Shadow Empire

Chapter 557 A little plan
In the morning, Morris came back hurriedly from outside. He coughed a few times and his face turned a little red, but he recovered soon.

From a medical point of view, his "wound" has completely healed, but the damage caused to his body will not be completely healed just because the wound has healed.

These will stay with him throughout his life.

He might not be used to it at first, but now, he is used to it. Lance even heard that Morris would go to church with his girlfriend on the Sabbath.

Some people may not understand why some people suddenly have more faith after being hurt.

In fact, this is the impact caused by the fear of death.

According to unofficial statistics, 70 percent of the people in the Federation believe in God, but not all believers are devout.

Some are... if the whole family believes in God, then he/she can only believe in God, so these people, especially young people, do not have firm or devout faith. They even, under the influence of skepticism, believe that God does not exist!
The people who are truly faithful, firm, devout and fanatical are the elderly.

The older they get, the more they believe that it's all real, there's God, there's heaven, there's everything.

They believe that after death they will enter heaven and shepherd sheep for God, and will live forever young and ageless in the glory and gospel of God.

why?
Why did those who once did not believe become believers?

It’s actually very simple, anxiety, fear, and resistance to death.

People are like this. They will only resist when they are afraid. But death is a natural law that no one can escape. So how can they resist?

It is not a simple matter. For example, if you bleed when applying glue, this may leave a shadow on you and you may solve the problem of frequent glue application.

But death won’t come to you if you don’t fight.

Whether you are afraid or not, resist or not, it will come.

Then people can only choose a method that they are more likely to accept to resist death -

Religion, faith!
In fact, everyone knows about this matter, but no one has talked about it specifically, so they treat it as an ordinary thing.

"I've checked it out!" Morris walked into Lance's office, where there were many people.

They all gathered here during this time, responding to Lance's orders anytime and anywhere.

Someone offered him a glass of juice, and after taking a sip, he said, “The Kodak family is mobilizing people, but it’s not clear what they’re going to do.”

He sat across from Lance and put the cup down. "They whitewashed the gang's gunman trick into a security company. I found someone who is willing to cooperate."

"They were asked to stay in the company for the past few days and were not allowed to go anywhere. They could be sent on missions at any time. He said the company promised them high remuneration and bonuses."

In order to at least prevent those big shots from thinking that he is just a gangster, someone who is not presentable, Bandy has tried his best to whitewash himself.

Not only did he throw away the knife in his hand, but he also put on formal clothes that were only worn by upper-class people, which bound himself.

But he was not completely unprepared. He set up another security company, which was managed by Gao Li.

The security guards inside are not just gunmen. In fact, many of them are ordinary security guards. But there are also some gunmen who usually undertake related work in society.

So not all of these people are gang members from the original Kodak family, there are also some ordinary people from society joining in.

It may be difficult to convince gang members, but it is much easier to convince ordinary people.

It's nothing more than giving money and threatening. The simpler the method, the more efficient and useful it is sometimes.

Lance nodded when he heard this, "It seems that they are already preparing. Is our new script ready?"

Lance looked at Erwin, who nodded, "They've taken the bait."

"Besides, I heard that they quarreled over it."

“Some people think this is a trap, but Fergal thinks it’s not a trap.”

Lance frowned slightly, "He doesn't seem like the type to just go his own way."

Sometimes Fergal's emotions affect his judgment, but when it comes to such important matters, he will most likely think it through before making a decision, rather than arguing with the cadres over something he is not sure about.

"Something's not right!"

Lance touched his chin, his stubble was a little prickly, that's what being young is like, everything grows fast.

He shaved on time every day, but in just a short while, he could feel his beard growing a little bit more.

Especially at night, it becomes longer almost visibly!
The others didn't feel much about it, as Lance had always been the one in charge of decision-making.

It's a new program, called Compass, but it looks like they have some ideas.

"Arrange more people to watch at night to ensure that no accidents happen."

Alvin agreed, and the day passed quickly. At six o'clock in the evening, before it was completely dark, four large trucks entered the city from outside the city.

The names of surrounding farms and a number of crops are printed on the outside of these vehicles.

This type of transport vehicle from farms to cities is very common. Farmers around Jingang City often bypass channel companies such as Liji and Bailide and directly send the goods to the dock for sale.

Cities also consume a large amount of vegetables and grains every day. They are not like farmers in other areas who have things they cannot sell or cannot afford the high transportation costs.

So this type of car is very common, but today's cars are a little different because these cars are not just ordinary transport vehicles.

