Shadow Empire

Chapter 682 Young People's Big Action

A strange country, a strange society, and a group of unwilling souls.

This is why the lower classes of society in the Federation, an immigrant country, are like a breeding ground for gangs, with new gangs constantly emerging.

The society does not give these young people at the bottom of society a way to survive. Before they can see the beautiful side of the world, their heads are pushed under the water.

If you don't struggle, you will die. Everyone will struggle with all their might!
Some of the young people in the room might be really brave, as they were violent and aggressive people before they came here.

Some of them may not be really brave, but they are willing to give it a try for a better life.

Every minute and every second, there are countless people who are willing to fight for a better future.

It’s just that some people may only fight for one or two dollars, and there are very few people who can fight for a better future.

Carl sat in the chair and looked at them. He now vaguely felt the pleasure of being able to decide the life and death of others!

No matter who they are or what role they play, when he makes a decision, those people will pay the price with their lives!

He felt a little light-headed, as if he had taken several puffs of cigars in a row and felt a little dizzy.

Power is indeed the most mellow cigarette and the strongest liquor, bringing people the ultimate enjoyment!
The young men in the room looked at him and began to express their opinions one by one. Even though some people fell behind, in the end everyone expressed their willingness to serve Carl and Carl's boss.

"Good, I was not wrong about you." Carl's mind was filled with Lance's appearance, including some small movements that Lance himself didn't notice.

"My target this time is Hope. Does anyone know him?"

There were seven or eight young men of about his age in the room, one or two of whom looked particularly vicious and born evil.

The way he looks at people doesn't seem like he is looking at a person, but rather like he is looking at a dead object.

At first, Carl didn't dare to look them in the eye, but gradually, he became more confident because he knew that he was richer than these people, he had guns, and he had a backer.

Killing him might be easy, but it also means that the person who killed him would have to pay the price.

He realized this very clearly. He was safe until he was forced into a desperate situation and no one wanted to die with him.

He has to play the role of a dog well, only in this way does he have value in existing.

He looked at those fierce young men with calm eyes, and meeting their gazes, those unruly and ferocious eyes gradually softened.

Their cruelty cannot fill their stomachs, their cruelty cannot allow them to wear warm clothes, and their cruelty cannot change the circumstances of their families!

What people desire most is growing up, and the saddest thing is also growing up.

As you grow up, you will realize your mediocrity and powerlessness through repeated blows.

When I was a child, I always felt that there was nothing in the world that I couldn’t solve, but when I grew up, I found that, in fact, I couldn’t solve any problem.

Someone nodded. "I know. Many people call him 'The Light of Slade'."

"He was always working for the benefit of the Slade people. I don't know the details, but that's what people say."

Someone next to him also nodded and said, "I've heard about that too, but people outside who can't afford to eat still can't afford to eat. But I heard that he has moved into a big house, and someone saw him being picked up by a luxury car."

Others have also said some rumors about Hope, some of which are positive and some are negative.

Hope's actions in recent times have indeed been good, with big slogans and great ideals and ambitions.

He gave many people the illusion that the future would get better and better, which was also the driving force that supported Yi Xi'e people to persevere, so people were willing to support him.

Karl nodded. He placed one hand on the armrest and slowly rubbed the edge of the armrest with his middle and ring fingers. “Your target is him. The boss doesn’t want to see him alive.”

"kill him!"

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be a little frozen. Although these young men looked very fierce and some of them had even hurt others, they had never killed anyone.

Not everyone can have this kind of experience, and their target is someone who is relatively famous among them.

Karl's words sounded simple, but they hit the ground hard.

He looked at these people, his eyes constantly moving on their faces, "What you need to consider is how to kill him. As for what happens after killing him, the boss will solve it for you."

"The police will appear at the scene immediately. Don't resist. Put down your weapons as required by the police. Raise your hands and let the police arrest you..."

When he said these words, he was also observing the changes in expressions of his peers. Some of them did have some changes in expression, but not much.

"Police officers are also our people. Although you will be arrested and even sentenced, don't worry, you will be released soon."

"This is Jingang City, Mr. Lance's Jingang City!" He emphasized his tone, which also increased the confidence of these young people.

"This is actually a kind of protection for you. And if any of you really do it, I promise that when you get out, I will take you to see the boss."

The last sentence touched these young people.

In fact, everyone is privately discussing why Carl was able to replace Bony?
The most common view is that Carl was there when Bonny was kicked out.

