Shadow Empire

Chapter 558 We Help Them Choose

This was the most comfortable sleep Fergal had had in a while. He was free of any burden, worry, or uneasiness. He lay on the soft bed, resting his head on a soft pillow and covered with a soft quilt, as if he had returned to the womb.

He curled up like he did before he came into this world. The darkness around him did not bring him fear, but only a sense of security.

until--

He felt someone calling him from behind. He didn't know what was there, he just wanted to move forward, but the calling from behind became clearer and clearer, and even a face appeared in his dream.

"Fuck!" Suddenly, he sat up abruptly, pounded his hands hard on the quilt, and looked at the person standing at the bedroom door with some anger, "You ruined my dream!"

"Now, you have one minute to tell me why you did this."

"If your reasons don't convince me, I'll make sure everyone knows what the price is!"

The man standing at the door was not too moved by his bad temper, but said calmly, "Our warehouse in the west district was burned down."

The next second, Fergal, who looked like he was going to eat someone, stopped moving.

He calmed down, calming down in an instant, "So, our stuff…."

He stared at the man at the door, who continued in that steady voice, "There's nothing left."

woke up.

Completely awake!
He turned on the bedside lamp, even though his eyes hurt so much that he couldn't open them, which was a sign of not getting enough rest.

His body and even his organs seemed to be protesting against him, and he had to get up.

"What happened? Lance's people called us?"

He walked outside and came to the study. He ordered a cup of strong coffee and lit a cigarette. "This son of a bitch is always everywhere. What did he do?"

"Someone heard a fierce exchange of fire over at the warehouse, and then it caught fire. By the time our people arrived, it was too late. They could only watch it burn down."

"They hid the people in the truck."

"It's not the wine inside, it's their people."

Fergal had forgotten to smoke the cigarette he was holding. He just opened his mouth slightly and looked at the guy in front of him. If this guy was not his cousin, there would be no blood relationship between them.

He would now open the second drawer on the right, pull out the loaded pistol and kill this guy!

Listen to what the fuck he said?
Are you filming a movie here?

But he knew that no one would lie about such things.

"What's the evidence?"

"They didn't have anything in their car."

Fergal leaned back in his chair, looking a little depressed. "How much stuff is there in the warehouse?"

"Goods worth hundreds of thousands." After the person opposite him said this, Fergal couldn't help laughing.

"Hundreds of thousands?"

He didn't look angry. He had a smile on his face and even his tone seemed relaxed.

But the guy opposite him knew that this was a sign of his anger, so he deliberately took a few steps back and said, "Yes, about 700,000 or 800,000 worth of goods."

"Fake!"

He pushed everything on the table that he could reach to the ground, including his espresso.

He stood up and yelled loudly. Actually, his temper was not so bad at the beginning.

But after the war with the Bear Gang broke out, things got worse and worse.

He also knew why Fergal was so angry, because there were actually some problems with the family's finances.

The war with the Bear Gang caused a huge deficit in the family's finances. Pensions and disability all cost money. If you want your men to work for you, you have to show your sincerity and means to make them willing to work for you.

Six thousand yuan per person, and as for disability or something like that, it’s actually even more troublesome.

The demolished bar, the repurchasing of properties, the purchase of numerous cars, and the payment of salaries are all huge expenses.

After more than half a year of operation, the family's financial situation has improved slightly, but it cannot be said to be healthy.

If it weren't for the huge profits from alcohol, it might have taken him longer to recover.

But now, financial problems have arisen again.

People continue to die until now.

It costs eight thousand for each death. The price has gone up.

Even eight thousand is not enough. Some cadres have even shouted out high prices of less than ten thousand or even twelve thousand, and they have legitimate reasons.

If he doesn't agree, their subordinates may not be willing to risk their lives.

In fact, a living life is only worth 8,000 yuan, which is indeed a little less.

Ten people would be 80,000, and a hundred people would be 800,000, plus those who are seriously injured and need surgery. You can't risk your life for the family and then pay for the surgery yourself, right?

Sometimes the cost of surgery may not be less than the pension, and there are also various special medicines and other issues.

And the ruined bar and the wine inside...

His head hurts whenever he thinks about all this. In just two weeks, his and his family's wealth has shrunk visibly, and now a warehouse has been burned down. He was so angry that he laughed out loud!
But soon, he sat down again, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then exhaled slowly. Little by little, the smoke slowly dissipated from his mouth and nostrils.

