Shadow Empire

Chapter 699: Failed Ambush and Rescue Me

The leader of the Angel of Death sat in the car and looked at the brown glass door of the mall. He even saw Lance and his group walking out from inside.

Before coming, the big boss told him that if he could bring Lance back alive, it would be best to bring Lance back alive.

On the one hand, an honor kill requires a living object, not a corpse, otherwise it would not be an honor kill.

The Angels of Death, like all gangs, have their own way of honor killings.

The origin of this gang is related to highways. When dealing with special targets, they would erect a wooden stake structure on a certain section of the interstate highway, and then tie up the people who needed to be honorably killed and hang them upside down on the rope.

Then two trucks will crash into the guy from both sides of the road, and eventually the guy hanging in the air will be squeezed into a pulp.

According to some people who witnessed these honor kills, when the two truck heads collided, the person squeezed by them was like a... watermelon, potato, or tomato.

Then with a snap, flesh, internal organs, everything, exploded from the skin and splattered everywhere!

It looks very disgusting, but the people of the Angel of Death worship this.

In addition to requiring Lance to participate in such an honor kill, the big boss of the Angel of Death also learned about some changes in Jingang City through his channels.

After all, the senior cadres of the gang were killed in Jingang City, and the people who were chasing them also fled back in a panic. He had to know why his people died in Jingang City and why the people who were chasing them fled back.

You don't know until you investigate. Once you investigate, you also heard about the "200 million wine market" that Lance mentioned.

With such a huge market, even the Angel of Death wants to gain some benefits from it.

Even if you can't get it all, at least getting half of the market is good!

If we capture Lance, we might be able to take this opportunity to invade Jingang City, or even extort some money from him.

Since the market is so big, as the current dominant gang in Jingang City, they should have made a lot of money, right?
Of course, if it is really impossible to capture Lance alive, there is no need to do so. Killing him is also fine.

In short, no matter what, we can't let Lance leave here today!

The little boss touched the weapon in his arms. He actually hadn't fought with anyone for some time.

Because of the unique business atmosphere in Xinjin City, the gangs are all busy making money, so who would have the time to engage in a gunfight?
Moreover, a gunfight in Xinjin City is definitely not a smart decision. There are too many big shots living here, and these big shots can destroy him with just one phone call.

Even if gunfights occur here, they are often small-scale.

Today's scene was a little bit big. He felt his heart pounding and felt a little uncomfortable.

Their cars were not parked close to the roadside.

There is no parking space nearby. The area near the entrance of the mall is already full of cars. If you want to find a suitable parking space, it must be at least fifty meters away.

If they parked the car there, they were not sure whether Lance would walk towards them. What if Lance and his car were parked near the door, wouldn't they be doomed?

They couldn't stand at the entrance of the mall with weapons in hand, as that would make too much noise and they wouldn't be able to hide.

So he ordered his men to park their cars close to the cars parked on the roadside, so that they could respond immediately after Lance and the others came out. In case of an exchange of fire, the vehicles in the middle could also be used as cover.

His palms were full of sweat. Just as Lance and the others were about to come out of the mall, four mounted policemen unexpectedly came to the side of the convoy on horseback.

"You can't park here," a mounted police officer knocked on the car window, and when it was rolled down, he demanded.

The driver glanced at Little Boss, who also didn't know how to answer this question. He was stunned for two or three seconds, then replied, "We'll leave right away!"

"Don't try to play that on me. I know you too well. I told you that you can't park here!" the trooper said again. Then he stood up and looked at the place in the distance where there were some parking spaces. "There are enough parking spaces in front. You can park there."

Little Boss looked back at the crowd behind the brown glass door of the mall. It should be the mall manager who was handing out business cards to Lance. They would have at most one minute to come out.

Little Boss looked back at the policeman again, "I said, we'll leave right away. It'll only take a minute."

The policeman was already very impatient. He lowered his head and knocked hard on the roof of the car, making a banging sound.

Several other mounted policemen also realized that something was wrong and they all got off their horses.

Yes, horse.

In this congested and often gridlocked city, the police department has eliminated "traffic patrol" posts in the city center because of frequent traffic jams.

It will not only block the vehicles on those streets, but also the police, so now the traffic patrol police have been changed to mounted police.

They didn't ride motorcycles, but horses.

The officers surrounded the car, realizing that some of the other cars might be part of their group.

But now the two sides are at loggerheads, and the RCMP feels that his law enforcement powers have been challenged, which makes him very unhappy.

There are indeed many people in this city who cannot be provoked. It is precisely because of these people that some patrolmen and even policemen become somewhat extreme.