According to the information obtained by Fergal, the four cars were full of alcohol that Lance had brought in from outside.

The total cost of the four trucks is 320,000 yuan, which is a considerable amount of money.

The Keane family's financial situation has been bad lately, ever since they went to war with the Lans family and their bar was stormed, their customers have dropped dramatically.

Who the hell would risk drinking in a bar where there's a chance of a shootout?

It’s not like there aren’t bars in other places, so their income has been a bit difficult lately.

No other business can make money as fast or as much as the alcohol business right now.

Even though maple kite grass has huge profits, not everyone will use one or two every day. Most people will only think of using it once every few days.

The loss of the lucrative liquor, coupled with the constant injuries and deaths and the constant payment of pensions, really gave Fergal a headache.

At this time, he heard the news from a friend, so he planned to take action on the wine.

Whether it is snatching them and selling them yourself, or destroying them and making Lance feel the pain, both are good options.

At the same time, he had a feeling, something was not right.

How could he know such highly confidential information?
Although he believed that his good friend would not lie to him, but... this was still a little unreasonable.

That's why the quarrel in the office happened. He asked his men to grab the goods, but his men thought there was something wrong with the goods and it was not suitable to follow up now.

The two sides had a big quarrel in his office and ended up parting on bad terms, but as the head of the family, he had absolute power over the Keane family.

The guy who had argued with him was reluctant to follow up on the work, but he finally obeyed.

Of course he wouldn't go himself, he arranged for his men to go.

At that time, his subordinates shouted "You will kill everyone" outside his office in front of many people, which resonated with some people.

They have always been at a disadvantage in the war with the Lance family. Even though the number of casualties on both sides is constantly increasing, the losses on their side are obviously greater.

Some people think that this is the same result as before and that they will eventually become a thing of the past.

But some people are more optimistic. If they can pull the goods back, at least they can make some quick money in the short term.

With money, even if the people below have some complaints, they can be appeased by the power of money.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, after several hours of trekking, four large trucks finally arrived at the designated location.

A warehouse on the border of the Industrial Zone and the Imperial Zone.

The air here smells faintly of motor oil and various dusts rising from boilers. This is also the place with the worst air quality in Jingang City. The only comforting thing is that it is always downwind.

The wind blowing in from the sea does not bring the dust and smell into the city, but instead blows it to the suburbs west of the city and beyond.

There are wilderness, woods, and various plants there, which will soon be metabolized by nature.

The environment in the industrial zone is a bit eerie. In the dark night, the huge chimneys rising from the ground are darker than the night. To some people with gigantic fear, they look like huge monsters hidden in the night, which is disturbing.

The depressing and unpleasant smell makes the industrial area almost deserted at night.

Apart from the assembly lines that produce 24 hours a day, there are hardly any pedestrians outside.

This also allows a lot of criminal trade to be carried out here. The complex environment and the lack of pedestrians have made it the best paradise for crime.

It is said that 40% of the maple leaf grass transactions in the entire city are conducted here.

Four large trucks slowly stopped outside a warehouse. As the warehouse door was opened and the lights were turned on, they slowly entered the garage and stopped.

Then four drivers and two people who were supposed to be escorting the goods got out of the car. After handing over the goods to Lance's men, they drove away in the car that had been prepared in advance.

At this moment, gunshots suddenly rang out!

The fierce gunfire instantly shattered the tranquility of the night, and the echoes of gunfire were everywhere. Lance's men outside the warehouse didn't even bother to fight back, and simply got in the car and ran away.

The captain who rushed out from the darkness had a look of disbelief on his face. This was the easiest fight with the Lance family he had ever heard of!
He stared blankly at the taillights of the cars disappearing, and then he suddenly realized, "Quick, drive away."

Someone asked, "Do you want to inspect the car first?"

The captain hesitated, but at this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "They are back again!"

"Fuck, they must have found someone. Quick, drive the car away and we'll cover them!"

Several young men ran onto the truck, broke open the door, and then drove to the other side.

Those who stayed behind retreated while exchanging fire with Lance's men.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the other party doesn’t seem to be very fierce and just wants to entangle them.

But at this time, who can think clearly about these situations?

In order to ensure that the wine worth 320,000 yuan in the intelligence could be successfully transported, the captain took the risk and took the initiative to slow down the speed to buy time for the four large trucks.

Seeing that the four trucks were getting farther and farther away, and even their tail lights could no longer be seen, the captain was just about to ask the driver to speed up to get rid of those people behind, when suddenly a bulldozer appeared in the middle of the road, causing the driver to swerve and crash into a fire hydrant on the side of the road.

