Shadow Empire

Chapter 555 Ongoing [666+15]
Everyone in the room seemed a little excited.

A smart and wise leader can not only bring higher prestige to the gang, but also make gang members safer.

The Keane family had almost no ability to fight back in this sudden attack. The assassination of several cadres who were able to obtain clear information in the morning only reduced the power of their cadres.

They probably hadn't yet discussed how to deal with this sudden attack, and then their bar was attacked when they least expected it.

Three bars were burned, two were smashed, and two were shot and riddled with bullet holes.

There can't be only a few bars in the city center. The number of bars is definitely beyond people's imagination, but the bad chain reaction caused by this incident is still undergoing a chemical reaction.

First of all, people are afraid to go to the Keane family’s bar to drink. Who the hell knows if a group of armed people will suddenly rush in and shoot anyone they see?
Even if there were no vicious rumors about the Lance family, such as them shooting ordinary people, what if?
The gentlemen in the city center are not the lackeys in the Imperial District or the Port District. They are the elites of society and representatives of the middle class, with monthly incomes of at least several hundred or even a thousand yuan.

What if they get hurt or even lose their lives, would that be a loss?

Where and when can't you drink alcohol?
That night, the number of people in the Keane family's bar was visibly reduced, and the sound of the bar would be affected until the war between the two gangs was over.

Lans' bar was also affected, but to a lesser extent.

Those who come here to drink are all poor people.

The poorer you are, the more you love to gamble.

The poorer you are, the more you like to drink.

why?
Because for the poor, three or five dollars cannot make them middle class, let alone make them members of the upper class.

But if three or five dollars can get them through three levels… well, if they can win three or five dollars, then they will all live comfortably this month.

All they need to do is put three or five dollars on the gambling table, then shout out their bets hysterically with red faces.

Without these three or five dollars, this month will just be a little tight, but with it, this month will be heaven!

So the poorer they are, the more they gamble, because only gambling can change their short-term living conditions.

Saving three or five dollars seems to make sense, but what is the meaning?

Change class?

Changing class by saving three or five dollars a month is as ridiculous as the President shouting that everyone is equal!
Why do the poorer you are, the more you drink?

Because life is so fucking hard!
Only the intoxication can dispel the depression in people's hearts. Even if they tighten their spending, they still hope to fall asleep drunk at night.

Instead of going to sleep thinking about the terrible and embarrassing current situation in your life, that is something you should think about when you go to work tomorrow, not now.

For the middle class, alcohol can be drunk or not.

But for many poor people, wine is not just wine, it is also medicine that can cure all diseases!

This is also the reason why people in the room were happy. They laughed loudly and talked about the interesting things they encountered when they attacked the Keane family bar and assassinated those cadres.

Lance also sat on his wide chair with his legs crossed and a smile on his face, listening to them talking loudly about those interesting things.

Each of them was dressed in formal attire, and from the gold watches revealed from their cuffs when they occasionally raised their hands holding a wine glass or a cigarette, it was clear that each of them was living a very good life!

Clean and tidy hand-made formal suits, the finest satin ties, gold watches, gold tie clips, leather belts of various colors but definitely not cheap, and pairs of mirror-shiny leather shoes!
Add to that the wine glasses they hold, the cigarettes and cigars in their hands, and the coffee table filled with all kinds of luxury consumables, and anyone who comes here will only think that this is a place where a group of wealthy people go to have fun, rather than a gangster's lair!

"…The moment that idiot opened it, he looked at us in a daze, and he even wanted to run away…"

A young "big boy" of only twenty-one years old was telling others how he killed the Keane family cadre in the guest room. As people listened to him talk about how he walked into the room and shot all the bullets into the idiot's head, some people raised their glasses.

"Salute to the great Lance!"

The atmosphere and mood were just right, people raised their glasses and some even raised their bottles.

Lance also added some wine for himself and raised his glass, "Cheers to all of us!"

"cheers!"

Joyful laughter filled the entire room. It was a resounding victory, and everyone looked at Lance as if he were their God!

Lance put down his wine glass, took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, then raised his hand and pressed it lightly to make them quiet down.

"We have made a great start to this battle, but gentlemen, we cannot become complacent or let our guard down."

