Empire of Shadows

"I heard Rick say it's not very safe outside lately."

Rick's son's girlfriend sat in the car, looking at the young man beside her, a little worried.

She didn't quite understand why the five major families had suddenly become hostile to each other; she wasn't qualified to know these things yet.

Rick's son put his arm around her waist and kissed her on the face.

His girlfriend was only nineteen years old, and he liked her delicate face, the feeling of her skin being so tender and soft.

Although he didn't know if she would become the kind of woman he imagined in the future, at this moment, she was perfect.

"He just doesn't want me to go out, so he's trying to scare me."

"Bundy has already started mediating. Until there's a result, we're all safe, unless they want to start a full-scale war."

He didn't know that Lance had also joined the "other side's" camp. From his understanding of the current situation, this was a two-on-two match.

Neither the Pasreto family nor the Tita family had been beaten half to death, and they were no match for them.

"I'll be back soon, don't worry…"

He kissed his girlfriend, then turned and left without looking back.

He wouldn't bring his girlfriend with him, because today was destined to be a "carnival." They would be in the private room, holding a grand party in a stadium with tens of thousands of people!

This kind of program was obviously not suitable for this woman to accompany him, unless she was willing to accept more different kinds of protein, but he wasn't so willing.

She didn't know if the two of them could make it to the end, but she would work towards that direction.

She couldn't stop him, so she went to Rick. Rick was also helpless with this son, but he assured her that he would send more people to protect his safety.

The motorcade ran red lights all the way to the stadium. The cars of the Cassia family were all the same brand, and the license plates were similar, making the motorcade highly recognizable.

Even if patrolmen saw them running red lights, they wouldn't cause trouble for themselves by following them and asking them to pull over; that would be courting death.

The stadium was also clearly experienced enough in welcoming VIPs.

They directly entered the internal parking lot from the side door of the stadium, and then came to the mid-level private room via the internal corridor and elevator.

The moment he pushed open the door, the people in the private room immediately cheered for him!

The beautiful girls had already taken off their tops because of the heat, and their enthusiasm almost melted Rick's son, which made his mood particularly good the moment he entered the private room.

After hugging a few good friends, they came to the sofa in the middle and sat down, eating fruit and chatting about recent events.

In the stadium, the teams were entering the field, and the fans around them were constantly raising their hands and cheering, making the atmosphere extremely enthusiastic even before the game started!

The three commentators also started warming up the crowd, using humorous ways to make everyone laugh from time to time.

Whether it was the Sailing Team or the Aliens Team, they all looked very relaxed now. They were all talking and laughing, and even the Aliens Team's batter stood next to David and talked to him alone for a while.

They used to be teammates. Before coming to the Sailing Team, the two had a good relationship. Although they now worked in different places, they still kept in touch.

This circle is actually very small, and the role of connections in a small circle is magnified many times compared to a large circle.

Rick's son sat in the middle with two girls in his arms, having a great time.

Several young men pushed a small cart over from the corridor, and the bodyguards at the door stopped them.

"What's on the cart?"

"Juice," said a guy who looked like a waiter.

At the same time, he generously showed the ice bucket on the cart, as well as the fruits and juices placed in a large glass container.

In addition, there were some other things for eating or drinking, including wine.

The bodyguards signaled the four young men to raise their hands, and they began to search the four of them.

Rick's assistant had told them not to be careless!

If something happened to Rick's son, all of them would have to die, and it might even involve their families!

The people from Yalan were very ruthless and had very dark hearts.

Perhaps the environment in Yalan was too harsh, so they still retained some primitive habits similar to animals.

They either don't act, but once they do, they will nip all dangers in the bud.

Killing the whole family at every turn is what they do!

The four people didn't have any weapons on them, not even a small knife. Then they checked the dining car, including the bottom of the shelves, and checked everything carefully, and there were no weapons at all.

Even the containers containing the juice and the ice bucket were checked.

After repeatedly confirming that these people were not dangerous, they were released.

The moment the door was pushed open, the eyes of the four young men immediately focused on Rick's son, but soon shifted to the naked girls around him.

They seemed too hot, so hot that they were about to burn!

"Haha, our drinks and snacks are here!" Rick couldn't wait to wave his hand, "Give me a glass of juice with wine!"

The waiter quickly poured him a glass. These juices were all filled with ice cubes, and the temperature was very low, making them perfect for drinking in this hot weather.

It seemed that with their entry, the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees.

The scoreboard lights came on, which also meant that the game was about to begin, and the four waiters stood in pairs.

The young man standing on the east side near Rick's son was a newcomer recruited into the family by Lance a few months ago. His identity was very clean, including the traces of his family in the empire, which were very complete.

