Empire of Shadows

The cadre sitting in the car had a very unpleasant expression.

But there was no choice.

As one of Feig尔's confidants, this mission, from his perspective, was basically sending him to his death. But since the mission was assigned to him, he had no choice but to come.

When leaving the office, Feig尔 told him that their job was to come over, fire a few shots, engage in a brief exchange of fire, and then leave immediately.

Do not linger, and definitely do not foolishly get out of the car and actually fight with Lance's people.

What they needed to do was make a statement: that they had the courage to resist and the strength to fight back.

That way, the people in Goldenport City wouldn't think they were already afraid. Then, their subsequent consolidation of the "defense line" could be seen as a strategic and tactical adjustment.

And this was also the reason that persuaded him to come. He didn't need to get out of the car; he just needed to fire shots outside from inside the car.

Thinking of this, he relaxed a little, tugged at his collar, and cursed a few times.

Hopefully, nothing will happen!

The others in the cars were all his men, and he had clearly told these people what to do.

What made him feel slightly relieved was that the convoy had not encountered any obstruction after entering the Imperial District. This was different from what he had imagined, that they might not even reach Lance's company before being stopped.

Many people had heard about the power of the Lance family in the Imperial District—

As long as you entered the Imperial District, as long as they found something amiss, your whereabouts would be discovered by them.

Bolton and his Sky Eyes had also become one of the things people frequently discussed. Some gangs also wanted to learn how to do it, but they really couldn't.

On the one hand, their territory was too small, maybe only three or five blocks. By the time the people they hired discovered the "intruders" and reported the news,

the intruders' cars might already be parked in front of them.

The territory was too small, with no depth or buffer for the message to be transmitted, so it was of no value to small gangs.

Secondly, for those large gangs, such as… the Coda family, they couldn't possibly hire those old men in the Bay Area to help them keep an eye on the changes in the streets.

If they arranged their own people, it would be too obvious. As long as it was obvious, there would definitely be a way to get around it.

So this method was only very suitable for the Lance family. If other gangs wanted to use it, then first, they needed to have a large enough territory, and second, the situation within the territory couldn't be too complicated.

The city center, for example, didn't have this method either, as the streets were full of people and cars.

No one could figure out whether the person sitting in a certain car was an intruder or just an ordinary passerby.

There were many rumors about Lance's defense system. For example, the Wolf Gang only dared to go deep after severely injuring Bolton.

Of course, this trick wasn't very useful now, because Bolton hardly ever showed his face on the streets anymore.

So, they could only force their way in.

But… weren't they too arrogant?

Knowing that someone was invading, they still didn't stop them?

Or did they have some kind of plan?

The cadre sitting in the car didn't know why no one was stopping them. This didn't make him relax; on the contrary, it made him uneasy.

He focused all his attention on the changes around him. He didn't know if it was because he had spent too much time in the city center, but he felt that there were really few people here.

Especially after turning a corner and entering the street where Lance's company was located, there were almost no pedestrians on the roadside, and even the cars on the street were rarely seen.

The driver didn't seem to realize these obvious changes. "Driving here is really a pleasure. I've had enough of the traffic jams in the city center."

"A twenty-minute journey would take me forty minutes to reach my destination during peak hours."

He complained while accelerating. The vehicles behind him also followed suit and accelerated. As the building of Lance's office gradually appeared, the cadre sitting in the back also began to breathe faster.

He wouldn't fire a gun, but he would supervise the others to fire a burst of bullets and then leave immediately.

He didn't forget to remind the driver, "Remember what I told you before?"

The driver nodded vigorously, with a somewhat excited expression on his face, "I remember. After the first round of gunfire ends, honk the horn and then turn around and leave."

The cadre nodded in approval, "That's right, don't get it wrong!"

After passing a traffic light, Lance's company had already appeared on their right. The cadre didn't have any guesses or thoughts about why this trip was so smooth.

The only thing he could do now was to complete the mission as soon as possible.

When the convoy stopped outside Lance's company, many people stretched their weapons out of the car windows…

In the room, Lance listened with his eyes slightly closed to the songs with the sound quality of the era emanating from the record player. He couldn't quite understand those so-called avant-garde fashions, but he could still appreciate some of the talents of the cotton-picking little experts.

The new office exuded a new atmosphere. Lance patted the armrest of the chair. The heavy shadow looked very wide and sturdy.

Just a chair like this cost several hundred dollars.

A wider desk meant that it could hold more things, and the overall decoration was more solemn and heavy.

At the same time, some small details in the decoration made the place less serious.

"Not bad," Lance nodded slightly. The bank had been renovated, and everyone was choosing their favorite office.

Although now was not a good time for immigrant descendants to "start businesses," as things in Goldenport City came to an end, Lance was gradually moving away from the pure gangster style.