To a big shot like Mr. Lance, Bonnie, Carl, or anyone else, it's all essentially the same - "If I were there, I could do it too!"

So for these young people, this is an opportunity!
The atmosphere in the room was a little solemn, and Karl's expression was very serious. "This is an opportunity given to us by the boss. You should have been here for a while, and you have heard the rumors about the Lance family."

“We take advantage of the opportunity and we are one of them.”

"I don't think I need to explain to you how important this is to us."

"This may be the only chance in my life!"

"You, me, everyone will get benefits from it that we can hardly imagine. Maybe we will have a bar and we can make more money every day."

“Each of us can become a rich and powerful person, live in a villa in the Bay Area, drive a delicious restaurant worth thousands or tens of thousands of dollars, and never be bothered by the things that bother us now!”

He clenched his fists, "Don't miss this opportunity!"

To put it simply, for most people, opportunities and seizing them are like a light that never appears in their lifetime.

Someone started to think about it seriously. “Hope must have bodyguards. I heard that he has connections with some big shots in this city.”

Hope's success was noticed by some people, and some talented people wanted to become the second Hope, but they knew they could not follow Hope's old path.

Hope has already reached the end of this track. Even if we run forward along the path he has created, we will never be able to overtake him. He represents the limit of this track.

If you want to make a living through this track and have enough food to eat, then maybe that's no problem.

But if you want to stand out and become a superior person, it is definitely not possible.

Don't underestimate these refugees. In order to successfully escape to the Federation, especially the first batch of refugees, they are definitely not stupid.

Hope's success made them realize their own value and the value of the refugees around them. Since Hope can do it, why can't they?

Hope advocates that "refugees should stand up", so can they advocate that "refugees should rely on the federal government"?

Changing a track may not necessarily allow you to go further than Hope, but at least there is still a little chance on this track, not no chance at all.

When these people spread this idea, they naturally had to criticize Hope's views to attract more people's attention.

Political speculators are always like this. When ordinary individuals are still considering the collective and collective honor, political speculators have already begun to consider how to package the collective and sell it at a good price.

It's not just these refugees, it's the same across the Federation, the Empire, and the entire world.

While for most this is a disaster, for a small number it is full of opportunity.

Hope himself is very clear about his true thoughts and intentions, and he does have some bodyguards around him to protect his safety.

Another young man with a shaved head and several scars on his head followed up, saying, "If Hope had professional bodyguards around him, it would be difficult for us to get close to him."

Carl seemed to already know about these problems. "What if I give you weapons?"

"Gun!" This sentence made Carl's status in their minds a little higher.

The young people in the room looked at each other and nodded, "If you have a gun, there's no problem."

"We don't need to get close to him, just a little closer."

In fact, none of them had ever used a pistol, but they subconsciously thought it was not difficult. However, Lance and Carl told him that he must try firing a few shots to get familiar with it before taking action.

Carl nodded and said, "Mr. Lance has already considered this. He will arrange for someone to deliver the things later."

"Think about how to do this first."

About twenty minutes later, Lance's people brought a travel bag. When Carl brought the travel bag back to the room, put it on the table and opened it, everyone took a breath of cold air, and then let out a long exhalation.

A travel bag of weapons, including, in addition to the regular pistols, two sawn-off shotguns.

This type of shotgun does not require very high shooting skills. As long as the target and the muzzle are roughly in line, you can pull the trigger and it will definitely hit the target if it is not too far away.

These young men each held a weapon in their hands, and an inexplicable strength grew from the bottom of their hearts, as if nothing in the world could trouble them anymore!

There was a burst of gunfire in the basement, and a little later they dispersed.

Their plan was simple: find a way to get close to Hope and then shoot him. It was simple and crude, but sometimes it might not be without merit.

Hope was still in his house at this time, and there were some people around him besides those who had gone out to work.

"Recently, there have been some people here...who have completely different views from yours, and they have also attracted a group of people."

The person who was speaking was a veteran who had followed Hope in the early days, but this guy followed Hope not because he was attracted by his personal charm, but purely because he could fill his stomach by following him.

Many people imagine the term "interest group" to be something grand, but in fact it is all around us, and we may even be a member of a certain interest group.

When you sincerely want to protect a group for your own benefit, you are part of an interest group.

Hope has formed an interest group with him as the core. If he can go further in the future, this interest group will continue to expand.

His upper limit is the upper limit of this interest group.

Therefore, some people here will keep a close eye on external forces and try to find those who pose a threat to them.