Lance was not a behemoth yet, and no one would pay such a high price and effort to place someone next to him.

This young man was only eighteen years old this year and looked a little immature, but he had actually been promoted to captain.

They indeed didn't bring weapons in, because the weapons were already in this private room.

Would Rick's son miss this game?

It was possible, so his good friends took the initiative to contact him and asked him to come out and have fun.

He was still young, and young people were like this, they liked excitement and liked the feeling of being flattered.

Some people say that rich people don't like flattery. People who say this have either never seen real rich people, or they are just talking nonsense.

Rich people and powerful people are still people, and as long as they are people, they will have such emotional needs.

Those who hope that others will supervise them and criticize them all day long are either lying, or they can't tell others that I just like to be praised by others, and I just like to be criticized or scolded severely.

Or, they have never been supervised or criticized by others, and they feel that they live in a very real environment, and they are strictly abiding by the rules they have set.

That's why they can say such things.

Rick's son is not a person of great personality, he is just an ordinary person with many of the bad characteristics that many people have.

He likes excitement and likes to be the center of attention. In fact, his birth has made him, in the first half of his life, indeed like one of the many protagonists in this world, and the entire world he knows revolves around him.

After being "locked up" for a while, at the invitation of his friends, he finally couldn't help it and ran out to have fun.

Sure enough, it was still happy to be with friends. This kind of spiritual enjoyment was far more intense and satisfying than the enjoyment brought by material things!

As the game progressed, with the effects of alcohol and nicotine, everyone's emotions began to run wild!

Rick's son was naked, hugging a butt and standing in front of the window. People below could actually see everything that was happening here with just one look back.

But he didn't care, and the girl didn't care either. If being fucked could change her destiny, why would she refuse?

Like those ordinary girls, find a cheap job and work more than ten hours a day to earn more than thirty yuan a month?

Then save less than two hundred yuan a year, and never have ten thousand yuan in her life?

That's not the life she wanted. Just now, she had already pocketed several hundred yuan.

It was estimated that by the end of the game and the end of today's party, she might be able to get several thousand yuan!

Her only thought now was that this young master could like her performance and talent, and be able to squeeze more money out of him!

A lifetime of happiness was right in front of her, so she would go all out!

As for hard work?

That was just a boring excuse for mediocre girls who couldn't find a shortcut. They could only use this method to comfort themselves for not being excellent—it's not that we can't do it, it's just that we don't want to!

She indulged in stretching her singing voice, and her melodious voice was like a sharp sword piercing Rick's mental defenses, and he was also immersed in the girl's melodious singing…

Unconsciously, the game had progressed for most of the time, and the entire private room was filled with a strange smell.

These smells merged with alcohol and smoke, full of absurd flavors.

After drinking a lot of wine and doing strenuous exercise, he lay in the arms of two girls and fell asleep somewhat tired.

But everything around him was still going on.

The game gradually came to an end, and Rick's son didn't seem to be as passionate about baseball as he showed. No true fan could fall asleep during such an intense game.

He fell asleep, not because he was tired from watching the game. Of course, it wouldn't be wrong to say that. He fell asleep because he was tired from other things.

The moment David killed the game with a beautiful swing, the entire stadium erupted!

Countless Sailboat team fans waved their baseball caps and frantically shouted David's name, or the ace pitcher's name, and the Sailboat team's name!

The huge roar of sound awakened the few people sleeping in the box, including Rick's son.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he showed a kind of… subconscious-driven smile, and then quickly walked to the glass window to look at the field.

Those around him did the same, including the naked girls.

If anyone looked back, they would definitely see a scene that they would never forget!

Four people walked to the sofa, took out the well-hidden small-caliber pistols from under the sofa, and pulled the triggers at the people standing in a row by the window.

This kind of small-caliber pistol is specially used for special front-line workers. It makes almost no sound when fired, and a door can block it.

Of course, its lethality is limited. It's not that it can't take people's lives, it's that it can't shoot very far.

But at close range, it's just as deadly!

The weapons in the hands of the four people were like the scythe of a Grim Reaper, constantly reaping the lives of these people.

Thick cracks bloomed on the thick glass, covered with blood, like a blooming "blood flower".

When something is narrated in a descriptive tone, it seems very slow, but in reality, when it actually happens, it is very fast.

In less than twenty seconds, everyone was lying on the ground, except for the girls who were already scared shitless.

The eighteen-year-old new captain changed to a new magazine, walked to Rick, who was still panting, and pulled the trigger on his head.