They were clearly doing the right thing, but just because they were doing the right thing, they were scolded because they provoked the wrong people.

Many Golden State police officers have experienced this situation. They will test the person, and if the person being tested does not have a strong background, then provoking them will result in a heavy price to pay.

The little Boss stared at the policeman outside the window of the cab, as if he was looking at an idiot. He even wanted to say "Are you fucking sick?" to summarize the other party's behavior!

But now, he didn't have so much time. He looked back again and saw that Lance and the others were about to come out.

He didn't want to mess up the task assigned to him because of a small policeman!
Fake!

He cursed inwardly, then took out a stack of money from his pocket, counted a few, held them between his index and middle fingers, and handed them over, "You pay the fine."

"Tell me if it's not enough."

The policeman looked at him, and he looked at the policeman without giving in. The two of them stared at each other.

This confrontation didn't actually last long, about five or six seconds. The policeman took a step back and stood up, which made Little Boss breathe a sigh of relief.

But then the other party pulled out a gun and pointed it at them, "Get out of the car, now, right now!"

"Fake!"

Several other mounted policemen immediately drew their pistols, and one of them even put a whistle to his mouth.

Whenever there was an exchange of fire, he would blow the whistle immediately.

The sound of these special whistles can be heard from far away. This is the city center, and there are mounted police everywhere. When they hear the sound of the whistle, they will come to support.

Looking at these policemen picking on him like crazy, Little Boss's head was buzzing!
He turned around to look at Lance and others who were standing at the door and looking over here, and then looked at the several mounted policemen outside the car door. His temples were throbbing with pain!
If he leaves this time, he will probably not get such a good opportunity next time. Besides, the big boss has already given the order. If he messes up, he will definitely be punished.

The bigger the gang, the stricter the punishment, because there is a disconnect between each class!

This is unlike a small gang, like the Lance Family, where Lance knows all of the senior gang members and most of the captains.

The cadres, on the other hand, knew all the captains and most of the lowest-level gang members.

Similarly, all the captains know all the lowest-level gang members because these members always work under a captain.

This forms a stable structure from top to bottom, without the need to establish severe punishments.

But the Angel of Death is different. This gang spans many states, has such a large territory and so many people that the top ruling class has almost no understanding of the lower classes.

The connection between them is not based on knowing each other, deep friendship and affection. They can only be managed by interests and punishment, just like those large enterprises. The larger the scale and the more formal the enterprise, the stricter and less humane the management system is, because there are too many people and there is no humaneness.

If he fails to handle this matter today, he will definitely be punished and may even lose his position as the small leader of Xinjin City.

Although this position was not a particularly good one, it still provided him with a lot of income every year. He really did not want to lose this position, nor did he want to be punished.

The competition among the Angels of Death is fierce and cruel. If he is punished and demoted this time.

The next time he wants to be promoted back, he may have to pay with his life!
In an instant, countless thoughts raced through his mind, his face gradually turned red. The police outside also vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and they felt a little regretful.

But at this point, neither side had any way out.

Two seconds later, the little leader cursed twice, then waved his hand, pulled out the weapon in his arms, and pulled the trigger continuously at the police outside the car window.

No matter what, we must take Lance away or kill him today!
As soon as the gunshots were heard, screams were heard all around, accompanied by shrill whistles. The remaining few police officers immediately began shooting at the car, but gang members in other vehicles nearby also began shooting at them.

There are too many of them!

In less than ten seconds, all the mounted police were killed, and the horses took advantage of the chaos to run away to an unknown place.

The moment they opened fire, Lance sensed danger. He tried his best to hide behind the walls of the shops and took out a pistol from his arms.

"You just said... you are willing to continue to serve me?"

The mall manager's face turned pale, but he nodded calmly, "Yes, sir, I'm happy to help you."

"Great, is there a back door here?"

"Staff access or something?"

The manager nodded quickly, "Yes, I wonder which way you want to go out?"

"Go to the parking lot..."

As they were talking, the little leader of the Angel of Death and his men got out of the car. Now that they had killed the police, they had to deal with Lance and his gang as soon as possible.

They did not use the name of the Angel of Death, but a small gang that had existed for several years. They usually smuggled some low-quality liquor and special medicines, and no one paid attention to them.

So even if the incident gets too big this time, they can continue to live freely by changing their skin.

But there is a prerequisite, we have to deal with Lance and the others as soon as possible!
The small leader was walking in the middle. Someone suddenly fired a few shots, breaking the glass of the mall's door. He turned around and looked at the guy who fired the shots, his eyes widened, "Are you fucking sick?"

