Shadow Empire

Chapter 499: One Must Go [666+24]
The pounding heartbeat accelerated his metabolism and made little Eugene much more awake.

He was half lying on the floor of the van, in a side-lying position, his eyes staring at the person sitting next to him in the dark.

At this moment he was extremely regretful, just like the bad boy who couldn't even go to high school because of his disobedience, full of regret for his past life and rebellion.

Not only did he want to cry now, he also wanted to poop.

The car was running with a slight bump in the road. He didn't say who he was, nor did he make a loud noise. He just remained calm.

Calmness was the last thing he could control.

There were not many cars on the roads in Jingang City at night, and with the constant running of red lights, the speed of the cars soon slowed down.

With a crash, the door was opened from the outside, and someone suddenly grabbed his hair and pulled him out.

He had to actively cooperate to make it easier for himself to be pulled out.

He collapsed to the ground, and the dim light illuminated some of the surroundings. This should be a back alley somewhere in the city.

His ears were filled with the sound of his heartbeat like a drum, and he was extremely nervous.

"Help him up and take him to see the Boss."

Someone spoke, and then two people lifted him up, one on each side, and walked towards a small door.

There was a dim light bulb on the door with the words "Number 66" written on it.

The door slowly opened with a sound of hinges being overwhelmed, and faint music came from inside, along with the strong smell of alcohol and tobacco.

The sound coming from underfoot also changed from the friction between the soles of shoes and the concrete floor to the sound between the soles of shoes and the floor.

Soon, he was taken to a room where there were some people, sitting on the sofa or standing nearby.

The gramophone on the corner cabinet was playing the latest music, and just by listening, one could tell that the person singing the song was not only talented in singing, but must have also inherited his ancestors' ability to pick cotton.

The slow and melodious singing can soothe people's mood, but at this moment, he was only frightened.

"Lance..."

The man in the middle of the crowd was holding a wine glass in his hand. When he looked over with a half-smile, little Eugene was already unable to stand steadily.

If it was some other force that wanted to blackmail him or extort his family, he would still have ways to deal with it.

But Lance and the Lance family, he has already despaired.

"Give our friend a chair. He doesn't look like he can stand and answer our questions." Lance ordered, and someone immediately brought a chair and placed it in the middle of the room, and then little Eugene was thrown on it.

"It looks like you should know who I am." Lance put the wine glass on the coffee table, "Give him a glass of wine, he needs to relax."

Someone immediately poured a glass of wine and placed it in little Eugene's hand. Lance raised his hand to signal him to take a sip, but he was a little hesitant.

But then a punch hit him in the face, knocking him off the chair and onto the ground!

Naturally, the wine in his hand spilled all over the floor.

"This is why I say don't fucking put carpet in my office!", Lance said as he sat there and laughed, and everyone around him burst into laughter.

"Now it's wine, maybe later it will be urine, or even blood. Any place with assholes like you is not suitable for laying the floor."

Lance complained, "Oh, and there are cigarette butts!"

Everyone laughed again, and little Eugene was helped up again and sat on the chair.

Lance walked up to him with a bottle of wine, and someone stuffed a wine glass into his hand. Lance poured some wine for him himself.

"Drink it and you'll feel better."

Little Eugene, who couldn't bear the pain in his cheek, finally decided to obey Lance's order. He held the wine glass with both hands and drank the wine in big gulps. Then he held the glass and looked at Lance at a loss.

Lance took the glass from him and placed it on the table next to him along with the bottle.

He returned to the sofa and sat down. "In fact, there is no direct hatred between us. It's just that your father did something he shouldn't have done, and it implicated you and your family."

"Tell me where Eugene is hiding now, and I'll make sure you and your mother won't get involved in this."

Little Eugene remained silent. He actually admired his father very much. This feeling was just like in the movie "My Father is a Gangster". He was extremely respected in school and in society!
He loves his father, but the grown boy doesn't know how to express it. His father has done a lot for him, and now it is his turn to do something for his father.

He gathered his courage and looked up at Lance, "I won't tell."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed out loud, and some people even laughed to tears!

For some reason, little Eugene felt angry when he saw these people laughing. He reiterated and strengthened his determination that this time it was his turn to protect his father!