The bullets shot through his head, and the fear and bullet holes on his face forever froze his life at this moment!

"Cooperate."

He looked at the girls who were already unsteady, asked them to form a circle, tied them together, and gagged them.

"I hope you guys are sensible. I know your names and where you work. Don't cause trouble for yourselves. This has nothing to do with you!"

The girls nodded repeatedly. At this time, they no longer had the excitement of receiving a large tip not long ago.

After the four people dealt with these people, they pushed the cart directly out of the door, and closed the door of the box.

The bodyguards glanced at the used utensils and wine bottles and signaled that they could leave.

They would not go in before Rick's son requested it.

David stood in the player tunnel with his new teammate, the ace pitcher, "Let's go to the box above together later, a friend wants to see you."

The ace pitcher hesitated, "I still have training tonight."

David had a smile on his face, "Come on, brother, we just defeated the Aliens, and it was an overwhelming victory!"

"Don't turn yourself into a tight tendon, it's easy to snap in this terrible hot weather in Jincheng City ②!"

"Proper relaxation is good for both of us!"

"And today's gentleman is very special, he comes from the Five Great Families, you may have heard of this…"

When the name of the Five Great Families appeared, the ace pitcher knew that he had no right to refuse.

Although he is not from Jincheng, he has heard of the rulers of the underworld in Jincheng and their cruel and brutal stories!

Some newspapers in other places like to write these stories. They are indeed very attractive to readers. Perhaps for most people in this era, the underworld is the other side they yearn for but cannot touch.

After the two changed their clothes, they went directly to the elevator. The bodyguards nodded slightly when they saw the two coming over, signaling that they could enter.

Rick's son greeted them and let them in directly. He didn't believe that these two people who earned hundreds of thousands a year would harm him.

But when the two pushed open the door, they stood there dumbfounded. David even exclaimed, "What the hell happened here!"

Several bodyguards had already noticed something was wrong and ran over quickly, only to see a ground of corpses in front of the glass window.

They looked at each other and knew something big had happened!

"…That's the whole story!"

The new captain, Grenadine, sat in front of Lance's desk and revealed the whole process to him.

Lance had a smile on his face after listening, "You did a very good job, very calm,"

"I will give you one point for this matter!"

As he said that, he picked up the phone and called Salifu in front of everyone, "Rick's son is dead, he should already know the news…"

As he said that, he hung up the phone. Rick's son is dead, he will definitely be angered.

A person who has lost his mind is prone to making wrong judgments, so in "confrontation", the most effective way to win is to anger the other party!

After hanging up the phone, Lance considered for a while and asked Grenadine to call all the captains on duty outside, including Allen.

Allen had already come out of the shadow of Beno being a traitor, and had regained his activity, and had also recruited a few new subordinates, and now he seemed to have returned to normal.

Currently, the Lance family has seventeen or eighteen captains. These captains are usually on duty at the company in addition to their work.

When there is something needed, Lance will let them take people to do it. If there is nothing else to do, they can pass the time bored.

Each captain will have several core confidants, these are their "bones", and those bottom-level gang members who are waiting to be drafted at any time are the "meat".

This is a very efficient configuration, and it is not picky, it can form combat power anytime and anywhere, and there is no need to worry about small groups quickly appearing among them.

Although this kind of thing will eventually happen, it can be slowed down somewhat.

"The company's bar is still open, and I plan to select some of them and hand them over to you for rotation."

"Each rotation will last for a month. In addition to the part that must be handed over to the company from the income generated by the bar, 15% of the final settlement profit will be distributed to you."

Even if these people's desire for money is not so strong, at this time, they become excited!

No one will嫌自己's money is less, 15% of the net profit, an ordinary bar also has two or three million a month, they can get several thousand each month, how can they not be happy?

"As for how to choose and who goes to which bar, it depends on your usual performance."

"Those who perform well go to good bars, and those who perform poorly go to ordinary bars, so work hard!"

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① Summer Festival Eight Pulls: From "Black Stone Password", this is a game professional term, and Ouji Eight Kai belongs to a card-style table game. Summer Festival refers to the "event card" in the game. When the player plays the "Summer Festival" card, the players on the table need to take turns sacrificing a hand card as a sacrifice, a total of eight sacrifices are required. When the number of people is less than eight, random repeated draws are performed through dice.

② The aborigines among the Federal aborigines have a very special method of execution. They will wrap the water-soaked tendon around people's necks in the morning.

In the sun, these tendons will continue to shrink until they strangle these people alive.

This is a very cruel and brutal means of execution, because it is not immediate, the entire execution time lasts for several hours, creating double extreme torture psychologically and physiologically!