As the head of one of the five major families, he would have moments of emotional breakdown, but he would manage his breakdowns well.

Now, he began to calm down.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. If our next plan works, we can recover these losses from Lance."

"If this plan fails, it won't be that important for us to recover the losses."

He took another drag on his cigarette and this time exhaled it all at once, "Just arrange it as normal."

In the middle of the night, the cadres were called to Feigal's manor. It was said that someone heard a quarrel coming from Feigal's study.

Fergal said that all this happened because the cadres themselves did not go and left everything to their subordinates.

The cadres thought that this was clearly a job that would lead to their own death, and that arranging people to do it was the limit of what they could do.

He couldn't be so stupid as to go and die on his own. If Fergal continued to do so, he would leave the family!

What happened last night was finally known to the entire family. They were all discussing it. In their opinion, Fergal's irrationality caused the family to lose another large sum of money.

The already tight situation became even worse, and some people began to talk about splitting up the family or leaving the family, which also attracted some people. For a time, the whole family was in turmoil.

The news spread again, and this time the content was more detailed, some of it even included what each of them said and thought.

It’s hard to tell what’s true and what’s false.

By the time Lance heard the news, another day had passed and the news of the Keane family's split had begun to spread more openly.

This made Lance feel very strange. How did they fall into civil strife for no apparent reason?

There were a lot of people there in the evening, and they had all heard about this incident, and someone asked, "Should we do something?"

Lance looked at him, "Like?"

"They are now on the verge of civil unrest. We can try to give them a push. Maybe they will split up and even kill each other without us having to do anything."

Lance listened and nodded, "It's a good idea, but I don't think it's right."

"If we burn down one of their warehouses, they're going to split up, as they already did when we took out their bar."

"Besides, the Koda family is still around. They are very rich. With the brains of Bandy and Gowrie, they will not sit idly by and watch the Fergal and Keane families fall into civil strife because of money."

Lance crossed his hands together, index finger and thumb touching each other, and he was thinking.

There was a very strange atmosphere about this matter, and he was somewhat unsure.

"Let's wait and see for now, and wait until they really start a civil war." Erwin caught the key words in his words, "Are you saying this is fake?"

Lance shook his head, "I don't think it's true."

The others also frowned and thought about it carefully. They realized that something was indeed not right.

In the next few days, there was no big move on Lance's side. There were just some frictions between the two sides around the handover areas, and the exchange of fire became less frequent than before.

The news within the Keane family is constantly updated, as if someone is deliberately leaking the news to the outside world.

This only made Lance more suspicious.

If he had a problem with these people, whether it was Erwin or anyone else, he wouldn't let the whole world know about it.

Even if someone accidentally heard the news and leaked it out, he would deal with it as soon as possible as soon as he knew about it.

Whether it is to deal with the person who spread the rumor or to resolve the conflict, he cannot let the problem continue to spread.

But Fergal didn't seem to do that. Instead, he was entangled in internal family issues and continued to argue without compromising or giving in.

At the end of April, news came out that some senior officials of the Keane family directly announced that they would no longer obey Fergal's leadership and command.

When this news came out, the whole city seemed to be in shock!

After the big news that the five major families became four major families, another big news appeared.

Fergal immediately withdrew his forces and transferred most people to his manor. It seemed that he was now powerless to do anything about the city center.

"...I heard that at least two-thirds of them are gone. That might be an exaggeration, but it's definitely more than half."

Morris couldn't help but cough twice. "They are indeed missing. Some gang members at the bottom don't know who to listen to or what to do. It's really a bit confusing."

Lance nodded and asked, "How's the Kodak family doing?"

Morris shook his head. "They are still on standby at all times. Apart from that, there is no other movement."

Lance frowned. "They have been on high alert, but have not done anything. Now Fergal is in a lot of trouble. Maybe this is their bait."

Someone has already talked to Lance about this. Since the Keane family has been divided by civil strife, those who left said that they would not come back even if Fergal was killed.

So now is the best time. The strength of the Keane family has dropped to the lowest point in history. They seem to know this, so they have gathered in the manor as a whole.

This gives people the feeling that if they just try hard, they can eat them completely.

Even though Lance knew something was wrong, he still felt a little impulsive.

Because as long as Fergal is killed and this group of people is disintegrated, the Kodak family will have to face them head-on.

In that case, Lance would ask Alberto and Francisco to persuade the Tita family not to take action, after all, they all suffered heavy losses in the war against the Cassia family.