"Until we pull those people's heads off and kick them around, we need to be alert and be on guard."

"Because from now on, the battle will gradually become more intense. The Keane family is not one of those small gangs that will retreat after being defeated in a few fights."

"This is the base of the five major families. They will not retreat, and there is no place for them to retreat."

"So they will definitely counterattack, and we must fight them resolutely and mercilessly!"

Lance looked at Bolton in the corner. His importance had increased a lot, and he was also a core role. However, he was still very cautious, because he knew very well that his relationship with Lance was different from the relationship between other people and Lance.

Rob will always be a buried bomb between them, but he is not completely without "insurance". Gerald is his insurance.

So he will try to keep a low profile. The good news is that his new son has been born, which will make him feel more at ease, and also make Lance and the others feel more at ease.

He noticed Lance's eyes on him and took the initiative to say, "Boss?"

Lance nodded slightly. "Tell the old men on the street to use their eyes more these days. Don't be stingy with your money. Pay attention to the collection and distribution of information."

"Did you do that centralized processing office I asked you to set up?"

As Lans's territory grows in the future, Bolton will have to manage more and more areas.

One phone call wasn't enough, so Lance had him get an office away from the bank.

Because this place will become a kind of "intelligence concentration" place. Currently there are twenty telephones, but in the future, it may have two hundred, or even more!

Those people not only have to receive intelligence, but some of them also have to analyze and process it, which means sending the correct information to the right people.

This is an important job, and Lance is willing to give Bolton a chance. Now his whole family is under Lance's watchful eye.

With such high salary and Rob as a thorn in his side, he believed that Bolton would work harder than others to prove his worth.

If the others don't work hard enough, Lance will just not use them.

If Bolton doesn't try hard enough, he might be missing.

Bolton nodded quickly. "I'm already doing it. I've sent out all the phone numbers. This is a good opportunity to verify the effect."

Lance was very satisfied with his attitude, "You work harder and keep a close eye on it."

Then he looked at Erwin, and Erwin, like Bolton, shouted "Boss".

"You have to work hard, and arrange for some personnel to be mobilized. As long as they dare to come, we will dare to eat."

"But we must be careful about the method, pay attention to safety, and also boost our morale!"

Erwin smiled and said, "It sounds a bit complicated, but I believe I can do it well."

Lance still has great trust in this deputy.

Then he called out their names one by one and arranged their work. Now that the police were all his own people, he could let go and do his job with complete freedom.

After arranging everyone, he poured himself another glass of wine, "Cheers to victory!"

"victory!"

The Keane family did start to retaliate more crazily, and their people continued to infiltrate the Imperial District. This time they learned their lesson.

They didn't come in groups, but just one or two cars coming in from various places, and then they would find Lance's bar, or someone they suspected was Lance, and then launch an attack.

The streets began to become chaotic, with gunshots everywhere, which had a great impact on Lance's business, but the Keane family was not feeling well either, as their losses were greater than Lance's.

With five people in a car, they may not be able to kill many of Lance's men, but they, their cars and weapons will all remain in the Imperial Zone.

This made many lower-level gang members of the Keane family begin to feel fear and terror.

It was as if being chosen for the mission was like being sent to die.

No one wants to do this kind of mission where there is no return. Although there are some who can escape and return, they are ultimately only a minority.

The riots in the Empire District soon began to "spread" to a wider range. People now knew that the Lance family was not only fighting against the Kodak family, but even the Keane family was dragged into it.

Two against one, fighting vigorously, this is not a good sign for the Keane family and the Kodak family.

The activities between some small gangs have also become more frequent. They seem to have noticed the decline of the five major families and have some inappropriate thoughts.

The moment a tiger falls down, either because it wants to rest, that is the moment it becomes prey!
Even Congressman Williams called and asked Lance about this matter. First, he wanted to ask him when the firefight would end and second, whether he could hold on.

He found it hard to believe that Lance could carry two of the five major families and run forward. To them, although the five major families were just a hidden force, they should never be underestimated.

They do have to abide by the rules, but when they are pushed to the limit, such as when they are almost in a desperate situation like they are now, the rules are of no use.

The rules are meant to restrict the living, not the dead.

Lance just told him that it could be solved before June!

(End of this chapter)