After hearing the news, Hope just felt speechless, but he didn't have any other special emotions. After all, to him, there was not much difference between him and these people.

After listening to some of these people's views, he could only shake his head. Some of these people advocated "integration into the federation", while others advocated "making efforts to make the federation accept them". Overall, they were going against the public opinion of the refugees.

He didn't think these people posed a threat, so he didn't care that much.

As a new round of conflict is about to break out, Hope's emotions are not as stable as he appears.

He was very clear about one thing: whether this matter succeeded or not, he would be in danger.

If he succeeds, the mayor's faction will definitely find a way to kill him.

If he fails, he will lose the attention of the Bay Area, and it will be easier for the mayor's faction to kill him.

But he has to bear these possibilities and consequences; this is the price of "growing up".

As he listened, he became a little impatient. He raised his hand, and everyone around him stopped and looked at him.

"Okay, I understand. I need to take a rest."

Since Hope made such a request, the others naturally had nothing to say and they all stood up and left.

Hope returned to his bedroom, went to the window and lit a cigarette.

He couldn't calm down now, felt a little irritable and couldn't concentrate.

Snowflakes were flying outside the window, and for some reason he wanted to reach out and touch them.

He opened the window and the cold air blew in from outside. The wind from the seaside cut his hands and face like a knife. He reached out to catch some snowflakes, watching them melt into snow water in his palms, feeling inexplicably sad.

The air outside the window was too cold, so he quickly closed the window again, looked at the snow scene with snowflakes flying all over the sky, and shook his head.

I wonder how many people will freeze to death this winter.

Thinking of this, he suddenly burst into laughter. Why did he think of considering these things?

Shouldn't he consider how he can successfully enter politics after things succeed?
The vision of a better future dispelled some of the sadness that came from nowhere in his heart. He glanced at the pedestrians hurrying on the roadside outside the house, then put out the cigarette in the ashtray and returned to bed.

He originally wanted to go out for a walk, but it was snowing and travel was inconvenient. He didn't like snow, nor did he like going out on snowy days because his shoes would get wet.

He didn't know that he had only been standing at the window for a short while when two young men across the street noticed him.

The two men looked at each other, and one of them quickly left.

He actually didn't walk very far, only five or six minutes at most, and then entered a pried-open house on the side of the road.

This situation occurred throughout the Xingang District, where houses on the roadside were randomly knocked down and then occupied by refugees.

It seems like some houses are packed with people!
Mayor Williams actually knows about the situation here, but he doesn't have any good solutions.

The reason these people broke into the door was not to get money or anything like that, they just wanted to live.

Although the buildings were not heated, the temperature inside was still very low.

But even so, the probability of survival living here is much greater than living outside.

"Hope is still in that house."

"We saw quite a few people go in there, and it was difficult not to alert others to him."

The expressions on the young people's faces were a little ugly. They now had weapons, but there was no hope if they couldn't get close to Hope even with weapons.

They had already realized this in the basement, and it was normal to miss the target with three shots at a distance of ten meters.

Even after a short period of familiarization, there is still a process from aiming to hitting the target, which is different from what they imagine as just pulling out the gun and shooting.

This is still a distance of ten meters, what about twenty meters?
What about thirty meters?

Hope is in the house now, and no one dares to kill him even if he stands by the window.

The bald boy scratched his head. Although he had shaved his head and only had short stubble, dandruff was still flying everywhere. "We have to find a way to get into the house, otherwise we won't be able to get close to him."

They are good at fighting, and even worse, they can hack and stab, but they really have no way to deal with this kind of "assassination" which is obviously beyond their scope.

Several people had no idea what to do. Some suggested pretending to deliver food or pretending to deliver coffee, but both ideas were rejected. They then had someone specifically to do this.

When they were running out of ideas, someone suddenly suggested, "Why don't we wait for him to come out?"

It is said that the bald guy had stabbed someone before when he was in Slade, and he is also very ruthless. He is also considered a person who can make decisions among this group of people.

He rolled his eyes and asked, "Wait until he comes out and then what?"

"How do we start?"

"Since we are so far away, it is difficult for us to kill him immediately. Once he escapes or gets into the car, we will be helpless!"

The person who made this suggestion said with a smile on his face, "Who says we have to stay far away?"

"We can just wait for him outside the door of that house!"

The bald man's first reaction was that it was impossible. "His bodyguards won't allow us to get too close. It's unrealistic."

The man explained, "We can pretend to be beggars..."

(End of this chapter)