The head of the Tita family has been killed, so they may not be willing to intervene.

If Lance agrees to distribute some benefits to them, they will most likely side with Lance.

By that time, the Kodak family would have no escape.

A crucial step, he thought.

But because it was so crucial, he felt something was not right.

As he was thinking about his next response, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

His original plan was to use the Keane family to force the Kodak family to come out. Now that they have taken the initiative to show weakness, isn't this a good opportunity?
Give it a try!
He waved to the others, "Come here, I have a new idea..."

While Lance was planning a new action plan, Fergal was also talking to Bandy.

"Will he really attack us?" Fergal was still a little worried. After all, this was related to the big issue of whether they could survive in Jingang City in the future, and he couldn't help but care.

"Sometimes when I think about it, I find this world really interesting, Bendy."

"Look, now we are being forced to this point by a young man. Sometimes I still think all this is just a dream."

"It was a terrible dream. I was looking forward to waking up from it sooner than ever before. But I also knew that it was not a dream!"

“I don’t know how to describe this feeling, but it’s really terrible!”

Lance's rise was too fast, or perhaps the five major families had ruled for too long, so long that they believed that the order of Jingang City would not change in the slightest.

Arrogance is often the first step towards destruction.

And they have already taken more than one step on this road.

His words made Bandy silent. Who could have thought that things would turn out like this?

Before, Camilla's gang almost wiped out Lance and his gang. This insignificant little character actually helped him to get back on his feet. By the time they started to face up to this matter, it was already too late.

The lackey caught up with the respectable master with a hatchet, and the outcome was already clear.

Now, all he had to do was to calm Fergal down and prevent any problems from happening.

"You have to believe me, Fergal. My people are always keeping an eye on Lance. As soon as their people move, I will come to support you."

"You simply need to defend the manor for a short while, and our people will attack them from behind."

"Whether Lance is here or not, his strength will definitely be reduced this time. Whether we sit down to negotiate or just wipe him out of Jingang City, the decision is on our side."

Fergal was still a little worried, "What if... he doesn't come and attack me?"

Everyone in the class shook their heads and immediately said, "Impossible."

"With someone else, Alberto, or someone else, I believe it's possible, but with Lance it's impossible."

"His ambition is so great that he wants to swallow up the entire Jingang City. He will not miss such an opportunity, because if he misses this opportunity, he will not have the next chance!"

"He will definitely take action, trust me!"

Although he didn't have much actual contact with Lance, he could feel that Lance was ambitious, an ambition that came through his body without needing to be said or expressed!
Fergal was silent for a long time, and finally he accepted Bandy's statement, "If he really comes, you have to be quick!"

In fact, the civil unrest was also fake. Those people are now outside the city. There was no other way. Lance had too many people. If they stayed in the city, it would only make Lance suspicious.

So these people went out of the city, and their speed in getting back was definitely slower than that of Bandy and the others.

If Lance really came, he might not be able to hold out for long.

"Don't worry, I will definitely arrive as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, both Fergal and Bandy had a feeling that they would not have to wait too long for this day.

In the past few days, Lance has been looking at the map, on which he drew many red lines. Without anyone else's knowledge, he also had someone drive a car to see how long it would take to get from the Kodak family's security company to Fergal's manor.

He had tried not just one road, but several roads. Now all he needed to do was to choose one of these roads and set up an ambush.

Bandy doesn't actually have many manpower now. As long as he kills the people he sent out, he will be completely disabled!

Therefore, finding the route he chose is important for the next plan.

But Lance didn't dare to guess which route Bendy would choose. What if his brain was different from that of normal people?

This is a precedent.

Who the hell would cut off almost all of the gang business just to clean up their name?
In this era, who the hell would think about whitewashing themselves for no reason?
The federal government has not even submitted or passed any issue or proposal like the Anti-Organized Crime Act, let alone any law.

In this era when the federal government and the mafia jointly run society, this is not a good time to whitewash.

Just when everyone was hesitant to guess which path they would choose, a young man suddenly asked, "Why don't we help them choose?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man. Being stared at by so many senior officials including Lance, the young man's face quickly turned red and hot.

Introverts can’t join gangs, or at least it’s difficult for them to get along well in gangs.

Violent organizations need more extroverted expressions, otherwise it will cause misunderstandings. His expression was not because he was introverted, but purely because of excitement.

He knew this was an opportunity!
An opportunity that would allow him to become a senior official in the future!

(End of this chapter)