, one of the best in Jingang City.

Rowling was actually not too young, but she did not go to school much and was imprisoned at home just after graduating from elementary school.

No one knows what happened in that terrible place, but there is no doubt that she was covered in bruises.

She was sent back to school by Lance, a middle school, for her second year, and after the winter she would be in the ninth grade.

At the end of next summer vacation, she will be a high school student.

She is older than other students in the class, but her figure does not seem more mature or bigger than her age. Instead, she looks a little thin.

Due to long-term abuse and inner fear, her development was somewhat delayed.

However, her classmates did not bully her because this is a private school and all students' behavioral codes in school come from the guidance and requirements of their parents.

Children in private schools mature earlier than those in public schools. Mentally, they understand from an early age that the world is not fair and that they and their families are not the center of the world.

Their parents would not let them curry favor with Rowling, but they would ask them not to tease or hurt Rowling.

Except for a few people, few people can withstand the revenge of the Leslance family.

Rowling felt safe and quiet at school, but seemed a little lonely and had few friends.

The teachers at school seemed to be somewhat repulsive to her because of her status as the nominal brother.

But this is already life in heaven, with no abuse, no fear, being able to study every day, delicious food and beautiful clothes. There is nothing happier than this.

In the morning, she went to the toilet and came back to prepare for the next class. At this time, a female classmate suddenly shouted, "My jewelry is gone."

If this kind of thing happened in a public school, the "jewelry" would probably just be a small item worth a few cents.

But on private campuses, that can really be a high-priced piece of jewelry.

Soon the teachers came to the classroom, along with some security guards.

After the teachers asked some simple questions, a middle-aged woman who should be the vice principal stood on the podium and said, "This is the first time such a thing has happened since our school was founded!"

"I hope that this student's jewelry just fell somewhere she didn't notice, such as on the playground or in a corner of a corridor, but it shouldn't appear in someone's pocket or schoolbag."

"I don't want it to become something that we, and you, should feel ashamed of, but we have to consider it this way."

"We need to be responsible for every student, as well as for society and morality, so I implore all students to agree that we check your school bags and pockets."

Soon someone said "I agree", everyone was saying it, and Rowling didn't take anything from anyone, she also raised her hand, "I agree!"

But she didn't notice that the girl who lost something saw her raise her hand and joined in, breathing a sigh of relief.

Although she didn't know why her father asked her to do this, she understood one thing since she was a child.

She depends on her father for everything she has.

As her father became better and better, her family became more and more respectable, and she could wear beautiful clothes, wear expensive jewelry, and do whatever she wanted.

If her father got into trouble, the family's conditions would continue to decline, and she would become like those ordinary girls she looked down upon and fall into the dust.

As long as father is here, everything is safe!
So her father said so, then she did it!
Seeing that no one objected, the vice principal immediately signaled to the teachers and guards to start checking the students' backpacks, desks and pockets.

As more and more people were checked, everyone gradually breathed a sigh of relief, and some even thought that the girl must have lost it accidentally.

until--

"Ms. Rowling, what is this?"

A female teacher stood in front of Rowling and took out an exquisite jewel ornament from her schoolbag.

The girl in the distance screamed loudly, "That's mine, it's mine!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Rowling's face, filled with astonishment, surprise, confusion, dissatisfaction, disgust, and hatred...

At this moment, she felt like the whole world was targeting her!

"I... don't know why it's here!", she explained, but it was obvious that no one believed her.

There was a kind of contempt in the vice-principal's condescending eyes. For a gang leader's sister, a lowly woman, isn't it just right for her to commit a crime like stealing something?

The vice principal didn't listen to her explanation and said, "Take your schoolbag and come to my office. We need to talk about this seriously." Rowling emphasized again and again that it was not her who took it, but obviously no one cared.

The whispered discussions in her ears almost made her unable to breathe. She could already hear the blatant call of "thief" in her ears. Their gazes hurt her, and she quickly chased after them with her schoolbag in hand.

A few minutes later, in the office, in front of her, the vice principal called the number Lance left.

"…That's probably the situation. I think you should come over."

Lance scratched his head. He almost forgot about this "sister" mainly because the two sides had hardly any contact.

After a brief thought, he agreed, "I'll come over when I'm free."

"You'd better come now, Mr. Lance," the vice principal emphasized again.

Lance thought about it for a moment, "Okay, I'll be there soon."

He put down the phone and shook his head. Erwin stood up, but Lance looked at Hiram, "Bring the men and weapons, let's go out."

"Who do you want to kill?" Hiram, who hadn't fought on the front line for a long time, began to get itchy.

Killing one's own kind is addictive, the feeling of holding the fate of others in your hands, watching them beg for mercy at the point of your gun, watching them crawl on the ground abandoning all dignity just to survive.

That feeling, that feeling of controlling everything, is somewhat addictive!
Hiram is not that perverted yet, but he likes the feeling of firing a gun. At that moment, he is God!

Lance shook his head, "I'm not sure, but it's always better to be careful."

"Law Lin... my so-called sister got into trouble at school. She didn't get into trouble before, but now it happened suddenly. We have to be careful."