In other countries, this might be a very difficult thing, but in the Federation, as long as you mastered the trick, it would be easy.

And he wouldn't learn from Bandi, abandoning the gangster business in order to whitewash himself. This was equivalent to a guy who stood up by robbing with a knife in his hand, having successfully attracted enough hatred, but then foolishly throwing away the knife because he had money and wanted to live a stable life!

The knife should never be thrown away, and people should know that the knife is still in your hand, right in your pocket.

Only then will they respect you.

"Have our friends arrived?"

Lance asked.

Bolton nodded, "They have already started."

Lance was very satisfied with the results of this plan. Everything was playing out as if it had been discussed in advance. "I hope they will like this surprise!"

The crackling of gunfire was loud, and the glass windows of the entire building were shattered and splattered everywhere. The walls and wooden doors were all marked by bullets.

Even some of the wall plaster couldn't withstand the impact of the bullets and fell off.

At first, the cadre was a little worried, worried that Lance's people would suddenly rush out from the surroundings, but after the shooting started, he still didn't find the other party, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as he was waiting for the first round of gunfire to end and preparing to urge the driver to leave, suddenly, a large number of police and police cars emerged from the empty streets and roads around them.

"This is the Goldenport City Police. You have been surrounded. Put down your weapons immediately and get out of the car, otherwise we will open fire…"

"Repeat, this is…"

In an instant, the gunfire that had been like a torrential rain suddenly stopped. They dared to kill the police, but they didn't dare to kill the police in front of many people, let alone kill the police in front of the police while surrounded by the police.

That way, they could only be riddled with bullets. Even if they escaped, they would eventually be put on the wanted list, and they could only hide in the sewers for the rest of their lives—

Anyone who didn't like him could just make a phone call and say they had found a wanted criminal, and whether it was those hunters or the local police, they would quickly come over.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became somewhat solidified, and the cadre's expression constantly changed until it finally turned ashen.

They were in a trap!

And this was no different from them being "annihilated." Now the police station was equivalent to being controlled by Lance, and these people themselves had committed many crimes.

Once someone couldn't hold on and confessed, it could quickly trigger a huge chain reaction.

But resist?

He glanced at the dense gun muzzles outside the window, looking at the constantly flashing police lights. He was actually still young, and he didn't want to die yet.

He pushed open the car door. The police became a little nervous and hid behind various shelters, but most of the weapons were aimed at the first car.

A leather shoe was the first to step out of the car, followed by another.

Then came a pair of raised hands. The cadre slowly bent over and prepared to exert force, sticking out his butt as he stood up. He slowly raised his hands and walked out of the car, then turned around and put his hands on the roof of the car.

The driver also learned from his example and got out of the car, raised his hands, and stood with his hands on the roof of the car.

More people, like the cadre, slowly got out of the car. This process was actually very simple, but everyone was very careful.

Because as long as someone made the wrong move, these police would really open fire, and everyone would definitely die!

Some people say that the people of the Lance family are actually very similar to the police because the police will also empty their magazines during a firefight.

It's just that they use defensive revolvers, which only have six bullets, so even if they empty their magazines, it won't give people a very excessive feeling.

And Lance and his people use semi-automatic pistols, which have magazines of a dozen or even submachine guns, so emptying them will bring a more shocking effect to people.

But facing so many weapons, even if they were all revolvers, no one wanted to try how many bullets their body could hold.

Soon the people in the car came out, either raising their hands or turning around and putting their hands on the roof of the car. The police began to enter.

Duke was the one walking in the front.

Duke is now the Deputy Director, and this is the first case he has personally handled since taking office. He actually knows the cadre.

In the past Jin Gang City police force, there was also something similar to a "Hero Ranking" in existence. From top to bottom, there were portraits and names of people who even the police couldn't afford to offend!

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They represented a kind of order, a kind of rule. Although the cadre's ranking was very low, he was also on the list.

Duke grabbed his hand behind his back and put on the handcuffs. The cadre reluctantly opened his mouth, "Has anyone ever told you that you're like a dog he keeps?"

Deputy Director Duke directly punched him in the waist. In an instant, the cadre couldn't stand still, but Duke grabbed his other arm, forced his hand behind him, then cuffed him tightly, and pushed his head hard against the car door.

With a bang, the cadre's face was squeezed and deformed by the car door and the force behind his head. He could only pant with his eyes closed.

The pain made it impossible for him to even breathe deeply!

"If I were you, what I would do now is shut my mouth and think about how to find a way out for myself."

He was dragged by Duke and stuffed into Duke's own police car. "Times have changed, you know?"

"The Five Great Families have become a thing of the past. The future here belongs to Lance."

"If you don't want to die, you better cooperate with us."