Another car crashed into the roadside on the other side and was eventually stuck by some concrete barricades.

The captain's whole world was blurry and shaking.

There were constant splashes of water floating in from outside, making him feel a little cool. The fire hydrant was broken, and the huge water pressure sprayed out a huge column of water.

He held onto the front seat and looked around. Just as he was about to struggle to leave, the sudden blinding light from outside made him turn his back.

The door was opened. He blocked out the light and looked at the person facing him. There was not just one person, but several people, all of them pointing guns at him.

His companions gradually woke up from the violent collision, and then looked around in confusion and bewilderment.

What greeted them was the muzzle of a gun that continuously spewed out flames.

The world seemed to be muted at this moment. He could not hear anything and could only keep shaking his body due to the impact of the bullets.

Maybe a few seconds later, he fell sideways in the car, his body full of bullet holes.

The other car was in a similar situation, and soon the people inside were shot to pieces.

The person responsible for implementing the plan walked to the nearby telephone booth and dialed Lance's office number.

"The goods have been delivered...we..." He looked back, "Someone was injured, but no one went to see God. We ran faster..."

"I see. I'll be right back."

The body was quickly disposed of and put into a body bag, and the car that was hit and stalled would soon be towed away by a tow truck.

There is a high probability that these things will disappear into Angel Lake, just like those who have been dealt with by them.

The four trucks in front and the two cars came out of the industrial area and headed north, arriving at the buffer zone between the industrial area and the city center.

When they confirmed that there were no pursuers behind them, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, it seemed a bit dull, because their captain hadn't caught up yet, and there was a high probability that he was finished.

In order to be chosen as the captain, in addition to having made contributions to the family, one must also have a certain level of popularity.

Even if a nasty guy has made many contributions, he may not be able to become a captain.

Even if they become captains, there is a high probability that no one will work with them.

This is how gangs work, and this is why many gangs are made up of blood-related families, because if they don't do this, small groups will be very prevalent.

The situation like Lance's is a minority. Maybe in a few decades, if they do not disappear in the long river of history, there will be many small groups in the second and third generations, and they will also split due to issues of interest.

But now, as a fledgling gang, they won't go wrong so quickly until they kiss success.

The vehicle stopped on the side of the road. Having lost their captain, they were a little confused. One of them got out of the car on his own initiative, walked to the telephone booth and called the cadre.

The call was connected quickly, and the other party also found it a little unbelievable, but no matter what, it was a good thing to have really snatched the goods.

Then they received orders to deliver the goods to the warehouse.

In the office, Fergal found it hard to believe that this was true. They actually stole Lance’s goods!
Not only can they make a lot of money, but it can also boost their morale.

At that time, he will directly announce to the public that he will transfer a sum of wine snatched from Lance, which will definitely let everyone know what happened!
As for their little plan?

It didn't matter, he heard that the captain was dead, that was enough.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief and could sleep well tonight.

Four large trucks arrived at a warehouse of the Keane family, where a large amount of wine and other things were piled up.

After the truck stopped, they put away their weapons, went to the back of the truck, found pliers, and used force to cut the door lock of the compartment. Then two of them grabbed the handles of the doors on both sides and pulled them open with force.

"How is it, what kind of wine is it?"

The gang members standing on both sides of the truck asked a question, but what made them feel strange was that those who were about to get on the truck to load the goods were just standing there stupidly.

They walked over step by step with some curiosity and looked inside.

The next second, they were stunned like everyone else.

"Fuck, can you guys fucking drive?"

"Son of a bitch, go to hell!"

The sound of Kukukuku's submachine gun rang out all of a sudden. The people behind the truck had no place to hide and were shot into sieves in an instant.

Soon they rushed down, opened the other trucks, and released the people inside.

In less than ten minutes, the entire warehouse was completely emptied!

The fierce gunfire could not be hidden at night, and they had no intention of emptying the warehouse. The plan was simple, to destroy everything here!
There was alcohol everywhere, flammable alcohol. The weapons were firing at frames of alcohol. In an instant, the entire warehouse was completely enveloped by the strong smell of alcohol.

They retreated while destroying. When everyone had retreated, Hiram stood at the door of the warehouse with a gun. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and then took out a silver lighter to light it.

He took a puff, then threw the still lit lighter into the warehouse and left without looking back.

The spinning lighter was spinning in the air, and the fuse filled with kerosene would not go out due to such a low wind speed.

Finally, it fell to the ground, and the flames licked the wine. In an instant, the green flames spread infinitely along the ground!
(End of this chapter)