The glass wasn't completely shattered, but it was broken into pieces.

At that time, there was no plexiglass or tempered glass, and shopping malls used ordinary thick glass.

These glasses will become very sharp when broken, as sharp as a knife.

They could have entered the mall quickly, but now they have to be careful not to get hurt by the glass!
Before he could finish his words, he heard gunshots in the mall. He instinctively shrank his head and then ran to the side.

Both sides started shooting and returning fire around the gate, and now it was getting troublesome!
The little boss already regretted it. He should have not been so impulsive earlier. But now it has come to this point and it is too late to say anything.

Lance had no intention of escaping. There was no need for him to run in the Cleveland Senator's "territory".

As long as the other party can't rush in, he won't be anxious at all!
Hiram led a dozen people and ran to the side door. Their cars were parked in the parking lot on the side, and their weapons were in the cars.

Lance personally led his men to hold these people back at the gate.

The exchange of fire lasted for about three or four minutes. They tried to rush into the mall, but the sharp broken glass on the ground did not allow them to do so. The little leader gritted his teeth, cursed a few words, and immediately made a decision, "Retreat!"

"Stop fighting, the police are coming!"

The Xinjin City police can respond in about twelve minutes, which they had calculated before. In fact, there are already quite a few police officers around, including mounted police.

The main reason they didn't come over was because they were afraid of death and were waiting for support.

The gunfight inside was so intense that they didn't dare to go in casually!
Being a police officer is just a job, there is no need to risk your life for a job.

With the decision made by the little leader, the other members retreated while shooting. They had to get back to the car before they could leave.

At this time, Hiram had already rushed into the parking lot. He opened the car door while cursing and pulled out a box from under the back seat. There were two submachine guns and several drum magazines in the box.

His special weapon, others also found submachine guns in the back seats of their cars. Since Lance was besieged twice, each car was a small mobile arsenal!
"Marefake, today we will let the people of Xinjin City see how powerful we are!"

He rushed to the roadside holding a submachine gun, and at that moment the small leader and his men had returned to the car. As the convoy started to escape, they happened to run into Hiram and his men who rushed out from the roadside.

A dozen people all holding submachine guns and firing, this might be the most exciting scene the little leader has ever seen in his life!
The windshield in front was shattered in an instant, and then some bloody holes appeared on the driver's head, face, and chest, and the whole person fell directly on the steering wheel.

As he fell, the car also hit the side of the road.

Some of the cars behind were also affected, but the two cars in the front were the most seriously affected.

The people in the car didn't care about fighting back or not. They stepped on the accelerator to the limit, crashed the car in front of them, and rushed straight out!

Hiram threw away the drum magazine and replaced it with a new one. He walked to the side of the third car. The people inside had brains that could no longer keep up with the reaction due to the shooting and collisions. They were like quails in a quail house with the roof lifted off. They looked at the huge humans outside the house and their outstretched hands with horror!

Hiram pulled the trigger again, and the bullets were distributed fairly to everyone. He cursed and shot at the same time.

I gradually felt... my arms were losing strength.

When he looked down, he found that he had been shot in the arm.

He must have been shot by those people who were "rushing the checkpoint" just now.

"Fuck!" He threw the submachine gun in his hand to the person next to him, took off his coat, untied his tie, and asked someone to tie it up simply to stop the bleeding.

At this time, Lance and the others also walked out of the mall, and the broken glass on the ground at the entrance of the mall was simply cleaned up.

"In your hand?"

Lance saw that there was something obviously different about Hiram's arm. Hiram nodded, lit a cigarette, bit the butt and took a deep breath.

The crisis is over, hormone secretion stops, and pain begins to appear.

"I was bitten." He looked nonchalant. It was like a piece of cake to get shot in the arm!
Lance checked other parts of his body, making him feel a little embarrassed, "Can you please stop touching me?"

"Even if you want to touch me, don't stop so many people from touching me!"

Lance rolled his eyes and punched him, "It seems to be just a minor injury indeed!"

Then he looked at the people behind him. Since they were watching the fun at the beginning, they were prepared. Except for someone whose scalp was scratched by the broken glass, no one else was injured.

Ennio's father may need a doctor, but not because he is injured, he can't even stand on his legs and he needs psychological counseling.

At this time, the police assistance had almost arrived at the periphery, and the sound of sirens was heard all around.

Lance walked to the phone booth and called Tom, "You may need to come to the police station."

Tom was still a little curious, "Did you do something to get caught?"

Lance looked at the people standing outside the phone booth. "To be precise, someone did something to me and I fought back. Anyway, you have to come. Things may be a little complicated..."

(End of this chapter)