The cadre's face was ugly, and he didn't say anything.

In the past, the police would sometimes cause them trouble, but as long as they gave an explanation, so that the police could give the citizens an explanation, the matter would be over.

It had never been like this before, being arrested and threatened.

But he knew that Duke was right. He had already been arrested. If they wanted to kill him, they only needed to send him to prison.

Then he would lose his life due to various accidents.

Now he was very melancholy, and somewhat inexplicably helpless.

The ringing of the phone rang on many phones at the same time. After Figal picked up the phone, he realized that the development of the matter might have exceeded his expectations.

But he didn't expect that it would exceed so much!

"You're saying they were all arrested?"

"F*ck, how could the police be there?"

"Why didn't they run when they saw the police?"

He asked several questions in a row. It was also a helpless thing to let his confidants do this, after all, the core of the Keane family was not blood ties.

If he let those cadres who were not confidants go, they would definitely have some grudges in their hearts, and they might not be able to do it seriously.

He thought this matter was not difficult—

Drive over, fire a round of bullets, and then drive away. If so many people staged a chase and gun battle in the Imperial District, it would not be good for Lance.

He had thought of many possibilities and made corresponding responses.

For example, what to do if that side was a trap.

What to do if Lance's people intercepted them halfway.

He thought of many possible situations, but the only thing he didn't think of was that Lance would "call the police"!

The person in the receiver quickly told him what happened at the scene. Figal could only curse a few times in frustration, and then dialed the lawyer's phone.

After the lawyer listened to his description, he didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally could only say, "I can only help you to the greatest extent to make their sentences lighter. As for bail and early parole, I may not be able to do it."

"In addition, you may need to prepare more money for this case. If the police completely lean to the other side, the cost of resolving this case will be several times or even more than other cases."

"This is also because we have cooperated for a long time. If it were someone else, I would have hung up the phone..."

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Bandi also knew the result in the first time. His expression was almost exactly the same as Figal's. He also thought of many possibilities.

Including putting himself in Lance's role, after doing so many things, how should he deal with this matter.

But the only thing he didn't expect was that Lance would let the police directly solve this problem.

Gori, who was on the side, had a serious expression, "I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit that we can never catch up with Lance's thinking."

"Now Figal's trouble is even greater."

Why not let the police directly arrest Figal's people in the city center?

Everyone knows they are gangsters, wouldn't it be okay to arrest them directly?

Because the Federation is a country of procedural justice, the police want to arrest a group of gangsters who everyone knows, but lack evidence, without any evidence or reason, is absolutely impossible!

They must have evidence, then apply for an arrest warrant, and the judicial department approves their actions before they can arrest.

First of all, it is impossible for them to obtain everyone's criminal evidence, and the judicial department cannot approve so many arrest warrants at once.

Secondly, Lance has already taken down the police, but there are also people from the Bay Area in the judicial department, and they will not easily let Chief Blue get a large number of arrest warrants or search warrants or something.

A small amount of promotion to the overall situation is meaningless, and a large amount cannot be obtained, which is the limitation of the police.

But there is an exception to everything.

If the police find criminals committing crimes at the crime scene, they can directly arrest the criminals who are committing crimes without the approval of the judicial department.

There is no doubt that today is a successful plan. They have arrested a large number of gang members, and they don't even need an arrest warrant.

And then the judicial department will also need to cooperate with them, because these are all caught back from the crime scene, and the judicial department has no reason not to cooperate.

They successfully avoided the influence of the judicial department and completed their plan.

If someone confesses more of Figal's criminal evidence, or even doesn't need to confess Figal's, as long as they confess other cadres.

Then Lance can quickly peel off Figal's protective shell layer by layer, until he reveals his defenseless interior!

"What should we do now?", Gori asked.

Bandi shook his head, "We are too passive now, we have to find a way to become more active."

"Lance is like a boxer with strength and brains. We can't let him constantly accumulate winning factors. We have to let him take a punch, a heavy punch."

"Otherwise, we can't handle it at all."

Bandi understood very well that if Figal fell, then the next one would be them.

They dragged Figal into the water in order not to let Lance succeed. They didn't expect this guy to be so useless and useless!

Of course, this is also related to the fact that a large number of elites died in the war between the Keane family and the Bear Gang.

Afterwards, the news of Lance's "move" also came out. He has abandoned the previous office space and moved to the original Jinda Bank.

This also made those who were dissatisfied with him even more desperate, because they all knew that the construction standard of Jinda Bank was built according to the bank standard.

That's a huge tortoise shell!

If it was said that there was still a possibility of winning by attacking Lance before, now attacking a bank?

The only thing they can do is to go with enough people, and then let Lance kill him by exhaustion when he mops the floor, instead of killing him in the bank!