Shadow Empire

Chapter 516: Intimidation and Attack [666+1]
"Forty minutes ago, the door was still open."

A large group of police officers got out of the police car and Hunter gave a brief explanation.

In fact, he didn't have to explain, but he still explained it. It was all because of the damn judicial process. He ignored the idea of ​​asking Director Dell to help him get the legal documents, and only thought about going to the Judicial Bureau to apply for legal documents himself.

He should have stayed here.

Even if he didn't want to in his heart, he had to admit at this moment that sometimes he was indeed not as good as Charlie, at least in the matter of "how to do things beautifully", he was not as good as Charlie.

"What should we do now?" asked his men.

Hunter raised his head. "Pry the door open. We have a search warrant."

The gate of this dilapidated factory could not withstand the efforts of the police with professional demolition tools. Soon with a click, the bolt of the iron gate broke, and the police drew their weapons and rushed in.

In just a few minutes, those who were holding weapons put them away and there was no one left here.

Hunter walked to the furnace, took half a cup of water and poured it into the furnace. In an instant, a sizzling sound was heard, and a cloud of steam rose up.

"It shouldn't be long since they left. Should we chase them?"

Hunter hesitated and shook his head. Since they had already left, there was no point in chasing them.

You don’t know where they are going, how long they have been walking, what means of transportation they have taken, or where their destination is.

They can't stop every pedestrian and every car they see and have them checked, which will only spread the trouble.

"Let's search it..."

Soon, they found some wine bottles in the warehouse that had not yet been shipped away, almost all of which were Golden Lion brand.

The moment he held these empty bottles, some images emerged in Hunter's mind -

It and the box will be loaded onto a dilapidated truck by the workers. When the entire truck is filled with the box, the truck will quickly drive out of the city and transport it to the warehouse of the abandoned farm in the night.

Then the same group of workers unload them from the truck, and during the unloading process they may find that some of the bottles have been broken during transportation.

So the broken bottles were thrown aside and abandoned casually in the wilderness far away from the warehouse.

In addition to preventing accidental injuries to the staff here, this can also effectively prevent animals from approaching at will.

The intact bottle of wine was sent to the warehouse and placed at the outermost part.

After some lights went on and off, it was picked up by a worker along with the box it was in and taken to the bottling area of ​​the warehouse.

A leather tube was stuffed into it, and then strong whiskey was injected into its body until it was full!

Its body was labeled, the gold-stamped Golden Lion logo sparkled under the light, and then it was put into the sealing machine.

Under the worker's calm, indifferent, yet fierce gaze, the bottle mouth was locked.

It was put back into a wooden box and then back on the truck.

The car wobbled out of the farm and headed straight for the city with flashing neon lights in the distance.

It made its way to bars and ended up on the liquor cabinet, waiting for a drunk who could afford it.

The cap was unscrewed, the whiskey in the bottle was poured out, and the bartender casually placed it under the bar.

Until there was not a drop left, he put it back into the wooden box.

It may be reused or thrown away directly, and this is its "life".

"Chief Hunter?"

Hunter felt someone seemed to be shaking him. He came back to his senses, and his eyes regained light and focus. "What?"

"us……"

Hunter was silent for a few seconds. "Go ask around and see if there are any clues about the manager, workers, and boss behind this factory."

Although he knew it was unlikely, he still wanted to give it a try. What if someone knew something?

He came to the office on the second floor by himself. It could be seen that the manager here was very smart when he left and did not take many things with him.

He picked up a file folder and opened it to take a look. It recorded the business operations of a certain year and month, and occasionally some technical stuff.

It was of no value, so when he threw the folder on the table and prepared to leave, the phone in the office suddenly rang!
Hunter was startled. He cursed inwardly and stared at the ringing phone. After it rang several times and his men had all gone up the stairs, he walked to the table and picked up the phone.

"Hi, Hunter." The voice in the receiver made Hunter know who was on the other end of the phone in an instant.

He gritted his teeth gently, "Lance."

"Are you calling me now to ridicule and mock me?"

"Laughing at you?" Lance's laughter in the receiver made Hunter feel a little itchy.

"No, no, no, I'm not calling to make fun of you, it's just that you..."