"If this is a trap, then we break it!"

"If not, it won't affect us at all."

Soon a convoy of five vehicles left from behind the company. There were at least five people in each vehicle. The team of more than 20 people were all good players. They were confident that they could face any challenge and defeat their opponents.

The private school that Rowling attends is in the Valley District. The scenery and environment there are nice, and the development time of the Valley District is relatively later, so the land was cheaper at that time.

Some private schools are there.

When the convoy arrived at the school, they were not able to enter the parking lot immediately because a security guard stopped them.

"I'm sorry, sir, but you're not allowed that many people in."

"The school's rules state that no matter who you are, only three people can enter!"

The security guard looked at them seriously and read out the school's management regulations.

Lance sat in the car, looking at him through the half-open window, "Do you know who I am?"

The security guard shook his head. “I don’t know who you are, sir, but rules are rules!”

"Even if you are the President, you must abide by the school rules!"

He was neither humble nor arrogant, and seemed to have experienced many such things, and in the end the parents always compromised.

After all, people are willing to send their children to study here not because of the quality of teaching. There are many factors that have nothing to do with learning that influence people.

Based on the influence of these people themselves, the school management has also become tougher.

If it were an ordinary person, he might have really given in. For example, if it was a relatively small character, he would definitely not dare to force it because there was a child of a big shot among them.

As long as the school board and those big shots twist their tongues, they will get into big trouble.

But to Lance, he is the biggest here——

Besides, neither James nor Arthur had any children, so the only family of higher status than his in the city could not have any influence over him.

Lance smiled and said, "You can call your principal or something and tell him that he has two choices now."

"Either let my convoy in, and I'll listen to what they plan to say to me."

"Or I can take my people and leave now, but they will have to pay for the consequences themselves."

Seeing that the security guard seemed to want to emphasize his position, Lance didn't give him any chance and said, "You are just a small character. Don't let yourself get hurt for something that has nothing to do with you!"

The security guard looked at Lance hesitantly, but finally chose to make the phone call.

He was talking on the phone in the security booth while describing the situation of the convoy and Lance's appearance. Soon he came over with an embarrassed look on his face, "Sir, you can go in."

The school gate was slowly pushed open. Lance glanced at him and rolled up the car window.

At this time, several people in the administrative building in the distance frowned, "They didn't stop Lance's people. Do we still have to take action later?"

David was shaking his legs in annoyance. There were five cars and at least twenty people. There were only seven of them. He was a little unconfident in dealing with so many people!
More importantly, if Lance cannot be taken away with one shot, reinforcements from the Lance family will arrive here soon.

Although he expressed his intention to dedicate the rest of his life to God when he joined the Holy Bell Party, this does not mean that he wants to serve God now!

As the convoy got closer, David became more and more nervous. Finally, he exhaled heavily and said, "Forget it."

The others also breathed a sigh of relief. If they really took action, it would be no different from committing suicide.

Although they didn't need to die, everyone had a look of embarrassment on their faces. They didn't seem to be as fearless of sacrifice as they had imagined.

David was also embarrassed. As the captain, he explained, "With so many of them, we may not succeed. It will also alert Lance, making it even harder to succeed next time."

It seemed that he gave up the assassination not because he was timid, but because he was considering whether the organization's plan could succeed.

The people under his command also echoed him.

This action and process will become a secret in their hearts that they will never want to mention for the rest of their lives.

Lance arrived at the vice-principal's office without any obstruction. As soon as he entered, he saw Rowling standing by the wall.

When Rowling saw him, her eyes lit up for a moment, then she became a little ashamed.

The vice principal stood up and walked around the table to shake hands with Lance, but Lance did not shake hands with her. Instead, he sat on the sofa next to her.

He crossed his legs and looked at the vice principal, "I'm here, what do you want to tell me?"

There was a flash of anger in the vice-principal's eyes. It was not that she didn't know Lance, but she had come into contact with too many powerful families.

Even the wealthy people in the Bay Area or people from political families were polite to her.

Previously, two children from the Wade family also attended classes here, and Congressman Wade’s second son was also very polite and courteous every time he came here.

She was a little confused that people's politeness and courtesy towards her did not actually come from her own strength.

She got these wrong.

Now, the smile on her face disappeared, and she returned to her chair and sat down. "Rowling stole a classmate's things in class. This is the first time since our school was founded. This is extremely bad!"

"I hope you can choose a new school for Rowling. A student like her... I'm sorry, we can't continue to let her study here!"

She said it in a very decisive tone. Hearing her say that, Rowling bit her lip with a stern face, and her eyes turned red.

Lance turned around, looked at Rowling, and waved to her. The girl walked to Lance's side, about half a meter away.

"Did you steal from your classmates?", he asked.

Rowling's tears could no longer be stopped from flowing. She lowered her head, said nothing, and looked extremely aggrieved!
Lance reached out and wiped the tears from her face, and asked gently again, "Tell me the truth. If you took her things, then it is your fault. We have to bear the consequences and price for your mistake."

"But if you didn't take it, and they wrongly accused you..." Lan held her face and made her look at him, "then they should pay the price!"

(End of this chapter)