"I--"

"I won't say a word!"

Lance laughed for a while and then shook his head, "Who can help our young friend confirm?" "I'll do it!" Devin, who was standing in the corner, walked out of the crowd. As a newly promoted captain, he was very clear about his position.

He has ambition, ability, and vision, which is why he is here.

Lance is not afraid of ambitious people. He is only afraid of ambitious but incompetent people sitting in positions that they shouldn't be in.

As long as he can continue to become stronger, no matter how ambitious these people are, they can only be driven by him!
Devin took off his coat, revealing a brown vest and a clean shirt underneath.

He had never worn such nice clothes in his life until he joined the Lance family.

He rolled up his sleeves carefully, then took a pair of pliers and a towel from someone else.

As little Eugene was nervous, Devin wrapped Eugene's hand with a towel and then clamped one of his fingers with a vise.

Little Eugene's gaze shifted from his hand covered by the towel to Devin's eyes. The two looked at each other for more than a second, and then little Eugene let out a terrible scream that he had never made in his life!
ah ah ah ah...

The gramophone in the corner was still turning slowly, and the added voice from the cotton-picking experts gave the music soul.

The gentlemen who were sitting or standing on the sofas, holding wine glasses and cigarettes, smiled and watched the young man struggling and screaming less than five meters away from them!

The distance between civilization and barbarism is sometimes much closer than people imagine!

I don't know how long it took, maybe only a few minutes, or maybe more than ten minutes. Devin, who was already sweating, spread out the towel and clamped little Eugene's other finger with pliers. Just as he was about to use force, little Eugene couldn't bear it anymore.

He was much weaker than he thought, and he had held on as long as he could until now.

The fingertips of the five fingers on my right hand were almost broken!
"I……"

He only made a sound before Lance raised his hand to tell Devin to stop, "Our friend seems to want to say something."

His lips moved, and he remained silent for four or five seconds, as if he was still struggling in his heart. But the next second, the heart-wrenching pain came again, and he could no longer resist!
"We live in..."

He revealed their current hiding location, and Lance glanced at Hiram, who stood up and left the room with his men.

Lance had someone give little Eugene an injection of a special painkiller, and he immediately felt much better.

Little Eugene just kept crying, not because of the pain, but because he was afraid of the pain and his own weakness!

He regretted very much, regretting why he didn't persist, but when he thought of the piercing pain, he felt that he really couldn't hold on any longer.

At this time, Eugene was sitting on a chair in the dining room in the apartment, smoking. There were already many cigarette butts under his feet. He did not call Stone.

Shi Dong should have fallen asleep by now, and he still held on to a glimmer of hope.

He knew that he shouldn't have these thoughts and should have told Shi Dong in time, but he just felt that his son would come back!
Everything will be fine!

He glanced sideways at his wife but said nothing.

Time passed by little by little, and it was already the second half of the night. Eugene looked much more depressed.

Suddenly, the sound of the key opening the door made him breathe a sigh of relief. He glared at his wife who was full of surprise, although it did not have any deterrent effect because he had a faint smile on his face.

He walked to the door with a stern face, waiting for the moment the door opened to let his son know what fatherly love is.

As the door was pushed open, everyone, whether inside or outside, was stunned.

Then Eugene slowly raised his hands.

Ten minutes later, Eugene saw Lance.

"I can explain..." He kept explaining as soon as they met, "I just asked someone to find a boxer, I didn't ask them to cheat!"

Lance looked at him and asked, "Do you believe it yourself?"

Eugene was stunned for a moment, then nodded firmly, "I'm telling the truth, I swear!"

Lance shook his head and said, "God is worthless!"

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance to fight my brother Ethan for nine full rounds."

"As long as you survive, I will let you go."

"This is your atonement!"

Eugene looked at the huge figure standing under the light, he swallowed, looked back at his family, and finally gritted his teeth and took off his coat.

He knew that at this moment, nothing he said would be of any use.

At this moment, he had no dissatisfaction with his wife or anger towards his children, only a desire to survive.

No gloves, no protective gear, just bare fists.

When he stood opposite Ethan, he felt the oppression that he could never feel under the ring!
Ethan grinned, "Kill me or be killed by me!"

(End of this chapter)