He seemed to be choosing words and waited for two seconds, "...You chased too closely, it was almost there, you know?"

"You almost gave me a headache, but you almost did!" Hunter interrupted him. "If you're calling to show off to me, then great, you've achieved your goal. I'm going to hang up. I don't want to hear your boring voice anymore."

"I'm not trying to brag, Hunter, I just want to say, the game begins."

A busy tone came from the receiver after the call was hung up. Hunter was confused for a moment, but he soon realized.

The "game" that Lance was talking about was not an ordinary game, it was a game of life and death!
Fake!

He cursed inwardly twice again and walked around the room with a headache.

His identity limits his freedom, and his desires tie him to a chariot he shouldn't be on.

The faster the chariot runs, the greater the damage it will suffer when it collides.

The most important thing is that once you go up, you can’t come down.

He began to worry, and after asking someone to continue searching for evidence, he returned to the police station and immediately called Charlie.

"Lance just talked to me over there."

Charlie didn't react at first, "You caught someone?"

"No, there isn't."

"But he called the factory office over there and threatened me, saying 'it's game on'."

Charlie was silent for a while, "Pay attention to your safety in the near future and make arrangements for your family. You know what I mean."

"We have a bottom line, but the mafia has no bottom line. Lance has a flexible bottom line. Don't give him any chance to take advantage of it."

Hunter responded, "I plan to send my family to the capital, and then I will live in the police station."

His tone was a little depressed.

It is indeed embarrassing for the police chief to be in this state, but he is also really afraid of death.

Charlie had no other choice, “Anyway, be safe.”

"I spoke to Gao Li on the phone. They will have some actions in the next few days. If you provide some convenience, someone will talk to you later."

The news of the attack on the Kodak family's financial company spread quickly, and many people who owed them money were surprised!
Because the person who spread the news said that they burned all the debt certificates and a small amount of collateral was also taken away.

This means that those who are brave enough can try to make some money from the Kodak family.

Of course, most people don’t dare to do that, but they dare to default on their debts.

You said I owe you money, no problem, just show me the IOU.

The Kodak family could not remain silent after suffering such a huge loss. They had already made a plan to attack Lance's bar.

The last time was an accident, this time they figured out the locations of several bars, and they would attack these bars at night -

The reason for choosing the night is that they can then see if the bars are open, and if not, it could be a trap.

If it's operating, destroy it!

After Hunter hung up the phone, he took two deep breaths, then picked up the phone and told his family to go to the capital for a trip...

At eight o'clock in the evening, the nightlife of Jingang City begins.

The Starlight District and the Port District did not become depressed due to the fighting between forces within the city. Instead, they became more lively as the population continued to increase!

Especially the port area, its liveliness is already the best in Jingang City!
A large number of refugee women were standing on the streets posing and flirting. If there was one thing that local men hated the most, it was price gouging.

The appearance of these refugee women has driven prices right down to rock bottom!

The attitude of paying one or two dollars or even fifty cents makes this place crowded every night.

After the men enjoy the non-discounted service at a cheap price, they can use the remaining money to have a drink or a midnight snack. There is nothing better than this!
A guy who looked a little out of place in the surroundings came out of the bar, drunk. He walked into a nearby telephone booth and dialed a number.

"The bar at No. 900 Fenghuang Road in the Port District is still open for business..."

On the other end, Shi Dong, who received the call, looked at a young man in the office and said, "Remember my words, don't care about the lives of those poor people."

"The more chaos there is, the more people will die, and the more unlucky he will be!"

If someone loses his life because he was involved in a gang fight while drinking.

Regardless of who fired the shot, Lance's bar must bear a great deal of responsibility, and they also arranged for the police to seal off the scene immediately after the shootout, putting the blame on the Lance family.

It can be said that they have begun to have no bottom line in order to attack Lance!
The young man nodded and stood up from the sofa, "Wait for my good news!"

As he spoke, he picked up the hat hanging on the hanger, said goodbye to the others, put it on his head, and left the room.

Four cars drove out of the back alley and drove quickly towards the port area.

The dark night sky is like a gaping mouth, swallowing everything heading into the darkness...

(End of this chapter)